Immortal Palace

"Is it a Taoist weapon?"

Pang Zheng looked at the long sword in Wang Changsheng's hand and became more and more certain: "It should be a Taoist weapon!"

Although Pang Zheng couldn't see clearly Wang Changsheng's cultivation level, he was absolutely certain that Wang Changsheng should be in the realm of the Young Master, but he couldn't see clearly which stage of the realm of the Young Master Wang Changsheng was in.

The strength of the two is supreme, so there won't be much difference. However, when facing Dead Tree, there is only one possibility for such a huge difference.

"When I was in the realm of Young Master, I had a Taoist weapon with me. It has an extraordinary origin!" Pang Zheng felt helpless.

Taoist artifacts, which could become the foundation of the supreme religion, were controlled by a monk in the Young Master realm. Apart from their extraordinary origins, Pang Zheng could not think of any other reason.

Pang Zheng is not only envious but also envious of the same young masters!

Who said that Pang Zheng was just a casual cultivator?

Who left Pang Zheng without the support of the supreme teaching?

When some people are born, they have already reached the end of others' lifelong struggle. Perhaps this is the difference between Wang Changsheng and himself?

Wang Changsheng didn't know what Pang Zheng was thinking, and he wouldn't know it. Even if he knew it, he wouldn't refute it, because Wang Changsheng's background was not as good as even Pang Zheng's!

At least Pang Zheng was still born in the Jiutian Realm, but what about Wang Changsheng? Coming from a small world where there were no monks, I have come step by step to where I am today. I have experienced countless lives and deaths and put in countless efforts.

Pang Zheng also didn't know this.

As for the Langcang sword...

luck!

"You are no match for him!"

Wang Changsheng turned his back to Pang Zheng who was not far away, and while he was alert to the cracks, he said: "You continue to attack the tree roots blocking the road, and I will stop him!"

"Only by breaking the blockade can we leave!"

Cutting off a section of dead wood again, Wang Changsheng discovered a problem. He didn't know how long these dead trees were. If he was trapped in this place forever, he would have a day of fatigue. The only way was to break the blockade and leave here first.

"good!"

Pang Zheng nodded and said.

With that said, Pang Zheng stood up again, with the wolf-headed sword in his hand, and slashed at the crack again.

However, the quasi-Taoist wolf-head broadsword in Pang Zheng's hand had already curled up when he was fighting with the dead wood, and it no longer had the power of the quasi-Taoist weapon. The power of this sword was slightly inferior to the first two knives. .

Feeling the power of Pang Zheng's slash, Wang Changsheng immediately frowned.

boom!

The sword light fell on the crack. Sure enough, although the crack had deepened a little, the speed of splitting the tree roots blocking the road was too slow. Once something happened midway, big problems would arise.

The dark shadow of dead wood reappears!

This time, Wang Changsheng did not wait for the dead wood shadow to rush out. He directly slashed at the dead wood shadow with his sword and cut off another section. The dead wood shadow directly retracted into the crack.

"Something feels wrong..."

Wang Changsheng cut through the black shadow of the dead wood for the third time, feeling alert.

This kind of vigilance has not appeared in Wang Changsheng's previous two times, but now it appears, it can only explain one problem, there is something strange in it.

"Fellow Daoist Pang, have you ever felt that someone is spying on us?" Wang Changsheng asked Pang Zheng via voice transmission.

When Pang Zheng heard Wang Changsheng's words, he was immediately stunned, and then sensed it.

"I don't feel this way!" Pang Zheng said in a voice message.

"Are you sure?" Wang Changsheng asked again via voice transmission.

This time, Pang Zheng sensed it more carefully, and then said through a message: "Fellow Taoist, I didn't feel it!"

Without waiting for Wang Changsheng to speak, Pang Zheng continued: "Fellow Taoist, with my perceptual ability, I can feel even the prying eyes of a powerful person in the Venerable Realm. But now, I don't feel being spied on, only two A possibility..."

"The first one is that you feel something has gone wrong and you are a bit overwhelmed!"

"And the second kind..."

Pang Zheng said in a solemn tone: "Perhaps the strong man spying on us has exceeded my perception!"

Even Pang Zheng, who is in the realm of the Venerable, can sense it. If the second situation is true, it will be troublesome...

"continue!"

Wang Changsheng said.

Later, Wang Changsheng was on guard against the cracks, while Pang Zheng kept attacking the cracks.

As Pang Zheng attacked again and again, the cracks became larger and larger. Even the roots of the trees were broken open by Pang Zheng. However, there was still no sign of breaking through the roots of the trees blocking the road.

As for Wang Changsheng, he watched the dead wood rush out of the cracks again and again, and pressed the dead wood back again and again. Now, there were countless dead trees piled up on the ground under Wang Changsheng's feet.

Each piece of dead wood may be long or short, but as long as the dead wood dares to rush out once, Wang Changsheng will leave a piece of its body behind.

"Fellow Taoist, I want to take a rest!"

Pang Zheng said.

Wang Changsheng nodded and said: "Okay!"

Pang Zheng breathed a sigh of relief.

From the beginning to now, Pang Zheng has wielded at least hundreds of swords. Each sword used Pang Zheng's maximum strength. Under such a huge consumption, Pang Zheng has reached the late stage of Shaozun, and the true energy in his body is endless. , and couldn’t bear it at all.

Pang Zheng must recover, otherwise his foundation will be damaged.

As for Wang Changsheng?

The true energy in his body is vast. Although he consumes more true energy every time than Pang Zheng, the longevity skill practiced by Wang Changsheng is not only much stronger than Pang Zheng in foundation, but also his recovery ability is far beyond what Pang Zheng can match.

Pang Zheng went to rest. The other monks formed a small formation of Liuhe, shrouding the tired Pang Zheng in it, and kept taking out various recovery pills and spiritual stones.

Facing the tree roots blocking the road and the dead trees attacking by surprise, they couldn't do anything to help. Therefore, they could only provide some resources to Pang Zheng to recover, all in order to help.

As for the reason, it was not that he hoped Wang Changsheng and the others could take him out!

"Too strong!"

Zhang Daoyuan is also staying in the Liuhe small formation at the moment. As for the thoughts in his heart, he has long been shocked to the point of numbness.

He had long discovered how extraordinary Wang Changsheng was, but he had never thought that Wang Changsheng was actually stronger than Pang Zheng?

Recalling the scene when he was rescued by Wang Changsheng, Zhang Daoyuan said in his heart: "I should have thought of it a long time ago..."

At this moment, Wang Changsheng, of course, had no time to care about other people's thoughts. Instead, he fell down and stood on top of the chopped dead wood. A large pile of dead wood, at least hundreds of knots, occupied a large part of the space.

"This...is this Ray Mang?"

Wang Changsheng looked at the dead wood, and there was a flash of light. His expression immediately changed. He had just cut off the dead wood and didn't check it at all.

When Wang Changsheng was about to investigate carefully, he found that the thunder light he had just discovered had already disappeared.

"Am I dazzled?"

Wang Changsheng said in his heart.