Immortal Space

Wang Hongji raised the golden seal and threw it at the thick and strong man. The big man raised a black stick and hit the side of the golden seal with a "bang", sending the golden seal flying several feet away.

Holding the golden light bowl in one hand, Wang Hong rushed towards the big man, "Bang bang bang!" The two fought close to each other for dozens of rounds in an instant, and the two sides were evenly matched.

But a long time may be unfavorable to Wang Hong. One is that he was originally injured, and his physical strength will decline relatively quickly after being held for a long time.

The second is that his weapons are not handy. The opponents he met before were not physically trained. Under the crushing of absolute power, no one can stop him. It doesn't matter if he uses any weapon.

Now they meet opponents in chess, the strength of the two is comparable, and the opponent has convenient weapons.

And the golden light bowl in his hand is similar in shape to a big bowl, and it feels awkward to hold a big bowl and a big stick in one hand.

Wang Hong held the golden light bowl and slammed it down on the big man. When the opponent blocked him with a big stick, he took the opportunity to retreat a few feet away.

He sacrificed his top-grade spiritual weapon, the spirit rope, and when he saw Wang Hong retreating, he naturally chased after him. The spirit rope that Wang Hong sacrificed was like a long snake, winding towards him.

The big man saw a rope snake swimming towards him, and quickly swung his stick to block it, but saw the rope winding up along the big stick, and climbed up his arm in an instant.

After the long rope climbed up his arm, he shook his arm violently, trying to throw it flying.

But the long rope was like a swimming snake, firmly crawling on his body, and quickly crawled all over his body, wrapping him tightly.

The spirit rope was getting tighter and tighter. The big man was pulling and pulling on his body, but it was useless. How could he break the top-grade spirit weapon.

Countless poisonous thorns on the spirit-binding rope pierced the big man's body. Although he had trained his body, his body was extremely strong.

However, the spirit binding rope is still a high-grade spiritual weapon, and the wooden thorns carry toxins, so it only needs to be pierced a little.

In the end, all the three-foot-long spirit-binding ropes were wrapped around the big man's body, binding him tightly. The big man struggled vigorously with his hands and feet, but it was of no use.

Some wooden thorns pierced the big man's skin and began to suck the mana and blood essence from the big man's body.

Wang Hong's golden light bowl swept across, knocking the big man to the ground, and then caught up with him and stepped on himself.

At this time, Jiang Qing's defensive magic weapon has been broken, and a group of poisonous bees are attacking the shield. It seems that he can't last long.

On the other side, the white silk that Yun Qingya sacrificed was unscathed under the attack of a swarm of poisonous bees, but Yun Qingya's complexion was not very good, probably because she consumed too much mana.

For an early-stage cultivator who has just established his foundation, if he uses a middle-grade spiritual weapon for a long time, the mana in his body will still not be able to bear it.

If Wang Hong's non-law power is far more pure and profound than that of monks of the same rank, he might not even be able to support the high-grade spirit weapon of the imperial envoy for a few times.

Now, after entanglement with the enemy, the wooden thorn absorbs the enemy's blood and mana, and in turn nourishes itself, which greatly reduces the mana that Wang Hong needs to spend.

"Tell me, which faction do you belong to, and what are your intentions?" Wang Hong asked condescendingly, stepping on the big man's chest.

The big man kept silent, the spirit rope was still trying to absorb his mana.

"You don't have much time left, why bother to bring the secret underground? Do you still need to care about him so much after you die? Why don't you tell me, maybe you can survive."

"Boy, you'd better let me go and apologize. My master is not something you can afford to offend. If you kill me, the master will definitely avenge me!" the big man threatened.

"Master is so easy to say, is it so self-confident to be a slave? Does your master have Yuanying cultivation?" Wang Hong kicked the big man again.

"My master doesn't care if he has a Nascent Soul or not, anyway, crushing you to death is like crushing an ant."

Since the big man had been sucked away a lot of blood and mana, his voice seemed limp at this moment.

Hearing this tone, Wang Hong guessed that the master of the other party should be about the same level as Jindan.

Seeing that this person had no possibility of recruiting tribute in a short time, he smashed the other person's head with a golden light bowl, smashing his head to pieces.

After all, he was in a dangerous place at this time, and there were two other people who were entangled with the poisonous bee, and he didn't know if the other party had any other opponents.

When the head of the big man was smashed, Jiang Qing, who was entangled with the poisonous bee, screamed "Ah!"

Then he rolled on the ground with his head in his hands, while screaming in pain.

A slave who signed this kind of blood contract will be severely punished, or even die directly, once the master dies.

At this time, the swarm of poisonous bees seized the opportunity and surrounded him in a swarm. After a while, they ended Jiang Qing's pain, and there was no more sound.

After finishing the two, Wang Hong looked at the rest of Yun Qingya.

At this moment, Yun Qingya was struggling to block the attack of the poisonous bee, her face was pale, her clothes were drenched with sweat, she looked in a state of embarrassment, she no longer had the elegance and beauty she had before.

Seeing that the other two were dead, Yun Qingya did not expect that the alchemist whom she thought would be the best to deal with, would defeat the three of them by herself, including a mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator.

Now she is alone, let alone her opponent, with a thought in her mind, Bai Ling wraps her body around her.

Then the white silk turned into a white rainbow, and it flew over ten feet away in an instant, and soon there was only a single light spot left.

After Yun Qingya fled, Wang Hong was the only one left. He first collected all the belongings from the two corpses.

Then another fire was set, burning the two bodies to ashes.

However, although the enemy escaped, they left this formation here.

He searched for the stout man's storage bag, but found nothing that could control the formation.

He doesn't know anything about the formation, and now he still doesn't know how to get out.

He had no choice but to continue to use the previous method to break the formation. He took out a bottle of spirit wine, which he brewed with second-grade white crystal fruit.

He had planted a large number of white crystal fruits in the space before, but now the fruit trees had grown up, and the white crystal fruits he had produced were simply not something he could eat alone.

At the store, the sales volume of the second-order spiritual objects is still strictly controlled.

Wang Hong looked at a lot of white crystal fruits that were very precious in the eyes of others, and it was not easy to deal with, so he brewed them into spirit wine.

The spirit wine brewed from white crystal fruit can not only restore mana, but also purify mana after drinking for a long time.

Wang Hong took a sip of the spirit wine to make up for the consumed mana.

The golden seal was sacrificed again, and the formation was broken with brute force, and then the sound of "Boom! Boom! Boom!" was heard in the stone forest.

The operation of all formations must consume spiritual power. Wang Hong's idea is to attack indiscriminately. As long as the spiritual power maintaining Chen Fa is exhausted, the formation will naturally break.

It took three hours to drink up a catty of second-order spirit wine, and finally, the mist in the stone forest dissipated, and the formation was broken.