The Legend of the Great Desolation: I Am the Fortress

Chapter 37: The Shenrong Clan's Visitors (Please Read!)

"Rumble~~~"

Above the sea, bursts of roars resounded throughout the sky.

A handsome young man in black robe was fighting with a black-tusked, white elephant monster that was a hundred feet tall.

"die!"

The handsome young man who performed the magic of heaven and earth held a huge silver spear in his hand, like a dragon, and moved at an extremely fast speed. With one shot, he pierced the eyes of the black-tusked white elephant.

"Mercy... spare my life--" There was a hint of pleading in the eyes of the Black-fanged White Elephant Demon, but his head was pierced by the Cold Shadow Divine Spear, and his entire consciousness became a lot more blurred.

Wow~~~
Lei Zhan's eyes were full of murderous intent. With a thought, countless spear beams swept through and strangled the black-tusked white elephant's head.

In an instant, the only remaining eye of the white elephant demon in the late Wanxiang stage dimmed.

"Hu." Lei Zhan slowly exhaled a breath of foul air, waved his sleeves, and immediately took over the corpse and treasures of the black-tusked, white-elephant monster.

Most of the monsters will refine a part of their body into their life-saving magic weapon, just like the gods and demons who refine their bodies and cultivate immortality will refine a mouthful of gods and demons' blood into a magic weapon.

The pair of black fangs of the sinful black-tusked white elephant demon are the most valuable part of the entire corpse.

"Next." Leizhan had a smile on his face and was in a very good mood.

Fighting can quickly promote the growth of immortal cultivators. During this period, Lei Zhan has fought against immortal cultivators of Wanxiang level several times. He can feel that his understanding of spearmanship is deepening, and this Hongxue spearmanship is very likely to break through the shackles at any time and comprehend the second style.

suddenly.

"Wow~~~"

A burst of space fluctuations came.

"Hmm?" Leizhan's expression changed, and he looked forward suddenly. In the state of law of heaven and earth, the Cold Shadow Divine Spear was adjusted to the optimal position, ready to strike at any time.

"Are you Leizhan? The disciple accepted by the immortal Juhua?" A voice came from the void, the voice was light and had a hint of nonchalantness.

"I became a disciple of the immortal Ju Hua, but I'm only at the Purple Mansion level now..."

Lei Zhan looked towards the place where the space was fluctuating, and saw a young cultivator appear out of thin air. He was wearing an extremely gorgeous white animal skin coat, and his long black hair was flying freely and was casually tied up with a hairband, revealing a somewhat sick face.

"Who are you?" Lei Zhan's heart shuddered. The young man in front of him, who looked a little sick and was wearing animal skin clothes, actually gave him a lingering sense of threat.

"Me?" The madness on the sickly face of the young man in animal skin became even more intense.

"Hahaha!" The young man in animal skin laughed wildly. "Ju Huaxian is indeed a wandering immortal who has lived for millions of years. He has too many enemies. I guess he doesn't even know about a nobody like me."

"This person... is it because of Master?" Lei Zhan pondered. "But Master's enemy... If I'm not mistaken, this person's cultivation is only around the Wanxiang level. To a million-year-old immortal like Master, he's nothing more than an ant that can be destroyed in the blink of an eye..."

The more I thought about it, the more confused I became. But my vigilance was at its highest level.

"Boy, today I will let you die quickly! I am Shen Rong Chong of the Shen Rong clan, and I have come to you today to avenge my brother."

"If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for having a good master!" The young man in animal skin said sternly, and the tone of the word "good" was particularly harsh.

Although Shen Rong Chong cannot provoke the immortal Ju Hua with his strength, his disciple named Lei Zhan is only at the Purple Mansion level, so it is very easy to kill him.

But Shen Rong Chong was not in a hurry. The immortal Ju Hua had caused him to lose his only brother. Now, he was about to let the almighty immortal Ju Hua taste the pain of losing a disciple.

"Shenrong Clan, Shenrong Chong?" Leizhan's expression changed, and he immediately remembered the intelligence Baili Changfeng had given him. Among the three forces that had been purchasing intelligence for many years, one of them was the Shenrong Clan.

"You remember?" Shen Rong Chong's face was grim. "My well-behaved brother died in the Juhua Immortal's trial just for participating in it. He was just an innate being. With the cultivation of my Shen Rong clan, he could at least grow into a Yuanshen Taoist in the future. And he died just like that!"

"Opportunities are precious. Who wouldn't risk their lives if they fought for them? Your brother's death was simply bad luck." Lei Zhan shook his head slightly and sneered, "Is that even worth revenge? Even I narrowly escaped death and only managed to survive."

If he had not happened to awaken his past life memories, he might have fallen directly into that tall and deep bronze corridor.

"Damn it!" Shen Rongchong obviously couldn't listen to any of this. "I only know that my brother failed, and in the end, you got the advantage! You must die! After you die, I will torture your soul for ten thousand years..."

"Torture for ten thousand years? So much nonsense!" Leizhan's eyes were full of cold murderous intent. Although Shen Rong Chong's younger brother died because of participating in the trial, he wanted to take revenge but did not dare to look for his master, the immortal Ju Hua. He simply picked him as a soft persimmon.

