"Boom!"

"Dangdang~"

A large number of ritual artifacts crisscrossed each other, colliding with each other to make a dull sound.

Originally, the battle positions of the two sides were distinct, but as time passed, the monks on both sides gradually dispersed and fought each other, causing the battlefield to gradually spread outward, and it was chaotic for a short time.

There are only a dozen or so monks in the top ten sects who are still united to fight against Cong Jiansheng alone.

And Cong Jiansheng fought alone against more than a dozen god-transforming stage cultivators, and still did not fall behind, and he could still find an opportunity to seriously injure a god-transforming elder every once in a while, making him unable to fight again.

According to this trend, it won't be long before the dozen elders of the Ten Great Sects will all be defeated.

At that time, the defeat of the ten major sects will be decided.

Cong Jiansheng stepped on a bronze tripod under his feet, and a thick shield rose from the big tripod to cover him, no matter how a dozen god-transforming monks attacked, they couldn't break through this defense.

And the magic weapon attacks he unleashed usually made the elders scramble and difficult to deal with.

It is clear which is stronger and which is weak.

Zhuang Hong just flew to the side and watched, he was very curious about the attack methods of the magic weapons of this group of god-transforming monks, and he really wanted to take these magic weapons over and study them carefully.

But it's clear that the occasion isn't the right moment.

Just as Zhuang Hong was thinking about how to learn to cultivate immortals with these monks who seemed to be very powerful, a demon monk took the initiative to find them.

This is a primordial infant monk of the Demon Gate, he is dressed in a green robe, and his face is full of victorious smiles.

After he had just eliminated his opponent, he immediately locked on Zhuang Hong, a soft persimmon who didn't seem to have much cultivation.

"Hey, hey! This Taoist friend is really interested, and he even has the kung fu to watch the demon master's fighting method, so let me play with you. ”

Zhuang Hong was also interested, smiled, and hooked his hand towards the Yuanying monk: "Come, let's play." ”

The Yuanying monk sneered, flew in front of Zhuang Hong, and the law was pinched, and a small flying sword with a cyan light came straight towards Zhuang Hong.

Zhuang Hong just observed the flying sword fired curiously, without any defensive measures.

"Whoosh-"

The flying sword teleported in front of Zhuang Hong, and then passed through his chest without hindrance.

"Huh?" The infant monk was stunned for a moment, and he couldn't figure out the situation for a while.

His sword was just a tentative attack, and he never thought that he could kill Zhuang Hong with one sword, but unexpectedly, Zhuang Hong didn't dodge or dodge in the face of his attack, and just let the flying sword shoot him through.

However, he was only stunned for a moment before reacting: "No, the sword just now didn't hit the target, it should have been dodged by him." ”

The infant monk became solemn.

Although his flying sword is only a tentative attack, it is so fast that it is usually impossible to dodge, and can only be blocked with defensive magic weapons.

But he could confirm that the blow had not hit any targets.

"It does look like it has penetrated through him, but there is no sensation of penetrating the body from the flying sword, which means that he has probably mastered a phantom spell, and what I see is not an entity."

Yuanying Monk's thoughts turned sharply, and his mind locked on Zhuang Hong's figure, and with a wave of his hand, three flying swords shot out, staggering towards Zhuang Hong, the trajectory was uncertain and extremely fast, and it was difficult to dodge.

This is exactly what he uses to use his magic weapon, the 'Three-Threaded Snake', which is specially designed to restrain his nimble opponents.

He believes that under this blow, even if he can't take out his opponent, he will definitely make his opponent exposed.

Zhuang Hong looked at the three flying swords wandering around, did not dodge again, and had the intention to test the attack power of the three flying swords.

So he spread his hand and cast a defensive spell.

'Mitsubishi Shield'!

The next moment, three light blue small Ling shields opened in front of him, blocking in front of the three flying swords.

"Dangdang!"

The flying sword slammed into the small Ling shield and bounced back.

'Touch of the Golden Fang'!

"Whoa!"

Three chains ejected from Zhuang Hong's hand, and in the blink of an eye, the three flying swords that bounced back were tied up and pulled in front of Zhuang Hong.

Zhuang Hong stretched out his hand to take a flying sword, observed it curiously, and used his spiritual power to infiltrate into the flying sword, intending to record the inside and outside of the flying sword in the world of knowing the sea, but accidentally crushed the spiritual power attached to the flying sword by the Yuanying monk.

After his spiritual power was defeated by Zhuang Hong, the Yuanying Monk covered his head and screamed, looking at Zhuang Hong with a shocked expression.

