Chapter 115
"Hahaha, you are talking nonsense here, do you really think I am dead!"

Zhao Lizheng looked up to the sky and laughed, his whole body glowed with golden light, and the power of his soul burst out, hovering above his head, and when he raised his finger, the surrounding trees began to move.

"Hmph, it's up to you, a monk at the Nascent Soul level?"

Duomu snorted coldly, and he stepped suddenly, stepping into the void, splashing waves, aiming to go straight to Zhao Lizheng.

"Wood and rattan strangle!"

Zhao Lizheng stared at him, and the surrounding trees frantically surged towards Domu, strangling him and blocking his attack route.

While dodging, Duo Mu stepped towards Zhao Lizheng. Halfway through, he found the first five ways to go, and there was no way back.

Mu Teng approached Duomu step by step, and Duomu chuckled silently. He opened his big hand and whispered softly, "Break it!"

boom!
Before Mu Teng got close, he was easily destroyed by Domu. Such an attack was nothing to him, not even a threat.

"Do you think my target is you?"

After Zhao Lizheng's words fell, his eyes froze for a moment, and a golden light quickly passed by his side. When he turned around, he saw Zhao Lizheng holding the collar of another demonized monk, his eyes bursting with divine light.

"Shock!"

With the blessing of the reincarnation eye and the power of the soul, the demonic monk in front of him was almost instantly frightened. Without thinking, he inserted the black rod in his hand into the opponent's body instantly.

boom!
At the same time, he was attacked by Dou Mu from behind, and countless auras struck him, completely submerging his body.

Domu lowered his palm, staring deeply at the scope of the explosion, and then quickly flew forward, pinching the magic weapon in his hand.

"Blood spirit blockade!"

He raised his finger, mobilized his spiritual power, and many bloody cracks appeared around the explosion. Red lightning surged out of the cracks, forming countless chains, chaining the entire area, forming a Blocked areas to limit the surge of spiritual power.

After Duomu finished all this, he suddenly felt the strong wind blowing around his cheeks, and soon there were countless tiny wounds on his skin. When he focused his eyes, he saw Zhao Lizheng walking away with golden light all over his body. out.

"Just relying on such an attack, you want to keep me? Impossible, the flames of war!"

A nameless flame blew up in the wind, surrounding Duomu, and with a big wave of his hand, Domu blew away the wind in front of him, and the next moment, the difficult wooden vines surged over again.

"Let me see how much spiritual power you have to drive!"

Duomu was also angry, he yelled, and with a wave of his palm, the wooden vines shattered, but the strong wind surged at the same time.

After being entangled like this for a while, Duo Mu couldn't help being furious. Zhao Lizheng's spiritual power seemed endless and would never be exhausted, which made him feel overwhelmed.

When he raised his head, he suddenly rubbed his palms together, the spiritual light rose, and Mu Dun's wood chips splashed again. His vision recovered, but he saw Zhao Lizheng riding a dragon.

"Vientiane Tianyin!"

Zhao Lizheng protruded a black stick from the palm of his hand, and used the Vientiane Sky Yin to attract eyes.

Duomu's eyes moved slightly, he used his spiritual power to resist, his body flew towards Zhao Lizheng uncontrollably, at this moment his eyes flickered, showing doubts.

"Why didn't the spirit lock array lock his spiritual power!"

As Duomu thought, he suddenly closed and opened his hands, and a long sword surged out. With a shake of his long sword, the spiritual sword flashed, and countless sword lights flew away and flew towards Zhao Lizheng.

Zhao Lizheng didn't dodge or dodge, his eyes were deep, the golden light on his body became thicker, and the sword light flashed and struck him.

A gap was opened in the golden light, but Zhao Lizheng didn't care at all. Looking at the approaching Duo Mu, his eyes sharpened, and he stretched out his palm.

"I have to admit that you are very strong, but it is a big mistake for you to attract me to your side!"

Duomu stared at Zhao Lizheng deeply, grabbed Zhao Lizheng's palm with his palm, and said slowly: "I know, the black stick in your hand has a special effect. This black stick seems to be able to absorb people's spiritual power. , this is also one of the reasons why the formation that blocks spiritual power is ineffective for you!"

As he said this, he looked at the monk who was slumped on the wooden vine. His expression was slack, and the light in his eyes gradually disappeared. It was obvious that he was almost sucked dry by Zhao Lizheng.

After Domu had the first layer of doubts, he noticed the demonized monks under him, and he knew Zhao Lizheng's methods.

The demonized monks here are all at the level of the god-forming stage, and those who can reach the level of the god-forming stage have naturally strong and powerful spiritual power.

With such monks providing spiritual power to Zhao Lizheng, it is natural that Zhao Lizheng's spiritual power is constantly surging.

"You're pretty smart, so what?"

Zhao Lizheng smiled, even without this demonized monk, it doesn't matter, each of his three apprentices hides a black stick, which is his subsequent spiritual power supply.

"It's not bad for a talent like you to become one of Si Tu's avatars!"

The swirl-shaped spiritual power appeared in the eyes of Duo Mu, and Zhao Lizheng sneered when he saw this, "Do you think you can compare with me in terms of spiritual power?"

"You're too close to me!"

"Don't be a god!"

Zhao Lizheng stared suddenly, and at the same time used the ability of the eyes of reincarnation to cast awe. The two divine senses attacked Dou Mu at the same time. The vortex in Dou Mu's eyes disappeared instantly, and there was a daze in his eyes.

Zhao Lizheng's eyes were sharp and his killing intent was awe-inspiring. He suddenly opened his hand, and a dozen black sticks emerged from his hand, and they immediately stuck on Duo Mu's body.

At this moment, Duo Mu's expression cleared up. He saw the black stick stuck on his body and couldn't help being angry. Just as he was about to use his spiritual power, he saw Zhao Lizheng wave his hand.

"Earth Blast!"

Countless gravels surged, attracting Duomu away. The gravels fell on him, and the black rod was still absorbing his strength, making him unable to resist.

"I actually fell into the hands of a junior!"

When Domu opened his mouth, his consciousness gradually became loose.

Zhao Lizheng's eyes widened. At this moment, countless information flooded into his mind, not only spiritual power, but also the memories of the eyes.

He saw countless mountains of corpses and seas of blood. On top of the sea of ​​blood, sat a man with a rather crazy expression.

"It should be you, the recipient of the inheritance of ancient divine power!"

Zhao Lizheng's eyes were deep. He had already learned the man's location through Duo Mu's memory, and then he stared, and the power in his eyes was activated again.

"Divine power!"

With divine power appearing, the space was slowly opened by Zhao Lizheng, and he got in without hesitation.

At this moment, in the sea of ​​blood, the red-haired man slowly raised his head and looked at Zhao Lizheng who appeared.

"You actually found this place by yourself, is Domu dead?"

(End of this chapter)

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