Zuo Zhicheng's voice did not fall, and in the midst of wild laughter, the Pope had already struck again.

In a second, hundreds of fist shadows shrouded Zuo Zhicheng, Zuo Zhicheng's gaze was slightly cold, and he let hundreds of fists hit him, and then pressed a palm on the Pope's body.

Hundreds of punches for a palm, it seems that the Pope has made a lot of money, but he himself obviously does not think so.

I saw that Zuo Zhicheng's palm slapped on the Pope's external True Yuan Qi, the milky white True Yuan Qi suddenly collapsed and sunken, and the Pope's face instantly changed color, and it was really this palm that was incredibly powerful.

The Pope felt that his True Yuan Qi was like being hit by a mountain, and fortunately, it was the force field formed by the True Yuan Qi that withstood this power, otherwise if the Pope himself suffered it with his own body, I am afraid that the whole person would be directly beaten into powder.

The milky white true yuan qi on the whole body trembled wildly, cracked, and dissipated after this palm. The Pope also retreated frantically after this palm, looking at Zuo Zhicheng in front of him with a solemn face.

Zuo Zhicheng just rubbed his palm, watching the black flames in his palm continue to beat.

'This guy...... In the real yàn own power? The Pope's teeth clenched: 'You used me as a test of strength?' ’

But in the next battle, the Pope could be said to be more and more frightened, and his attack could not shake the pitch-black flames on Zuo Zhicheng's body at all.

Part of it was because the power was directly blocked by the True Yuan Qi, and the other part was killed by the Blood Retreat.

Even when he closed his eyes again and performed a 10,000-style random fight, he was instantly separated from a distance of 100 meters by Zuo Zhicheng. The other party is not only in strength, but also far surpasses the Pope in speed.

This is the all-round crushing of the basic body element, which is completely impossible to compensate for with experience and skill.

Of course, this is also because the Pope himself cultivates martial arts and does not practice Taoism, which causes his combat methods to be too simple.

It is precisely because he himself fights by sheer strength and speed. will create the form in front of him, when the strength and speed of the other party far surpass him, he has no power to resist.

In the blink of an eye, the Pope had become a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, and as he got younger and younger, his body began to decline. The gap with Zuo Zhicheng is getting bigger and bigger.

And Zuo Zhicheng is also adapting more and more to his new strength in the battles again and again, and his movements, speed, and reactions are getting faster and more accurate.

If the Pope could still play with him at the beginning, now it has become Zuo Zhicheng's game alone.

A finger was pointed at the Pope's spine, who fell to the ground with a muffled grunt, unable to move.

Zuo Zhicheng looked at the younger and younger Pope on the ground, and frowned: "Originally, I thought that Tong Hu's secret technique to liberate combat power was some kind of self-inflicted method to explode combat power. ”

The next moment, Zuo Zhicheng looked up at the sky sharply.

The Pope laughed. But after a moment, the laughter turned into a bitter smile: "To die under this kind of attack is really the sorrow of a warrior." ”

Zuo Zhicheng didn't speak, just clapped his palms, and Avar instantly appeared beside him.

When he came to Baotian Mountain alone like this, of course he would arrange for Avar to arrange his clone in advance, so that he could leave at any time.

Seeing Avar's appearance, the Pope was stunned. Then it turned into relief.

"Do you want to go together?"

Faced with Zuo Zhicheng's question, the Pope shook his head freely: "I have lived long enough. In today's war, I have no regrets in my life. ”

"It's just a pity...... I can't see the duel between you and Ji Xingling. ”

"Oh, do you think he'll be able to fight me?" Zuo Zhicheng said tentatively.

Naturally, it was impossible for the Pope to take the initiative to reveal the information, and at this time he had become a teenager, and said in a cute childlike voice: "Who knows? ”

"Fighting, not fighting. The outcome is never known. ”

"That's right." Zuo Zhicheng nodded.

Avar, who was on the side, approached and said, "My lord, time is very tight. ”

Zuo Zhicheng hummed and put one hand on Avar's shoulder.

"Goodbye, then."

"."

In the next second, a pillar of light that penetrated the sky fell from the sky. Everywhere it passed, it was directly evaporated into the most basic particles.

From this day on, the entire Baotian Mountain disappeared from the map, and the Tiandao Palace became a complete history.

The smoke and dust in the sky formed a sandstorm that engulfed several surrounding cities.

The real target of the positive electron cannon has long been out of the range of the greatest threat of shelling.

Ten days later, the news of the battle of Baotian Mountain spread like a typhoon all over the country. And the news of the Pope's death in battle was forcibly suppressed by the imperial court, because it had too much impact.

But even so, there was still an unimaginable storm blowing in the entire rivers and lakes, and the whole rivers and lakes were in a hurry.

A month later, Zuo Zhicheng, who had been looking for traces and was thought to have died in the battle of Baotian Mountain, reappeared, and as soon as he appeared, he razed the cloud palace belonging to the prince of jade in Daxizhou, and Cao Sheng, the son of the prince of jade, had already secretly left the cloud palace and did not die in this disaster.

Three days later, the White Dragon Society, the Heavenly Sword Sect, and the Dragon and Tiger Gang were disbanded one after another, and the important figures among them, Bai Longzi, Xiao Minghe, and Long Xiaotian, did not know what to do.

Lei Xiaofeng dismissed countless disciples and announced the closure of the mountain. Cao Shuyao, who was originally admired and admired by everyone in the rivers and lakes, was found hanging herself on Lei Xiao Peak, on the top of the thunder sky.

Suddenly, the three words Zuo Zhicheng became the name of the rivers and lakes, and became a nightmare in everyone's hearts.

……

Middle-earth, where Gyeonggi is located.

In a restaurant, there was a crowd of people, only Zuo Zhicheng was hiding in the corner, and the whole person seemed to be shrouded in a layer of hazy darkness.

During this period of time, he not only adapted to the surging True Yuan Qi, but also transplanted part of the life plexus he obtained into his body, further improving the life map of the Ghost Eye Huangquan Heaven.

Now the life plexus in his body, the ghost eye part has reached 8, the Huangquan Heaven part has reached 25, and the spiritual energy furnace part has reached 16.

But as a result, he also found it more and more difficult to collect life clusters, and as he gained more and more life clusters, he was able to find fewer and fewer new life clusters.

This time, he took away half of the disciples of the Heavenly Dao Palace, the number one sect in the world, plus the previous canonized Taoist priests, they only satisfied this point of life cluster, and most of the rest of the life clusters either did not belong to the system of the Ghost Eye Huangquan Heaven, or they were duplicated with his own life cluster.

In this era, the cultivation of the destiny map seems to be becoming more and more difficult.

However, despite this, the increase in these life clusters still greatly improved Zuo Zhicheng's strength. (To be continued......)