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Chapter 1734 God Transformation Melee
Chapter 1734 God Transformation Melee
Fang Mu sneered for a while, and said, "You think I'm a three-year-old child? Is it so easy to be deceived by you? If you want to hit me, hit me."
He was originally hiding somewhere with Fu Wen, but the monks of the Tianlan Sect refined a special magic weapon and found Fang Mu.
Fu Wen was entangled by the cultivator of Huashen, Fang Mu separated from Fu Wen, and was hunted down by the monks of Tianlanzong.
Fang Mu knew very well what he had done. His master died at the hands of Shangguan Tianhong, so he definitely would not seek refuge with Tianlan Sect.
"In that case, I will send you on your way."
The man in the golden robe turned cold and murderous.
Fang Mu had nine celestial corpses in the Nascent Soul stage, it was too difficult to deal with, Tian Lanzong had to mobilize experts to deal with Fang Mu.
"Fang Xiaoyou is young, he still has a lot of time to live, you can die early."
An indifferent man's voice suddenly came from the sky, spreading for hundreds of miles.
A blue ray of light flew from a distance and stopped over Fang Mu and the others. It was Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan.
"Qinglian Immortal Companion, cultivator of Transforming God, it's not good, retreat quickly!"
The man in the golden robe sensed Wang Changsheng's breath as vast as the sea, and his face changed drastically.
"I just want to leave now! It's too late."
Dots of blue light emerged from the void around Wang Changsheng's body, turning into blue ice needles, numbering tens of thousands.
These blue ice needles are not ordinary ice needles, but the cold air that Wang Changsheng refined to dry blue snow crystals. Not only are they extremely sharp, but the accompanying cold air is also extremely powerful.
There was a harsh piercing sound, and tens of thousands of blue ice needles went straight to a dozen Nascent Soul cultivators.
More than a dozen Nascent Soul cultivators wanted to escape, and a burst of passionate piano sounded in their ears. Everyone's head was buzzing, their bodies were weak, and they couldn't stand upright.
When they regained consciousness, the blue ice needles had already arrived in front of them, hitting their body protection aura or defensive magic weapon.
An astonishing scene appeared, their aura suddenly froze, the ice layer was blue, and there were some blue ice flakes on the surface of the defensive magic weapon.
There was a muffled "cracking" sound, their body protection aura suddenly shattered, and the blue ice needles hit their bodies, their body surface suddenly froze, and the whole person froze at a speed visible to the naked eye, frozen by the blue ice up.
A large golden flame suddenly appeared on the body of the man in the golden robe, exuding an astonishingly high temperature, and the spreading speed of the blue ice layer suddenly slowed down. Yes, it was only slowed down. , is not an ordinary cold air.
A blue sound wave descended from the sky, passing over several Nascent Soul cultivators who were not frozen by the blue ice, their eyes widened, their bodies went limp, and they fell down.
With Wang Ruyan's Yuanying Dzogchen cultivation base, and with the help of Lingbao Tianhuan Pipa, few monks of the same level can block her. Except for illusion, few monks of the same level can block the sonic attack, and it is better than the monster with a strong body.
There were waves of passionate piano sounds, and several green sound waves passed over the frozen Nascent Soul monks. The ice cubes were torn apart, and the Nascent Soul monks' bodies were also torn apart.
A dazzling aura lit up, and a dozen miniature Nascent Souls flew out of their bodies and flew towards the surroundings.
The wind was strong, and a huge red tower more than one hundred feet high suddenly appeared in the sky. A red glow shot out from the bottom of the tower, covering more than a dozen miniature Nascent Souls, and all of them were collected into the giant red tower.
The whole process took less than three breaths, and Fang Mu was stunned. He didn't expect the enemy to be killed so quickly, and he didn't expect that Wang Changsheng had entered the stage of transforming gods.
"The kingly way... No, Senior Wang, long time no see."
Fang Mu said with some surprise.
"Fang Xiaoyou, are you alone? Are there no other comrades?"
Wang Changsheng asked with a smile.
"Yes, by the way, Senior Fu was entangled by the cultivator of the Tianlan Sect."
Fang Mu remembered something and quickly replied.
Wang Changsheng's expression froze, and he ordered: "Go, follow me to save Fellow Daoist Fu. If it wasn't for Fellow Daoist Fu that day, we would have died."
