This discovery made Yang Quan feel a little disappointed, but he was soon relieved, although he himself had some adventures and opportunities, and obtained some very good exercises, but the background of these two was much stronger than him, and the number of exercises that the forces behind him could provide alone exceeded him by a lot.

In the eyes of the low-level monks, the intensity of the battle between Zhou Wei and Wei Wusheng has come down, since Zhou Wei took out the double hammer, the efficiency of the two attacks each other has been reduced by more than half, and they can't help but be a little puzzled, but in the eyes of the senior monks, the battle between the two is becoming more and more terrifying, and the main battle is no longer magic weapons and Taoism, but the confrontation of divine consciousness.

The clash of divine consciousness is very dangerous, maybe in an instant, it seems to outsiders that nothing has happened, but one side may have suffered heavy losses.

Swords and spears, the transformation of the two people's divine consciousness quickly transformed into various blades, and then collided with each other and annihilated. At the same time, the magic weapons of the two did not stop, which amazed almost all the high-ranking monks who watched the battle.

"Khooth!"

"Khooth!"

The magic weapons of the two clashed, and the sound of gold and stone intersecting, resounded for dozens of miles, and most of the low-level monks who were watching were envious, how many kinds of materials were used to fuse such a strong magic weapon.

But what they didn't know was that the real key confrontation was no longer on the magic weapon at this time, but a silent confrontation of divine consciousness.

Wei Wusheng pinched the seal with one hand, and the sword constantly appeared in the center of his eyebrows, which was dazzling, and it looked ethereal with his divine sense, but in fact, the lethality was extremely strong, if a monk who had just entered the Jindan stage entered the battlefield and came to the center of the battle between the two divine senses, I was afraid that he would be wiped out in less than half an hour.

And Zhou Wei is another fighting style, condensing into an extremely condensed long stick with divine consciousness, constantly replenishing the power of divine consciousness, and then the long stick crosses those messy divine sense weapons.

"Awesome..."Yang Quan sighed and said: "In the end, it is a master of the Heavenly Ranks, such a divine sense power, as well as the ability to control, is indeed much stronger than us." ”

Yang Quan saw the gap, it seemed that in every aspect, he was a cut behind these masters, although it didn't seem to be far behind, but the gap was the gap, and it was really difficult to catch up.

"That's natural, otherwise how could you be selected into the heavenly list. However, Brother Yang doesn't have to be too entangled, there are not many such masters after all, and with Brother Dao's strength at this time, he has actually surpassed the vast majority of Jindan stage monks. Fang Xianqiong said.

Wei Wusheng didn't say a word, this was the most difficult battle he had fought since he arrived in Zhongzhou, almost all the previous battles were crushed, his cultivation mana and divine sense were much higher than ordinary Jindan period monks, coupled with sharp magic weapons, he had never been so laborious, the means were almost exhausted, and he was only in a stalemate with all his strength, and he could even be hit hard at any time.

"There is such a powerful female cultivator..."Wei Wusheng was shocked in his heart, and felt endless pressure, since he came to Zhongzhou, he had dozens of consecutive physiology, including many famous people, so that he didn't pay too much attention to the so-called Tianbang, but at this time, he really fought against it, only to find that it was so difficult, and he could lose at any time.

He even had a slight panic in his heart, what if he lost in front of everyone? This Zhou Wei was so violent and decisive, once he had the advantage, would he directly kill himself? He never thought that he would be afraid of death, because he had never felt the threat of death.

"Hum..."

The heavy long stick waved over, Wei Wusheng's face turned a little pale, and the power of his divine sense continued to emerge, resisting the long stick condensed by Zhou Wei's divine sense.

"Can't go on like this!" Wei Wusheng suddenly woke up, ashamed of his cowardice just now, his strength was not weaker than Zhou Wei, if you count the magic weapons and means that have not been used, he may even be stronger than the other party!

"How can I be compared to a female cultivator!"

