Tian Yuan Xian Ji

Chapter 525
In front of Broken Ridge Mountain Square City, a ray of light fell, revealing the figure of a thin man with piercing eyes, it was Wang Zhongxuan.

With a wave of his hand, the talisman disappeared into the light curtain. After a while, the light curtain melted a gap, Wang Zhongxuan's figure flashed, entered the inner room, and went straight to a majestic and majestic palace in the northwest corner.

"Wang Daoyou, stop here, let me report." A man guarding in front of the hall said.

"I'm sorry to bother you, Fellow Daoist," Wang Zhongxuan said.

The man entered the hall, and came back after a while and said, "Master Wu invites you to enter."

Wang Zhongxuan entered the inner room, and bowed to the man with a tiger body and a wolf waist on the main seat: "Junior pays homage to Senior Wu."

Wu Zixing said: "Friend Wang Daoist, please sit down, I have already sent someone to invite Manager Xu, who is in charge of finance, and he will be here later."

Wang Zhongxuan took his seat according to his words: "Thank you, senior."

About tea time, a man with big ears walked in from the outside, and bowed to Wu Zixing, who was seated in charge: "Master Wu."

"You fetch the spirit stones stored in our chamber of commerce by the Wang family!"

The man surnamed Xu turned his left hand, took out a storage bag and a piece of paper and handed it to Wang Zhongxuan: "According to the request of fellow Taoists, we have taken [-] spirit stones from the account. This is the proof, please tell me Friends look over."

Wang Zhongxuan took the storage bag, and went inside to check with his spiritual sense. Twenty top-grade spirit stones were neatly arranged. He nodded, signed and marked the article, and handed it back to the man.

The man said: "According to the regulations of the chamber of commerce, we have automatically deducted the transportation fee of five thousand spirit stones from the account of fellow daoists."

"I'm bothering you all, and I'm leaving." Wang Zhongxuan got up and left the hall, and left Fangshi straight away, disappearing into light.

After walking for less than a quarter of an hour, Wang Zhongxuan frowned when he saw a ray of light chasing him from behind. He had already noticed that someone was following him.

He changed his direction and headed towards the northeast, the light behind him was still hot on his heels.

Seeing that the two were getting closer, Wang Zhongxuan turned around and shouted: "Who are you, fellow Taoist? Why do you keep chasing after me?"

Tang Ning flipped his hands over, and the magic wand rose in the wind, with a burst of light, and struck down in the air.

Wang Zhongxuan let out a cold snort, and pulled out a blue three-foot-long knife in his hand, which grew to a size of forty or fifty feet, and faced the crouching wand.

The swords and sticks hit each other, the light intertwined, and the light of the crouching wand shrank suddenly.

This cyan long knife is a top-grade spiritual weapon, but the magic wand is no more than a top-grade spiritual weapon. With Wang Zhongxuan's late stage foundation cultivation and full force, under such a head-to-head encounter, the magic wand is naturally no match.

The saber and stick hit each other frequently, and the magic wand shook endlessly.

Seeing this, Tang Ning slapped the spirit animal bag, and a white shadow flashed out. The little white snake swelled up against the wind, and turned into a size of more than ten feet.

When Wang Zhongxuan saw the little white snake, his pupils shrank suddenly. He looked at Tangning and blurted out, "It's you."

After saying that, he made a move, and the cyan long knife shot back backwards, and the whole person turned into a ray of light and fled to the rear.

Tang Ning knew that it must be the little white snake who exposed her identity. When the little white snake was promoted, two children from the Wang family passed by and witnessed the phenomenon of the little white snake's promotion. prestige.

When Wang Zhongxuan saw the little white snake, he could naturally deduce his identity. Tangning didn't hide her clumsiness anymore, her whole body was filled with golden brilliance, and she was shining with golden light. She chased after Wang Zhongxuan.

The two of them chased and fled, they could only travel several miles, the little white snake finally got a little faster, caught up with Wang Zhongxuan in a blink of an eye, and swept towards him with its long tail.

Wang Zhongxuan sent his long sabers to meet each other, under the two strikes, there was a sound of metal and stone colliding, and the blue long saber cut on the scales of the little white snake, sparking a series of tiny sparks.

The little white snake's long tail swept across, and its body hit the green knife. There were continuous bangs and bangs. The two frequently struck each other, and the blue long knife shook slightly.

At that time, Tang Ning chased up to him, and he struck down with his magic wand in the air. His whole body was shining golden, and he punched out with both fists.

The cyan long knife was attacked by three sides, the light shrank suddenly, and it shook violently.

Seeing this, Wang Zhongxuan's complexion changed slightly, his hands formed seals, and the brilliance surged behind him, and a huge roc phantom appeared.

Wang Zhongxuan spat out a mouthful of blood, the phantom gradually solidified, and the golden light between his eyebrows flashed, and Wang Zhongxuan was sucked into his body by the golden light between his eyebrows like a paper man.

After Dapeng inhaled Wang Zhongxuan, his figure completely materialized, but he suddenly opened his eyes, staring at Tangning with sharp eyes like knives.

Dapeng's wings trembled, and its body, which was several tens of feet in size, flashed. In the blink of an eye, it reached Tangning's figure. A pair of sharp claws, several feet in size, gleamed coldly in the sunlight, like sharp swords, and grabbed him.

Tang Ning's body was filled with golden brilliance, and his whole body was shining with golden light, like a heavenly soldier descending from the earth, he punched out with both fists, facing Dapeng's claws.

