Chapter 198 Absorb
"So that's it, that's it, that's great, that's great!"

Zhao Lizheng's eyes showed madness. With the passage of his power, he has absorbed all the phantoms of this fairy.

The moment after absorbing it, he was taken aback for a moment, and felt that there was a pair of incomparably terrifying existences in the fairy world spying on him with their pupils.

"Is it that immortal? After these few killings, he should become stronger!"

Zhao Lizheng murmured, the phantom of a fairy cannot be completely eliminated, and every time it is eliminated, the power of the next phantom will be strengthened.

The ghost image of the immortal who came this time is already very terrifying. If he comes again next time, I'm afraid he will perish here.

"After all, I am not strong enough! But it is enough. This trip to the fairy world can be regarded as a little gain. I have determined the location of the Thunder Fairy World. In this case... return!"

Zhao Lizheng made a decisive decision, immediately grabbed Yuding and returned to Suzaku Star.

No matter what, he couldn't stay here any longer, and if he stayed any longer, there would definitely be some problems.

Because the strength of the next Immortal Phantom is even more terrifying than this one, he is powerless to fight against such an existence, so he can only retreat and leave the Immortal World for the time being.

He has the power to travel through space, and it is not difficult for him to enter and exit the fairy world. What he has to do now is how to improve his strength to the stage of infant transformation.

Only when he reaches this realm, can he dare to go to the most mysterious Thunder Immortal Realm.

Thunder and lightning, in the eyes of cultivators, have a very interesting common property, that is, they are the most rigid and yang, the most upright force.

The divine punishment for ascetics also appeared in the form of lightning.

How did the Thunder Immortal Realm, which controls such a powerful force, be destroyed?

Zhao Lizheng thought about it, but he didn't waste his time, but hurriedly repaired the damage he suffered from the battle with Immortal Phantom.

Unknowingly, his cultivation base has been fully recovered, and his aura is infinitely approaching the late stage of transformation. After several years of restoration, he suddenly thought of something and activated the divine power.

"I don't know what's going on with my territory, go over and have a look, Shenwei!"

When these words fell, time and space opened up, Zhao Lizheng stepped in, and when he appeared at the speed, he saw Lin Ping leaping towards him.

"You're back? Great!"

Lin Ping was taken aback when he saw Zhao Lizheng who suddenly appeared, and then showed surprise. Zhao Lizheng was also taken aback, but he was still waiting for him to speak when he saw three powerful auras coming.

Late stage of transformation into gods!
Zhao Lizheng's eyes were fixed, and he saw two men and a woman walking towards him.

The woman's face was frosty, but she was a rare beauty.

The other man was extremely rough and a muscular man.

And at the center is a frail scholar.

"No wonder, is this your master? It's only in the middle of the transformation stage, huh..."

The frail scholar said, with an indescribable contempt in his tone.

Hearing this sentence, Zhao Lizheng immediately understood the cause and effect, so he took a step forward and said, "Lin Ping, you step back, it seems that I am not here, you are in my territory, and you are the late stage cultivator of the transformation stage?"

Zhao Lizheng spoke, but at this moment the frail scholar was taken aback, and then he waved the folding fan in his hand, countless words flew up and rushed towards Zhao Lizheng.

"Oh, what an arrogant tone!"

The frail scholar said.

And beside the frail scholar, the aura of the two also skyrocketed.

"The late stage of the transformation of the gods is really powerful. It is not easy to find even a late stage of the transformation of the gods!"

Zhao Lizheng sneered, and a long sword emerged from his hand. With a spin in his hand, a layer of light golden light immediately appeared on the long sword. Under Zhao Lizheng's urging, this layer of light spread instantly and turned into a circle. The halo completely enveloped Zhao Lizheng.

Within the halo, Zhao Lizheng disappeared in a flash.

"This guy has two brushes, but in the face of absolute power, you still have nowhere to escape!"

The weak scholar said, and waved a white light from the folding fan in his hand. Wherever the white light passed, everything was shattered, the space was shredded, and endless white mist emerged from the turbulent flow of space.

"Hmph, if you want to destroy my place, you have to pay the price!"

Zhao Lizheng snorted coldly, swung the long sword in his hand, and a huge sword energy shot out from the long sword, cutting off countless white mist around him.

With this blow, a cautious look appeared on the frail scholar's face.

"Hmph, I didn't expect you to have such strength, but..."

While speaking, the frail scholar waved the folding fan again, and the white rays of light gathered quickly, forming a bright ball of light. This ball of light became bigger and bigger, and finally turned into a huge sun, hanging in mid-air .

Everything is dark under the light of this gigantic sun.

Moreover, Zhao Lizheng discovered that this ball of light seemed to have a power that was everywhere, and he couldn't hide when he walked under the sun.

Zhao Lizheng knew that this was an extremely terrifying thing, and he had to use all his strength to break it open. The long sword in his hand kept dancing.

He also sensed at this moment that this thing seemed to be his nemesis, and this realization made him extremely excited.

"Hmph, this level of attack can't do anything to me at all, don't waste your strength, just grab it obediently."

The frail scholar sneered, and the folding fan in his hand kept shooting out, and balls of light kept appearing.

"Really? Then I'll give it a try and see if your folding fan is stronger or my long sword is stronger."

Zhao Lizheng let out a loud roar, shook his wrist, and an extremely fierce breath erupted from the sword body, and an invincible coercion erupted from his body at this moment.

This coercion actually rivaled the power of the sun.

Rumble!
Both bodies were shaking violently, but no one could do anything to the other, and in the end it was Zhao Lizheng who had the upper hand.

"You, you can actually block the invasion of the power of the sun?"

The frail scholar said in shock.

The folding fan in his hand also changed color at this time, and it turned into a mass of black lacquer matter, which contained extremely huge energy fluctuations.

"Do you think my strength is only in the early stage of becoming a god?"

Zhao Lizheng snorted coldly, and swept the long sword in his hand.

call out!call out!call out!call out!call out!call out!
The sword glowed vertically and horizontally, and it slashed on the black mass in an instant.

Ding!Ding!Ding!Ding!Ding!
There were bursts of crisp sounds, and Zhao Lizheng kept waving the long sword in his hand, hitting the mass of matter time and time again.

However, this mass of matter is indestructible and cannot be shaken at all.

(End of this chapter)

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