As soon as the woman in black appeared on the scene, she first fed the Rakshasa Walker and the Staff Walker each an elixir, then jumped forward and fought with Yanzhen Divine Monk without fear.
Facing Yanzhen Divine Monk, who was still ahead of Luo Qingfeng in Dianjiangjing ranking, not only did she not fall behind, she actually suppressed him somewhat.
When did such a character appear in Hell Valley?
There was a rare hint of shock and confusion in the eyes of the always kind-hearted and smiling Yanzhen Divine Monk. Facing this graceful woman in black, he actually felt unprecedented pressure.
The strength of the two people was terrifying. When they fought, they fought directly from the sea to the clouds, with thunder and fire from the sky, and the momentum was terrifying.
"It turns out that Hell Valley hides such a master."
Yanru Divine Monk looked at the horizon in the direction where the two masters had disappeared, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and murmured to himself, "No wonder you dare to kill Junior Brother Yanhai. It seems that you have already planned it."
"fart!"
Although he spoke softly, he was still heard by the staff-wielding man. The irritable man suddenly became furious and shouted sternly, "It's obvious that you killed brother Xihua first, but you are still beating him here and talking lies. , with such a virtue, he actually dares to call himself a disciple of Buddhism, which makes people laugh out loud!"
"You're just evil, how dare you insult my senior brother!"
The flaming divine monk was furious. He raised his right arm high, and the blazing flames condensed in the palm of his hand. In an instant, it turned into a violent spiritual spear, and he threw it at the staff-wielding walker. He shouted loudly, "Karma Fire Divine Spear!"
"Bald Donkey, I'm afraid of you!"
The man holding the staff also had a bad temper. He was not willing to give in when provoked. The muscles in his right hand bulged rapidly. He raised the lion head staff high and smashed it towards the flame spear. It was so powerful and powerful that it was shocking. I was frightened and amazed.
Seeing that the terrifying spiritual skills of both sides were about to collide, a white shadow suddenly flashed in the sky, and then, for some unknown reason, a slender figure appeared between the Fire God Spear and the Lion Head Staff.
The expressions of both the flaming priest and the staff-wielding monk changed. However, their moves were already worn out and they were unable to stop. They had no choice but to let their spiritual skills continue to attack the intruder.
The man in white was attacked from both sides, but he still stood quietly in the air. He didn't seem to have any thoughts of evading. Instead, he raised his head and slowly raised his arms to his sides, assuming a coquettish posture embracing nature.
I thought that this person was going to die under the fierce attack of the two masters, but unexpectedly, the next scene was beyond everyone's expectations.
"boom!"
The seemingly menacing stick of the walker turned around inexplicably and hit his shoulder firmly, causing a deafening impact sound.
"boom!"
The flame divine spear, which was as fast as lightning and as powerful as a rainbow, seemed to suddenly have its own consciousness. Turning around suddenly, it actually turned back the way it came and went straight to the chest of the flame monk, even faster than before.
Yan Xing could not have expected this. By the time he reacted, the flame spirit gun was already within reach. He was in a hurry and panicked. He retreated backwards while instinctively dodging sideways.
After all, his move was a long-range attack. He had a little more reaction time than the stick walker. After all, he didn't let his spiritual skills pierce his chest. However, he was also passed by the flame gun, and his right sleeve was instantly burned to ashes. The outside of the elbow was even burnt black, and you could even faintly smell the smell of barbecue.
"who!"
The Yanru Divine Monk and the Rakshasa Walker were taken aback, and said that reinforcements were coming from the other side. They rushed forward and protected their teammates tightly.
"It's you!"
On the contrary, the injured staff-wielding walker and the flaming divine monk both changed their expressions when they saw the face of the visitor clearly, and exclaimed at the same time.
"You know him?"
The Rakshasa Walker glanced sideways at the Staff Walker and asked curiously.
"He is the boy I told you about."
Recalling his past experiences, the leader of the walker replied bitterly, "He is a traitor to the beasts of Zi Zi Tian who are enemies of our human camp!"
"It turns out to be him!"
On the other side, after listening to Yan Xing's explanation, the Yanru Divine Monk had a look of surprise on his face, "Why did this human traitor appear in the Psychic Sea?"
Needless to say, the man in white who suddenly appeared was Zhong Wen who had just taken over the City of Two Realms.
Just now, it was he who deflected the attacks of the staff-wielding walker and the flaming monk with one move, causing the two masters to suffer the consequences and both were injured.
Facing the notorious "traitor of the human race", both the two great practitioners from Hell Valley and the two divine monks from the Flame Buddha Kingdom looked solemn and did not hide the wariness and hostility in their eyes.
"This is the psychic sea."
Under the stares of the four masters, Zhong Wen's face remained calm, without any trace of nervousness. He just said lightly, "If you want to fight, go back to your own territory and fight. Don't be an eyesore here!"
"Brat!"
