The fat man is in the early stage of a real person, and the thin monk is even more in the late stage of a real person, and his current cultivation can't capture the two of them with a wave of his hand.

His heart moved slightly, and the statue sculpture behind him turned into crystal sand in the sky, quickly winding towards the thin and tall man.

The five ghost talismans also flew out in time and entangled towards it, not asking for anything else, only to delay the other party.

Immediately, the blood jade book next to Wang Zijia appeared, and Wang Zijia looked at the short and fat man who was quickly and far away, his eyes were slightly cold.

In the Blood Jade Book, ten pages of the Sealing Spirit Book flew out in one breath, each with dozens of spears drawn on it.

It's all the magic of the extreme power that he encapsulates when he is free, and every page of the book is comparable to a real peak monk's full blow!

'Bumper! ’

As the pages exploded, hundreds of spears appeared in the sky in the blink of an eye.

The powerful magic pressure and fatal locking made the fleeing short and fat man's face change drastically, and the aura of his whole body skyrocketed.

"Go!"

It's a long story, but it's just a breath of time.

I saw a sky full of spears and spears, like meteors falling, dragging the rolling tail flames, flying towards the short and fat man, the speed was extremely fast, and the latter caught up with the other party.

The huge movement alarmed countless people around,

"Boom!"

Under the continuous bombardment of guns and spears, the surface of the man's body suddenly flashed with blood.

A pitch-black wolf skin was left in place, and the main body suddenly appeared several miles away.

Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, more spears flashed after him, drowning him in his terror.

He only had time to hold up his defenses in terror.

The spears and spears continued to explode, and it was difficult to resist.

In a moment, the spear was exhausted, and when he thought he had finally survived, behind the spear, the crystal fragments that exploded in the sky surrounded him, and the explosive and terrifying power in it made his scalp tingle.

"No!"

"Boom!"

A dense superimposed explosion completely engulfed him.

······

"What happened?"

"Is the sky falling?"

"Look, it's on the Pure Cicada Mountain!"

"It's the immortals on Pure Cicada Mountain who are fighting!"

"The immortals of the Demon Suppression Sect, have you found any peerless demons?"

At the foot of the mountain, countless mortals were passively alarmed, and one by one they subconsciously looked up, and what they saw was the rainbow light in the sky and the continuous explosions.

······

On the other side, after Wang Zijia used ten real peak attacks in one go, he no longer paid attention to the fat man.

Refocused on tall, thin people.

This was only a two-breath delay, and the thin and tall man had almost shaken off the sea of sand formed by the god statue, and ignored the five ghosts who had caught up, trying to escape.

After all, it's just a distraction statue, and being able to block it for a moment is already a good reason to raise.

Wang Zijia's body suddenly rose, and at the moment when the thin and tall man got rid of the sea of crystal sand, he stopped in front of the other party, and the five ghosts surrounded him, surrounding him.

When the mana surged, the book in his hand turned again, and pages flew out.

But something happened that caught Wang Zijia off guard, as a real late-stage monk, in the face of Wang Zijia's interception, he didn't even have the intention of testing Wang Zijia's reality.

In other words, Wang Zijia effortlessly dealt with the short and fat man, and the unknown life and death of the bomb made him completely sure that Wang Zijia was an invincible god monarch boss, so he saw the moment Wang Zijia blocked the way.

As soon as he gritted his teeth, his body burst with aura.

"It's ······" Wang Zijia looked at the familiar scene, and thought of the self-explosion of the ghost sheep at the beginning, first for a moment, and then with a loud roar, resounding through the sky, "You dare!" ”

"Boom!"

In response to him, he was a tall, thin man, whose entire body swelled like a balloon.

In the next moment, there was a huge explosion, accompanied by the explosion, and the polluted streamers in the sky, spreading in all directions.

All his power, all his everything, exploded into all sorts of evil seeds.

The demons-suppressing disciples all over the mountain, as well as the mundane towns that were only established at the foot of the mountain, are all within its enveloping range.

Seeing this, Wang Zijia's mana skyrocketed.

"Seal: Aura-Sealing Talisman!"

Countless runes jumped out of the void, and a huge spiritual light cage hemisphere, like a bowl, covered the place where it exploded, and there was also an same hemisphere bowl below, lifting upwards.

"Bell!"

The two hemispheres closed together, creating a loud crashing sound.

"Bumper!"

Most of the polluted seeds were caught in the bowl before they could be turned into streamers and diffuse.

In the rune sphere formed by the sealing aura, the impact in all directions finally turned into a wriggling mass of flesh between flesh and pure energy.

But there are also quite a few of them, scattered around.

And the tall, thin man disappeared without a trace.

Wang Zijia carefully perceived it for a moment, but he didn't perceive the other party's spirit, and it seemed that it was really completely blown up.

But this kind of existence, which can detonate itself so decisively, obviously has a certain means to save his life, and can ensure that his life is saved in the hands of the real God Monarch.

Not to mention that the cultivation is better than that of a prince who is lower than him!

He fought with the other party, plus the five ghosts, it should be no problem to win, but the other party was bent on running, and with such a decisive method, it was obvious that Wang Zijia couldn't catch the other party's tail.