"die!"

Lei Zhan's mind moved, and the Hanying Divine Spear in his hand shot out like a dragon, stabbing out fiercely!

"A mere Purple Mansion cultivator, you dare to attack me? You will die today!" Shen Rongchong's face grew even more frantic, his eyes gleaming with golden light. With a sudden roar, his body radiated a dazzling golden light, and he began to grow larger and larger. With a loud bang, he transformed into a giant roughly three stories tall. Even Leizhan, using his Heavenly Transformation Technique, could only reach his waist.

Just as Shen Rongchong was performing the magic of heaven and earth, a black stick as tall as his eyebrows appeared out of thin air on his huge palms.

"boom!"

The black stick suddenly collided with the Cold Shadow Divine Spear, and a loud bang like thunder erupted in the sky.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Under the collision of powerful force, Leizhan couldn't stop retreating continuously, and it took him nearly three hundred feet to stop.

"Laws of Heaven and Earth?" Lei Zhan clenched the spear in his hand, looking from afar at Shen Rong Chong who suddenly grew to a height of eight feet, frowning slightly.

If this Shen Rong Chong was a cultivator who practiced Qi flow, he would not be afraid at all even if everything was perfect.

But if he is also a divine demon who cultivates the body and cultivates immortality, not only is his cultivation higher than his, but his understanding of the laws of heaven and earth is also stronger than his, the fight between the two may be a bit suspenseful.

But after just a moment, Lei Zhan collected his thoughts. The battles between immortal cultivators were extremely dangerous, let alone the battles between fellow gods and demons who had cultivated their bodies. There was no room for distraction.

"So what if he's a divine or demonic body cultivator? So what if he's a law of heaven and earth cultivator? Die!" Leizhan quivered his spear, his eyes brimming with fighting intent. This was his first time fighting a cultivator with a divine or demonic body cultivator since leaving the Water Palace. Even though the other party was extremely powerful, he still had a chance of winning.

"Heh. Just an ant-like struggle!" Shen Rong Chong snorted coldly, with a hint of pleasure in his morbid madness.

Shen Rong Chong moved his body, stepped hard on the clouds under his feet, and suddenly turned into a stream of light flying towards Lei Zhan. The huge black stick in his hand swept over with the power of a mountain collapse and the earth splitting.

This stick seemed to be able to cause mountains to collapse and rivers to stop flowing.

"Die!" Leizhan's eyes blazed with fighting spirit, his heart burning with passion. He held a spear in his hand, dragged backwards, the tip pointing diagonally downwards. An imperceptible, terrifying force coursed through the spear like water.

Magical power - Star-picking hand!

The first move of Hongxue Spear Technique—Rainbow piercing the sun!
A long spear collided with a black stick, and there was a loud "bang", as if the space was torn apart in an instant.

"What?" Shen Rongchong's pupils shrank. An extremely terrifying force was transmitted from the spear. Caught off guard, he was shocked and fell back hundreds of feet in the air. He even felt that he could not hold the long stick in his hand.

"What a magical power, Lei Zhan! What kind of magical power do you have?" Shen Rongchong's sickly eyes were fixed on Lei Zhan, who had also retreated hundreds of feet. How could this spear have such terrifying power? You have to know that it was Lei Zhan who was just blown away!

"Want to know? Go to the underground and accompany your brother. I might be merciful and tell you." Lei Zhan snorted coldly, then rushed towards Shen Rong Chong again.

"Damn it! After your soul has been tortured, let's see if you can still be so tough!" Shen Rong Chong's heart was boiling with murderous intent.

Now the flames of revenge and murderous intent mixed together, as if a chemical reaction had occurred, making him furious.

Today, he, Shen Rong Chong, must make this Lei Zhan die and his soul be tortured for billions of years.

"boom!"

"Boom!" "Boom!"

Lei Zhan's spear was as fast as lightning, sweeping out one after another, and countless spear beams completely covered the Shen Rong Chong in front of him.

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!" Shen Rongchong was extremely shocked by the violent collision. At this moment, he was actually at a disadvantage.

"What kind of explosive power is this! I am a cultivator in the late stage of the God and Demon Body Refining Myriad Aspects, and I can't defeat a Purple Mansion cultivator in such a short time!"

"Die!" Shen Rong Chong roared, and his body, which was as tall as three stories, shook, and suddenly two more heads and four arms appeared. At the same time, the four arms held two huge black sticks.

"Mystical power—three heads and six arms!"

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Diary of a Flopped Author

Someone mentioned the thrill... that's definitely my weak spot. The early plot, aside from the sheer volume of power, seemed a bit bland. I've been so absorbed in writing that I've felt a bit blinded.

Once I know the problem, I will naturally start to change it! If you have any questions, please tell me and I will consider it as appropriate.

I'll adjust to the more exciting things. It's boring and dull all the time, and it's not fun to watch! Sorry, brothers! I'll try my best!

Thanks to the book anyway for the 500 Qidian coins reward.

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