Super Shinto

Wu Zonghui was angry, Wang Ming has been following him closely, he is like his younger brother, at this moment, even if the opponent is in the peak of the Immortal Realm in the early stage of Enlightenment, it will take at least three or four months of cultivation to recover.

He naturally wanted to stand up for him, otherwise, who would obey him in the entire mining area?

Not to mention, his goal is the spirit of the earth from the beginning to the end. If he doesn't subdue Bai Ziyue, how can he get this treasure?

Clang!Clang!

Two flying swords, one black and one white, rushed out quickly. In the void, it seemed to be evolving into black and white light. When the flying sword was about to approach Bai Ziyue, the black and white swords instantly merged into one sword.

Suddenly, the flying sword, which was already extremely fast, soared again.

At the same time, Wu Zonghui's figure suddenly disappeared in a trance. The sky, the ground, and the whole world seemed to have lost his trace.

"Bai Ziyue, it's still too late to admit defeat. In view of your strength, I can share some benefits with you."

An illusory voice, which seemed to come from the nine heavens, and seemed to come from all directions, came from a mighty place, and when it gathered in Bai Ziyue's ears, it suddenly turned into a series of sharp knives, and went straight to his body. Eardrums, drilled hard in the mind.

This is actually a sonic attack-like spell, which is disturbing.

"It's kind of interesting, but that's about it."

Bai Ziyue raised his eyebrows unexpectedly, and with a movement of his eyes, the spiritual eye technique had been activated.

Although this spiritual eye technique is only a low-level spell, he has cultivated it to a perfect level, and he has also formed a magic instinct, which naturally makes this spell undergo earth-shaking changes.

Observing with his spiritual eyes, he immediately saw a bag of blurred figures rushing towards him from another direction.

hum!

At the same time, a transparent stellar energy suddenly emerged from his body, and immediately engulfed him completely.

The top-grade spiritual weapon, the Golden Silk Spirit Bead!

boom!

The two black and white swords shot fiercely at the defensive qi, and after a slight stagnation, they flew out backwards.

Although the two black and white swords are of extraordinary rank, they both belong to the level of middle-grade spiritual weapons. With the combined force, they are hardly weaker than the top-grade spiritual weapon Feijian.

However, there is a chasm-like gap between middle-grade spiritual weapons and high-grade spiritual weapons, which is difficult to bridge.

The combination of the two swords is still difficult to compare with the real top-grade flying sword, and naturally it is difficult to break through the defensive qi of the top-grade defensive spirit weapon.

Immediately, without even thinking about it, Bai Ziyue slapped again.

This palm covered the sky and the sun, mighty and mighty.

Under the terrifying power, it seems that the heavens and the earth are collapsing.

"How could you see through my invisibility?"

Wu Zonghui turned pale with shock and said in awe.

You must know that by virtue of this spell, he has escaped crisis many times, and many existences with superior strength and realm are difficult to detect.

It was also by virtue of this spell that he was able to approach the last inspector of the Lingshi mine silently, behead him, and then blame the psychic demon.

However, he never expected that Bai Ziyue would see through his favorite spell.

"Is this difficult?"

Bai Ziyue responded softly, but the Immortal Martial Great Handprint still fell down without any stagnation.

It was only when Wu Zonghui was really facing the palm print that he clearly felt the horror of this palm print. He was so shocked that he no longer cared about doubts, and quickly used all his strength to resist.

boom!

There was a shocking sound, and on the thick ground, a thick palm print that was about a foot deep but clearly visible appeared again.

Under the palm prints, Wu Zonghui knelt and crawled among them, his body was bruised and looked miserable.

However, his injuries were obviously much better than Wang Ming's, and while struggling, he got up from the ground again.

"Huh? Your physical defense is really good."

Bai Ziyue nodded slightly, and strands of psionic energy surged up once again.

This time, although he spared some strength, the opponent was only slightly injured, which surprised him a little.

"Stop it, stop it... I admit it.

For the sake of coming from the same school, please spare us! "

Sensing the changes in the spiritual energy around him, Wu Zonghui's expression changed, and he quickly spoke.

"Admit it?"

Bai Ziyue glanced at him indifferently, and said: "If you can beat him, you will fight, if you can't beat him, you will give in. Do you really think I'm easy to talk to?"

boom!

With a palm shot, Wu Zonghui's body knelt down again, and his whole body seemed to be cracked by a hard stone. There were countless wounds in the criss-cross pattern, and balls of blood flowed along the cracked wounds on his body. , continuously flowing out.

"Leave your storage bags, get lost!"

Immediately afterwards, Bai Ziyue's indifferent voice came out faintly.

Immediately, he ignored the two lying on the ground, and set his eyes on Guo Zhengguo who was not far away.

"Inspector Bai, I..."

Guo Zhengguo was in shock all over, and his face was full of panic.

"Didn't you discuss it very vigorously just now?"

Bai Ziyue said with cold eyes: "I rarely hate someone, but you jumped too much. Saving your life before is already the greatest gift, since you dare to jump out.

Well, let's die! "

Saying that, a sword light flashed instantly, piercing the sky!

3 Chapter Twenty One Million Spirit Stones

"don't want……"

Guo Zhengguo yelled in horror, but the result would not change in any way.

puff!