Although Song Zhong was fine, the cultivator of the Dark Yin Sect couldn't stand it anymore. That huge black mountain was his natal magic treasure. After being smashed by Song Zhong, his Primordial Spirit immediately suffered heavy injuries. Without saying a word, he spat out a mouthful of Blood Essence. Then, he followed in the footsteps of the two people before him!
"Hehe, little guy?" Song Zhong flew out of the pit and saw the old man's pitiful appearance. He couldn't help but say proudly, "Let's see if you still dare to be arrogant."
Although SongZhong really wanted to go over and kill him, he suddenly felt that a few strong auras were about to catch up. In order not to be entangled and besieged by them, Song Zhong had no choice but to give up this tempting idea and once again set foot on the path of escape.
In the blink of an eye, another hour passed, and a snow-white beauty finally caught up to Song Zhong. This person exuded a faint cold aura, like an iceberg that kept people at a distance.
Song Zhong scanned her with his Divine Sense and sensed the aura of Madman Han and the others from her body. He immediately asserted that she was from the Four Stars Dao Sect. Song Zhong could not help but laugh bitterly in his heart. "Well, another old enemy! I seem to have offended too many people in my life. After fighting for so long, all of them are my enemies. I don't have a single friend. How sad! '
Just as Song Zhong was letting his imagination run wild, the female cultivator from the Four Stars Dao Sect had already launched an attack. She opened her small mouth and blew gently. Then, a ray of white light shot out and formed a huge white dragon that was thousands of feet long and dozens of feet thick.
This was a white dragon that was formed from pure internal cold energy. It contained the supreme magic power that this expert had cultivated with his life. As soon as it appeared, the surrounding area was filled with coldness, and a layer of white frost appeared on the ground! Obviously, her own magic power could not achieve such a power. She must have used an auxiliary pseudo-fairy magic treasure to achieve this.
After the white dragon appeared, it bared its fangs and brandished its claws and fangs as it chased after Song Zhong. Its whole body was formed by cold fog, so it was not afraid of any physical attacks. For a warrior like Song Zhong who specialized in strength, it was extremely effective. Obviously, after careful consideration, this lady targeted SongZhong's weak points and attacked him!
Song Zhong really had no good way to deal with this kind of non-physical thing. He could only ignore its existence and continue to run wildly. But he couldn't outrun it, so he was quickly caught by the white fog and was wrapped in it!
Suddenly, Song Zhong felt's body, and his four limbs were numb! And this was Pangu's True Body. If it were his true body, he would have been frozen into a block of ice long ago!
Although the damage done to him by the Cold Qi was negligible, the most annoying thing was that it greatly restricted his speed, causing his running speed to be less than 50% of his previous speed! If Song Zhong continued to run like this, more and more people would be able to catch up with him. Sooner or later, he would be surrounded by them!
No matter how arrogant Song Zhong was, he didn't think that he could defeat a three-digit number of masters above the Combination Realm. So if he didn't want to die, he had to get out of his current predicament!
As such, SongZhong could only helplessly release the Primal Natal Fire in his body. This special gray True Fire burned fiercely on the surface of Song Zhong's body, making Song Zhong look like a super torch from afar.
However, although it was ugly, the Primal Chaos Primordial Flame was indeed a powerful special flame. It was able to drive away the surrounding cold air. So Song Zhong's speed was restored again.
However, the Chaotic True Fire didn't burn casually. It was depleting Song Zhong's spiritual qi at every moment. In other words, Song Zhong was competing with the female cultivator of the Four Stars Dao Sect in terms of magical power!
Once Song Zhong consumed too much of his spiritual qi, the duration of the Pangu True Body would be greatly reduced. If the Pangu True Body disappeared, Song Zhong, who had returned to his original form, would be in big trouble! Therefore, although Song Zhong appeared calm on the surface, he was actually burning with anxiety. He secretly hoped that the woman would quickly withdraw her cold air.
It seemed that the heavens favored Song Zhong this time. Although the female cultivator of the Four Stars Dao Sect was already at the peak of the Mahayana realm, in terms of total magical power, she was far inferior to Song Zhong, who had burned 100,000 divine thunders.
Therefore, her White Mist Divine Dragon only lasted for less than half a cup of tea's time before it was completely burned by Song Zhong's Chaotic True Fire.
Seeing that her attack was ineffective, the woman helplessly stopped her pursuit and stomped her foot hatefully. Then, she said angrily, "Song Zhong, you got lucky this time. When we fight again next time, remember that I'm Hanyu of the Four Stars Dao Sect!" With that, she turned and left, no longer caring about this matter.
In fact, she didn't want to leave, but she had no choice but to use up eighty percent of her magical power. It would take several days for her to replenish it. Now that her magical power had been greatly depleted, her combat power had been reduced by more than half. Forget about killing Song Zhong, she was afraid that she would be killed by Song Zhong if she continued to pursue him. She wasn't the kind of person who didn't know when to stop. Therefore, when she knew that she couldn't do it, she hurriedly left and suffered the least damage.
