Immortal Palace

Wang Changsheng chopped down a section of the black shadow with one strike of his sword. He and Pang Zheng approached the shadow cautiously, their vigilance and vigilance in their hearts raised to the highest level.

In the world of cultivation, anything can happen. Don't think that the fallen shadow is not in danger.

No, on the contrary, there may be a greater danger!

"Fellow Taoist, what is this?" After the two of them got close, Pang Zheng asked, "Why do I think this is a piece of dead wood?"

Wang Changsheng nodded.

Not only Pang Zheng feels this way, but also Wang Changsheng.

At this moment, a piece of dead wood was lying quietly on the ground. There was no sense of life on this piece of dead wood. It was as if this piece of dead wood had been dead for thousands of years and had no spiritual existence at all.

However, if this dead tree has no spirituality, how can it attack Wang Changsheng and others?

I can’t figure it out!

Holding the Langcang Sword in his hand, Wang Changsheng fiddled with the dead wood and found that it was a real dead wood that would never hurt anyone.

However, the scene of the young monk in the early stage being swallowed by the dead wood is still vivid in his mind. How can Wang Changsheng believe that this dead wood is harmless to humans and animals?

"Fellow Taoist, what do you think?"

Pang Zheng asked.

Wang Changsheng glanced at Pang Zheng and found a question. Ever since he showed great strength, what Pang Zheng said the most was: Fellow Taoist, what do you think?

If the fat man were here, he would definitely reply, "I'm looking at a hammer!"

Pang Zheng was confused, wouldn't Wang Changsheng be confused?

Wang Changsheng is more confused than Pang Zheng!

Wang Changsheng had never heard of the tree roots that suddenly appeared blocking the road, and the dead wood that flew out and swallowed the monks. Not to mention he had seen it before!

Evil nature!

If he hadn't been trapped in this place, Wang Changsheng would have tried every means to escape.

Wang Changsheng felt that when he was outside the ruins, he should have fought hard, maybe there was still hope of escaping, but now... he was trapped in the ruins. If the sky didn't clear, he wouldn't be able to leave for a day.

Of course, there is another possibility to break through to the Great Master!

With the powerful power of the Great Lord, there is no problem in forcibly breaking through the sky barrier!

Wang Changsheng feels that, judging from his current situation, breaking through to the Great Master realm is more unrealistic than leaving this place!

"continue!"

Wang Changsheng thought for a while and then said: "You attack the tree roots blocking the road around you, and I will deal with the black shadows!"

With the experience of cutting off the black shadow for the first time, Wang Changsheng has more confidence. With the Langcang Sword, he should be able to suppress the black shadow.

In this case, everyone has hope of leaving here!

"good!"

Pang Zheng was not a man of ink. After agreeing, the wolf-headed sword in his hand reappeared. Powerful power emanated from the wolf-headed sword. He raised the wolf-headed sword high and with another ray of light, he directly crushed the tree roots blocking the road.

Boom boom...

The surging power surged in the sealed space. Pang Zheng's strength was not just blown away. He was actually in the late stage of Shaozun, coupled with the power of the quasi-Taoist weapon, it was indeed extraordinary.

Bang!

The sword light fell into the crack, and a dull explosion sounded. The people sealed in the space were shaken by the sound.

"coming!"

After Pang Zheng struck out with his knife, he saw that the crack in the tree roots blocking the road was getting bigger and bigger, and a black shadow rushed out from the crack.

Pang Zheng didn't notice the dark shadow last time, but this time, with full concentration, Pang Zheng could see it clearly.

The black shadow is just a piece of dead wood. However, the speed of the dead wood is too fast. Even the young master in the late stage cannot see it very clearly, so he will naturally think it is a black shadow.

After the black shadow stretched out from the crack, it rushed directly towards Pang Zheng. Its tail was still hidden in the crack like a giant python, flexible but without losing huge power.

"Well done!"

When Pang Zheng saw the black shadow rushing towards him, he didn't hesitate at all and shouted directly to Wang Changsheng not far away: "Let me meet him first!"

With that said, Pang Zheng ran towards the dead wood with the wolf-headed sword in his hand.

They are all young masters. Pang Zheng does not think that he is inferior to Wang Changsheng. At this time, Pang Zheng also wants to prove that he can cut off a dead tree as long as he is not attacked by surprise.

boom!

Deadwood did not dodge Pang Zheng's sword light, and directly collided with it. A huge roar sounded, and then, a figure flew backwards.

It's Pang Zheng!

"not good!"

Seeing this situation, Wang Changsheng secretly shouted that something was wrong. He held the Langcang Sword and instantly attacked the dead tree.

With the blessing of the quasi-Taoist weapon, Pang Zheng struck the dead wood with a knife, leaving no trace behind. Even Pang Zheng himself was knocked away by the huge power of the dead wood.

If Pang Zheng had not taken the initiative, I am afraid that under this blow, Pang Zheng would have been caught in the cracks by the dead wood, and would have followed the footsteps of the young monk in the early stage.

Under this situation, Wang Changsheng could not let Pang Zheng die, so Wang Changsheng took action.

The first time he took action, the Langcang Sword directly cut through the dead wood with one strike. More or less, Wang Changsheng had some contempt for the dead wood. But now, Pang Zheng was knocked away by the dead wood without leaving any scars. Wang Changsheng could not Don’t put away your contempt anymore.

boom!

The Langcang sword fell, and another roaring sound sounded. This time, Wang Changsheng was not knocked away like Pang Zheng. Instead, another piece of dead wood was chopped off by Wang Changsheng.

Immediately afterwards, the black image shrank back into the crack again, as if it had been frightened. It was exactly the same as the first time.

Pang Zheng, who was knocked away by the dead wood, saw the black shadow of the dead wood retreating into the crack again and disappeared, with a shocked look on his face.

It was not the reaction that shocked Kumu, but the strength that shocked Wang Changsheng!

"Is the difference so big?"

Pang Zheng kept asking himself.

In Pang Zheng's view, Wang Changsheng is indeed stronger than him, but he is definitely not much stronger. Since Wang Changsheng can cut through dead wood, even if Pang Zheng is not his opponent, he is not completely defenseless! ?

But now, Pang Zheng really has no power to resist, but what about Wang Changsheng? Once again, he cut off a section of dead wood with one strike of his sword.

How could Pang Zheng not understand the gap?

"Something's wrong..."

The more Pang Zheng thought about it, the more wrong he became. Finally, he looked at the wolf-headed sword in his hand, and then at the sword in Wang Changsheng's hand that looked like it was stained with blood.

"Could it be..."

Pang Zheng suddenly thought of a possibility, especially when he saw the wolf-headed sword in his hand, and then saw the sword in Wang Changsheng's hand, this possibility became more and more certain.

"My knife has been curled by the impact just now..."

Pang Zheng said incredulously: "And his sword is not damaged at all!"