A hint of decisiveness appeared on Wei Wusheng's face, and he quickly mobilized his divine sense power, and shouted: "Punish the gods!" The power of his divine sense quickly turned into a long knife and slashed at Zhou Wei.

Punishing the gods, destroying the divine consciousness, this is one of the moves in the divine consciousness exercises he has cultivated, and it is extremely powerful and easy to use, because it will also cause a great load on himself.

This long knife was so condensed that even the low-level monks who were watching let out an exclamation at this time, because they were now aware of the long knife, as if the essence was extremely terrifying.

"Hmm..."

Zhou Wei was slashed by the long knife, and the long stick composed of divine consciousness dissipated, and her face instantly turned pale and staggered in the air.

"Soul Slayer!"

Wei Wusheng was unforgiving, and another divine sense attack was struck, and this time the divine consciousness conjured up a long sword, and the general outline could be seen with the naked eye.

Zhou Wei's face changed slightly, and she pointed to her eyebrows, and then she also burst out with a powerful divine sense.

"Gathering Spirits!"

A vague figure composed of the power of divine consciousness suddenly drilled out from the center of Zhou Wei's eyebrows, facing the long sword, the moment the two clashed, the long sword pierced the figure, but at the same time, the figure also grabbed the long sword, quickly wiped it out, and then continued to move towards Wei Wusheng.

This time it was Wei Wusheng's turn to change his face drastically, and seeing the vague figure approaching, he could only use his moves again:

"Soul Eater!"

A strange and hideous gray skeleton appeared, and the vague skeleton image pounced on the side of the vague figure composed of Zhou Wei's divine sense, and suddenly opened its big mouth to bite it, and let out a terrible roar.

The vague figure that Zhou Wei's divine consciousness turned into was bitten off at once, her face became more and more ugly, but her eyes became more and more determined, and there was even a crazy look, under the continuous attack of the magic weapon, she even rushed forward directly with a double hammer in her hand!

"It's crazy..."Yang Quan looked at Zhou Wei in the battlefield, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

The weird gray skeleton continued to gnaw at the vague figure, but the figure ignored it and went straight to Wei Wusheng's eyebrows, and Wei Wusheng, who had just calmed down, couldn't help but stand on end at this time, and hit him again.

The vague figure was pierced again, and became tattered, but it still persevered and went straight to the center of the eyebrows.

"Hateful! What kind of move is this?" Wei Wusheng was terrified in his heart, the speed of the confrontation between the two divine senses was extremely fast, and seeing the gray figure approaching, he was really a little hairy.

Outside the formation, in the Wei Wusheng Palace, an old figure suddenly appeared, looking at the situation in the formation, his brows furrowed, and he was just about to take action, as if he was going to do something at any time, but he didn't expect a middle-aged monk with a purple and gold crown on his head and a python robe to block in front of the palace.

"What do you mean by that?" the old man asked.

The middle-aged monk didn't pay any attention to the other party's inquiry, and just stood with his hands in his hands, but the meaning was very clear that he didn't want this person to intervene.

"The two of them are not fighting to the death, they are just fighting, Daoist friends are blocking me like this, in case there is an accident between the two..."Wei Wusheng said to each other.

"That's a lack of strength, and I can't blame others. The middle-aged monk replied.

"Are you so sure that your daughter of the dynasty can win?

"If she loses, it's just a lack of strength. ”

Few people paid attention to the confrontation between the two, except for a few big forces who arranged the formation here, they all looked at the side of the palace, and they all sneered, their eyes were very disdainful. In this place of Zhongzhou, the most taboo thing about the two sides is that the intervention of one of the protectors will make everyone scoff, but Wei Wusheng is from the Southern Dynasty after all, and it is not surprising that he does not abide by such rules.

"Ahh

The gray figure rushed into Wei Wusheng's eyebrows, and the old monk above the palace revealed his figure, and his momentum exploded instantly, intending to forcibly break through the middle-aged monk's block, but the next moment, several Yuan Infant Monks seemed to fly here unintentionally and glanced at him.