The fat man is in the early stage of real life, and the skinny monk is in the late stage of real life. With his current cultivation level, he cannot capture the two of them with just a wave of his hand.
His mind moved slightly, and the statue of the god behind him turned into a sky full of crystal sand, quickly wrapping around the tall and thin man.
The five ghost talismans also flew out in time and entangled with him. They didn't want anything else but to delay the other party.
Then the blood jade book appeared next to Wang Zijia. Wang Zijia looked at the short and fat man who was quickly escaping far away, his eyes slightly cold.
From the blood jade book, ten spirit-sealing pages flew out in one breath, each with dozens of spears drawn on them.
They are all extremely powerful spells that he has encapsulated in his spare time. Each page is comparable to a full blow from a real peak monk!
'Bump! '
As the pages of the book exploded, hundreds of spears appeared in the sky in the blink of an eye.
The powerful pressure of the spell and the fatal lock caused the face of the escaping short and fat man to change drastically, and his aura surged throughout his body.
"go!"
It's a long story, but it only lasts a breath.
I saw spears and spears all over the sky, like falling meteors, dragging their tail flames and flying towards the short and fat man. They were extremely fast and caught up with him first.
The huge movement shocked countless people around.
"Boom!"
Under the constant bombardment of spears and spears, blood suddenly flashed on the man's body.
A piece of pitch-black wolf skin was left on the spot, and the main body suddenly appeared several miles away.
Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, more spears and spears flashed after him, drowning him in his horror.
He only had time to put up his defense in fear.
As the spears and spears continued to explode, it was difficult to resist.
For a moment, the spear was exhausted. When he thought he had finally survived, he was surrounded by crystal fragments exploding all over the sky behind the spear. The explosive and terrifying power in it made his scalp numb.
"No!"
"Boom!"
The dense superimposed explosions completely swallowed him up.
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"what happened?"
"Is the sky falling?"
"Look, it's Jingchan Mountain!"
"It's the immortals on Jingchan Mountain who are fighting!"
"Have the immortals of the Demon Suppressing Sect discovered any other great demon?"
At the foot of the mountain, countless mortals were startled by the silence. They subconsciously raised their heads one by one. What they saw was the rainbow light filling the sky and the continuous explosions.
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On the other side, Wang Zijia used ten spiritual sealing techniques with peak real-life attacks in one breath and ignored the fat man.
He focused his attention on the tall and skinny man again.
After only two breaths of delay, the tall and skinny man was almost free from the sea of sand formed by the statue, and ignored the five ghosts who were chasing him in an attempt to escape.
After all, it's just a statue of a distraction statue. Being able to block it for a moment is already a good reason to raise it.
A stream of light suddenly appeared on Wang Zijia's body. The moment the tall and skinny man escaped from the sea of crystal sand, he stopped in front of him. Five ghosts surrounded him, surrounding him.
As the mana surged, the book in his hand flipped again, and pages flew out.
But something happened that caught Wang Zijia off guard. As a real late-stage monk, faced with Wang Zijia's interception, he didn't even have the intention to test Wang Zijia's reality.
In other words, Wang Zijia effortlessly took down the short and fat man and blew him up until his life or death was unknown. This made him completely sure that Wang Zijia was an invincible boss, so he saw Wang Zijia blocking the way.
As soon as he gritted his teeth, his body's aura exploded.
"This is..." Wang Zijia looked at the familiar scene and thought of Guiyang's self-destruction. He paused for a moment, and then roared loudly, "You dare!"
"Boom!"
In response to him, the tall and thin man's body swelled up like a balloon.
The next moment, there was a huge explosion. Along with the explosion, there was a stream of pollution all over the sky, spreading in all directions.
All his power, everything, exploded into all kinds of evil species.
The demon-suppressing disciples all over the mountains and plains, as well as the ordinary towns built at the foot of the mountains, are all within its coverage.
Seeing this, Wang Zijia's whole body's magic power surged.
"Seal Chapter: Spiritual Light Seal Technique!"
Countless runes jumped out of the void, and a huge spiritual light cage hemisphere, like an alms bowl, was covering the place where it exploded. There was also a similar hemispheric alms bowl below, lifted up.
"clang!"
When the two hemispheres came together, there was a huge impact sound.
"Bump!"
Most of the polluted evil species were trapped in the alms bowl before they could turn into flowing light and spread.
In the rune sphere formed by the sealed spiritual light, the collisions from all directions finally turned into a wriggling flesh and blood between flesh and pure energy.
But there are also quite a few parts that are scattered around.
The tall, skinny man disappeared without a trace.
Wang Zijia sensed it carefully for a moment, but could not sense the other party's soul. It seemed that it was completely blown away.
But such a being, who can self-destruct so decisively, obviously has certain means to save his life, and can ensure his life in the hands of a real god.
Not to mention Wang Zijia, who has a lower cultivation level than him!
He fought the opponent, and with the addition of the five ghosts, he should have no problem winning. However, the opponent wanted to run away and used such decisive methods. It was obvious that Wang Zijia could not catch the opponent's tail.
"Ho ho ho!"
"ah!"
