The Master’s Master Can’t Be a Mortal

"Someone is here again!"

"Listen to the sound, this seems to be a top powerhouse."

The practitioners of the Juyuan Realm in Baifu City looked solemn.

Although the visitors have not yet appeared, they have already felt the pressure of horror, as if facing a practitioner at the pinnacle of the Ju Yuan realm.

The pressure of mountains is almost suffocating.

"Who is sneaky and dare not show up?"

Gong Qingqiu raised his eyes and looked vigilant, but he could not find the exact location of the person speaking.

"Above you!"

The indifferent old voice suddenly fell from the sky, Gong Qingqiu pinched the formula with one hand, countless vines soared into the sky, but rushed into the air.

"Successful!"

Gong Qingqiu's expression changed drastically.

The next moment, a rickety old man burst out on the ground, folded his hands, punched a special fist mark, and rammed Gong Qingqiu.

As soon as the aura that belonged to the pinnacle of the Juyuan realm came out, even though she resisted with all her strength, a large number of shields appeared in front of her, but they still broke open like paper.

Under the impact of his strength, Gong Qingqiu flew out.

puff!

She vomited blood, her face was pale, and she was not the opponent of the gray-haired old man who appeared suddenly.

The other party was the pinnacle of the Juyuan Realm, and she was only the sixth level of the Juyuan Realm.

Even though he has a variety of auxiliary exercises, his combat power is not very high because he hasn't achieved all of them.

Moreover, the gray-haired elders also have auxiliary techniques, with a solid foundation and deep background, and they are also strong in the same level.

It's hard to fight with three small realms.

"Six levels of Ju Yuan Realm in a small area, you can bear the old man's move "Hunting Fist" without dying, you are also proud of yourself."

The gray-haired old man sneered, ready to continue his shot.

"Old thief, Hugh is crazy!"

Just as Gong Qingqiu was injured, a shout came from a distance.

Then, after only listening to the "Silver Gun Throw, Break the Formation and Kill", everyone felt a sharp aura from far to near, killing the gray-haired old man.

"what?!"

The gray-haired old man was surprised, pinching his hands with both hands, a pale golden fist shadow was condensed in front of him, blocking the spear light, but he was also shocked by dozens of meters, and he quickly looked back.

High in the sky, the cold wind howled.

Li Zilong, who was in a silver armor, stood holding a silver spear, with bright silver lights in his eyes, and a lingering breath on his body, setting him off like an invincible God of War.

"I'm Li Zilong on the ethereal peak, who are you and what are you going to do?" Li Zilong stood proudly in the sky, his robe hunting.

"It's Zilong Warrior!"

"Zilong, invincible!"

Originally, people in the four new urban areas of Baifu City, east, west, north and south, screamed.

Li Zilong was originally the patron saint of the Thirteenth City of Yanyun, but now, seeing him coming out of the rescue, everyone couldn't help but cheer.

"In the district of Baifu City, there are six levels of Juyuan Realm, why are there even the peak of Juyuan Realm?" The gray-haired old man stared at Li Zilong and found that this person was quite strong and worth his all-out fight.

"It's no wonder that Wu Wukai could be killed. It turns out that you were there."

The gray-haired old man took a deep breath, his expression gradually cold, "However, that's all for you, everyone who dares to move my Blood Demon Temple will die for me!"

After all, he condensed "Huntian Fist Seal" and smashed Li Zilong.

"Silver spear throw, break the formation and kill!"

Li Zilong is this invented secret method again. As soon as the silver spear came out, there seemed to be a white dragon entrenched behind him, and then he rushed over.

Boom!

The fist print collided with the white dragon and exploded into countless rays, more gorgeous than fireworks.

The two continued to fight, and it was difficult to separate them in a short time.

On the misty peak.

Ye Feng touched his chin with a strange expression.

"This gray-haired old man must be from the branch of the Blood Demon Temple, but why did he come out so sure that Wu Wukai was the hands of our people in Baifu City? Could it be that it is only by speculation, without verification? "

Ye Feng didn't understand.

