"Hey, he didn't die?"

While Zhen Wuhui was shocked, Lin Wudao who was in the dark also let out a slight sound of surprise.

His brows furrowed secretly!

The Great Wild Cauldron was blessed with the supernatural power of the five **** kings, but it couldn't cause too much damage to Zhen Wuhui.

From this, it can be seen that Zhen Wuhui's physical body has become unbelievably strong.

at the same time!

Lin Wudao also sighed in his heart, the level of Da Huang Ding is still too low.

If the Great Wild Cauldron rises to the level of a pseudo-divine weapon, under this cauldron, even if Zhen Wuhui does not die, he will be seriously injured.

"After the Taigu Shenjing is over, we must first find a way to raise the level of the Great Wild Cauldron, otherwise, it will be too passive."

"At that time, if I meet someone from the League of Justice again, I'm afraid I will suffer a big loss..."

He thought secretly in his heart.

Say it!

Lin Wudao manifested his figure directly from the darkness, continued to urge the Great Wild Dingod, frantically moved towards Zhen Wuhui, and suppressed it.

"hateful!"

"I thought it was someone plotting against me, but it turned out to be your wicked trio."

"Before in Panlong Ancient City, you killed my younger brother Zhen Bufan. Since we met today, let's go die..."

Zhen Wuhui's face was full of ferocity.

Crash!

Accompanied by his hateful voice, suddenly, a set of ancient black battle armor was put on his body in an instant, covering his entire body.

then.

Zhen Wuhui stepped forward with a sudden step, wrapped in a monstrous ferocious aura, and fought Lin Wudao together.

boom!

boom!

boom!

At this moment, Zhen Wuhui was fully armed.

The suit of battle armor on his body, although I don't know what kind of material it is, but its defensive power is very amazing.

Originally, Zhen Wuhui's physical body was already very strong, but with the addition of this suit of armor, his defensive power instantly rose several steps.

Even the power of the **** king of the Great Wild Cauldron can't really hurt him...

The two of you came and went, in the second layer of the ancient secret realm, the battle was dark, and the extreme power in the ten directions was endless.

hiss~

Seeing this scene, Ying Xuanzhen and the others who were watching all widened their eyes.

"Who is that person who can be on par with fellow Daoist Zhen?"

Tian Yangzi showed surprise.

They knew that Zhen Wuhui's physical strength was already comparable to that of a true god; to be able to fight him crazily without losing the wind, his physical body must be very terrifying.

"have no idea!"

"Looking at this posture, Zhen Wuhui and that person seem to know each other, and they still have a deep hatred for each other."

"Shouldn't be from my mountain world!"

Feng Xuanlie, the first deputy suzerain of the Sky Splitting Sword Sect, frowned.

"The cauldron in that person's hand is just an ancient spirit weapon of the extreme way. Why can it show such terrifying power?"

"Didn't you hear Fellow Daoist Zhen say that on top of that great cauldron, the power of the **** king is blessed."

"How...how is this possible? How can the level of the ancient spirit soldiers be able to withstand the power of the **** king?"

"Blessing the power of the true **** is already the limit?"

At this time!

The third prince Ying Wuque said in shock.

heard!

Everyone shook their heads.

"It should be that the material of the cauldron is special, so it can withstand the power of the **** king."

After examining for a moment, Ying Xuanzhen said in a deep voice.

"It should be!"

"Sigh, to be able to bear the majesty of the **** king, the material of that great tripod must be extremely extraordinary, and it is even more precious than ordinary divine materials and materials."

"It's too wasteful to refine an extremely ancient spirit weapon..."

"The outsiders are all monsters!"

Everyone discussed one after another.

at this time!

Feng Xuanlie, Tian Yangzi, Yun Cangming and others were all watching the excitement, but Ying Xuanzhen's expression was a little heavy.

because.

The battle between Zhen Wuhui and Lin Wudao has reached a fever pitch, and they are still in a stalemate.

It seems that no one can do anything to anyone...

"High Priest, Zhen Wuhui's physical body seems to be stronger than ordinary true gods."

"According to my estimation, his physical body can at least be comparable to a fifth-order true god."

the other side!

Yin Siming directed at Tu Shan Cang Yue, and said via voice transmission.

"Can the sword of war break through his defenses?"

"I'm afraid it will be difficult."

