"Good...... Good ......" Tong Panfu's heart was broken when she heard this, and she was unwilling to stay away from the battlefield, and her beautiful eyes were red.

In order to protect Tong Panfu, Wang Zhe could only stimulate her like this, and he also sensed that the strength of the late ninth order of the Yuan Spirit Realm was extremely terrifying than he imagined, and he couldn't be distracted by the battle with Zheng Yingming, and he had to keep Tong Panfu away from the battlefield.

Hearing Wang Zhe say this, Zheng Yingming was even more sure that Wang Zhe was fighting for Lian Yuxuan's heart and dealing with him, and after seeing Tong Panfu in a red silk dress away from the battlefield, his tense heart was also relieved.

"You'll regret it!" Zheng Yingming suddenly took out a strange wine glass from the storage element.

This wine glass is golden yellow, two palms large, engraved with mountain motifs, very exquisite, the whole look is filled with a simple and mysterious atmosphere.

Wang Zhe suddenly thought that Zheng Yingming was a dual-element spirit of mountains and the earth, and its yuan weapon must be related to the spirit of mountains, so he took some more precautions in his heart.

Whoosh ......

Zheng Yingming pinched his handprint and quickly pointed at Wang Zhe.

"Up!"

Suddenly, the golden wine glass flew up from his palm, and then flew towards Wang Zhe in a rotating manner.

Seeing this, Wang Zhe was shocked and hurriedly dodged, but the wine glass seemed to be automatically tracked, chasing Wang Zhe.

There was no way to go in the holy place of washing the marrow and cutting the hair, and soon the rotating golden cup approached behind Wang Zhe, and at this time the wine cup rotated even faster, whirring, as if it was composed of wind.

Then, the wine glass suddenly fell down, and a huge coercion shrouded Wang Zhe.

Wang Zhe was enveloped by this coercion, and suddenly felt his body sink.

"Hmm, it's gravity? No, it's the power of the mountains!" Wang Zhe gritted his teeth, and immediately ran the first weight of the True Yuan Gong to the limit, and soon resisted the coercion of the power of the mountains, and was able to move freely again.

Zheng Yingming was shocked when he saw this: "How can this guy's strength be so great? It seems that I have to go all out." ”

Then Zheng Yingming bit the tip of his tongue and spat out a mouthful of scarlet essence blood into the wine glass in mid-air.

Burst!

The wine glass was sprayed by Zheng Yingming's essence blood, and the power of the mountains overflowing became even stronger, which suddenly hindered Wang Zhe's running figure.

"Caught you!" Zheng Yingming's face turned fierce, and he immediately quickly changed his handprint with both hands, and then pointed towards the golden cup, and then pinched the handprint and went down to Wang Zhe.

"The mountain is on top!"

Rumble!

There was a huge and mysterious mountain phantom, which fell from the golden cup and smashed down on Wang Zhe.

This giant mountain phantom is so huge that it is impossible for Wang Zhe to dodge it, and in desperation, Wang Zhe wants to use the earth escape technique to dodge.

Unexpectedly, the ground suddenly became as hard as iron, and the originally soft soil was now bursting with cold air.

The golden cup kept spinning, and the power of prohibition continued to fill all sides.

Wang Zhe was shocked when he saw this: "It turns out that the earth has become as strong as iron because of the golden cup, it not only has mountain attacks, but also has the prohibition of imprisonment, and within the scope of its coercion, it has exerted a considerable prohibition of imprisonment. ”

The space within the range of the Golden Cup's coercion prevented the outflow of the power of the Yuan Spirit, so Wang Zhe's Earth Escape Technique was ineffective!

"What kind of yuan weapon are you!" Wang Zhe shouted.

"Hahaha, do you know how powerful I am?" Zheng Yingming laughed fiercely, "This Yuan Weapon of mine is close to the quasi-high-grade Yuan Weapon level of the middle grade Yuan Weapon, called the Mountain Soul Cup!

"It turned out to be a Yuan weapon of the same level as my Confined Bracer, no, it is even more powerful, Zheng Yingming is worthy of being the second highest disciple in Purple Qi Valley. Wang Zhe said secretly when he heard this.

Rumble!

The phantom of the mountains pressed heavily on Wang Zhe's body.

It's so heavy, it's heavy, and it's really not a taste to carry a big mountain on your body.

Wang Zhe let out a loud shout, and while maintaining the first level of the True Dawn Yuan Gong, he hurriedly used the Fusion Martial Technique to inject it into the power of the Great Yuan Spirit.

Buzz Buzz......

The earth shook, suppressing Wang Zhe's mountain phantom, and he couldn't go any further.

"The power to pull out the mountain!" Wang Zhe shouted, his hands standing up to the sky and the earth supporting the huge mountain phantom, standing tall.

Seeing this, everyone's faces changed greatly, these two strong men were really real, and they had to admit that no one present could compete with them.

Zheng Yingming's face was shocked when he saw this, he hesitated for a while, and had no choice but to bite the tip of his tongue again, and spit out a mouthful of scarlet essence blood into the Mountain Soul Cup again.

In an instant, the Mountain Soul Cup was shining again.

I saw another mountain fly down from the Mountain Soul Cup, and then smashed on the mountain that Wang Zhe was carrying.

After the two mountains were superimposed, Wang Zhe's weight was even more terrifying, his legs suddenly bent, and his arms holding the mountains trembled, but he was still able to grit his teeth and endure it.

At this moment, Zheng Yingming's face was already pale, and he found that the two mountains still couldn't overwhelm Wang Zhe, and he was suddenly dumbfounded.

"You madman, don't you fall for me!" Zheng Yingming's face turned pale, and he reluctantly bit the tip of his tongue again, squirting a third stream of essence blood onto the golden cup.

Burst!

