Immortal Space

Although Wang Hong came up with some bold ideas, he also knew that they could not be implemented yet.

With the overall strength of Xiaohuangjie, even if the entire Xiaoyuanjie is added up, it can't do it. What's more, only his Dachu Xianguo family can only stay at the stage of thinking now.

You must know that among some of the superpowers in the small wilderness world, there are those who are strong in the fit state.

It was only a small part of the force that invaded the Little Yuan Realm from the passage, but it was enough to make the Great Chu Immortal Kingdom go all out.

Although their master and servant were looting everywhere during this time, he still avoided this kind of super power wisely.

Therefore, the strategy of the Great Chu Immortal Kingdom at this stage should be to quietly accumulate strength.

At the same time, Wang Hong's plunder against the tribes in the small wilderness has never stopped during this period.

Today, Ugly Turtle is already covered with all kinds of magic weapons for storage, looking like a nouveau riche.

And what was stored on him was only a small part of the property that the two looted, and the real big head was on Wang Hong.

With the supplement of a large amount of gray spar, the area of ​​his spatial land has now increased by another thousand acres, reaching six thousand acres, and he has planted various specialties of the barren race on this additional thousand acres.

There is also an area in which no spiritual plants are planted, and it is all used to pile up the looted materials.

On this day, Wang Hong had just flown out of a city with the ugly tortoise, when he saw a monk from the Desolate race who was nearly seven feet tall appearing in front of him.

The Desolate race has one thing that is particularly good, that is, any strength can be seen at a glance from their height.

The figure of this Desolate race is close to seven feet, which means that his strength has reached the peak of the Void Refining Realm, and he is only a little short of breaking through to the legendary Fusion Realm.

Wang Hong looked forward with a serious expression, because within the scope of his spiritual consciousness, there were strong people from the Desolate race coming from several other directions.

These people's cultivation bases are all above the mid-stage of Void Refinement, and there is another strong person in the late stage of Void-refinement in another direction.

"Everyone really thinks highly of me, and even gathered five Void Refining Realm powerhouses to besiege me."

"You should be the human race who broke in through the passageway, right? You caused a catastrophe in my small wilderness, and today I will swear that you will be killed here."

The peak barbarian who appeared at the very beginning had a hideous scar on his face. He seemed to be the leader of the group of five. At this moment, he and the other four had surrounded Wang Hong's master and servant.

"Your Majesty, the opponent is a bit tough, should we escape?"

Ugly Turtle was a little flustered, he was only at the early stage of refining, and everyone here was better than him, how could he fight?

"The other party has already made arrangements, and it may not be so easy to escape now."

Wang Hong looked at each of the five opponents holding an array flag in their hands. At this time, there was light flickering, which should be a state that could be activated at any time.

This time the Desolate Race was expected to come, and they would definitely have prepared means to prevent them from escaping.

At this time, Wang Hong's thoughts moved, and there were runes floating around his body, and then two light curtains appeared, respectively protecting him and the ugly turtle.

"The law of defense? Just try it today. Is my law of force stronger, or your law of defense is weaker."

The scar-faced man immediately took out a five-foot-long brass stick, rolled it half a circle in his hand, and threw it at Wang Hong.

This stick was smashed down with pure power, without any other mana damage, but its power far surpassed some magic weapon attacks.

With a loud "boom", Wang Hong's whole body, together with the defensive light curtain, was smashed into the ground tens of feet deep.

But the next moment, there was a flash of light and shadow on the ground, and Wang Hong reappeared on the ground, but the light curtain protecting him was extremely dim, as if it would be shattered at any moment.

Wang Hong secretly sighed in his heart, this is the strongest opponent he has ever encountered in his life, the power of this stick, if he hadn't retreated for 300 years before, and had advanced to the middle stage of refining, he really wouldn't be able to withstand this stick.

The defensive light curtain outside the body is slowly recovering with Wang Hong's magic power, but this speed is a bit slow.

"I see how many sticks you can catch!" The scar-faced man swung the long brass stick at Wang Hong again.

But the stick only reached mid-air, his complexion suddenly changed, and a flame suddenly appeared in his body, burning the mana in his body.

"You have mastered two laws! But so what, kill me!" The scar-faced man needs to suppress the flames in his body with all his strength at this moment, and he can't attack Wang Hong for the time being.

Although he is one level higher than Wang Hong, what he comprehends is the law of force, and his defense ability against this kind of flame is not strong.