The three of Wang Changsheng turned into three escaping lights and flew towards the way they came from.
A stretch of emerald green mountains stretching for millions of miles, the flames are soaring into the sky, and the smoke is billowing.
Fu Wen was holding the Wanmin Pen, his face was pale, the Master Tianmo and a girl in a red skirt surrounded Fu Wen, their faces were full of murderous looks.
The girl in the red skirt has exquisite facial features, willow leaves and elevating eyebrows, and almond eyes are rippling.
Zhao Hongxue, in the early stage of the transformation of the gods, she has been promoted to the stage of the transformation of the gods for more than a hundred years, and she is a newly promoted monk of the transformation of the gods.
"Fellow Daoist Fu, those who know the current affairs are heroes. As long as you submit to our Tianlan Sect, you can avoid death. Why do you have to fight against us! Our Tianlan Sect is very inclusive, you should think about it!"
Master Tianmo's tone was full of temptation. If other cultivators who transformed spirits died, they would die. Fu Wen is a fifth-level talisman maker, and Tian Lanzong also has a fifth-level talisman maker, who helped them a lot.
The space passage in the Burial Immortal Sea Area will not be restored for a while, and if Fu Wen can be brought back to the Tianlan Sect, they will be able to send more troops to Dongli Realm.
"If you have a milk, you are a mother? You are too underestimating Fu Mou. I am used to being free and unrestrained, so I don't want to listen to other people's gossip."
Fu Wen sneered, with a look of disdain.
Only a fool would believe such words, once he gave up resisting, he would be meat on the cutting board, ready to be slaughtered.
"Well said, Mr. Wang deeply agrees."
A masculine voice suddenly sounded, and a blue light appeared in the sky.
"Cultivator of Transforming God! Is it that old snake of Blue and White Patriarch?"
Master Tianmo's face changed slightly. As far as he knew, Fu Wen was the only cultivator in Dongli Realm. The blue and white ancestor lost his body, so it was impossible to recover his cultivation so quickly. Could it be that Dongli Realm sent someone over again?
The speed of the blue light was so fast that the two couldn't breathe, and the blue light stopped in front of them.
"Qinglian Immortal Couple, it's you, you have entered the stage of transforming gods."
Master Tianmo frowned. More than 80 years ago, Wang Changsheng did not reach the Nascent Soul Dzogchen. After so many years, Wang Changsheng actually entered the stage of transformation.
"Fellow Daoist Wang, you have entered the stage of transformation into a god! Haha, that's great."
Fu Wen smiled boldly, his eyes showed surprise and a bit of sadness, Wang Changsheng had not entered the stage of transforming gods for a long time, and he did not have a Tongtian Lingbao in his hand, so his strength was not very strong.
"Junior Sister Zhao, you go and deal with them, and I'll deal with Fu Wen. There's no need to rush to win. Senior Brother Shangguan is already on his way. As long as we hold them back, when Senior Brother Shangguan arrives, they will die."
The Master Tianmo sent a voice transmission to Zhao Hongxue, with a solemn tone.
This is the territory of Tianlan Realm, and they don't need to be in a hurry to win, just take a steady and steady approach and just delay for some time.
Zhao Hongxue nodded, and with a pinch of the magic formula, the fire aura within a radius of a hundred miles quickly converged here, and countless red flames emerged in the void, turning into a red fire cloud more than ten miles in size, emitting an astonishingly high temperature. Some large trees on the ground spontaneously ignited without wind.
The red fire cloud rolled violently, and suddenly turned into a huge red fire phoenix. Amidst a clear and loud phoenix cry, the red fire phoenix came straight to Wang Changsheng.
Wang Changsheng was not afraid at all. With a pinch of the magic formula, the void shook, and dense blue water vapor emerged, turning into a vast blue ocean. Amidst a huge tsunami sound, the vast ocean greeted the red fire phoenix on the opposite side.
The last time Wang Changsheng fought against the eight-winged snow beast, the eight-winged snow beast had a geographical advantage, and could easily mobilize the ice attribute aura. This time he fought with Zhao Hongxue, neither of them had a geographical advantage.
Zhao Hongxue cultivates fire-type supernatural powers, and Wang Changsheng cultivates water-type supernatural powers. Water and fire are incompatible, and it depends on who is stronger.