The stick walker was furious when he heard this and cursed, "Aren't you from Zi Zi Tian? I love fighting in the psychic sea. Is it none of your business?"
"Why, is there so little information about Hell Valley?"
Zhong Wen glanced at him disdainfully, "Haven't you heard that Zi Zaitian has formed an alliance with the Tongling Sea. From then on, we advance and retreat together, watching and helping each other. I am here to help Shijue Palace, so get out of here!"
When he said the last four words, his voice suddenly became a little louder, and it already had a hint of murderous intent. The air flow around him surged, the space vibrated, and the momentum was truly terrifying.
They really formed an alliance!
The two great monks Yan Ruyanxing looked at each other and read a hint of shock and disbelief in each other's eyes.
You must know that in the thirteen domains of the original land, Zi Zaitian and the psychic sea are notoriously difficult to deal with. The drama of the conflict even exceeds that of the old enemies of the Golden Clan and the Silver Clan. It does not make sense to say that their hatred is as deep as the sea. Pass.
Therefore, after learning about the alliance between the two parties, many people doubted the authenticity of the news.
Until this moment when this mysterious young man from Zizaitian personally admitted that Yan Ru, Rakshasa Walker and others had to lament that things are impermanent. After living for a long time, they can encounter all kinds of strange things.
"You want me to get out?"
The stick walker has an impulsive personality. Once he gets angry, he will immediately become passionate. He even forgets about the losses he suffered at the hands of Zhong Wen. He roars and rushes to fight with him, "Then let's see if you have this ability!" "
"You are really a good example of someone who has healed his scars and forgotten the pain." Zhong Wen looked at the walker with the staff coming towards him, couldn't help but shook his head and sighed softly.
As he spoke, mysterious lines of bright light suddenly appeared on his body. Looking from a distance, the whole person was dazzling, like a huge light bulb, blinding people.
"Dang!"
The heavy lion-head staff fell on Zhong Wen's shoulder, and a loud sound of gold and iron collided, as if it had hit a copper wall.
The imagined scene of Zhong Wen being smashed to pieces and with flesh and blood flying everywhere did not appear.
After receiving such a violent blow in the front, he actually still had a smile on his face, and he stood still, motionless, as if he had just been bitten by a mosquito and did not feel any pain at all.
"puff!"
On the contrary, the left shoulder of the man holding the stick suddenly sunk in. Even through the hood, you could clearly hear the sound of him spitting out blood. His strong body turned into a shadow and flew backwards with a "pop" sound. Falling into the sea, I don't know whether I will live or die.
What method is this?
Seeing that Zhong Wen could not move his hands or lift his feet, the man holding the staff was seriously injured. The other three people all turned pale in shock. They simultaneously released powerful soul-phase auras from their bodies and pressed hard towards Zhong Wen.
Facing this mysterious and powerful man who suddenly entered, Hell Valley and Yanguang Buddha Kingdom were both on the verge of formidable enemies, but they unknowingly stood on the same front, forgetting to fight with each other.
"Brother, be careful."
Yanxing stared at the bright light patterns on Zhongwen's body, recalling what Zi Zaitian had seen and heard in his mind, and reminded the sacred monk Yanru beside him in a deep voice, "This person's origins are very strange, and he seems to have very powerful powers." You must be on guard against the mysterious secrets."
"Is there any secret magic?"
The white robe of the flaming divine monk fluttered, and his handsome face suddenly emitted a gleaming light. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, "What a coincidence, let the poor monk see what is so extraordinary about this demon's spiritual power!"
"Ananda, this hell is filled with hungry ghosts and beasts..."
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly clasped his palms together, half-closed his eyes, and began to recite Buddhist scriptures with plausibility in his mouth, "...therefore, gods, ghosts, gods, demons, spies and goblins, come to trouble you during the samadhi period. You, although those demons are very angry, in your wonderful consciousness, like the wind blowing light, like a knife cutting water..."
The Yanru divine monk was born with delicate features, red lips and white teeth. He was clearly a man, but his appearance was better than most women in the world. Once he started to recite scriptures, his whole body would emit a holy light, as if a god came to the world or the Buddha appeared. People unconsciously have the desire to worship.
Just as he was chanting sutras, Zhong Wen felt powerful soul pressures coming from nowhere, covering him fiercely, like Mount Tai pressing down on him, or like turbulent waves, magnificent, continuous, and faint. Somewhat dizzy.
"good."
Fortunately, his soul power had reached an exaggerated level, and he adapted to the terrifying scripture offensive of Yanru Divine Monk in the blink of an eye. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, but he sighed in admiration, and then he closed and opened his eyes, and suddenly burst out of his body. Incomparably bright and holy light.
The light of the protoss gem!
With the blessing of the gem's aura, the mental attack of Yanru Divine Monk suddenly became so small and ridiculous that it could no longer have even the slightest impact on him.
"Soul Thorn!"
Zhong Wen squinted his eyes, looked at the handsome face of Yanru Divine Monk with a smile, and uttered two words in an understatement.
