Fantasy: Prince Peerless, Conquer the Heavens!

Chapter 1638 Little Fatty Zhen Shuai

Author: Bi Mo Liang Liang

Chapter 1638 Little Fatty Zhen Shuai

call out!

After Qin Wudao left, a long-haired woman led a clan of geniuses from many years ago to arrive, filling the air with terror and stirring up the surrounding situation.

"The power of the talisman?"

"Is this person still a rune master?"

The long-haired woman looked around and sensed the residual power of the void. She raised her eyebrows slightly, looked in one direction, and continued to pursue.

kill!

No matter whoever dares to kill the people of the Time Clan, they will die!

The other side.

After Qin Wudao left.

Continue to search for traces of the genius of the Years Clan.

After passing through dozens of mountains.

Qin Wudao came to a dry riverbed. In front of him, a fat man in a blue robe was fighting fiercely with a strange thing.

The strength of that strange thing is so powerful that it has reached the first level of the divine realm.

It is very rare in this primitive world.

The little fat man is also not simple. His cultivation has reached the semi-god level. He holds various talismans, throws them out as if they are free, and bombards strange objects indiscriminately.

But what attracted Qin Wudao's attention was not the fierce battle between the little fat man and the strange thing, but a dilapidated palace standing in the center of the dry lake.

Water God Palace!

The inheritance of the water god of the ancient heaven.

"The tide is overwhelming!"

At this time, the strange thing roared, and the body formed by the condensed evil energy transformed into the shape of a dragon, riding a gray cloud, soaring into the sky.

After flying high into the sky, the strange thing waved its claws.

time.

Then there was a mysterious force shrouding the surrounding area.

And at the end of the sky, countless evil spirits boiled, connected to the sky, like tidal waves, one after another, each wave higher than the last, slapping towards the little fat man.

Boom!

The heaven and earth shook.

Under the huge waves of evil spirits, everything seemed small.

The little fat man's face was a little solemn. He pinched it with both hands and held a talisman between his index and middle fingers. He threw it forward with a thrilling force.

Bang!

The talisman hit the huge wave of evil energy and caused a shocking explosion.

The huge wave that connected the sky and the ground was directly blown out of a hole. From Qin Wudao's point of view, it looked like the sky was falling.

"roar!"

Before the little fat man could recover, a strange thing rushed out of the huge waves, opened its mouth like a black hole, and bit into it suddenly.

Faced with the sudden appearance of something strange, the little fat man was obviously startled.

For a moment, I actually forgot to fight back or avoid it.

When he reacts.

It's too late.

The strange thing has already arrived on top of his head, just waiting for a bite to end the battle.

Secretly, Qin Wudao looked at it and shook his head. After so many years, he finally met someone with worse combat experience than him.

Considering the little fat man's identity, he decided to lend a helping hand.

Clang!

The sound of swords sounded.

"It's over!"

"If I had known better, I should have taken the talismans prepared by my father. These are terrible. I'm so fat. I'm about to be fed weird things."

Under the giant mouth of the strange thing, the little fat man was already frightened to the point of turning pale. Endless coldness and evil aura came from all directions, making him desperate.

The little fat man closed his eyes and waited for death to come.

One breath!

Two interest rates

After ten breaths, there was still no pain. The little fat man opened his eyes, looked around curiously, and saw a scene that he would never forget.

His mouth was open and his eyes were wide.

I saw a golden war sword stuck on the head of the strange thing. A figure wearing a golden robe came from a distance, stretched out his hand to hold the war sword, and pulled it out with force.

"puff--"

The huge strange thing fell to the ground like a collapsed mountain, causing the ground to tremble.

That golden figure was none other than Qin Wudao.

He took back the Xuanyuan Sword and asked the dumbfounded little fat man: "Are you a disciple of the Divine Pattern Sect?"

"ah"

The little fat man didn't hear clearly and looked at Qin Wudao with his small eyes.

"I asked you if you are a disciple of the Divine Pattern Sect!"

Qin Wudao had no choice but to repeat it.

"yes!"

The little fat man understood and said excitedly: "My name is Zhen Shuai, the contemporary holy son of the Shenwen Sect. Thank you so much for saving me, young hero!"

"You are so weak, how can you still be the Holy Son?"

Qin Wudao was shocked.

The little fat man's broad forehead was covered with black lines.

At this time, Qin Wudao also realized that he had said the wrong thing, and quickly explained: "Don't get me wrong, I didn't mean to look down on you, I just told the truth."

Zhen Shuai was completely speechless and had the urge to beat Qin Wudao violently.

"The Shenwen Sect is a Talisman Dao sect that focuses on the talent of making talismans. It only took me a thousand years to advance to the level of Talisman Master, so I am naturally qualified to become the Holy Son!"

After saying that, the little fat man gave Qin Wudao a proud look.

A thousand-year-old Talisman Master!

This is extremely rare in the long history.

Qin Wudao was a little surprised. After practicing "Magic Talisman Technique", he knew that the levels of Talisman Masters in the River of Time started from the trainee level and had to be promoted to dozens of levels before they could become Talisman Masters.

One of the conditions for becoming a talisman master is that the talisman drawn has the power of the first level of the divine realm.

but.

Qin Wudao's shock disappeared when he thought that he could refine the second-level immortal talisman when he first entered Talisman Dao.

Instead there was a trace of compassion.

This fat man’s Talisman talent doesn’t seem to be very strong!

How about persuading him to give up Fu Dao?

"What's that look in your eyes?"

The little fat man caught the pity in Qin Wudao's eyes and felt bad all over.

"fine!"

Qin Wudao shook his head and was about to speak, but at this moment, the void above his head suddenly collapsed, and a long-haired woman walked out, holding a sword and slashing downwards.

The long-haired woman's cultivation level is not high, and she can barely break through to the demigod realm, but her explosive combat power is particularly terrifying, almost no weaker than a god who possesses the second-level cultivation of the god realm.

The war sword fell, and the surrounding world boiled at this moment, and then annihilated bit by bit.

"People from the Time Clan!"

Qin Wudao's eyes narrowed, he quickly reacted, suddenly pulled out the Xuanyuan Sword, and slashed it out with all his strength.

Boom!

In an instant.

The two sword energies collided together.

Qin Wudao's body shook, and he was pushed back dozens of feet, plowing a deep ditch on the hard ground. The little fat man on one side was also knocked away, and screams were heard all over the sky.

As for the long-haired woman in the sky, she just took two steps back.

"Not bad!"

"No wonder you dare to kill the genius of our clan!"

A flash of surprise flashed in the long-haired woman's eyes, as if she didn't expect Qin Wudao to be so powerful in combat.

But just for a moment, she regained her composure.

One step.

The whole person was like an arrow from a string, flying towards Qin Wudao, and the time and space wherever it passed became illusory. When she got closer, she suddenly raised her sword.

But the next moment.

She seemed to have discovered something, her face suddenly changed, and she flew away into the distance without looking back.

The main reason why she was so panicked was that Qin Wudao had an extra talisman in his hand.

"die!"

Qin Wudao shouted low and threw out the Soul-Calling Talisman in his hand. The moment it left his hand, it spontaneously ignited without wind, releasing an invisible divine power that swept across the sky.

(End of chapter)