Chapter 82, Nine Spirits Real People
Wang Ping is now a powerhouse in the Dragon King Secret Realm, not to mention a small Jiumen Town, even in the land of Yujing, he can also walk sideways, but well, it's better to be low-key. However, this dog miscellaneous didn't open his eyes, so don't blame him for being ruthless.
Wang Ping stood up slowly and said to Wentai: "The place in the inn is small, go outside." ”
Wentai was surprised: "Yo, okay, come on, come on, Uncle Ben will let you make three moves." ”
Wang Ping does not pay attention to this kind of ruffian-like little monk, he has neither morality nor morality, this kind of person lives to waste food, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a scourge.
On the streets, there were countless onlookers, all monks.
Ordinary people don't dare to watch easily, and if they hurt themselves, the family will be sad.
Wentai was whistling with one foot and whistling in his mouth, very proud, with a proud face, no one in his eyes, and said to Wang Ping: "Boy, let's shoot!"
This kind of goods is the most common brainless cannon fodder in the world, Wang Ping is still the first time to encounter it, although the previous enemy is not very strong, he still has some brains, I don't want this guy, he is completely mentally retarded. This kind of person has also cultivated to the five-star dragon spirit, which is simply a shame for the cultivators of the Dragon Seal Continent, and he doesn't know how he survived until now.
Wang Ping didn't give him a chance either.
He gathered his divine power on his left fist and used the first form of Bajiquan, exerting only three points of his strength, so as not to affect the surrounding onlookers.
He threw a punch.
A golden fist shadow burst out of the air.
With a confident look on his face, Wen Tai released his soul power, forming a gray protective light shield.
However, the protective light shield of soul power condensation, let alone being attacked by divine power, even ordinary mana cannot be stopped.
Seeing that the gray light mask shattered in an instant, the golden fist shadow was rapidly enlarged in Wentai's pupils, and he didn't have time to dodge at all.
The crowd around was stunned.
They couldn't believe that Wentai was gone.
Especially some of his senior brothers, they didn't believe that Wentai would be defeated like this, and they were still hoping for a miracle to happen.
However, without a miracle, Wentai is dead.
And it is gone, and the soul is gone.
"How is it possible, how could the fifth senior brother be gone?"
"Hurry up, that kid's strength is not bad, I'm afraid it's a hidden cultivation, Senior Brother Wentai is dead. ”
"Go back to the Nine Spirits Gate and tell the master, let him make a decision!"
The group of people dispersed in a hurry, and the last person to leave let out cruel words, but he said to Ding Yueran: "Little slut, your little white face killed Master's only son, he will tear you apart, wait." Then he flew away in a flash of light.
The onlookers also left very unhappy.
Wang Ping was disrupted, and he had no plans to eat again, so he asked Ding Yueran: "What kind of cultivation is your master?"
Ding Yueran said: "He is a three-star dragon venerable. ”
Wang Ping has a bottom, which is much weaker than his own cultivation, even if he comes to the door, he is not afraid of him.
Ding Yueran couldn't walk in the sky yet, Wang Ping and her each rode a horse, and they were not in a hurry, slowly enjoying the scenery along the way to Yujing.
When it was almost dark, the two came to the edge of a wood, and were about to get off the horse to rest, but they heard a voice in the void: "Boy, where to go!" Wang Ping looked up, but saw a white-haired old man with wide robes and big sleeves coming through the air, with a fierce momentum, obviously the person who came was not good, Ding Yueran said with a white face: "Wang Ping, be careful, he is my master Jiuling Zhenren." ”
Jiuling Zhenren stood in the air and looked down at Wang Ping and Ding Yueran, gritted his teeth and said, "You pair of dog men and women, I will take the heads of the two of you today and avenge my Tai'er." His arms shook, and the dragon soul emerged, a nine-headed black snake that was thousands of feet long, hissing and spitting out its forked tongue, and black smoke billowing in.
Wang Ping flew up, and he slapped his backhand to perform the mighty Tianlong Divine Skill: "Robe, get up!"
The black smoke cliff was poisonous gas, Wang Ping was not afraid of being poisoned, but in order to protect Ding Yueran below, he covered her in a robe to avoid being harmed by it.
Wang Ping also stood in the air, confronting the Nine Spirits Real Thing, he urged the divine fetus in his body, gathered a divine power on his left fist, and still used a shocking blow!
Boom –
But see a flash of golden light.
A golden fist shadow flew out of the air, rising against the storm.
This time he used all his strength.
The power of this punch, the domineering aura exuded, was very majestic, like a stormy wave rolling, and the air was vaporized on the spot, forming a cloud wave flame tail.
Jiuling Zhenren was taken aback, he only heard that Wang Ping was a nine-star dragon warrior, but he didn't expect it to be hidden so deeply, judging from the aura fluctuations it exuded, it seemed to be much stronger than himself. He is not a stupid son Wentai, he is experienced, battle-hardened, and better than a fox.
After smelling the breath of death, the Nine Spirits True Man urged the dragon soul with all his strength and released the talent of the nine-headed black snake: "Thousand Stacks of Shadows!"
But I saw that the black mist formed a protective barrier.
However, the difference between the cultivation of the two is too great.
The three-star dragon king and the three-star dragon venerable are one big realm apart, and the thousands of layers of shadows are all shattered in the blink of an eye, and even the nine-headed black snake that is blocking the front is also shattered.
The Nine Spirits True Man hurriedly beckoned dozens of protective runes to his chest, and activated his hole card, a set of heaven-level ice battle armor.
The protective power of the Heavenly Rank Battle Armor was very strong, and Wang Ping's golden fist shadow was a little weaker after being blocked by the Thousand Stacks of Shadows and the Hydra, but when it fell on the Cold Ice Battle Armor, it also shook it out of countless cracks, after all, the soul power of the Nine Spirits True Man was limited, and it was not enough to fully stimulate the power of the Heavenly Rank Battle Armor.
Jiuling Zhenren didn't expect that his heaven-level battle armor would be blown up, and he was so frightened that he had already made a prediction in his heart, the weakest strength of the other party was also a dragon king, and he was carried away by hatred, and he made a rash move without investigating the details of the other party, committing a taboo in the army.
"Run!"
It was the strongest thought that welled up in his heart.
He slapped a spirit talisman on his chest, which was a Xuan-level flying talisman.
He turned into a ray of light and was about to run away, when he glanced back at Wang Ping, his heart was full of fear, this was the strongest enemy he had encountered in three hundred years.
However, a five-colored brilliant light and shadow quickly dilated in his pupils, and at first glance, it turned out to be Wang Ping, his battle suit turned out to be barren, and he was also pedaling a pair of fire-winged feather boots, which were all heavy treasures.
Wang Ping is also cautious, in case the other party has any big killer moves, he doesn't have to guard against it.
After he urged the divine power, the speed of the Firewing Feather Boots was extremely fast, and after a few breaths, he caught up with the Nine Spirits True Person, and the distance between the two was still shrinking rapidly.
With a shook, he shook his arms and pulled the golden rod out of his ear.
"Let's die together!"
Seeing that the situation was not good, the Nine Spirits Zhenren bit the tip of his tongue and used the blood refining technique, and even wanted to detonate Nedan and Wang Ping to die together......