Under the order of the scar-faced man, the other four strong men of the Desolate race raised their formation flags and immediately sealed off the space. Then they each unleashed their housekeeping weapons and attacked Wang Hong and the others.

Especially among these four people, there is still a late-stage Void Refining strongman, this person's strength is quite good, Wang Hong is facing extremely difficult today.

In addition, the other three people also joined in while preventing Wang Hong from escaping, and the ugly turtle was already overwhelmed. If it weren't for Wang Hong's defensive light curtain, he would have died several times.

At the same time, Wang Hong was also having a hard time. The defensive light curtain on his body was hit hard just now, and now it has been attacked continuously and has long since shattered and disappeared.

Fortunately, he was still wearing defensive armor, so he was safe for the time being.

At this time, he seized an opportunity, condensed his spiritual consciousness into a sharp cone, and stabbed at a Desolate race in the mid-stage of Void Refinement.

Now being besieged by five Desolate people, he has no chance to escape for the time being. His thinking is that it is better to cut off one finger than to hurt his ten fingers. Even if he pays some price, it is worth it.

This desolate man had just used a large knife to slash Wang Hong's armor, but suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head, causing his consciousness to plunge into darkness for a short time.

At the same time, a small silver knife quietly appeared in front of him, piercing through his chest without any resistance.

As the silver knife flew away, his vitality dropped rapidly and then disappeared.

Wang Hong used his divine sense attack and a sneak attack with a silver knife to successfully behead a Desolate clan in one blow, and the number of enemies changed from five to four.

But for this sneak attack, he gave up his body's defense, and the armor on his body was smashed by the remaining three together, and Wang Hong also flew upside down under this series of heavy blows.

The armor on his body was completely shattered, turning into countless fragments and flying away, but after this layer of armor shattered and fell off, the remaining four Desolate people saw that there was a brand new layer of armor on Wang Hong's body, which was exactly the same as the previous one.

"Shameless!"

At this time, the scar-faced man also suppressed the flames in his body, and attacked Wang Hong together with the others again.

The scar-faced man was furious at this moment. As a late-stage cultivator, he personally led four masters to besiege two human races. explain!

In the rage, the big stick swept across the ugly turtle, and even the ugly turtle was cut in half after the defensive light curtain imposed by Wang Hong was blasted.

Most of Ugly Turtle's lower body was turned into blood mist, and only some stumps fell to the ground.

And his upper body was swept away, not dead for a while, the ugly turtle tremblingly took out a elixir with his still intact hand, before he could put it in his mouth, another big knife came to him Cut off the head.

"Dead! Dead! This time I'm dead!"

The ugly tortoise murmured in despair: "When I die, the beautiful female tortoise who is in love with me in the demon world will also be cheaper than other tortoises."

However, the knife that made him despair did not fall, and was intercepted by a black sword halfway.

It was Wang Hong who stood in front at the critical moment and saved his life.

"Thank you Your Majesty!"

Wang Hong reached out and grabbed the upper half of the ugly turtle, and stuffed it into a spirit animal bag. When the ugly turtle was caught in the spirit bag, Wang Hong's voice was vaguely heard:

"You're welcome, but this big pot of old turtle soup is a pity."

The ugly turtle immediately vomited another big mouthful of blood, whether it was injury, scare, or some other reason.

The moment Wang Hong stretched out his hand to save the ugly turtle, he also withstood the full blow of the remaining four Desolate people, and the armor on his body was broken by two more layers, but fortunately there was still inside.

"I'd like to see how many layers of armor you have!" The scar-faced man roared angrily, and swung his stick again to strike at Wang Hong.

The moment the black knife in Wang Hong's hand met the opponent's long brass stick, he was shattered by the powerful force.

Almost at the same time that this black knife shattered, a second black knife appeared in his hand, which still shattered at the touch of a touch, then the third, and the fourth...

At the same time, there were three attacks from the Desolate race behind him, but they all hit him solidly, but were blocked by the armor on his body.

The armor on his body is not bean curd, in fact its defense ability is extremely against the sky.

Simultaneously bear the full blow of two mid-stage Void Refining and one late-stage Void Refining without any damage, which can be seen in the mid-stage defense ability.

The reason why he was blasted by the scar-faced man several times is that the law of force comprehended by the scar-faced man is too powerful, and his cultivation level is higher than that of Wang Hong.

If Wang Hong fought alone with him, he believed that the strength of both sides should be equal, but now he has several powerful helpers, one of whom is in the late stage of refining Xu, and his own helper was disabled again.