There was a sound of bang bang, like steel hitting a bronze bell. In an instant, Tangning threw out dozens of punches, striking Dapeng's claws.

His arms were trembling uncontrollably, Dapeng let out a long and sharp howl, and the rolling sound wave went straight towards his Niwan Palace. Tangning's eyes were fixed, a light flashed between his brows, his divine sense turned into a sword, and he went forward relentlessly, smashing the rolling sound wave instantly.

Guanghua reached Dapeng's forehead, and inside his body, a tall and thin man was sitting upright. It was Wang Zhongxuan.

The brilliance pierced Dapeng's forehead like a sword, and hit the figure sitting cross-legged.

Wang Zhongxuan opened his eyes suddenly, opened his mouth wide, and a billow of spiritual power gushed out from his mouth.

The spiritual power is like ripples spreading in the water waves, rippling up and down in circles.

The sword transformed by Tang Ning's spiritual consciousness didn't last long with the rippling sound wave, the sword body was broken inch by inch, and the sound wave shattered like a collapsing high platform.

It never occurred to Wang Zhongxuan that he was also proficient in spiritual attack methods, and Tang Ning's spiritual power could not defeat him.

After the sword was transformed by the consciousness, Tangning's consciousness fell into chaos, and she stood still in place.

A golden light flashed between the brows of the roc, and Wang Zhongxuan got out of it, but saw that his face was extremely pale, with blood on the corner of his mouth, and the roc behind him gradually changed from reality to emptiness, and disappeared into the air.

At this time, the cyan long knife fell to the ground under the attack of the little white snake.

Wang Zhongxuan made a seal with his hands, and in an instant, the sky was dark and a huge black disc was condensed.

A dozen or so thick black chains shot out from the disc, wrapping around the little white snake's body, binding it in the blink of an eye.

Dozens of thick black chains wrapped around the body of the little white snake, tightening its body tighter and tighter. The black runes in the chains were densely covered, flowing like ants, moving towards the little white snake.

Wang Zhongxuan flipped his left hand over, took out a black mace, swelled in the wind, and turned into a size of twenty or thirty feet, and hit Tang Ning.

With a loud bang, the mace hit Tang Ning's head like a piece of steel. There was a sound of gold and stone. Under the heavy blow, Tang Ning's whole body fell to the ground like a cannonball.

Wang Zhongxuan was startled when he saw this. Although his mace was not as good as the blue long knife, it was a high-grade spiritual weapon. Now that he was hit on the head, he was unharmed. One can imagine the toughness of his body.

It's a pity that I can't use the Dapeng Bolong technique now, otherwise I will become one with the Dapeng, and I can tear it into pieces with the help of the Dapeng's physical strength.

On the other side, all the black runes on the dozens of iron chains had been transferred to the little white snake, and those runes densely covered the little white snake's body like nails, nailing it in place so that it could not move.

The little white snake opened its mouth and spewed out a cloud of gray gas, enveloping its body. After a while, there was a click sound, dozens of black chains were broken inch by inch, and the little white snake jumped out of the gray mist.

Wang Zhongxuan's complexion changed drastically, he protected himself with a mace, and fled backwards.

The mace was wrapped around the huge body of the little white snake, and it opened its mouth wide, revealing ferocious fangs. Two slender sharp teeth were biting on the mace, but black silk threads could be seen spreading from the two fangs of the little white snake. Get out and head for the mace cage.

In the blink of an eye, the mace was already covered with dense black silk lines, like brand marks.

The light of the mace was fully absorbed, and it fell straight down from high altitude. Wang Zhongxuan's face was ashen. He felt that the lines covered with black silk threads completely sealed the spiritual power of the mace, and no matter how he instilled spiritual power, it had no effect. Completely lost contact with it.

The moment the mace fell, the gray mist around the little white snake spewed out, covering its whole body.

Wang Zhongxuan's liver and gallbladder were torn apart, he turned pale with shock, he pulled out the white jade bottle to protect himself, and fled forward crazily, the surroundings were dark, he couldn't see his fingers, and there was gray mist everywhere, which even his spiritual sense could not penetrate, he could no longer tell the difference. Qingdong, southeast, northwest, just flying forward for a while, hoping to fly out of the end of this dark world.

After a while, there was only a clicking sound, the white jade bottle shattered, and gray mist poured into his body, absorbing all his flesh and blood in an instant, leaving only a white bone, which fell from a high altitude.

The gray mist surged for a while, as if it was chewing flesh and blood, the little white snake opened its mouth again and inhaled, and the gray mist poured into its body.

After an unknown amount of time, Tangning regained her senses and saw Wang Zhongxuan's body falling down.

He was in a daze, straightened up from the light, came to the side of the little white snake, and with one hand, he put Wang Zhongxuan's clothes on the waist storage bag and took it into his hand.

The little white snake shook its head and tail around him, as if asking for credit.

Tangning stroked its head, made a seal in her hand, and burned Wang Zhongxuan's clothes and bones. Seeing the blue long knife and mace fall to the ground not far away, his figure flashed and fell down.

The blue long sword had been broken into several pieces, he sighed in his heart, it was a pity that he had lost a top-grade spiritual weapon.

The mace was already covered with dense black silk threads. Tangning was about to pick it up, but with one move, his spiritual power was like a stone sinking into the ocean, and he couldn't stop it.

Slightly startled, he picked up the mace, and as soon as his hand touched it, it tore apart and scattered all over the ground.

(End of this chapter)