Chapter 284 The five-colored divine light shows its power, shocking Zhunti!
Wen Zhong's face turned cold and he snorted coldly, "Yuan Futong, I don't know if you are really stupid or pretending to be stupid. Today's king is a man of great talent and great strategy. If we carry on the past and forge ahead into the future, our national strength will become stronger day by day."
"The most important thing is that the king has a compassionate heart and is good to you princes and kings. If you obey the king, you will enjoy endless glory and wealth. But since you choose to rebel, you will only die."
Yuan Futong sneered and said, "Old Wen Zhong, everyone can tell lies. Do you dare to fight me for three hundred rounds?"
At this time, Wen Zhong's aura, blessed by the supreme human luck, reached the peak of Daluo Golden Immortal.
The aura of the North Sea King Yuan Futong is probably around the middle stage of Daluo Jinxian.
Wen Zhong is powerful and experienced in hundreds of battles, and with the help of the divine eyes between his eyebrows, he certainly will not think that he is Wen Zhong's opponent.
What he had to do was to take advantage of the moment of the fight with Wen Zhong and let Saint Zhunti take action secretly to kill Wen Zhong.
After killing Wen Zhong, he can easily defeat the 500,000 troops in front of him. When the time comes, he, the King of the North Sea, will be worthy of his name.
Yuan Futong even thought that as Beihai's power gradually grew, he, Yuan Futong, might not be able to take a chance on the throne of the Human Emperor in the future.
Hearing that Yuan Futong wanted to challenge himself, Wen Zhong smiled.
He held the male and female dragon whips in his hands, and with mana surging all over his body, he flew towards Jiutian.
Upon seeing this, Yuan Futong also left the city and flew into the sky.
In the Dashang camp, Kong Xuan and Xuangui looked at each other, each focusing on Wen Zhong.
In Beihai City, the Taoist Zhunti who turned into his own corpse frowned slightly.
Zhunti's zombies are so powerful that they even surpass good corpses and evil corpses. They are very powerful!
But at this time, Zhunti felt that something was wrong!
A sense of something bad lingered in his mind.
"The calamity aura covers the sky and the sun, and even the saints cannot deduce the secrets of heaven. No one can detect my whereabouts. There is absolutely no problem with this plan, but why do I feel bad? Could it be that other saints have taken action? It shouldn't be, just a mere thought. The Beihai Rebellion was only in the eyes of Dashang, so how could it attract the attention of the Saint? "I hope it is all an illusion."
Zhunti breathed a sigh of relief and began to watch the battle silently.
Nine days ago, on the thick clouds, Wen Zhong and Yuan Futong faced each other.
The overwhelming Tao Yun on the two of them swept across the world and spread to all directions.
Wherever it passes, the void trembles, as if it will collapse at any time!
Wen Zhong's voice was cold and stern, "Yuan Futong, accept your fate!"
Wen Zhong combined the golden whips of male and female dragons in his hands, then pressed towards the top of Mount Tai and struck Yuan Futong.
The shadow of a dragon appeared on the golden whip, roaring and rushing towards Yuan Futong.
Yuan Futong's pupils shrank, he didn't expect Wen Zhong's attack to be so sharp and swift, and he quickly raised his spear to block.
"Boom!"
There seemed to be a thunderous explosion in the air.
Yuan Futong's face turned pale and he was violently knocked a thousand meters away. His hands holding the spear were hit hard and trembled from time to time!
Wen Zhong laughed loudly, "Yuan Futong, with your little ability, you still dare to rebel against my great merchant, what a joke!"
Wen Zhong held the golden whip and launched a sprint again!
Yuan Futong's face was ugly, an unknown fire arose in his heart, and the spear in his hand pierced Wen Zhong's face like a dragon.
In an instant, the two were fighting ping-ping-pong-pong in mid-air!
In fact, in terms of true cultivation, the two of them are far inferior to Daluo Jinxian.
But at this time, Dao Yun roared in mid-air, and it really seemed like two powerful Da Luo Jinxian were fighting.
