Chapter 781: Explosive Purple Spirit

The latest website: "Damn it! Big Brother Ye Liang who actually smeared me, I will never let you go!" Zi Ling flew directly from the sky. She held several azure blue ice in her hands.
As soon as it fell, it cut to the foundation where Wang Peng was!
"Where's the girl!" Wang Peng jumped up from the ground fiercely. After he saw Zi Ling, he didn't attack, so he used the black energy in his body to make a face shield.
"Dang! Dang!"
Bingling was blocked in half by the shield made by Black Qi.
"Who am I? I turned out to be the Ziling Fairy, the number one beauty in the fairy world. Haha, I thought it would take more time to get you. It seems that I don't need to worry about it."
"Do you know me?" Zi Ling frowned vigilantly.
"of course!"
Wang Peng admitted: "I came here this time. Apart from grabbing some women from the Sky Fox tribe and selling them, the main target is you, a beautiful woman.
To be honest, there is a big figure outside who wants you to be a concubine for him. Our Chunyu is the number one trade organization in the universe. How could it be possible to refuse such a big deal.
I am here. "
"Asshole, who wants to be a concubine for someone!" Zi Ling was immediately furious when she heard Wang Peng's words. She manipulated more Bing Ling and shot out from the void completely.
Her strength has reached the Saint Realm!
This is a realm higher than the King of Dry Night I met in the Kingdom of Dry Night! The original King of Withered Leaves was able to freeze hundreds of kilometers in the blink of an eye, and the Purple Spirit at this time was naturally no exception.
"Although it is not clear where you came from, since I dare to pretend to be my brother Ye Liang, how can I let you be so presumptuous!"
The freezing ice in the sky turned into a new moon.
Zi Ling shot the crescent moon covered with ice in one finger. The icy frost, even the surrounding air was frozen, and even the space squeaked and cracked.
"What an amazing woman!" Wang Peng said in surprise. While wandering around his body, he condensed a thick black energy from his body. Wang Peng's strength is only the Holy Spirit. If he collides head-on with this kind of extreme cold, he will definitely crush his bones.
All he relied on was thick black air.
"Unexpectedly, the strength of this woman is completely different from that of intelligence, those idiots of the Intelligence Department! It was clearly stated that she only has the strength of the Elementary Holy Spirit. This is such a little effort, she is already a saint!"
He actually misunderstood his colleagues.
Zi Ling's strength was originally the first layer of the Holy Spirit.
But when she was living in Dark City, she slowly squeezed her strength under a series of circumstances. After returning to the fairy world from Dark City, she had already reached the seventh or eighth level of the Holy Spirit.
Later, I saw the scene of Ye Liang's second killing of the envoy in the city of Enlightenment. This kind of reasons made Zi Ling's Dao heart deep, and he broke through the realm of the saint in one fell swoop.
When Wang Peng's black gas and ice gas face each other, they are directly wrapped by the opponent's ice gas. The black energy that kills any holy spirit in a flash is not the enemy of Zi Ling at all.
"You are indeed amazing, but after coming out of the dark city, I have clearly realized the horror of dark power! My ice aura is mixed with some demon-breaking insights, even if you are in the realm of saints, I may not persuade you. Not to mention You are just a scum." Zi Ling actually exaggerated.
Wang Peng's black spirit is very mysterious. If the opponent is truly in the realm of a saint, she may not have beaten the opponent, but unfortunately, Wang Peng is a weak chicken of the Holy Spirit.
Perhaps, he shouldn't be so arrogant, if he sneaks in and silently attacks Zi Ling, maybe he still has some chances of winning.
"It's lost!"
Wang Peng knelt on the ground, and he suddenly swept towards a big tree in the distance. Behind that, the old village chief who had been peeping there was standing there stupidly.
"Lin Pingping, don't you want to become an immortal? Come here quickly! I will give you the method of becoming an immortal!"
"Fairy?"
The village elder was puzzled. Although he felt Wang Peng was suspicious, he still didn't have the longing for the immortal realm he had longed for hundreds of times.
He moved slowly.
"Xiao Pingping, why are you here too. You know him? Why do you listen to him? What is going on!" Zi Ling was taken aback for a moment, and then angrily questioned!
Lin Pingping has been the guardian of the Tianhu clan for one hundred years!
In the past hundred years, Zi Ling has watched Lin Pingping grow little by little. Although her mind is not as good as that of human Lin Pingping, she has always regarded Lin Pingping as her junior since she entered the village.
Now, this one-handedly raised junior actually secretly obeyed a human being who was pretending to be Ye Liang and behaving badly, which made her feel sad.
"I'm sorry, under the purple spirit crown. Although you have always treated me well, Lin Pingping is unwilling to do this forever! I want to cultivate immortals, and I also want to become immortals!
I don't want to be a mortal for a lifetime, even if I have a life span of several hundred years! "
Naturally, the Tianhu clan would not allow Lin Pingping to guard the sky-fox world in vain. The life span of hundreds of years is the best reward for the Tianhu clan to Shenyin Village.
"But you don't have spiritual roots! Lin Pingping, it's not that I don't help you, but people without spiritual roots can't cultivate immortals anyway!
Even the most introductory stage of Qi training cannot be reached by a mortal like you without spiritual roots. "Ziling is not wrong, in the immortal world, mortals without spiritual roots really cannot become monks.
Linggen is like a very empty glass bottle. Some people are born big and can store more spiritual energy, and some people are born small and naturally cannot cultivate to great energy.
But there is no spiritual root, not even a bottle!
How to practice without a bottle?
This has always been a consensus in the history of human development.
"Don't lie to me! I saw these foreign monks with my own eyes, turning an ordinary mortal into a companion! Do you know?
The fat tiger who was lost ten years ago was not lost!
He left with these monks!
In front of me, he used the mysterious spirit technique he had just learned to guard the flying sword!
Back then, Fat Tiger had no spiritual roots ~EbookFREE.me~ But you said it yourself, how do you prove that Fat Tiger became a monk! After Lin Pingping finished speaking, she rushed towards Wang Peng very quickly.
In his opinion, his own fairy road is about to start.
"Boom!"
A black snake sprang from Wang Peng's body and bit Lin Pingping's head. It just stood there, motionless. Grumbling, it's like conveying some liquid.
Lin Pingping's body slowly dried up, and then fell to the ground like an empty shell.
Wang Peng's eyes were lingering, his strength instantly changed from the triple Holy Spirit to the fifth Holy Spirit, and at the same time, his injuries were slowly healed instantly, and he was standing in front of Zi Ling vigorously at this time.
"After all, you are the village guards trained by the Tianhu tribe for a hundred years. Although you don't have the slightest cultivation base, the essence in my body can actually make my strength two points!
Haha, little lady! How about we fight for another 300 rounds? "Wang Peng flew over with a smile.