Perhaps this is the overbearing place of the Demon Sect.

Regardless of whether you are the real murderer or not, if you are not pleasing to your eyes, you just kill it.

"I don't know if Li Zilong is the gray-haired old man's opponent. If he loses, I can only take action."

Ye Feng whispered.

He didn't plan to let the concubine fox do it.

However, he himself didn't really want to make a move.

However, for Li Zilong, Ye Feng did not have too much confidence.

Although after this period of hard training and Ye Feng's personal guidance, Li Zilong successfully completed the second volume of "Second Qi Sea", and the total amount of Qi Sea doubled, but it was still not enough.

This can only increase endurance, but cannot directly increase combat power.

As for the "Nine Transformation Heaven God Technique", with Li Zilong's aptitude, he has also reached the third-order peak, but the intensity of his divine power can hardly shake the peak of the refining Qi realm. In today's battle, it is basically useless.

Later, Li Zilong also practiced "Shuiyang Jue" and "Ningyuan Jue", but they were only the first level. Combined, his combat power was 70% higher than before joining the Misty Sect.

But this alone is not enough to fight.

High in the sky, the war continues.

"Silver spear throw, break the formation and kill!"

Li Zilong did this again. When he shot it, it was a long white dragon with a length of tens of meters, pounced on the gray-haired old man.

"Do you do this trick?"

The gray-haired old man was angry.

The two have fought for dozens of rounds and changed a variety of spells by themselves, but as a result, Li Zilong still uses this trick "Silver Spear Throwing, Breaking the Formation", which is simply weird.

"Yes, this elder can only do this!"

Li Zilong shouted, looking very proud.

It's not that he doesn't have other spells, but they have nothing to do with the silver spear, and the ranks are only the second and third ranks, and they are not as powerful as the "Silver Spear Throw, Break the Array", which is his own secret technique.

"very good!"

The gray-haired old man pinched his hands with both hands, and decided to use the sixth-rank spell "Hunting Fist" and Li Zilong's death again.

Cang!

When the two collided, a terrifying air wave exploded once again, and part of the bombardment hit the shield of White Floating City, causing the gap to become larger and larger.

"Symbol, town!"

Gong Qingqiu drank a little liquid medicine containing life and spiritual power, and then took out a dozen talisman papers, pasted them on the void, and repaired the shield of Baifu City.

As the battle continued, the gray-haired old man's face became more and more ugly.

He discovered that Li Zilong's strength was slightly weaker than his own, but he had a long fight in battle. He must have practiced some kind of auxiliary technique that could increase the capacity of the sea of ​​energy.

"Damn it!"

The gray-haired old man realized that something was wrong, "This person is not as powerful as me, but he can hold me down. You must risk using that spell to kill him!"

"Hunting Fist!"

The gray-haired old man punched a fist mark and shook Li Zilong back. He quickly retreated a few miles away. He quickly pinched the formula with both hands. A turbulent spiritual energy surged from heaven and earth and blessed him.

The old man was furious, his eyes gradually bursting into bright purple light.

"Purple Heaven Sword Mang!"

The old man took the risk of urging this seventh-rank spell, his body twisted because of the overload, and he even had a nosebleed.

However, this trick is terrifying.

The dazzling purple light shed from the auras of the heavens and gathered into a sharp sword, aiming at the distant Li Zilong~www.novelmt.com~ No, you and I must join hands against the enemy! "

Gong Qingqiu realized that something was wrong, and quickly threw out a dozen pieces of red talisman paper, which fell beside the gray-haired old man, and then exploded.

Vigorously surging, the purple sky sword light was dispersed a little, and its power was slightly weaker.

Tear it!

The sword light pierced straight out, and Li Zilong quickly gathered all his energy on the silver spear, and cast "Silver Spear Throw, Break the Formation".

Click!

The silver spear was broken to pieces by the purple sky sword light.

Energetic rushed, blasting Li Zilong's chest, he also flew out, vomiting blood, and suffered heavy injuries.

"Warlord Zilong is actually lost!"

At this moment, the whole city is very worried.