The Huaiyun Cave is so vast that it is much larger than the size of an ordinary sect. As Wang Fangjing and others fled inside, they could see the lights all around, heading towards the palaces and palaces.
But at the moment, no one has entered the main hall of the underground palace, and fighting has begun. It seems that there is no end to the fighting. Maybe it is a bottle of elixir, or just because of a herb, there are many monks fighting.
You can know what kind of purgatory scene it will be like once you enter the main hall.
"Fellow Taoist!" Chen Chaosheng's eyes moved slightly, and his eyebrows were pressed down, "There seems to be something wrong in the front."
Wang Fangjing said a deep "hmm" and his expression was much more solemn than before.
Arriving here, there were fewer and fewer monks fighting with each other. Most of the Zu Guang who appeared around them were heading in the same direction. They were running in the opposite direction to Wang Fangjing and his group, as if they were in a hurry to run for their lives. His expression was panicked and his eyes were trembling!
"Someone is taking action from the front." Chen Wanjun pursed her lips lightly, but her tone was very firm.
She thought, and both sides of the fight were quite powerful. Once they started fighting, it would definitely affect the people nearby. These monks thought they were invincible, so they fled in all directions, which caused such a large number of people. The monks were scrambling to escape, and those two people... must have been extremely terrifying!
From what she saw, among the True Infant monks who entered the underground palace this time, Zhao Chun should be the most powerful. Now the direction pointed by the magical power is in front. If one of them is Zhao Chun...then the other one Who could be the person who could compete with her?
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The billowing smoke clouds flowed in all directions. Wang Fuxun wanted to trap Zhao Chun in it in this way, and then used his strong true energy to suppress him to death!
However, the reality was not what she expected. As soon as Zhao Chunfu got close, he smashed the real energy outside her body with a palm, then raised his big hand to grab her, but he made her dare not move under his palm!
Wang Fuxun believed that Zhao Chun also had a way to save her life, which would allow her to improve her level in a short period of time so that she could fight with herself. In fact, this guess could not be considered wrong.
The only difference lies in the source of their power.
The strange blood that Wang Fengyan gave her strengthened the power of the true essence in the body. Once this thing was integrated into the body, the suddenly stimulated true essence would completely destroy Wang Fuxun's foundation. Just like what she was doing now, her Dantian meridians would be blasted. The collision shattered. She is not the master of this power, but the body that carries the power. When she is exhausted, the body will be shattered.
For Zhao Chun, the will of Tao left by Hai Qing actually raised her level above the avenue, pushing open a crack in the door that separated the true infant and the external form. Through this crack, Zhao Chunshi can briefly observe and touch the power that truly belongs to the upper realm. At the same time, the hands pushing the door were Zhao Shun herself, and the size of the crack in the door also depended on her.
They all used different methods to borrow a higher level of power. But when these two seemingly indistinguishable forces collide, the gap will immediately appear. Without the prerequisite of the level of the avenue, Wang Fuxun, who has only the power of true energy, is like a hollow straw, and will be torn apart quickly. destroy.
Zhao Shun raised his big hand and pressed down. The will of Tao that originally belonged to Hai Qing gradually merged with her spiritual thoughts. The blended Tao of the True Yang and the Tao of the Great Sun were indistinguishable, causing Wang Fuxun's eyes to crack. Next, even through Zhao Shun, I could vaguely glimpse the grace of the master of Zhen Yang Cave Heaven!
It was not magic power or magical power, but the level of the great avenue that completely suppressed her, causing her soul to shrink within the sea of consciousness and not dare to move for even a moment. She was also unable to draw the true energy flowing through her body, using it to use various means to defend herself against the enemy. !
"ah!"
The out-of-control true energy began to break through the flesh and blood body in order to seek relief from the outside. Wang Fuxun was covered in blood, and it was almost difficult to see her human form. The true energy was destroying her body inch by inch, but the alien blood was pulling back the lost flesh and blood piece by piece. She endured unspeakable torture, and her eyes kept rolling in her eye sockets.
Finally, a sharp sword light flew from the original place. Wang Fuxun couldn't tell whether it was pain or joy. She laughed twice, then slammed into the big hand of Zhenyuan, and shouted in a horrified voice:
"Brother, save me!"
The sun's true essence is extremely strong, and after Zhao Shun unlocks the true Yang mark, it is enough to wipe out a true infant dharma body in an instant, not to mention Wang Fuxun's ordinary body.
When Wang Fangjing and others escaped, they could only see Wang Fuxun being wrapped in a red flame. She died in an instant, leaving only the sound of shouts floating in her ears...
"Zhao Chun, you actually killed your fellow disciples!"
His breath tightened, but he did not dare to step forward rashly. He and Wang Fu and the others took off their shields, gritted their teeth and looked at the people in front of them.
The flying sword went around and around, and finally fell into the hands of Zhao Shun. The latter lowered his eyes and stared at the thing in his palm, but suddenly laughed and said: "I see."
She clenched her right hand and actually pinched the flying sword in half. Hearing the crisp snapping sound, everyone couldn't help but feel chills running down their spines!
"Zhao Chun!" Seeing that she didn't answer, Wang Fangjing became even more angry, and then asked, "You killed my clan sister today, and all of your fellow disciples are witnesses. Even if you are the direct descendant of Dongxu, you will definitely give me, King Changwu." An explanation!"
Zhaoyan has an ironclad law. Disciples have no reason to kill their fellow disciples and should be punished with severe punishment. However, this rule has limitations, that is, killing a fellow sect within the mountain gate will be considered a serious crime. After leaving the mountain gate, all fights should be considered as one's own. Even if they are fighting with fellow sects, there is no need to show mercy. .
Therefore, when fighting with fellow sects outside, what you worry about is not the sect's laws, but revenge!
Because the forces in the sect are so intertwined, even if the disciples intend to attack fellow sect members, they often dare not act openly and openly. For example, when Zhao Chun killed Wang Fuxun, the death of the latter was a small matter, but the damage to the Wang family's prestige was a big deal!
"Two fellow Taoists!" The person who spoke this time was Chen Wanjun, who had been standing behind everyone. The shock in her eyes was still there, and she was also extremely surprised by this situation. "There may be some misunderstanding here. Fellow Daoist Zhao and I are considered acquaintances, and I know who she is, so she must have her own reasons for doing this."
"What's the reason?" Wang Fangjing shouted angrily, his voice getting louder and louder, "With Fuxun's strength and temperament, would he take the initiative to fight with her!?"
Chen Wanjun was about to argue again, but was stopped by her brother beside her, who said in a deep voice: "We saw Zhao Chun murdering people with our own eyes, and we should ask for an explanation for our fellow disciples. Don't act out of emotion."
Zhao Shun watched the arguments among several people with cold eyes, then silently looked away, looking at Wang Fu who never said a word with a half-smile.
Her face was as white as paper, and sweat poured down her forehead. She only murmured in a low voice: "Elder... is... elder."
Suddenly, the voices of several people suddenly stopped, and they saw Wang Fu's head rising into the sky, and the eyes on his face seemed to be spinning in fear!
(End of chapter)