In comparison, Wang Hong was at a disadvantage, and now he was suppressed to death by the four of them.

During the battle, Wang Hong tried to get away several times, but was blocked by the opponent's formation. Although the opponent died, the formation was still in operation.

Seeing that there was no hope of escape, Wang Hong gritted his teeth cruelly, and decided to take another attack from the four of them, and used his divine sense attack and flying power to sneak attack one of the Desolate people.

However, this trick had been used once before, and the opponent had taken precautions. This sneak attack was unsuccessful and was rescued by another companion.

The sneak attack was unsuccessful, but Wang Hong was hit with a stick in vain, and the armor on his body was torn again. Fortunately, during the three hundred years of retreat, he refined many armors in his spare time.

Wang Hong failed to find a way to turn the tables or escape several times in succession. The other party obviously couldn't let him go. At this moment, a picture scroll suddenly appeared in his hand.

The scroll unfolded, and inside it was a man in Tsing Yi holding a dust whisk in his hand, and a white mist scattered around Wang Hong,

This is exactly what he found in the building where the woman in red was found in the fragments of the fairy world before, and he had already used the one that painted the white tiger before.

Including this one, he still has three in total, but only this one can be used, and he tried many times to refine the other two.

Wang Hong speculated that the other two sheets might be too old, the spiritual energy in them was lost, and the magic circle was damaged.

This thing has a limit on the number of times it can be used, so if there is no other way, he will never use it.

At this time, white mist filled the air, and a middle-aged man in Tsing Yi walked out of the white mist, holding a dust whisk in his hand.

The scar-faced man looked solemnly at the middle-aged Fuchen who came out of the white mist: "No matter who you are, please retreat quickly and don't cause trouble to your upper body!"

But Fuchen turned a deaf ear to his words and walked straight towards him.

The scar-faced man was furious, and slammed down on the middle-aged Fuchen with a stick. This stick concentrated all the strength of the scar-faced man's body, shaking the surrounding air crackling.

But the middle-aged man was still calm and calm, he only raised the whisk in his hand, and rolled countless silk ribbons towards the long brass stick in the scar-faced man's hand.

The scar-faced man only felt a pain in his hand, and his long brass staff had been snatched away by the whisk.

At the same time, the attacks of the other three people also fell on the middle-aged man Fuchen, but it was like a stone sinking into the ocean, without any focus, and all the power was reduced invisible.

The members of the Huangzu hadn't recovered from their shock and loss of consciousness, but they saw the middle-aged man stretch out the fly whisk and swept towards the surrounding area, quickly engulfing the four members of the Huangzu group into the white whisk among.

After a while, the dust whisk dissipated and retracted into the middle-aged man's hand, it was still only two feet long, and the four of them had already turned into dead bodies.

When the scar-faced man's body fell, a red light flew out of his body and shot straight at Wang Hong.

When he saw this red light, Wang Hong knew something was wrong, and immediately sacrificed a shield to block the red light.

However, this red light was almost invisible, easily passing through the shield and several layers of defenses set up by Wang Hong, and finally landed on Wang Hong who was running away.

After the red light fell on Wang Hong's body, it didn't hurt or itch, and only left a red mark on Wang Hong's chest.

For this red light, Wang Hong has traveled a long time in the small wilderness, so he knows something about it.

This is a kind of tracking mark, which is installed on the important figures of some large tribes. If they are killed outside, their clansmen can sense the location of the enemy through the mark, and then chase them to death.

In addition to revenge, this method is mainly a deterrent to the enemy, so that the enemy does not dare to attack their clansmen easily.

Now that the imprint has been planted, he can't remove it for the time being, and this scar-faced man is already a strong person at the peak of Void Refining, and his clan still has the ability to avenge him, which shows that there should be a strong person in the fusion state in this tribe .

If Wang Hong continued to stay in Xiaohuangjie, he would definitely be chased and killed by a strong person in the fit state. He still doesn't know whether the middle-aged Fuchen is the opponent of the strong person in the fit state.

And he can't go back to the Little Yuan Realm now, because that would lead the experts of the Composite Realm to the Little Yuan Realm and bring disaster to everyone.

Now there is no time for him to think for too long. Although he doesn't know how fast the speed of a strong person in the fit state is, he will definitely not be slow.

Immediately, he picked up all the corpses and leftover items on the ground, and then quickly left the scene.