(End of this chapter)
Fang Mu sneered for a while, and said, "You think I'm a three-year-old child? Is it so easy to be deceived by you? If you want to hit me, hit me."
He was originally hiding somewhere with Fu Wen, but the monks of the Tianlan Sect refined a special magic weapon and found Fang Mu.
Fu Wen was entangled by the cultivator of Huashen, Fang Mu separated from Fu Wen, and was hunted down by the monks of Tianlanzong.
Fang Mu knew very well what he had done. His master died at the hands of Shangguan Tianhong, so he definitely would not seek refuge with Tianlan Sect.
"In that case, I will send you on your way."
The man in the golden robe turned cold and murderous.
Fang Mu had nine celestial corpses in the Nascent Soul stage, it was too difficult to deal with, Tian Lanzong had to mobilize experts to deal with Fang Mu.
"Fang Xiaoyou is young, he still has a lot of time to live, you can die early."
An indifferent man's voice suddenly came from the sky, spreading for hundreds of miles.
A blue ray of light flew from a distance and stopped over Fang Mu and the others. It was Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan.
"Qinglian Immortal Companion, cultivator of Transforming God, it's not good, retreat quickly!"
The man in the golden robe sensed Wang Changsheng's breath as vast as the sea, and his face changed drastically.
"I just want to leave now! It's too late."
Dots of blue light emerged from the void around Wang Changsheng's body, turning into blue ice needles, numbering tens of thousands.
These blue ice needles are not ordinary ice needles, but the cold air that Wang Changsheng refined to dry blue snow crystals. Not only are they extremely sharp, but the accompanying cold air is also extremely powerful.
There was a harsh piercing sound, and tens of thousands of blue ice needles went straight to a dozen Nascent Soul cultivators.
More than a dozen Nascent Soul cultivators wanted to escape, and a burst of passionate piano sounded in their ears. Everyone's head was buzzing, their bodies were weak, and they couldn't stand upright.
When they regained consciousness, the blue ice needles had already arrived in front of them, hitting their body protection aura or defensive magic weapon.
An astonishing scene appeared, their aura suddenly froze, the ice layer was blue, and there were some blue ice flakes on the surface of the defensive magic weapon.
There was a muffled "cracking" sound, their body protection aura suddenly shattered, and the blue ice needles hit their bodies, their body surface suddenly froze, and the whole person froze at a speed visible to the naked eye, frozen by the blue ice up.
A large golden flame suddenly appeared on the body of the man in the golden robe, exuding an astonishingly high temperature, and the spreading speed of the blue ice layer suddenly slowed down. Yes, it was only slowed down. , is not an ordinary cold air.
A blue sound wave descended from the sky, passing over several Nascent Soul cultivators who were not frozen by the blue ice, their eyes widened, their bodies went limp, and they fell down.
With Wang Ruyan's Yuanying Dzogchen cultivation base, and with the help of Lingbao Tianhuan Pipa, few monks of the same level can block her. Except for illusion, few monks of the same level can block the sonic attack, and it is better than the monster with a strong body.
There were waves of passionate piano sounds, and several green sound waves passed over the frozen Nascent Soul monks. The ice cubes were torn apart, and the Nascent Soul monks' bodies were also torn apart.
A dazzling aura lit up, and a dozen miniature Nascent Souls flew out of their bodies and flew towards the surroundings.
The wind was strong, and a huge red tower more than one hundred feet high suddenly appeared in the sky. A red glow shot out from the bottom of the tower, covering more than a dozen miniature Nascent Souls, and all of them were collected into the giant red tower.
The whole process took less than three breaths, and Fang Mu was stunned. He didn't expect the enemy to be killed so quickly, and he didn't expect that Wang Changsheng had entered the stage of transforming gods.
"The kingly way... No, Senior Wang, long time no see."
Fang Mu said with some surprise.
"Fang Xiaoyou, are you alone? Are there no other comrades?"
Wang Changsheng asked with a smile.
"Yes, by the way, Senior Fu was entangled by the cultivator of the Tianlan Sect."
Fang Mu remembered something and quickly replied.
Wang Changsheng's expression froze, and he ordered: "Go, follow me to save Fellow Daoist Fu. If it wasn't for Fellow Daoist Fu that day, we would have died."
