Immortal robbery

Chapter 741
The dharma altar floating in the void in front of him shrank rapidly, and was held by Wang Zijia in the palm of his hand, floating slightly.

Countless golden threads swam on it, and the other end plunged into the void, leading to an unknown place.

Zijia's body was filled with silver energy, following the guidance of the silk thread, he took a step forward, and Thunder disappeared like a follower.

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Wang Zijia disappeared suddenly, leaving behind a crowd of people in a daze and bewilderment.

It has only been a moment since Zhu Xinghe appeared, no matter whether it is the low-level monks in the underground or the immortals in the sky, they are all stunned at this moment.

Haven't figured out exactly what happened.

They only knew that two awesome angels suddenly came to find fault.

However, the fight had just started, and the old man who was the most powerful, suddenly had a convulsion and began to flee desperately in the sky.

Obviously Chiyang Immortal Venerable just smiled and waved his hand, but did nothing else.

The awesome old man flashed in the sky as if he had encountered a great terror.

Then after uttering a desperate cry, a ball of blood gushed out of the body, and the person died suddenly, and he had been dead for many years!

And after the ball of blood escaped, the remaining old man in black robe also escaped.

Xianzun didn't seem to intend to let go of the target, so he opened the altar and chased after him.

Everything seemed clear, but it was inexplicably confusing.

That's all for low-level disciples. The immortal is so strong that he can enlighten more than ten immortals. Isn't it easy to drive away two immortals, but the immortals are a little stunned.

"Eh... the two who came just now are really angels?"

"It should be, it's still the existence of the peak of the immortal, didn't you see that they didn't even look at the dozen of us?"

"Then this is the leader?"

"It seems that the lord just cast some small magic at random, right?"

"Isn't it the lord who invited us to perform for us?"

"..."

"It seems to be the ancestor of Xinghe from Xinghe Valley!"

"I checked during this period of time, and it seems that he is a top-level celestial being with the rank of Profound Immortal!"

"What happened just now?"

"Dao Fruit? Is it a battle on the Dao side?"

"Daoguo... our leader wouldn't really be a saint back then!"

"..."

A group of immortals spoke in a daze after Wang Zijia disappeared.

And below, after a short period of silence, the frying pan also exploded. The disciples were discussing excitedly, and their voices boiled back to the sky.

A group of immortals looked at each other, Ding Haiping looked at Bingshuang and said, "What should we do now?"

"Just wait and see if the master needs support."

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On a barren hill in the northern part of Zhenlingyu, the space fluctuated slightly, and a blood-colored light group flew out of it.

The blood-colored light group paused for a moment, and then some spatial treasure was activated, and a corpse emerged, and the blood-colored light group got in without hesitation.

The corpse squirmed quickly, and vitality continued to emerge, but after a few breaths, it became a living person.

And it was as if the corpse had been revived, it was no longer Zhu Xinghe, and without the breath of the blood mass, the complete corpse itself had come back to life.

In other words, as long as there is a corpse, his blood cicada can be anyone.

Therefore, at this moment, the opponent only has the cultivation base of Earth Immortal, and it is the middle stage of Earth Immortal, not even the late stage of Earth Immortal, let alone Heavenly Immortal.

Obviously, the opponent has a very miraculous parasitic characteristic, but because of this, it also loses the possibility of having a strong fighting power on its own.

"Damn it, why did this happen? What kind of tricks did that old fellow Li Shenghong use?"

After the corpse was resurrected, his face was ugly, and he quickly checked himself.

His eyes were bloodshot, and his special powers were forcibly invoked, but he still didn't find any problems.

He was obviously sure that something was wrong with him, but he just couldn't find it.

Just as he was about to use some method to check again, he suddenly stopped, frowning, and his blood pupil eyes swept around.

"Nangong old ghost, come out, it's meaningless."

Xue Chan's bloody eyes finally stopped somewhere, and said indifferently.

Following his words, black smoke fluctuated, and an old man in a black robe: Nangong Shaolian emerged from the void.

It was none other than the veteran who was invited by Zhu Xinghe to help him.

Neither of them acted rashly. After sizing each other up for a moment, Nangong Shaolian suddenly said, "You are not Xinghe monster, who are you?"

"Does who I am have anything to do with you? Let's clear up now?" Xue Chan said.

"Yeah, it's clear." Nangong Shaolian in the black robe was still looking at Xue Chan, his eyes became more and more unscrupulous, "You seem to be in a bad state?"

Xue Chan smiled calmly, and said calmly: "You can try it yourself."

Nangong Shaolian looked at the blood cicada, took a breath, but still didn't make a move, and said:
"During the previous battle, you said that guy had Dao fruit? And you fell into his Dao method, but now you seem to have gotten rid of it? Can you tell me about the method? It will also let me gain insight as an old Taoist."

"Oh! It's up to you..." Xue Chan sneered, just about to say something.