He found that one of his three flying swords had lost control, and the other two swords could not break free of the two chains, no matter how much they struggled.

"How is this possible?!"

Although there is also this kind of skill of seizing people's magic weapons, it is very rare, such an easy way to seize magic weapons as Zhuang Hong, he has only seen it in the hands of the demon lord Cong Jiansheng, the most incredible thing for him is that Zhuang Hong can actually break the divine thought attached to the flying sword in an instant.

In his opinion, even the Demon Lord Cong Jiansheng couldn't do it.

What puzzled him the most was that the three chains stretched out from Zhuang Hong's hand were spells that could bind his flying sword and couldn't move.

He had been in the immortal cultivation realm for so many years, and he had never heard of anyone who still possessed such a means.

Moreover, spells are inferior to magic weapons, which is the consensus of the immortal cultivation world.

Zhuang Hong used a spell to hold his magic weapon, which was simply unreasonable.

The Yuanying Monk didn't get good feedback from Zhuang Hong with two blows in a row, which made him understand that he had met a guy who was not easy to mess with.

However, he did not retreat, but continued to throw out various magic weapons to attack Zhuang Hong, because the three flying swords controlled by Zhuang Hong were very valuable, and he also wanted to try to take the flying swords back.

The most important thing is that although he senses that Zhuang Hong is not easy to mess with, he does not feel a mortal threat from Zhuang Hong, which makes him think that no matter what happens, he can escape from Zhuang Hong.

Therefore, when this Yuanying monk was facing Zhuang Hong, he did not have much fear.

And Zhuang Hong was also happy to fight with this Yuanying cultivator, and personally experienced how the immortal cultivators of this world fought.

So, he just started fighting with this Yuanying monk.

After fighting back and forth, Zhuang Hong soon found that this immortal cultivation world was different from the immortal cultivation world he imagined.

For example, these immortal cultivators don't know any five-element spells such as thunder, fire, and ice, and even if they can release flames, they are all achieved by using special materials, just like spraying oil to ignite fire, and even if there are some special spells, the power is not great, and it is not even as good as the attack of a flying sword.

For another example, most of the strength of immortal cultivators is above magic weapons, and the suppressive power of aura at different levels is not as great as imagined. If a Yuan Infant Monk held an extremely powerful and superb magic weapon, he might be able to kill a higher-level Avatar Monk.

This made Zhuang Hong suspect that he had come to a rudimentary version of the immortal cultivation world.

Of course, it is also possible that the rumors he heard about the immortal cultivation world were the result of imaginative processing.

After the two fought for a while, the Yuanying Monk was shocked by Zhuang Hong's various operations and was drenched in a cold sweat behind his back, and a wave of fear inexplicably rose in his heart.

After another blow, the Yuanying monk arched his hand and said: "This Taoist friend is really good, I admire it, you wait here for a while, I will go back, and then I will fight with you for three hundred rounds." ”

After saying that, he turned around and flew away.

Zhuang Hong was surprised: "Don't fight?" ”

He didn't stop him, but observed the current situation.

What he didn't expect was that after the Yuanying monk left for a short while, he turned back and brought a monk from the Transformation Stage with him.

The Yuanying monk pointed at Zhuang Hong and said, "Senior Wuyi, that's him." ”

Zhuang Hong: "??? ”

When the Avatar Monk known as Wuyi Daoist saw Zhuang Hong, he grinned and said, "Boy, it's quite well hidden, now obediently hand over the treasures on your body, and I can spare your life." ”

Zhuang Hong: "Treasures? I don't know what treasures I still have. ”

Wuyi Daoist sneered, "I hope your mouth can be so hard later." ”

After speaking, he directly started and shot several magic weapons towards Zhuang Hong, but all his attacks were dodged by Zhuang Hong.

After a while, Wuyi Daoren's face was full of shock, and he looked at Zhuang Hong incredulously and muttered, "Why are all my attacks ineffective?" ”

The Yuanying Monk's face was even more ugly, and he didn't expect that the helper he had found would have no way to take Zhuang Hong.

Zhuang Hong smiled, waved his hand at them and said, "We are not in the same dimension, there is no comparison, don't treat me as an opponent." ”

Wuyidao's face was cloudy, and he wanted to leave and was unwilling and hesitant.

At this moment, he saw a god-transforming monk flying by, and immediately beckoned: "Jinping Daoist, please stay, and please help." ”

Seeing this, Zhuang Hong's face suddenly darkened: ", call one by one, I'm afraid you can call everyone over later......"

(End of chapter)