Katsa!

A crisp metal-like sound exploded, and the flying sword collided with the fist light. Ripples of gold and black spread out in all directions.

Then, the golden spirit flying sword broke through the fist light, turned into a sword rainbow, and slashed straight over.

Seeing this, Wang Fochong was shocked and horrified.

You must know that he was born with amazing bones, strong physique, and has been refining the body for decades, and now he is building the foundation of the eight-layer realm, and after urging the secret technique of refining the body 'Dragon Elephant King Kong Jue', the spiritual power of King Kong is extremely condensed, and the solidity is no less than that of any spiritual weapon, and now it is easily broken with a sword.

His mind turned sharply, and the sword light that slashed down was reflected in his eyes, and a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes.

Immediately, Wang Fochong ignored it, and his palms reluctantly closed inward.

Sting!

An extremely harsh grinding sound suddenly resounded through the hallway.

Zhao Shengtong shrank his hole, but saw Wang Fochong on the opposite side with a smug smile, and the golden spirit flying sword was sandwiched between his palms, like a dead fish unable to move.

I saw him rub his hands vigorously, and a large black light appeared between his palms, forming a black ball of light

Not!

Zhao Sheng snorted, and suddenly lost control of the Golden Spirit Flying Sword.

At this moment, Wang Fochong dropped the flying sword, his huge body flew up in the air, and he swooped straight down towards Zhao Sheng, his arms smashed down like a storm, and he actually condensed hundreds of long jab lights, and struck Zhao Sheng again.

He didn't believe that he couldn't do it in one fell swoop this time.

"Boom"!

Zhao Sheng's body was shaped like a mold lake, and suddenly disappeared, and the spar ground where he was standing was suddenly swept by the fist light, cracking a network-like tiny gap.

I don't know what kind of spiritual material is used to pave the floor of this corridor, and the texture is extremely solid.

Wang Fochong's fist light was no less than that of a spirit-level sledgehammer, and it smashed to the ground continuously with the power of ten thousand jun, but it only made a thin crack, and not even a small pit was smashed.

After Zhao Sheng showed his figure again, Wang Fochong smiled fiercely, and flew again, this time not with his fists, but directly with his hands open, blocking his waist and hugging Zhao Sheng.

If he is accidentally embraced by him, with his whole body thorn scale armor and peerless divine power, Zhao Sheng will not die or be disabled!

However, at this moment,

Zhao Sheng suddenly chuckled, and at the same time as the divine light in his eyes exploded, the Five Elements Rune Plate in his hand lit up with a dazzling light in an instant...

……

Moments later, the hallway was a mess.

Wang Fochong, who was full of decadence, bent down and dragged Wang Foyu, who was holding his head and screaming, looked back at Zhao Sheng deeply, and then turned around without saying a word to support his brother and quickly walked away.

Seeing the two of them leave like this, Zhao Sheng smiled and stretched out his hand to recall the Golden Essence Flying Sword.

Wang Fochong and Wang Foyu, the two new generations of the Spirit Clan, are not inferior to him in cultivation, and their strength is also extremely strong, and they are not any opponent of any of them as ordinary foundation building Great Perfection monks.

However, although their strength is strong, their actual combat experience is far inferior to that of a Terran cultivator, let alone compared to Zhao Sheng.

Just now, Zhao Sheng had several chances to easily take the lives of the two people, but because this place was the Spirit Palace, he only punished them slightly, and finally let the two of them go.

Having said that, the Spirit Palace is such a sensitive place, just now the three of them fought in a row, obviously making such a big movement, but no one rushed here to check.

If you think about it casually, you can know how big a cat is hidden behind this matter, and someone must have deliberately set up a situation behind it.

"The First Minister of the Ming Dynasty"

Zhao Sheng had doubts, the purpose of the person behind this was to test his depth? Or is it to fight the prestige of the Ice King? Or is there a deeper conspiracy hidden?

Thinking like this, the two ice goddesses ran from the distance of the corridor in a panic, their bodies trembled and fell to the ground, and begged for mercy in a loud voice: "The young master atoned for his sins, the slave and maid were sleepy for a while just now, and they couldn't welcome you out of the customs in time." Damn it! ”

"Get up!"

Zhao Sheng didn't have the idea of taking people out of anger, and besides, these ice girls were also poor people who couldn't help themselves.

"Maybe it's a good opportunity." His mind moved.

……

It has been more than half a year since Longshou Island fell into the hands of foreign races. The most dangerous stage has long passed, and the situation on the island is becoming more stable with each passing day as the resistance is gradually eliminated.

Half a year later, a new situation has formed on Longshou Island.

For the demonic outer path forces that have been suppressed by the righteous path forces led by the Star God Palace, the Siren Tide is a once-in-a-century feast, and it is also the best time to make waves and improve their strength.

The Spirit Clan is not as overbearing and brainless as Bahaizhang, nor is it arrogant and arrogant like Jiaolong, and there is no one in his eyes.

The Spirit Race understands that the enemy of the enemy is a friend, so it has a lot of encirclement of the demonic forces, and every time during the tide of the Siren, it will open the door to the demon monks, as long as they do not fight back, the demon monks often travel unhindered in the "occupied area".

This has been the case for thousands of years.

Therefore, in the eyes of the evil demons, the spirit clan can be said to be full of credibility and has an excellent image.

At this time, countless demonic cultivators emerged from various hidden places in the Shattered Star Sea, and rushed to Longshou Island to participate in the once-in-a-century Demon Dao event.

At this moment, Zhao Sheng dressed up in disguise, wearing a hooded robe, and appeared outside a temporary fang city jointly formed by the demonic forces.

The name of Fang City is simple and crude, it is called Wanxian Fang, and it is formed by the three major infant-level demon forces of the Yin Yin Sect, the Blood Demon Sect, and the Ten Thousand Corpses Sect.

There are three other places on Longshou Island like Wanxian Fang, except for the largest Hailing Fang, which is controlled by the people of the Spirit Clan, the remaining ghost markets and demon caves are formed by its ghosts and demons.

Wanxian Fang was built directly on the ruins of the Fang City near the sea, emptied the soil and stone garbage on the street, bulldozed the dilapidated buildings, and built rows of different styles and colorful characteristic pavilions directly along the street, and people came and went on the street, most of them were covered with hooded robes, hiding their respective identities.

Of course, there are also some evil people in the outer way, who show their true faces arrogantly and walk directly on the street.

Those who choose to do this are often extremely strong, and the lowest is also in the middle and late stages of foundation building.

Beyond the palace pavilion, there are some simple and solid stone houses and stone buildings built with the technique of turning mud into stone.

Most of these stone houses and stone buildings have erected pole flags, flags and other signboards at the entrance, and most of the people who come and go are in the Qi Refining Realm, and few have first-class foundations.

A large number of tents were simply erected on the outskirts of the city, and the tents were undulating, and all kinds of strange and strange demon cultivators kept drilling in and out, which seemed very lively.

And the most unpopular casual cultivators can only choose to lay out a piece of furoshiki outside the fang market, and put a bunch of bits and pieces of things on it, such as herbs, bones, ores, animal skins, runes, broken magic weapons, etc., mixed and sold.

If you want to pick up the leaks in this kind of baggage, it is as difficult as climbing to the sky!

Outside the market, Zhao Sheng only glanced at it, and then walked through the dazzling but chaotic scattered cultivation market.

He came to the gate of Wanxian Fang, paid the entrance tax of a lower grade spirit stone, and walked into Wanxian Fang smoothly.