Wen Zhong was worthy of being a great master of the Shang Dynasty. He relied on his lonely and important ministers to suppress Yuan Futong at a disadvantage in just one hundred rounds.
According to this situation, there is no problem at all in killing Yuan Futong within Sanbaihe.
Yuan Futong's face turned pale. He was obviously under great pressure and could only parry but was unable to fight back.
"Teacher, take action quickly!"
Yuan Futong screamed in his heart, if he didn't take action, he really couldn't hold on anymore.
At this moment, there was a wave in the air, and a golden bead hit Wen Zhong head-on.
"What?"
Wen Zhong's face was startled and he quickly dodged, but the bead seemed to be locked on Wen Zhong. No matter how Wen Zhong dodged, it was of no avail.
The extremely terrifying Dao Yun shone on it, making Wen Zhong's scalp numb.
As long as this thing touches me, I will never breathe.
"Mr. Kong Xuan, Senior Xuangui, take action quickly!"
When Wen Zhong was shouting in his heart, suddenly, the space in front of Wen Zhong shattered, and a water-blue shield blocked Wen Zhong.
"Bang!"
The golden beads hit the shield, and there was a crisp metallic collision sound.
Then the golden beads exploded violently, but the aqua blue shield remained unscathed.
Then, two young men appeared next to Wen Zhong.
One person was wearing a five-color robe, with cold facial features, exuding the air of being inaccessible to idlers.
The other one is a middle-aged burly man wearing aqua blue robe.
Yes, after serving as the deputy leader of Jiejiao, Xuangui changed his external image and became more dignified and mature.
On the opposite side, beside Yuan Futong, an old Taoist man appeared at some point, staring at them with a gloomy expression.
"I'm the deputy leader of Jiejiao, Xuangui. This is Kong Xuan of the Feng clan. I dare to ask Saint Zhunti why he secretly plotted to kill my great master Shang."
Xuangui directly revealed the true face of the old Taoist.
The face of the old Taoist changed slightly, "I am an old Taoist from the mountains, but I have no connection with the famous Saint Zhunti. As for helping Yuan Futong, it is just because he is my disciple."
Even though Zhunti was exposed, he still refused to admit it.
Xuangui smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist Kong Xuan, have you seen the face of the Western saint?"
"I have seen that, my fellow Xuangui Daoist will not deceive me."
"Humph, you two little people who don't respect the saints should be punished!"
Zhunti's face suddenly turned gloomy, he raised his hand and took out a whisk, and suddenly swept it towards Xuangui.
The sub-sage-level mana came out in full force to capture the Black Turtle with one blow!
The black turtle's face became a little more solemn, and at the same time, the blood in his body was boiling faintly.
This is the self-corpse of a saint. The path of the sub-sage may allow him to break through the shackles and go one step further!
"Xuanshui Turtle Shell!"
Xuangui once again sacrificed the Xuanshui turtle shell. The light whisk hit the turtle shell, but it made a deafening sound, leaving a white mark directly on the Xuanshui turtle shell.
The whisk was directly shaken back into Zhunti's hand by the huge repulsive force coming from the Xuanshui turtle shell.
"Five-color divine light!"
On the other side, Kong Xuan harnessed the five-color divine light to kill Zhunti.
The five colors of green, yellow, red, black and white turned into a five-color millstone in mid-air.
It crushes down through the air, brushing away nothing and destroying nothing.
"hateful!"
Facing Xuangui who was going all out, Kong Xuan and Zhunti cursed inwardly.
After all, the self-corpse is not the real body. The two people joining forces are really troublesome.
Facing the five-color divine light coming towards him, Zhunti quickly threw out his fly whisk.
But just when the fly whisk came into contact with the five-color divine light, the overwhelming mana disappeared.
Then a huge scouring force appeared, directly brushing away the fly whisk in Zhunti's hand.
Zhunti froze on the spot, staring blankly at the whisk that disappeared from his hand!
The little Kong Xuan could actually brush away the whisk from the Seven Wonderful Treasure Tree in his hand?
