Chapter 471: Fight the Seven Star Alliance Master Disciple Again
In the depths of the Netherworld, the water is misty and the waves are fierce.
At this time, a surprising scene appeared.
I saw a certain void on the sea, and the space suddenly floated, and a powerful spatial force diffused from it.
"Boom!"
There was a thunderbolt in the sky, and a rumbling sound echoed like thunder.
I saw a twist and roll in space, and a huge crack appeared, and three figures shot out of it.
"Senior brother, I'm not mistaken, right? They actually escaped from the space!"
I saw that a flying boat with flickering runes was suspended thousands of miles away from the distortion and squirming of space, and the two monks stared at Wang An and the others flying out of the space in amazement.
"Two Jindan mid-stage, one foundation... A few juniors, stop them, they must have encountered a great opportunity. The gray-robed old man's horse face was stretched long, and a look of greed welled up in his eyes, and he roared hysterically.
After speaking, he immediately put away the spirit boat and galloped towards Wang An and the others.
Feeling the different laws between heaven and earth, Wang An was in a great mood, and just called Xiao Ruoli, his brows were furrowed, and a trace of evil flashed on his face.
"Woohoo!"
The aura surged in the air, two spiritual lights fell in front of them, and a powerful spiritual pressure burst in, and the powerful divine sense directly shrouded Wang An and the others.
"Hahaha, little girl, the token in your hand is quickly handed over to the old man. Fu Yu felt the faint spatial power emanating from the token in Xiao Ruoli's hand, and his eyes were full of greed.
As soon as Fu Yu's words fell, and without waiting for Xiao Ruoli to speak, the void was grabbed, and the aura surged, and a pair of giant hands transformed into aura grabbed the Sumeru Order in her hand.
"Hmph, dare to be a bold fanatic?"
Wang An's face changed, he snorted coldly, and a powerful divine sense suddenly appeared. The momentum on his body was rising, and his arm was filled with a layer of pale silver, and he suddenly strengthened by three points, and a punch was blasted out.
The wind was raging, as thick as a mountain, and fell heavily on the giant palm of the vitality.
"Boom! bang!"
The aura of heaven and earth was raging, and a fist and a palm directly collapsed, turning into a flood of aura, and the two of them shook their figures, and they both looked at each other with a look of surprise.
"Hey, junior, you are actually a high-level refiner!" Fu Yu's eyes flashed with a hint of light, staring at Wang An's restored arm, and said coldly.
"Hmph, just a fake infant monk, without asking right or wrong, he shot at us, what are your intentions?" Wang An said slowly, his body filled with a faint murderous aura.
"Hahaha, junior, the old man is the deacon of the Seven Star Alliance. The so-called treasures are resided by virtuous people, and you must have entered some great secret realm. Since the old man saw it, he obediently handed over the storage bag. Fu Yu stared at Wang An and the others, his expression changed, and he suddenly said sharply.
"Haha, are you afraid? Listen to my senior brother obediently, and hurry up and hand over your storage bags. Liu Quan saw Wang An, who had a sluggish face, and said triumphantly.
"Seven Star Alliance, you are the people of the Seven Star Alliance! Hmph, Tianji Island, a small sect composed of a scattered cultivation alliance, don't think that if you occupy a large and medium-sized island, you can do whatever you want. Wang An was stunned when he heard this, and suddenly scolded.
The first time the Seven Star Alliance dealt with them was actually in Penglai Immortal Island, and they also killed their disciples at that time.
After coming to the Tianquan Sect, Wang An checked the information and learned that this force was a first-class force composed of many scattered cultivators in Tianji Island, occupying a large island.
Although there are many gods in this sect, there are many internal contradictions, and there is also the heritage left by the ancient sect, it is simply a paper tiger, so Wang An quickly forgot about this sect.
If it weren't for meeting the two Fu Yu brothers today, Wang An would have remembered this sect.
"What? boy, you're just looking for death. After listening to Wang An's words, Fu Yu suddenly jumped like thunder.
"Senior brother, take him down for me, I'll take care of this little girl first. A hint of viciousness flashed in Fu Yu's eyes, and he rushed towards Xiao Ruoli as soon as his body moved.
The aura around the body surged, the power of the law was permeated, and the terrifying spiritual pressure permeated the heaven and earth.
"Hmph, your opponent is me!" Wang An patted the storage bag on his waist, and a superb spirit sword appeared in his hand, and a sword was slashed out.
The sword aura was awe-inspiring, and a sword intent swept the heavens and the earth, mighty and sharp.
"Hey, the double cultivation of the law body, and the sword cultivation with budding sword intent, what kind of sect are you?" Fu Yu saw Wang An's performance, his expression froze, and the movements in his hands stopped.
"Hmph, look at the sword! you don't need to know who I am. A cold glint flashed in Wang An's eyes, and a terrifying killing intent erupted all around him.
"Hmph, this is the Netherworld, who knows if you're dead......?" Fu Yu was stunned for a moment, then laughed weirdly, opened his mouth and spit out, and a gossip mirror with golden light flashed in the air.
As Fu Yu chanted the words in his mouth, a little finger, the mirror flashed with golden light, runes gushed, and a powerful spiritual pressure rose to the sky.
"Haha, this is the old man's natal magic weapon, the Yanjin Bagua Mirror, which is a medium-grade magic weapon. Fu Yu looked at his magic weapon, looked stunned, and said to himself.
"Whew!"
He screamed, and the Yanjin Bagua Mirror flickered, and countless golden lights shot out, each ray of light with a powerful spiritual pressure, enveloping Wang An's head.
Wang An's pupils shrank, and the three-foot Qingfeng in his hand moved, conjuring up tens of thousands of sword rays, and a radiant sword curtain appeared in front of him.
"Boom!"
The sword qi was raging, the golden gourd overflowed, and the terrifying power erupted in all directions, and the void twisted and surged, causing ripples.
The terrifying golden law permeated the heavens and the earth, lingering on Wang An's flying sword.
"Whoa..."
The next moment, Wang An's expression changed greatly, the spiritual light of the spirit sword in his hand was dim, and the surface was covered with dense cracks, and it seemed to have completely reduced to scrap metal.
"Zizizi!"
At the same time, countless Yanjin Bagua Mirrors surged, and the next time countless golden lights shot towards Wang An, a sound of breaking the air echoed in the void.
"Drink!
Wang An's face sank, he threw away the spirit sword in his hand, and roared angrily, and an ancient and barbaric aura suddenly erupted from his body, and the surging blood qi surged around his body.
Silver light flickered, Sanskrit sound bursts, at this moment, Wang An's whole person was raised by three inches, like an ancient god and demon awakening, the terrifying huge force stirred between heaven and earth, and the void rippled.
"Hey, you refining body... The momentum is comparable to that of Yuan Ying!" Feeling the breath on Wang An's body, Fu Yu's face changed wildly, and the magic trick in his hand moved, and once again urged the Yanjin Bagua Mirror, and the mirror turned around and smashed directly towards Wang An.
There was a whooshing sound in the air, and the law of gold was permeated, and a sharp qi seemed to be able to penetrate the void and rush towards Wang An.