Seeing that the woman from the Xuanji Dao Sect had left, Song Zhong heaved a sigh of relief. He had used up thirty percent of his magic power just now, which was equivalent to thirty thousand divine thunders! This was much more than what he had used to deal with the previous few people combined. Naturally, he felt some lingering fear. Fortunately, that woman left early. Otherwise, Song Zhong really didn't know how to deal with it!
Regardless, Song Zhong was not happy for long. Another person caught up to him. This person was completely hidden in a mass of black fog that was several acres large, and his appearance could not be seen clearly. After he arrived, a sinister laughter came from the black fog. "Haha, Song Zhong, you little brat, I finally caught up with you, didn't I? Surrender to me obediently! "
The person who spoke was a man, but his voice was as unpleasant as the cry of a male duck. Song Zhong's heart was filled with annoyance, and he could not help but curse, "Where did this damn eunuch come from? Hurry up and scram far away, don't be disgusting here! "
When the guy behind heard this, he immediately flew into a rage and cursed, "Bastard, go to hell!"
As he spoke, a huge skull flew out of the black fog and went straight for Song Zhong.
This was the primordial spirit of a Mahayana expert, a demon refined by a special evil method. Like the Extraterrestrial Demons, it was formless and did not have a physical body, and it specialized in attacking the primordial spirit of the opponent. The most annoying thing about this thing was that it was difficult to defend against. Whether it was a physical sword, spear, sword, halberd, or various Dao techniques and thunder techniques, it was almost useless against it. Just like the nine beauties in Song Zhong's Nine Beauties Painting, it was extremely difficult to deal with!
Generally speaking, even if this demon entered the body of a Mahayana cultivator, it could be subdued. It could be said to be a rather abnormal and profound evil technique. There was no other cultivator who could refine such a powerful demon other than the great elder of the Thousand Demon Sect!
After the demonic head flew out, it caught up to SongZhong in the blink of an eye. With a shriek, it tried to enter SongZhong's body.
At this critical moment, Song Zhong suddenly turned around, opened his mouth, and roared at the demon, "Explode!"
This was not an ordinary roar, but a powerful ability of Song Zhong's Pangu True Body, Pangu Heaven Splitting Roar! It was the roar of the great god Pangu when he created the world, and it contained infinite Heavenly Dao. It could be said to be earth-shattering and earth-shattering!
After Song Zhong roared, a terrifying shockwave that was visible to the naked eye appeared in front of him. In the next moment, the super demon that bore the brunt of the shockwave was instantly reduced to ashes. Then, the ground within a radius of several kilometers shattered with a boom. The hard stone ground that had been struck countless times by the heavenly thunder of the Thunder Realm was shattered into ashes and scattered into the air. In the blink of an eye, the space within a thousand kilometers was covered by the ashes of Song Zhong's roar!
As for the powerhouse in the black mist, he was very unlucky. First, his primordial spirit was severely injured because his demon was destroyed. Then, he was affected by the shockwave of Pangu Heaven Splitting Roar, and the divine light protecting his body was shattered. He was sent flying hundreds of kilometers away by the shockwave, and many of his bones were broken! So far, among the people who had chased after Song Zhong, he was the one who had suffered the heaviest injury!
After sending the guy from the Thousand Devil Sect flying with a roar, Song Zhong sneered and turned around to leave. After defeating so many people consecutively, he was more or less exhausted. However, in order to escape, he could only force himself to stay alert and continue running.
Perhaps the terrifying power of Pangu's Heaven Opening Roar had frightened the people behind him. In any case, this time, Song Zhong stopped for a full six to eight hours before a dark and thin old man caught up with him.
The old man was dressed in golden clothes and looked exceptionally dazzling. However, he was thin and shriveled, like a dried corpse that had just been dug out from the desert.
He rode on a golden Soul Summoning Banner and slowly drew closer to Song Zhong. When he was about three to four thousand feet away from Song Zhong, he slowed down a little to maintain the distance between him and Song Zhong.
Obviously, he was frightened by Song Zhong's terrifying explosive power and did not dare to get any closer. He was afraid that Song Zhong would suddenly turn around and attack him!
After the old man caught up with him, he did not attack immediately. Instead, he said slowly, "Little brother Song Zhong, I am Jin Ting Zi, the Grand Elder of the Thousand Gu Sect. You are in the right!" After saying that, he cupped his fists and bowed respectfully.
Song Zhong was chased by so many people like a stray dog. How could he be in the mood to talk nonsense with this old man? He said impatiently, "If you have something to say, just say it. Don't be long-winded!" (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please go to www.qidian.com, there are more chapters. Support the author, support the original reading!)
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