"When" in the sound of a strong earthquake impact, the earth-turning seal fell backwards like flying, Zheng Zheng was originally like a rooted foot, and retreated seven steps in a row, so that he could stand firmly. There was something on his face that was not very good-looking, even if the foundation building monk was lowered to the Great Perfection, he was still unexpectedly powerful.

And in the first attack of the Tungsten Yuan Divine Sword, several faint cracks surfaced.

I'll go.

This tungsten cloud divine sword is so sharp that it is so good?

An ordinary blow, and he actually beat the "Turning the Sky Seal" like this?

Although it is only the best magic weapon, how can it be said that it is also made of the red copper of Shouyang Mountain, how do you feel that under this divine sword, it is like tofu?

"Hahaha, is that all you have to do?" Zhu Rong pointed his fingers, and the Tungsten Yuan Divine Sword swirled around his head, and he couldn't help but smile when he saw that Zheng Zheng was forced to be unbearable with one move.

Zheng Zheng closed his lips tightly, and the heaven-turning seal was sacrificed again.

This time, Yinzhong was filled with violent energy, turning into the size of a small mountain, and the golden light was shining up and down, like the top of Mount Tai, and it was majestic and majestic, and it bombarded towards Zhu Rong.

"Hehe, the light of the grain of rice, also dare to compete with the bright moon. Zhu Rong laughed coldly, and the Tungsten Cloud Divine Sword took off again, and under the encouragement of mana, countless black Gengjin sword qi, like a peacock opening the screen, kept blasting into the sky.

The sound of rain hitting the plantains, tinkling endlessly, the sky-turning seal the size of a small mountain, in the flying Gengjin sword qi, burst out countless black and white intersecting light and smoke, the downward trend immediately slowed down, and one by one the red copper was cut, falling all over the sky.

Zheng Zheng looked at the endless Gengjin black sword qi, and then looked at Zhu Rong, who kept his posture unchanged and thought he was extremely chic, he could only play a trick and take back the sky-turning seal that had been hit into thousands of holes in his hand.

But the Tungsten Yuan Divine Sword did not fall to attack as the Heaven Turning Seal was withdrawn, and countless sword qi were overwhelming, just like precision cruise missiles, trailing the Heaven Turning Seal, and Qi Qi struck at Zheng Zheng.

The moment of truth has arrived.

All the monks couldn't help but hold their breath, wanting to see what Zheng Zheng's final hole cards were.

It's just that to the great disappointment of Ling Yunfeng's disciples, this guy actually moved sideways, performed a short-distance space jump spell, and moved directly to the edge of the protective shield, staring at the tungsten Yuan Divine Sword and its Gengjin sword qi like a meteor catching the moon.

Seeing that he was about to bombard his body, Zheng Zheng suddenly shot out a golden light.

Boom, boom, a series of dense explosions burst open on the protective shield, and countless black clouds rose up, showing gorgeous psychedelia.

In the end, the sound dissipated, and the Tungsten Yuan Divine Sword also retreated and flew back.

The defensive shield of the ring was affected by this blow, as if it had not been affected at all, and not even a ripple had flipped up. Zhu Rong's face was a little pale, and he said: "Zheng Zheng, is this your only means? It turns out that your escape kung fu is more than a hundred times stronger than your alchemy kung fu." “

Zheng Zheng didn't pay attention to his sarcasm at all, and just sneered: "Senior brother, if you think you can beat me, then just let the horse come." “

Zhu Rong will not give up, the tungsten cloud divine sword keeps offering to the air, and all kinds of changes and magical powers change back and forth with the mind of the original god. Each move is colorful and magnificent. But even if he used the true yuan to the extreme, every time at the most critical moment, Zheng Zheng would shoot out the golden light of the retreat, and then use the protective shield to evade it, and he was a little helpless for a while.

I see.

Now the disciples have some understanding, it turns out that Zheng Zheng's reliance is this golden light.

This golden light is indeed good, the magic trick is fast-triggered, and it is also perfect when dodging. After everyone understood, they had a sense of boredom, they liked to see head-on fighting, not this kind of monkey walking around in circles in the ring.

Watching the disciples from the audience is kind and so, not to mention Zhu Rong.

He was already getting more and more angry, and the more he fought, the more anxious he became. The most hateful Zheng Zheng, this kid, kept taunting while avoiding escape: "Senior brother, your sword qi is getting less and less, and your power is getting worse and worse." Did you not eat in the morning, or did you toss and turn on the belly of a good friend for too long last night?"

Zhu Rong was so angry that he simply withdrew the Tungsten Cloud Divine Sword, untied the green scarf from the tip of his hair, and played a trick on it, the green scarf immediately became longer in a straight line, covering the sky and the sun, and he roared wildly: "This time look where you run." “

The green towel took off into the air, enveloping the entire space and turning into a sea of cyan. Among them, the head of the scarf, like a cyan dragon, wrapped around the narrow sky and began to pursue Zheng Zheng.

This should be a magic weapon to bind the enemy.

Zheng Zheng flipped it with one hand, and a purple and green flame fell into the palm of his hand.

Burn it for me.

He let out a deep sigh in his heart, and the purple and green spirit that was beaten out immediately swayed into a flame, and the "Thunderbolt Pala" began to burn against the green scarf.

This Purple and Green Divine Flame, also known as the Doushi Fire, evolved from the Ten Thousand Tribulations of the Chaotic Void, and even if it is obtained from the Earth Immortal Realm, it is also a great spiritual treasure. Therefore, no matter how high the grade of the green scarf is, as long as it is stained with a star and a half, it will begin to burn.

Since the green scarf covered the entire arena space, except for a few cultivators who were Gao Zhuo monks, the rest of the people didn't see what was going on at all, and found that the green scarf had already burned.

"Zheng Zheng, I want you to regret this life. Zhu Rong hurriedly took back the green scarf, but saw that it was already scorched black, his nostrils were smoking, his eyes were spewing fire, and he was obviously annoyed and angry.

An extremely powerful mana fluctuation came out, and a series of creepy "hiss" sounds came out of the circle. Not long after, a colorful lizard with seven colors of light crawled out of the circle. The lizard was three feet long, with seven-colored scales on its body, floating in the void but looming.

"The seven-colored flower-wearing lizard on the first floor of the foundation. “

"This is the spirit beast of Ling Hongfeng's deputy peak master, Uncle Cangyang. “

"Wow" All the disciples were in an uproar, this Zhu Rong is too shameless, and it is okay to fight the Great Perfection Monk with the foundation building cultivation as the point, anyway, it is within the permission of the rules. But he didn't take down the other party for such a long time, but instead moved the demon beast of the foundation building period, if this word was turned out, would Zhu Rong still have face? When Zheng Zheng saw this seven-colored flower-wearing lizard, his eyes were also a little shocked.

For Zhu Rong, he tried his best to defeat the other party, but he couldn't expose too many hole cards, which was already very difficult. Now that this demon beast will also step into the battlefield, if he has reservations, he is afraid that the consequences will be unimaginable.

It seems that he can't keep it anymore.

Zhu Rong saw Zheng Zheng's expression gloomy, and couldn't help but look up to the sky and laugh wildly: "Haha, Senior Brother Zheng, how about it, it's too late to admit defeat now." ”