The Mountain Soul Cup shone brightly, and the third mountain phantom rose leisurely, and then fell down rapidly.

Everyone saw that their hearts were raised to their throats, and Tong Panfu stood with her hands on her chest, chanting softly, as if she was praying for Wang Zhe.

"If you guy still doesn't fall, my tongue will be bitten off!" Zheng Ying panicked.

Rumble!

The third mountain slammed down on the two big mountains that Wang Zhe was carrying, mountain after mountain, and the unprecedented weight pressed Wang Zhe to the point that he was almost out of breath, the muscles on his body were extremely sore, and his bones clicked.

Although the ground under his feet was as hard as iron at the moment because of the influence of the imprisoned power of the Mountain Soul Cup, it was still stepped on by Wang Zhe's feet, and the feet were sunk to a depth of more than 20 centimeters, which showed the horror of the three mountains.

Wang Zhe held the three mountains with difficulty, shaking.

"Still not down?" Zheng Yingming's eyes were about to fly out when he saw this, so his face turned fierce and he roared, urging the power of the mountain spirit to the limit.

Pinch the handprint and quickly shake it in the direction of Wang Zhe!

"Landslides and cracks!"

Thundered......

The phantom of the three mountains on Wang Zhe's body collapsed suddenly, and countless rocks and soils, like flash floods, rolled down one after another, like the end of the world.

After a short time, Wang Zhe, who was as small as an ant, was drowned without a trace.

But in the process of fighting with Wang Zhe, Zheng Yingming also deeply felt Wang Zhe's power, so he didn't dare to take it lightly.

Hurriedly and quickly changed the handprint, constantly guiding the forbidden power of the Mountain Soul Cup to bless the collapsed rubble.

The three mountains collapsed, submerged Wang Zhe, and formed an even larger mountain, and the power of imprisonment blessed this mountain, making this mountain even stronger, which can be said to be as strong as steel.

Zheng Yingming was still not at ease, and hurriedly endured the pain on his tongue and then exerted the power of the mountain spirit to guide the Mountain Soul Cup to suppress the mountaintop.

Rumble!

The earth shook for a while, and the big mountain squeezed into the ground to a depth of tens of meters because of the Mountain Soul Cup.

Everyone saw it for a while, and at the same time, they were even more jealous of Zheng Yingming.

"It's finally over. Zheng Yingming gasped for breath, then sat on the ground with his butt, and hurriedly took out the medium-grade yuan stone to recover first.

He didn't expect to be able to kill the equally powerful Wang Zhe with this, he only hoped that he could suppress Wang Zhe and think about how to deal with this extremely powerful enemy in the future.

Such an accident happened, but Tong Panfu stood with her hands on her shoulders, not moving. Tong Panfu's posture made everyone think that she was more powerful than Wang Zhe, so she was so calm, so no one had the courage to provoke her.

However, the reason why Tong Panfu was calm and comfortable was that Wang Zhezhen was suppressed by the mountain?

"No, this level of mountain suppression will not do any harm to Senior Brother Jin. Tong Panfu said secretly, "He has even been more than 20,000 meters underground, and he is still afraid that this level of mountain suppression will not be possible?"

At this moment, Wang Zhe was suppressed by the mountains and was in the darkness where he couldn't see his fingers.

Because Wang Zhe's physical body is extremely strong, and he is already the supreme of the Yuan Spirit Realm, it is impossible for the mountains to crush him.

He tried to use the Earth Escape Technique, wanting to drill out, but unexpectedly, the Earth Escape Technique was still ineffective, and it seemed that he was imprisoned by the Mountain Soul Cup.

And Wang Zhe's feet at this moment are no longer the land just now, and it can be guessed that after Zheng Yingming's landslide and earth crack just now, Wang Zhe was suppressed in the interior of the mountain at this moment.

"I want to see if the Mountain Soul Cup can imprison the power of my Earth Core Elemental Spirit!" Wang Zhe's eyes shrank, and he immediately operated the power of the Earth Core Essence to the limit, and then flew out from his ten fingers, trying to stir up the power of the surrounding mountains.

But there seems to be some kind of obstacle that is preventing Wang Zhe's power from affecting the surrounding mountains.

"It's the imprisoned power of the Mountain Soul Cup that's causing trouble. Wang Zhe frowned, then narrowed his eyes and said, "However, as long as the power of imprisonment is resolved, the remaining power of the mountains will not be able to help me." ”

Subsequently, Wang Zhe took out the Xuan Miao Celestial Phenomenon, but unexpectedly found that the Xuan Miao Celestial Phenomenon was bleak, and he was immediately taken aback and said secretly: "Last time, in order to open up a passage into the Holy Land of Washing the Marrow and Cutting Hair, I didn't expect that the vitality was seriously injured and it has not healed until now. ”

In desperation, Wang Zhe had no choice but to retract the mysterious celestial phenomena, and then his face turned ruthless, temporarily withdrew the power of the earth core primordial spirit, and then used the fusion martial arts to move his whole body, raised his palms and continued to slap around.

Continuous Vitality Explosion!

Boom Boom Boom Boom ......

Suddenly, the whole mountain began to shake, and the earth rolled like an earthquake, and the sound was deafening.

Originally, Zheng Yingming was still concentrating on restoring the power of the Yuan Spirit, but when he saw such a big movement, his face suddenly changed greatly, and he hurriedly stood up, re-operated the power of the Yuan Spirit, and constantly guided him into the Mountain Soul Cup.

Seeing this, the other Purple Qi Valley geniuses who were competing for the glow stopped their movements one after another, and stretched their necks one by one to look in the direction of the big mountain.

Zheng Yingming's face turned red, and he kept changing his handprints rapidly, maintaining the imprisoning power of the Mountain Soul Cup.