"The sword of war is a low-grade artifact, and it is only blessed with two divine powers. It can only break through the flesh of a third-order true **** at most."

"If you want to break through the body of the fifth-order true god, you must at least bless three divine powers."

"Furthermore, Zhen Wuhui also has a set of battle armor on his body, which strengthens his defense even more. In this way, the sword of war can't hurt him."

Yin Siming shook his head.

Hearing this, Tu Shan Cangyue nodded thoughtfully, and looked at Zhen Wuhui with a strange light.

"High Priest, shall we make a move?"

"No!"

"According to what you said, all of the wicked trio have mysterious origins and possess unique skills. In this case, they must have a way to deal with Zhen Wuhui."

"Let's just sit back and watch!"

"Taking this opportunity, let's take a look at the strength and background of the wicked trio..."

Tu Shan Cang Yue responded lightly.

subsequently.

Together with the others, she quietly watched the battle between Lin Wudao and Zhen Wuhui.

Boom!

Lin Wudao slammed the tripod down, and the terrifying power of the extreme way spread out, knocking Zhen Wuhui's body away again.

but!

And cause any harm to him!

"Heh, it's useless, so what if you bless the power of the **** king?"

"My physical body has already been tempered to the point where it is comparable to a fifth-order true god. In addition to this Mysterious Heaven Treasure Armor, its defense is strong enough to resist a sixth-order true god."

"So, you can't kill me, hahaha..."

Zhen Wuhui laughed wildly.

winter!

After the words fell, he waved his fist again, and rushed towards Lin Wudao aggressively.

see.

Lin Wudao also frowned.

Zhen Wuhui's physical body was even stronger than he expected.

If this stalemate continues, he really can't kill him...

How to do it?

Lin Wudao frowned more and more.

Swish!

And just as he was thinking secretly, he saw the mad Taoist quietly appearing behind Zhen Wuhui, holding a strange black wooden stick in his hand.

"Brother Ren, I have a way to kill Zhen Wuhui!"

"You imprison this guy, and I'll wait for the opportunity to give him a stick. Even if I'm a demigod, I can't hold my ghost stick."

"For the soul, it has a magical effect against the sky!"

"Go down with a stick, and Zhen Wuhui will definitely fall into a deep sleep, hehe..."

The madman smiled slyly.

Um?

Hearing his words suddenly, Lin Wudao glanced over the black stick, and opened his eyes wide.

Name: Soul Stick

Level: Innate Lingbao

Introduction: 1. Ignoring the defense, hitting a creature can make it fall into a deep sleep. The higher one's own cultivation level is, the longer the opponent will sleep.

2. For the soul body in the world, it can cause damage more than ten thousand times its own strength, and the soul will fly away with one stick.

3. Holding the soul stick, ignore all soul attacks!

A lot of information came into Lin Lin Wudao's eyes.

Innate spirit treasure?

Soul stick?

Looking at the feedback information, Lin Wudao was amazed in his heart. Apart from the previous Taiyi Fen Shuizhu, this was the second time he saw Lingbao.

I have to say, this mourning stick is indeed terrifying!

"Didn't you take it out earlier?"

"Hey, I didn't think about it at first, there are too many treasures..."

The madman laughed awkwardly.

Say it!

The two looked at each other, Lin Wudao activated the Great Wild Cauldron, and sent Zhen Wuhui away.

"Sky-fixing mantra!"

hum~

In an instant, a mighty power descended to the world and imprisoned Zhen Wuhui's body.

"Hmph, want to imprison me? Dreaming!"

Feeling the changes in his body, Zhen Wuhui snorted indifferently.

Crash!

I saw a mysterious talisman rising from behind him, and immediately after that, the imprisoned body instantly regained its freedom.

See this scene!

Even Lin Wudao can't sigh, the background of the League of Justice is indeed quite strong~www.mtlnovel.com~The means are far beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

but!

Even though Zhen Wuhui was backed by the League of Justice and had great supernatural powers, he still could not escape the evil hands of the mad Taoist.

boom!

The moment he released his confinement, the soul wand in the hands of the mad Taoist slammed **** the head.

"No, I..."

After being attacked by the mourning stick, Zhen Wuhui immediately felt bad.

He was just about to rebel.

However!

At this moment, a burst of uncontrollable tiredness and drowsiness surged out of the soul like a flood.

Just holding on for a breath, Zhen Wuhui fell to the ground uncontrollably...

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