He suddenly shuddered violently, his eyes flickered with blood, and he suddenly looked up.

Not far from the top of the head, densely packed silk threads protruded from the void, entangled directly towards him.

His figure flickered again, but these silk threads were more terrifying than the previous golden light spots, and coupled with his cultivation level, after just a few flickers, he was wrapped around his body by the silk threads.

The next moment, the silk thread entered the body, and that terrifying erosion struck again.

"Damn it, what method did Li Shenghong use, so he can be traced!"

As Xue Chan roared, struggling to no avail, he gritted his teeth again.

Bloody light balls emerged, and the living people fell into corpses again.And the light ball split again, leaving a blood bead, and the big ball disappeared into the void.

And Nangong Shaolian couldn't see the silk thread, so he could only look at Xue Chan in amazement and convulse for no reason.

He guessed that Wang Zijia might be chasing him, but he was afraid that Xue Chan would act and trick him into running away, so he was a little hesitant.

With just such a hesitation, the quick-moving Blood Cicada had once again abandoned the corpse and the vegetative offspring, fled into the void and disappeared.

Then he saw Wang Zijia and Lei Ting suddenly emerge from the spot.

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As soon as Wang Zijia came out, he saw that because of his curse, the blood bead had already been planted.

Obviously, another split.

Reaching out to grab the blood bead, he didn't do anything immediately, but turned his head to look aside.

At this moment, Nangong Shaolian was looking at Wang Zijia in surprise.

"Why, fellow daoist, are you going to stand up for Zhu Xinghe? Fight with this deity?" Wang Zijia didn't intend to fight him, but asked like this.

Hearing this, the tense Nangong boy immediately shook his head, saluted Wang Zijia, and said, "I offended you with today's incident, and I was also deceived by him!"

Wang Zijia looked at each other without saying a word.

The Nangong boy didn't say much anymore, and the decisive flicker disappeared.

Wang Zijia didn't do anything because of it.

Strictly speaking, there is no hatred between him and this person, at least not to the point where he wants to fight the immortal.Emotional and interests are not reached.

Killing an angel is not easy without special circumstances!

Lei Ting is a good example. He prepared so much at the beginning, but in the end it was because of Wang Zijia's early operation of the sixth child that he was able to sneak attack successfully.

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After the opponent disappeared, Wang Zijia looked at the second blood bead split in his hand again.

"Heh, I want to see how many times you can split!"

You know, this is not just like Wang Zijia throwing paper man, simply leaving a substitute.

It's the particularity of the other party's body, which cuts out a part of the source, breaks the connection, and turns it into another complete existence.

It belongs to the operation of abandoning pawns to protect the car, and the price is definitely not small.

During Wang Zijia's words, he raised his hand, and the second blood drop flew into the mini altar in his hand.

In an instant, as the mini altar in Wang Zijiaxu's hand flickered, more threads burst out, rushing into the void like a giant net.

Time and space energy permeated Wang Zijia's body, flickering and disappearing again, followed by Thunder.

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In the south of Lingyu Town, in a wilderness, the blood-colored light group broke out again.

The space treasure fluctuated again, and he took out another coffin, which also contained an earth fairy, but the corpse was not perfect, and there was a big hole in the chest.

No, this time it wasn't a corpse, the other party was a sleeping person who was on the verge of death.

It is estimated that it is the ancestor of the Star River Valley, the cultivation base of the peak of the earth immortal.

The evil cicada aura of the blood-colored light group undulated the outer seal of the coffin first, but before he got in and parasitized it, his whole body froze.

Resolutely put away the things, his body flickered, and disappeared in place.

When it broke through the void again, it was already thousands of miles away, and it fell out of the void in an extremely embarrassing situation.

Behind him, dense golden threads, as if they were alive, were chasing him tightly.

No matter what escape method he uses, the silk thread can catch up with him according to the guidance of the dark, and keep getting closer.

After a while, the bloody light ball was wrapped around the silk thread again.

But this time the erosion was even more exaggerated, twice as fast as last time, and he couldn't move in the blink of an eye.

He used various methods to resist, but he couldn't get rid of it, so he could only delay it a little bit by force.

Xue Chan had no choice but to split another blood bead and turn into another him, and his body flickered and disappeared again.

The silk thread completed the seeding of the new him in an instant, and at the moment when the blood mass disappeared, Wang Zijia had already completed the seeding of the new blood bead, and quickly shuttled over.

The two of them almost left their front and back feet, and passed each other staggered.

"Heh, I can run!"

Wang Zijia didn't have any emotional changes, and raised his hand to throw blood beads into the blood-colored altar in his palm. With the increase of media, the burst of causal threads became more and more exaggerated.

Overwhelmingly rushing towards the void, Wang Zijia disappeared again.

In the wilderness in the east, in the towns in the south, in the no-man's land in the north, and in the mountains in the west of Zhenlingyu, they keep appearing and disappearing...

(End of this chapter)