Chapter 1455: The Grudges in the Spiritual Realm

At the same time, at a distance of thousands of miles away, two groups of monks were confronting each other.

No, to be correct, one side is a cultivator, the other side is a monster.

One man and two women.

The woman standing in front is only ten years old and has a beautiful face. Although she is not as beautiful as a stunning beauty, she is also pretty and pleasing, but her temperament is extremely cold.

At this age, it is at most a foundation building, but the spiritual pressure on this woman is astonishing. She is a cultivator in the early stage of separation.

Behind this woman, there is a man and a woman.

The man was about forty years old, wearing a Taoist robe, with an elegant appearance, and looked extraordinary at first glance.

The woman was younger, only twenty-six-year-old, and her appearance... How could she say, she was not a beauty, but she was not ugly. She was probably the most talented man, wearing an emerald green dress, she looked extremely slim.

Both of them are at the peak of the Nascent Soul Stage.

The combination of these three people is extremely terrifying, but at this moment, it is like facing a great enemy, with an extremely serious expression on his face.

The monster confronted them was more than seven feet long, extremely tall, with human faces, tiger feet, white fangs outside the wide mouth, dark spikes on its long tail, and its whole body exuded a terrible ferocious aura.

Shishou!

One of the four evil spirits in the spiritual world.

Of course, what is in front of him is only his soul splitting, and his cultivation level has also reached the separation and reunion. Although it is in the early stage, the pressure emitted is no worse than that of the Wan Jiao King.

Princess Crescent's face looked extremely ugly, and she didn't expect to meet the legendary ferocious beast here.

Although he was afraid of heaven and earth, he was also a little scared at this moment. There was no point in boasting about the bad reputation of Zhuowu. There were countless immortal cultivators buried in his broad mouth.

The expressions of the man and the woman were similar. In the spiritual world, they were just small soldiers, so how could they dare to provoke monsters like Zhiwu?

"Little girl, meeting me here is only a bad fortune." Jin Tie's voice clashed into his ears, and a very humane joy appeared on Jung's ugly face, and he spoke with a fierce look.

"Do you want to kill me?" Princess Crescent's pretty face turned a little white: "Do you know, my father Wang Nai..."

"I know who your father is, isn't it one of the three scattered immortals?" The strange smile of Shin's ears came into his ears, his tone was extremely arrogant, and he had no intention of fear at all.

The three of them couldn't help but look at each other. The cultivation level of the Sanxian is even higher than that of the Tribulation Period. In the spiritual world, only three demon kings can compare with them.

Although the four evil spirits are vicious, they are obviously one level lower. The other party's behavior is really shocking. Could it be that...

"Hmph, you three don't have to take chances. The reason why I look for you is because I have an irreconcilable hatred with your bullshit father. Do you think I will be afraid of him? Hahaha, so what if I kill you? Although I beat your father, there is still no problem with escaping, and it's not that he hasn't been chased by him." Jung-chan's voice seemed extremely low, and there was endless anger in it.

"I see."

Xinyue finally understood the whole story. Since all the words have reached this point, of course there is no possibility of resolution.

Instead of trying too much, it would be better to find a way to deal with it. A hint of anger flashed across the woman's face: "Don't be too proud, so what about the four evil spirits in the spiritual world? If I am in the upper realm, I will indeed beat you, but now in the human world, you are just a separation and reunion. Everyone is trapped in the laws of heaven and earth, and the realm is the same. What can you do to me?"

"good."

The elegant man also spoke: "It's a clutch, the lady and me and the Blood Spirit help each other. If you really fight, we're probably going to win most of the time."

"Silly guy." After hearing the other party's words, Joeba not only did not get angry, but instead burst into laughter: "Do you think that if you have the same realm, you can be the right one with me?"

Its tone was full of disdain, and then turned its head and looked at the two cultivators in the late stage of the Nascent Soul: "As for you two, you can't even break through the realm of separation and reunion. I guess they were just insignificant little guys in the spiritual world. I slapped to death with one claw."

The man and the woman couldn't help but be shocked and angry. Although she was really nothing in the spiritual world, it was still unbearable that the other party's contempt.

It seems that I am not a cultivator, but just a dummy made of mud.

"What is the purpose of showing off your verbal benefits? I want to see how well your cultivation level of the four evil spirits in the spiritual world has reached."

Princess Crescent had anger on her face, and everyone had the same realm, so why did she show off her face that could satisfy her?

With a jade hand, a treasure in the shape of a flower basket suddenly flew out.

When she broke the void, there was nothing but her soul. This treasure was collected by her for more than a hundred years and finally carefully crafted it.

In terms of power, of course, it is far from comparable to the magic weapon in the spiritual world, but compared to fighting against enemies with bare hands, its strength is incomparable.

Fairy Cinth Moon reached out to rush forward, but smelled a strange fragrance and the flower basket fell downwards, and a dazzling five-colored spiritual light burst out from inside.

The sound of whizzing sound came into my ears, and more than a hundred fairy swords flew out from it.

...

The battle here has reached a point where it is about to break out, and on the other hand, the situation of Tongyu Zhenren is becoming more and more dangerous.

Although the old monk blocked the opponent's attack, his strength in the early and late stages was really incomparable. He squirted out blood.

Fortunately, the old monster did not pursue the victory, but another magic trick was like another Hot Wheel.

A shout came into my ears.

The hot wheel suddenly increased, and it was as powerful as an old woman standing beside her.

I saw with my own eyes that my companion suffered a lot. That old woman was not an idiot, but she was something that only fools would do.

The light of inspiration flashed on his body and he retreated.

Although she looked old and pretty, her small kung fu reached the pinnacle. The Hot Wheel's offensive was extremely fast, but she just flew over her hair bun.

The old woman breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally escaped the crisis, but the old monster in the late stage did not look discouraged at all, but instead showed a smile of a successful plan. He had never thought of destroying the enemy, but the purpose was to force the two back.

True Man Tongyu is his primary enemy.

This old guy has caused him miserable enough. How can he eliminate the hatred in his heart just by killing him like this? He wants to capture him alive, torture him slowly, and finally refine his soul.

He thought viciously in his heart that the opportunity finally came. When the late monk robe blew his sleeves, the rolling fire immediately swarmed out of his sleeves.
Chapter completed!