The three of Wang Changsheng turned into three escaping lights and flew towards the way they came from.
A stretch of emerald green mountains stretching for millions of miles, the flames are soaring into the sky, and the smoke is billowing.
Fu Wen was holding the Wanmin Pen, his face was pale, the Master Tianmo and a girl in a red skirt surrounded Fu Wen, their faces were full of murderous looks.
The girl in the red skirt has exquisite facial features, willow leaves and elevating eyebrows, and almond eyes are rippling.
Zhao Hongxue, in the early stage of the transformation of the gods, she has been promoted to the stage of the transformation of the gods for more than a hundred years, and she is a newly promoted monk of the transformation of the gods.
"Fellow Daoist Fu, those who know the current affairs are heroes. As long as you submit to our Tianlan Sect, you can avoid death. Why do you have to fight against us! Our Tianlan Sect is very inclusive, you should think about it!"
Master Tianmo's tone was full of temptation. If other cultivators who transformed spirits died, they would die. Fu Wen is a fifth-level talisman maker, and Tian Lanzong also has a fifth-level talisman maker, who helped them a lot.
The space passage in the Burial Immortal Sea Area will not be restored for a while, and if Fu Wen can be brought back to the Tianlan Sect, they will be able to send more troops to Dongli Realm.
"If you have a milk, you are a mother? You are too underestimating Fu Mou. I am used to being free and unrestrained, so I don't want to listen to other people's gossip."
Fu Wen sneered, with a look of disdain.
Only a fool would believe such words, once he gave up resisting, he would be meat on the cutting board, ready to be slaughtered.
"Well said, Mr. Wang deeply agrees."
A masculine voice suddenly sounded, and a blue light appeared in the sky.
"Cultivator of Transforming God! Is it that old snake of Blue and White Patriarch?"
Master Tianmo's face changed slightly. As far as he knew, Fu Wen was the only cultivator in Dongli Realm. The blue and white ancestor lost his body, so it was impossible to recover his cultivation so quickly. Could it be that Dongli Realm sent someone over again?
The speed of the blue light was so fast that the two couldn't breathe, and the blue light stopped in front of them.
"Qinglian Immortal Couple, it's you, you have entered the stage of transforming gods."
Master Tianmo frowned. More than 80 years ago, Wang Changsheng did not reach the Nascent Soul Dzogchen. After so many years, Wang Changsheng actually entered the stage of transformation.
"Fellow Daoist Wang, you have entered the stage of transformation into a god! Haha, that's great."
Fu Wen smiled boldly, his eyes showed surprise and a bit of sadness, Wang Changsheng had not entered the stage of transforming gods for a long time, and he did not have a Tongtian Lingbao in his hand, so his strength was not very strong.
"Junior Sister Zhao, you go and deal with them, and I'll deal with Fu Wen. There's no need to rush to win. Senior Brother Shangguan is already on his way. As long as we hold them back, when Senior Brother Shangguan arrives, they will die."
The Master Tianmo sent a voice transmission to Zhao Hongxue, with a solemn tone.
This is the territory of Tianlan Realm, and they don't need to be in a hurry to win, just take a steady and steady approach and just delay for some time.
Zhao Hongxue nodded, and with a pinch of the magic formula, the fire aura within a radius of a hundred miles quickly converged here, and countless red flames emerged in the void, turning into a red fire cloud more than ten miles in size, emitting an astonishingly high temperature. Some large trees on the ground spontaneously ignited without wind.
The red fire cloud rolled violently, and suddenly turned into a huge red fire phoenix. Amidst a clear and loud phoenix cry, the red fire phoenix came straight to Wang Changsheng.
Wang Changsheng was not afraid at all. With a pinch of the magic formula, the void shook, and dense blue water vapor emerged, turning into a vast blue ocean. Amidst a huge tsunami sound, the vast ocean greeted the red fire phoenix on the opposite side.
The last time Wang Changsheng fought against the eight-winged snow beast, the eight-winged snow beast had a geographical advantage, and could easily mobilize the ice attribute aura. This time he fought with Zhao Hongxue, neither of them had a geographical advantage.
Zhao Hongxue cultivates fire-type supernatural powers, and Wang Changsheng cultivates water-type supernatural powers. Water and fire are incompatible, and it depends on who is stronger.
(End of this chapter)
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