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Chapter 210 Wanghai City

In the sky, King Dahuang's expression suddenly changed as he looked at the thousand-foot-tall demonic shadow rising up.

He had never seen such a huge phantom of a god!

Moreover, isn't this power a bit too strong?

But there is really no immortal aura! How could a true god be so powerful? !
Without any hesitation, he put away the star map, the starry sky dissipated, and the sun appeared again.

He turned around and ran away at full speed, with no intention of fighting at all.

After failing to pass the immortal tribulation last time, he understood one thing: this bullshit about being invincible at the same level is all bullshit!

His immortal tribulation was so strong that it could seriously injure the soul of an initial level true immortal. How could he possibly survive it?
No matter how powerful a true god is, can he be stronger than a true immortal?
Pursuing the so-called invincibility in the same level is simply going against the will of heaven!

If you can’t beat someone of the same level, the worst that can happen is that you can improve your realm and fight back.

Maybe by then I won't even have to do anything myself, as they will be destroyed by that abnormal immortal calamity.

Living long is the real life! Seeking immortality, isn't it just about longevity?

Looking back, he saw that the huge demon shadow had no intention of chasing him, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.

But then, a huge feeling of squeezing came from all directions, continuously compressing his divine phantom body until it was completely pressed back into his body.

As for the eight-sided hammer, it was directly pressed into an object like a pendant, and there was no sign of the power of a real divine weapon.

Then, like a bug in amber, he whirled in the air and crashed to the deck.

Long Can stared in amazement at the helpless King of Great Desolation.

"Cough cough."

Qin Jiang coughed twice, and a trace of blood appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He shook his head. He was still seriously injured and his body could not bear it if he used even a little bit of strength.

Long Can opened his mouth, his eyes a little confused.

"Young friend. Fellow Daoist, hiss~Senior, you..." He couldn't help but speak.

So you still know that you have just been struck by an immortal calamity?
Looking at the eight-sided hammer that looked like a pendant, was this the thing that almost hammered me to death just now?

He was really confused, as if he had seen a huge tree that towered into the sky.

It turns out that this big tree is actually a branch of another super tree.

Then I thought there wouldn’t be a tree bigger than that super tree, but it turned out that this super tree was actually a seedling?

And he is the little bug on the seedling who thinks he is invincible.

Ridiculous, really ridiculous!
The world is so big, he originally thought that the Son of God level characters were already the best among the same level. Even the Son of Tao level existence could not absolutely suppress the Son of God level characters among the same level.

But now it seems that his vision is still too narrow. Is there really such a genius in this world who can absolutely suppress the Son of God level figures?

I guess this senior is comparable to the Daozi level, right?

Even among all the saints of Lingxuan Holy Land, he should be a rare existence once in five thousand years.

I’m afraid he already has the strength to overpower an initial level True Immortal!

"I'm fine, I just made a slight move, it just disturbed my blood, it's nothing serious.

I will leave this person to you. I am going back now. Please do not disturb me unless necessary."

As he spoke, Qin Jiang waved his hands. His qi and blood were indeed a little disordered.

The power of heavenly tribulation in his body has not yet been fully refined, and has achieved a special balance with his own strength.

The slightest use of force would cause this balance to shift, causing a shock to his body.

But the problem is not serious. It will only take three to five days to return to normal.

It will take about a month to fully recover.

By then, his physical body can be regarded as a blessing in disguise, and can be taken to a higher level. "I will follow the order of the senior." Long Can hurriedly bowed and said.

After Qin Jiang left, Lu Yao approached cautiously, "Uncle, are you okay?"

Long Can nodded slightly, "This senior is extremely powerful. I estimate that ordinary True Immortals in the initial stage may not be his opponent. Moreover..."

He looked at the black sword in his hand, which was even stronger than before.

"His weapon refining method is truly incredible. I have never seen such a method before."

If it were a true god, even some masters of weapon arts who were refining true artifacts, they would all bathe, burn incense, adjust their states, and prepare in advance the formations that needed to be copied.

It’s not that there aren’t any weapons that Qin Jiang can casually refine, but they are limited to some secret weapons or the most common divine weapons.

I'm afraid that only those saints of the Dao of Weapons who also practice the Dao of Weapons can easily refine a true divine weapon.

But those people are all Saint Lord-level figures who are involved in the realm of time and can trace back the mistakes made during refining.

Could it be that this senior possesses a Saint Lord-level treasure? And is he also a Saint of the Dao of Weapons?
He shook his head violently, throwing this unrealistic idea out of his mind.

It is possible to obtain a Saint Lord-level treasure, but it is absolutely impossible to obtain a Saint of the Dao of Weapons. That can only be achieved through the accumulation of at least thirty to fifty thousand years.

"Uncle Long, are you okay?"

Hua Junlan walked onto the deck and couldn't help but exclaim when she saw the immobile Great Wilderness King.

"The Great Wild King! Why is he here? Uncle Long, are you so powerful?"

She had been concentrating on controlling the formation just now and had no time to look outside. She only noticed it after she noticed that the stars in the sky had disappeared.

I originally thought that it was King Dahuang who defeated Uncle Long, but I didn't expect it to be like this.

Logically speaking, Uncle Long should not be able to compete with the Great Wilderness King.

As a newly promoted Saint Son-level genius, she was well aware of how powerful Saint Son-level figures were among those of the same level.

If you miss that one step, you will be far away from the target by a huge margin.

"It's that person." Long Can looked towards the main room somewhat awkwardly.

Hua Junlan immediately realized who Long Can was talking about. She couldn't believe it. "Isn't that person seriously injured?"

“He is seriously injured, but even if he is seriously injured, he can easily suppress the Great Wilderness King.” Long Can said weakly.

The Great Wilderness King standing aside also had a somewhat evasive look in his eyes. Fortunately, that person did not kill him, otherwise he would really have to report to the underworld.

It's okay for him to be taken back by the Changsheng Sword Sect. At least his life won't be in danger. It won't be long before the Xingluo Immortal Sect will send someone to redeem him.

This is also the tacit understanding between the major immortal sects and holy places.

Unless a life-and-death battle is started within the sect, even the sect master will have to personally participate in the life-and-death battle.

Otherwise, sect disciples like them with high-level backgrounds would not be in any danger of their lives.

People like him who are almost certain to break through to the level of True Immortal are the most precious treasures among treasures.

"Jun Lan, Xi Jing, please check the soundproofing array near the main room to make sure there are no loopholes."

"Got it Uncle Long, I'll go right away."

The big ship broke through the sea and reached the shore in just one day and night.

In the morning light, a huge black city stands on the shore, with a wild atmosphere, like a strong fortress guarding the city.

Qin Jiang walked onto the deck, breathing in the fresh air. The source energy within a hundred miles was drawn into his body like a whirlpool, and the faint immortal lightning light flowed under his skin.

"What is this place?"

"Senior, this is one of the sacred cities under the rule of our Changsheng Sword Sect. It is called Wanghai City, and there is a true god in charge of it."

(End of this chapter)