"Roar!"

"Ahh

There was no time to continue the exploration or pursuit, and the crowd below had already begun to have problems.

It's okay on the mountain, at least they are all innate martial artists, and their resistance is okay, at least they won't be completely transformed in an instant, and at most they will be criticized madly.

But the city below the mountain was in chaos in an instant.

Wang Zijia was first moved, and the more than 1,000 parchment clones that he had made before began to flicker in the sea of consciousness of the demon suppression disciples, mechanically exchanging pollution.

Wang Zijia floated to the sky above the town.

"The immortals are coming!"

"It's Wang Daozi, Wang Zhenxian!"

"Immortal Chief, please save my son, he is only sixteen!"

“······”

Below, the people who were still looking at the sky and watching the immortal god fight a moment ago have fallen into chaos at this moment.

The arrival of Wang Zijia made many people see hope and began to kowtow constantly.

Wang Zijia darkened his face and raised his hand.

When the mana is restricted, the polluted people are detained.

If you haven't changed yet, you can plant demons, quickly exchange for pollution, and if you are completely evil, you can only wave your hand to kill it.

After the turmoil was quickly suppressed, Wang Zijia's eyes skyrocketed, and his mind turned into a materialized divine sense, scanning every inch of the city like a radar, and pulling out the latent polluters one by one.

As a person who has experienced Wanyu Immortal City firsthand, he doesn't want to come again in this Demon City because of him.

"Thank you, Immortal!"

"Thank you, Immortal Wang!"

"Wang Xianren is a living bodhisattva!"

“······”

quickly resolved the riot, calmed down the people in the city below, and kowtowed to Wang Zijia one by one.

Wang Zijia didn't pay attention to it anymore, and came to the suburbs a few miles away, in the explosion crater of a short and fat man.

At this moment, the surrounding flames were burning, burning the surrounding soil to lava.

Like the center of the crater, the bones of the stocky man were gone.

Only a wolf's skull-like supreme spiritual weapon was left in place, and there was also a mass of freshly precipitated pollution inheritance.

The two are already entangled at the moment, and if they wait a while, it is estimated that they will merge together and become a contaminated inheritance artifact.

Wang Zijia raised his hand to prevent further changes between the two and detain them separately.

Back to the top of the mountain.

"Meet the Patriarch!"

"I've seen the ancestor!"

“······”

A group of disciples who had returned to normal knelt down in unison and saluted Wang Zijia.

Wang Zijia waved his hand and said, "Send someone to the city under the mountain to stabilize the order, as for the other disciples, what should they do!" ”

"Follow the Patriarch's Decree!" All the disciples saluted in unison.

Wang Zijia waved to the sky, and in the center of the explosion, between the contraction of the rune ball, a mass of extremely polluted wriggling flesh and blood was detained by Wang Zijia.

Looking at this mass of flesh and blood, except for the extremely rich pollution, it does not have the obvious precipitation inheritance characteristics of the pollution method.

Obviously, the tall and thin man did escape.

At least part of it escaped, only the body and cultivation were blown up, and the divine soul escaped with the true seed.

Wang Zijia frowned, looked at Xiang Ji and Feng Haonan, and said, "What's going on?" ”

The two looked at each other, and Feng Haonan said blankly: "Master Zun, I don't know, these two people suddenly appeared on the top of the mountain, and they didn't even react to the Protector Sect Formation halfway. ”

Wang Zijia frowned, looked at the Xiang family around him, and the children who stayed to manage the sect and had a talent for pulling his hips.

Everyone was gossiping, and almost all of them didn't know why.

The more Wang Zijia asked, the more dazed he became.

It seems······ These two people came to the mountain suddenly, and suddenly controlled them in the process.

Because the cultivation of these disciples was too low, Wang Zijia didn't ask anything in the end, and after several fruitless inquiries, he could only arrange for them to deal with the aftermath.

After a few rounds of careful search and examination around to no avail, it was put on hold for the time being.

With Wang Zijia's departure, Liang Cheng fell out of it again.

However, in order to prevent him from feeling all the feelings of the leather demon when he was on his body, Wang Zijia had already stunned him in advance.

Seeing this, Feng Haonan, Xiang Ji and others hurriedly stepped forward to catch them.

"The ancestor is getting stronger and stronger!"

"Isn't this nonsense, there is news from the clan that the little sixteenth son-in-law is already a real person!"

"It's better for you to go home, and you actually recruited a real son-in-law."

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At the same time, I don't know how many thousands of miles away, in the Bone Soul View Sect, in a large hall.

A primordial god overhaul, with a piece of news, hurried to this hall and reported: "Lord Guanguan, there is a disciple who has captured the breath of the blood god. ”

"Where?" Before the contemporary viewer in the hall could reply, an old voice suddenly sounded in the hall. It is as piercing as a wire cutting through an iron plate, and when people listen to it, they will get goosebumps.

With his words, the soul mist that he didn't know where it came from poured into the main hall, making the main hall darken for a few minutes, and a black shadow condensed out of the main hall.

The Yuanshen overhaul and the contemporary viewer who came to report were all shocked, and they both saluted: "I've seen the ancestor!" ”

(End of chapter)