There was no time to continue exploring or pursuing, as the crowd below had already begun to have problems.
It's okay on the mountain. At least they are all innate warriors, and their resistance is not bad. At least they won't completely change in an instant, and at most they will go crazy.
But the city below the mountain suddenly became chaotic.
Wang Zijia's mind first moved, and the more than a thousand human skin clones he had created before began to flicker in the sea of consciousness of the demon-suppressing disciples, exchanging pollution like a machine.
And Wang Zijia floated to the sky above the town.
"The Immortal is coming!"
"It's Wang Daozi, Wang Zhenxian!"
"I beg you, Immortal, please save my son, he is only sixteen!"
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Below, the people who were looking at the sky and watching the battle between gods and gods a moment ago were now in chaos.
The arrival of Wang Zijia gave many people hope and began to kowtow continuously.
Wang Zijia had a dark face and raised his hand.
During the magic gathering period, people who caused pollution and chaos were arrested one by one.
If you haven't yet transformed, you can plant a demon queen and quickly redeem the pollution. If you are completely transformed, you can only kill them with a wave of your hand.
After quickly suppressing the turmoil, Wang Zijia's eyes soared with aura, and his thoughts turned into material consciousness. He scanned every inch of the city like a radar, picking out the polluters in the latent period one by one.
As a person who has personally experienced Wanyu Immortal City, he does not want to do it again in this Demon Suppressing City because of him.
"Thank you, Immortal!"
"Thank you, Immortal Wang!"
"Immortal Wang is a living Bodhisattva!"
"······"
He quickly eliminated the riot and calmed down the people in the city below, and kowtowed to Wang Zijia one by one.
Wang Zijia paid no attention to it and ducked to the suburbs a few miles away, where the short and fat man was in the explosion crater.
At this moment, the surrounding flames were burning, burning the surrounding soil until it turned into lava.
Like the center of a meteor crater, there was no body left of the short, fat man.
There was only a top-grade spiritual weapon like a wolf skull left on the spot, and a ball of newly-precipitated tainted inheritance.
The two are already entangled at the moment. If they wait for a while, they will probably merge together and become a richly polluted inheritance artifact.
Wang Zijia raised his hand to prevent the two from further changes, and separated them and detained them.
Back to the top of the mountain again.
"Meet the Patriarch!"
"I've met the ancestor!"
"······"
All the disciples who had returned to normal knelt down and saluted Wang Zijia.
Wang Zijia waved his hand and said: "Send someone to the city below the mountain to stabilize order. As for the other disciples, do whatever they need to do!"
"Follow the Patriarch's decree!" All the disciples bowed in unison.
Wang Zijia waved to the sky. In the center of the explosion, between the contraction of the rune ball, a mass of squirming flesh and blood with extremely strong pollution was captured by Wang Zijia.
Looking at this mass of flesh and blood, except that the pollution is extremely rich, it does not have the obvious precipitation inheritance characteristics of the pollution method.
Obviously, the tall and skinny guy did escape.
At least part of it escaped, only the body and cultivation were blown up, and the soul escaped with the true seed.
Wang Zijia frowned, looked at Xiang Ji and Feng Haonan, and said, "What's going on?"
The two looked at each other, and Feng Haonan said blankly: "Master, we don't know that these two people suddenly appeared on the top of the mountain, and they didn't even respond to the sect-protecting formation in the middle."
Wang Zijia frowned and looked around at the Xiang family and the boys who had stayed to manage the sect and were gifted with crotch extensions.
Everyone was talking, almost all of them had no idea.
The more Wang Zijia asked, the more confused he became.
It seemed that...these two people suddenly came to the mountain and suddenly took control of them in the process.
Because the cultivation level of these disciples was too low, Wang Zijia finally asked nothing. After several inquiries to no avail, he could only arrange for them to deal with the aftermath.
After searching the surrounding area carefully for several times to no avail, we put it aside for the time being.
As Wang Zijia left, Liang Cheng fell out of it again.
However, Wang Zijia had already knocked him out in advance in order to prevent him from feeling all the feelings when the skin demon got on his body.
Seeing this, Feng Haonan, Xiang Ji and others quickly stepped forward to catch him.
"The Patriarch is getting stronger and stronger!"
"Isn't this nonsense? There is news from the clan that Xiao Liu's son-in-law is already a real person!"
"It's better for you Xiangjia, you actually hired a real son-in-law."
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At the same time, I don’t know how many thousands of miles away, inside the Bone Soul Watching Sect, in a main hall.
A Yuanshen Daxiu hurriedly came to this hall with a piece of news and reported: "To the temple master, a disciple has captured the breath of the Blood God."
"Where?" Before the contemporary viewer in the main hall could reply, an old voice suddenly sounded in the main hall. It's as harsh as a wire passing through an iron plate. It makes people's skin crawl when they listen to it.
Following his words, soul mist from nowhere poured into the hall, making the hall darken for several minutes, and a black shadow condensed out of the hall.
The Yuanshen Daxiu who came to report and the contemporary temple owner were both shocked, and they both bowed and said, "I've seen the ancestor!"
(End of chapter)
