Wang Haige looked at Zhao Cui with a calm face, his eyes as cold as a knife.
Immediately, he waved his hand and said, "Take him down, no matter how you live or die!"
The Wang family must get this entrance to this small world.
An elder stepped out, his right hand opened, and a small red grain of sand appeared in his palm.
The red light of the sand flashed, and a violent flame rose.
The heat wave spread, and the Wang family behind them, whose cultivation was poorer, retreated one after another.
"This is Elder Wang Di's scorched red sand. It is extremely powerful with his fire spirit roots."
"Haha, see how arrogant this person is, I'm afraid he can't take Elder Wang's move."
"Although my Wang family has dropped to the first-class family, it has a deep foundation. This kid is really overestimating his ability."
Listening to the discussions of the Wang family, Wang Di looked proud and raised his hand and waved it.
The red sand in the palm of his hand flew out of his hand and condensed into a three-foot-sized fireball in the air, like a meteorite, smashing down with a bang.
Not only did Zhao Chuo not avoid giving in, he also took a step, with golden light flashing around him, gathering on his right fist, punching into the sky.
A golden fist shadow, a size of 10 feet, soared into the sky, carrying a majestic domineering aura. The surrounding spiritual energy was chaotic because of this punch, forming a strong wind and blowing around.
Rumble...
The fist shadow and the fireball collided violently, and a shocking roar broke out. Countless Mars flew around and landed on the surrounding ground before slowly extinguishing, leaving behind a pool of charred ashes.
Wang Di's expression changed, and he raised his hand to produce several magic tricks. The true energy in his body rushed into the scorching red sand in the air like a spring.
With a buzzing sound, the scorching red sand rose again, and it was about to swallow the golden fist shadow.
Zhao Cui's expression remained unchanged, and his left fist was swung out, and two golden fists shadows converged in mid-air, like a mountain lying across.
The faces of several elders of the eighth-level Qi-induction Realm of the Wang family changed drastically, and Wang Haige even exclaimed: "Second Elder, retreat quickly!"
While making a sound reminder, he also stepped out, and a yellow bell suddenly appeared in his palm.
The little clock flashed, and a transparent light shield appeared on the second elder Wang Di.
Almost the moment the light shield appeared, two golden fist shadows bombarded the flames and landed on the light shield.
Then he heard a slight cracking sound, and the light shield shattered, and the aftermath hit Wang Di, blasting him backwards and spewing out several mouthfuls of blood.
"You... actually understood the artistic conception." Wang Di fell to the ground with a horror.
The people who were still talking about it before were speechless.
Zhao Cui ignored the man and bent down to pick up a red grain of sand on the ground and rubbed it on his fingertips. "Yu'er is a fire-attributed spiritual root, and this red grain of sand is just for her to use."
There are also levels of treasures in heaven and earth. From low to high, there are three levels: ordinary, spiritual objects and spiritual objects, each level has nine small levels.
Roasted red sand is a second-level spiritual object, and it is considered a very good thing. For the Wang family, it is also regarded as a foundation.
Wang Haige's face looked very ugly. He took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart and said, "Please return the scorched red sand."
Zhao Cui stuffed Chihongsha into his arms, looked at the other party, and asked lightly: "This is my spoil, why give it to you?"
"Arrogant, too arrogant!" Before Wang Haige could speak, another elder of the Wang family stood up, with murderous intent in his eyes.
"You want to come to the wheel battle, I will accompany you to the end." Zhao Cui took another step, his breath was majestic and vast. A golden light emanated from him, condensed into a pillar of light, and soared into the sky.
The man was captured by his momentum and took a step back. Then he turned red and said with a stern look on his face, "Don't think that if we understand the artistic conception, we are afraid of you."
Wang Haige waved his hand, stopped the man's words, and said, "Master Zhao, although you have understood the artistic conception, it is the most simple level. If I guess correctly, your Zhao family is only you, the eighth level monk in the Qi-induced realm, and fighting with us is like shaking a tree."
"We might as well cooperate. The two companies jointly control the place, and the profit is 28 points, how about?"
Zhao Cui looked at Wang Haige like a fool, "Master Wang, you made a mistake."
The latter frowned and asked, "What does it mean?"
"This small world is not owned by my Zhao family, nor is it your Wang family. It's not your turn to point fingers here. If you want to fight, come!"
"Arrogant!" Wang Haige was so upset that the little bell in his hand slowly took off and hovered in front of him.
clang……
The bell was melodious and vast, and an invisible wall of air spreads around with the small bell as the center.
Zhao Cui was the first to be hit, his voice was like steel needles, which penetrated his mind, causing his body to become stiff and his sea of ​​consciousness was almost cracked.
The disciples of the Zhao family, not far behind him, were squirting blood. Several disciples with poor cultivation levels were unconscious and had no idea of ​​life and death.
Liu Yuer was still young and was shocked by the sea of ​​consciousness, and she spit out a mouthful of blood on the spot.
The people behind Wang Haige were not affected at all, and many people showed excitement on their faces.
"The head of the family is so amazing. I will definitely let this ignorant guy know the consequences of offending us."
"That's right, this person is too arrogant and doesn't suffer any pain. I don't know how big the outside world is."
"Dare to oppose my Wang family, you are simply seeking death!"
The power of the Golden Body Leaf is mainly concentrated on the true qi and body.
It is a disadvantage to face a magic weapon that can attack the sea of ​​consciousness.
Zhao Cui quickly woke up from his stiff state and saw Liu Yuer and other tribe members being injured, and his murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
"court death!"
A golden light flashed around him, gathered towards his fists and swung out at the same time.
While two golden fist shadows flew out, they plowed out two long gullies on the ground.
The two fists overlapped, like a golden hill, crashing over, with amazing momentum.
There were only a few of the people opposite that had not moved, and most of them were so scared that they screamed and retreated.
Wang Haige snorted coldly, raised his hand and made several magic tricks, pressing his hands on the small clock in front of him.
The little bell immediately emitted a yellow light, forming a transparent bell shadow, blocking the way forward of the fist shadow.
With a loud bang, the fist shadows slammed firmly on the transparent light shield, like a calm lake surface rippling.
The powerful force continued to impact, leaving dense cracks on the light shield, which were quickly repaired.
Zhao Cui was not much surprised. He took a deep breath, shook his fists, and then swung his two punches.
Only a crisp crack sound was heard, and the transparent bell shadow was like a broken egg, cracks were everywhere, and then it collapsed and exploded, turning into pieces of light and shadow dissipating.
A bright red flashed on Wang Haige's face, and the blood that almost spewed out was swallowed back.
"Go together and kill him!" At this time, he still dared to be arrogant and roared. Several elders took one step forward and chose to siege.
Hehehehehehehehehehe...
After a strange laugh, an old man's voice resounded in everyone's ears, "I won't agree to bully the less with the more, old man!"
Chapter completed!