Five Hundred and Fifty-Seven: Fighting Nascent Soul Again (Part 2)

As soon as the formation was broken, he had to directly hit the palm, which could smash even the hard ground, which was simply not something he could bear, so he immediately took out the Iron Heart Cauldron, changed it into the size of a water tank, and at the same time The seal was quickly formed in the hand, and in an instant, only a dragon chant was heard, and a thick fire dragon rose into the sky.

"Go!" Zhou Xing turned from defense to offense, driving the fire dragon to bombard Wang Tong who was high in the sky.

When Wang Tong saw this, he didn't dodge or evade. He could see at a glance that Zhou Xing's move was going to make a big splash. Once he drew his hand to deal with the fire dragon, Zhou Xing would definitely take this opportunity to escape again. It's not that easy for him to find out, and once he drags it beyond the time, he will lose.

Seeing the power of the fire dragon, Wang Tong was determined, and with a thought, a defensive magic weapon automatically flew out of his ring and hovered over his head. The magic weapon is an ancient mirror, and the rays of light projected from the mirror cover his whole body.

The fire dragon flew to his side in a blink of an eye, and then slammed into Wang Tong. With a bang, the fire dragon's body collapsed instantly, turning into a fire that scattered all over the sky. Obviously, it was the glow from the ancient mirror that shattered the fire dragon.

"Junior, what a trick!" Wang Tong sneered, and continued to bombard the defensive formation with his palm.

And at this moment, Zhou Xing had formed a seal underground, and shouted: "Blast me!"

Hearing this cry, Wang Tong couldn't help being startled, only then did he realize that there were four magic weapon small swords appearing behind him!

How is this going? Wang Tong was stunned for a moment before suddenly realizing it. He understood that Zhou Xing used the fire dragon to attack him just now. In fact, he was making a fool of himself. His real purpose was to hide the four magic weapons in the fire dragon and bring them to him without anyone noticing. , and he didn't notice it because he was focused on bombarding the defensive formation, but when he reacted, the four small swords exploded at the same time, and the deafening sound sounded again.

The explosive power of the four small swords, even the magic weapon, the ancient mirror, could not resist. The glow of the ancient mirror's body protection disappeared instantly, and a crack appeared on the mirror. Because of the protection of the ancient mirror, Wang Tong was not injured, but his breath was a little unstable due to the impact of the explosion, but his precious magic weapon was damaged as a result, which made him furious, so he continued to slap like crazy. .

Finally, the four basalt formations could no longer withstand the continuous attacks of Nascent Soul cultivator. With a bang, the flags of the four formations snapped off at the same time, and Wang Tong destroyed the four magic weapons with his own strength. The magic weapon was broken into two pieces and immediately lost its spirituality. Zhou Xing could no longer use the Heaven Explosion Jue to detonate them, just like a waste product.

Zhou Xing was furious, and with a thought, he swallowed hundreds of spiritual energy pills again. At the same time, he teleported to the mid-air, and continued to slap Wang Tong below him, a tooth for a tooth!

"Suppressing Devil's Palm! Suppressing Devil's Palm! Suppressing Devil's Palm!..."

boom! boom! boom! boom! ...

One by one, the big palm prints that were as solid as solid smashed towards Wang Tong,

The latter immediately turned around and laughed loudly: "Fight against me? Court death!"

Sure enough, Wang Tong's palm power was ten times stronger than Zhou Xing's. Those big palm prints that had just appeared were defeated by Wang Tong's palm power in an instant. He decided to use melee combat, even if he couldn't kill him, at least he could escape.

So, he stepped in front of Wang Tong, picked up the Iron Heart Cauldron, and slammed it at Wang Tong. Wang Tong punched the cauldron with his fists, and immediately there was the sound of gold and iron clashing. Wang Tong thought that with his iron fist, he would be able to smash the broken roof and kill the boy in two or three blows, but he didn't expect that when his fist hit the tripod, the tripod was trembling unceasingly, but there was not even a single crack. never appeared.

"What kind of jack is this?" Wang Tong was shocked, and suddenly became greedy. With his fist strength, even the magic weapon could not be unscathed.

"Your ancestor tripod!" Zhou Xing endured the huge impact from the tripod and continued to smash it. At this time, he was seriously injured. Even if the tripod hit Wang Tong, with the strength of the opponent, he could not It caused substantial harm, but he still did it, feeling particularly relieved.

"Fateful boy! This tripod is good, it's mine!" After that, Wang Tong grabbed the edge of the tripod with one hand and wanted to use brute force to pull the tripod over. Zhou Xing had expected that he would do so, and with a thought, Immediately four magic weapons flew out of the ring, Zhou Xing hid behind the cauldron and made a single-handed formula, followed him to enlarge the iron heart cauldron, and suddenly shouted: "Explosion!"

Wang Tong did not expect that Zhou Xing would dare to detonate the magic weapon at such a close distance. You must know that this kind of explosion does not distinguish between the enemy and the enemy. That's right, this kind of suicidal style of play was beyond everyone's expectations, and everyone thought he was crazy.

Of course Zhou Xing was not crazy, and he knew the risks of doing so, but he believed in the Iron Heart Cauldron, so before detonating it, he had already made the Cauldron the size of a water tank, and then jumped into the Cauldron, at this time the four magical artifacts It exploded suddenly, less than half of the huge destructive force hit the cauldron, and more than half hit Wang Tong's body.

Wang Tong was caught off guard, and was immediately blown upside down by nearly a hundred feet before he managed to stabilize his figure. Not only was his Taoist robe torn to pieces, but even his Taoist crown was blown off, and his gray hair fell down instantly. He was extremely embarrassed, and blood dripped from the corner of his mouth.

"Boy, I'm going to smash you into pieces!" Wang Tong was so angry that he flipped his palm over, and a magical attack weapon appeared in his palm. Sacrifice this treasure into the air, and the hill swelled against the wind, and in a blink of an eye it rose to a height of several tens of feet, and it emitted golden rays of light.

Immediately afterwards, the magic weapon smashed towards Zhou Xing with the momentum of Mount Tai. Zhou Xing wanted to escape, but was covered by the golden light of the magic weapon, unable to move an inch, and he couldn't even lift a tripod to resist!

At this critical moment, Master Heyang, who had been watching the battle, suddenly made a move, and he didn't see how he moved. The magic weapon immediately retracted its golden light, and it changed from big to small. In the blink of an eye, it became a miniature hill again, held in his palm .

Master Heyang smiled and threw the magic weapon back to Wang Tong, and said, "Master Wang, the time we agreed on has come, you won't break your promise, will you?"

"This..." Wang Tong's face was uncertain, he stared at Zhou Xing firmly, if eyes could kill, Zhou Xing would have died dozens of times.

"What? The majestic head of the Xuanling Sect, is going to turn his back on what he said? If it spreads out, I'm afraid he will lose face? If you are like this, don't blame the poor for turning his face."

"...Okay! Let's go!" Wang Tong yelled angrily, and flew away, followed by hundreds of people from the Xuanling Sect.