Chapter Seventy-Nine: The True Type of Fighting

The silver giant snake was three zhang long, attached to the small silver snakes below, like a giant snake controlling the sea of stars, surging forward. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info【For more exciting novels, please visit】

Unlike Tang Zongshan and Tang Zhen's initiates, Wang Zhong's attack method is simply relying on Yuan Ling and Divine Powers to fight!!

As soon as he made a move, the silver snake was raging, and thousands of snakes were dispatched at every turn, a sea of poisonous dragons and snakes.

These silver snakes are all transformed by Wang Zhong's vitality, and Wang Zhong controls the spirit snake Yuan Ling, and the Yuan Spirit controls a group of small silver snakes.

Seeing this, Tang Xian let out a long roar, and his battle intent was monstrous.

Stretching out his hand, the town prison monument fell into Tang Xian's hand, and the half-zhang size town prison monument was held by Tang Xian at the bottom, and it was opened up recklessly. An impregnable defense was formed, allowing silver snakes to crash into the prison monument and be smashed by slapping.

Several manifested monks around were also not idle, and they all spit poisonous mist from their mouths, condensing into a thick blue cloud, slowly drifting towards Tang Xian.

Tang Xian's footsteps moved, and the Nine Transformation Technique was vividly played, which was not at all something that the slow poisonous mist could touch.

On the contrary, Tang Xian's speed was extremely fast, and he took turns to beat a few manifest monks in a few clicks, and the scene was much quieter all of a sudden.

"Boy, no matter what family you are, you must die."

Wang Zhong's beard was all open, seeing that Tang Xian had killed the heart of the Wang family master first under his nose, the eldest young master Wang was cold. Later, he blew up one by one the visible monks, which was really a thief.

Tang Xian smiled slightly, didn't answer, but played with the prison tablet in his hand, and the whole person was like a huge iron ball, roaring towards Wang Zhong.

Wang Zhong opened his arms, and silver light roared out from his body, as if Wang Zhong was the true god of the sun, exuding a thousand rays of light.

Those silver snakes gathered more and more around Wang Zhong, and in the blink of an eye, there was a sea of silver.

Tang Xian was silent, stretched out his hand and threw the prison monument, which landed on the head of the three-zhang giant snake. Running the vitality, the prison monument instantly healed!! With a bang, the giant snake split apart and turned into small snakes and merged into the sea of poisonous dragons.

Wang Zhong stepped on the sea of poisonous dragons, manipulating the poisonous snakes under his feet to move back and forth, turning into poisonous snakes and slapping towards Tang Xian.

Wang Zhong was like a wave man, stepping on the head of the snake waves, opening his mouth, and a silver light exited. It grows bigger and bigger, and in the blink of an eye, it turns into a gourd, crystal clear and full of greenery.

"Auxiliary Instruments?"

Tang Xian frowned slightly, seeing that as soon as the king opened the mouth of the gourd, one after another green gas came out and merged into the sea of snakes.

Hiss.

The silver snakes everywhere received the green gas, as if they had eaten stimulants, and the snake's eyes were red, and they were even more tyrannical.

Wang Zhong put the gourd into his mouth distressedly, pointed at Tang Xian, and the sea of snakes roared.

Tang Xian hurriedly dodged, but the area of the snake sea was too large, and he still fell into a kind of snake sea.

"Boy, if you enter my poisonous dragon sea, even if you are a physical cultivator, hehe, you will be grinded to death, and when the time comes, you will be eaten up by my little treasures."

Wang Zhongyin smiled predictably, with a little bitterness.

The carefully protected eldest young master actually died, and he died in front of him, even if he was a true monk, even if Lao Wang had many sons, he was afraid that he would not be severely punished after he went back!

At present, he can only hope for Tang Xian, hoping that Tang Xian's death can forgive his sins.

The gourd was an ordinary auxiliary magic weapon, similar to a storage bag, with a space. But what's inside is extraordinary!! Wang Zhong traveled all over the small and small mountain towns of Yingzhou, collecting countless precious materials, and only then did he brew the green gas of this gourd, which was called the soul of a drunken snake.

Originally, he wanted to slowly transform the auxiliary gourd through this drunken snake soul, add his own vitality, and when the time comes, he will refine this gourd into a treasure that can produce poisonous gas, which is specially used to assist his spirit snake spirit.

But at this time, it seems that I am afraid that it will fall short.

However, Wang Zhong has no regrets, as long as he can kill Tang Xian, it will all be worth it.

It's a big deal to waste some time, and he feels that time is not lacking.

Tang Xian landed in the sea of poisonous dragons, and constantly bombarded everywhere with the town prison monument, blasting one silver snake after another.

However, those silver snakes were all transformed by vitality, and one piece was killed, and immediately the vitality returned to Wang Zhong's body, and in the blink of an eye, another piece of silver snake appeared.

"When will this end?"

Tang Xian frowned slightly, anxious in his heart, he was not afraid of his exhaustion, he was afraid that the Wang family would come to help!!

Tang Xian, a monk in the True Form Realm, can still fight, but if it is called two, three, Tang Xian can only flee in the wilderness. Even if the real spirit seed of the Wang family came, Tang Xian was afraid that he could only drink and hate here.

Tang Xian was anxious, and Wang Zhong was even more anxious.

Tang Xian only saw him understate and the sea of snakes raged, but he didn't know how terrifying the vitality he consumed!!

If it weren't for the secret method of the Wang family, he could quickly absorb the vitality of the silver snake that was blown up by Tang Xian, I am afraid that Wang Zhong would have been awarded the head a long time ago.

"Physical cultivation is really terrifying, the ancients didn't deceive me."

Wang Zhong thought, and then his eyes were fierce, and the auxiliary gourd appeared again, and a large area of green gas emanated without reservation, completely falling in the silver sea everywhere.

In an instant, the silver sea took on a patch of green.

Tang Xian's pressure has increased greatly!!

The silver snakes all over the place bent down, and then stretched and popped out, like sharp arrows, attacking Tang Xian without fear of death. Of course, these Vitality Silver Serpents don't know what it means to die.

Whoosh whoosh.

The strength of the sharp arrows of the spirit snake exceeded a thousand jun, hundreds, thousands of silver snakes, and Tang Xian resisted very hard.

Hum.

A silver snake arrow flew in, and Tang Xian was caught off guard and was stabbed in the chest.

The silver snake was extremely powerful, and it directly tied Tang Xian's chest, and then was shocked by Tang Xian's muscles, turning into vitality and dissipating.

Seeing that the empty door was wide open, and the silver snakes naturally attacked more and more fiercely under Wang Zhong's control, Tang Xian rounded the prison monument, and scattered one silver snake after another, and his wrist was shocked to numb, which showed horror!!

"If it's an ordinary manifest monk, I'm afraid I won't be able to carry the first wave, right?"

Tang Xian smiled bitterly, he relied on himself to be able to fight with the true type of monks, one was the prison monument, and the other was the barren mountain seal, but at this time, it was completely useless, and it couldn't fall on Wang Zhong's body at all.

Wang Zhong was happy, manipulating one silver snake attack after another, his forehead sweating slightly, obviously not easy.

As everyone knows, it was his subtle change that fell into Tang Xian's eyes.

"It turns out that this old guy is not as light as he seems."

Tang Xian had a bottom in his heart, and his mind manipulated the prison monument to constantly take pictures around him, and then pinched his handprints, barren mountain seals!!

This seal did not hit the king bell, did not hit the silver snake, but was blatantly imprinted on the ground.

"What is this kid going to do?"

Wang Zhong was confused.

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