wjnovel Chapter 154
Chapter 154
Chapter 154
Zhao Lizheng has already entered the realm of transforming gods. Looking at the snowflakes falling from the sky, he smelled something unusual.
"Is it the battle to destroy the country? It seems that after being promoted to the god of transformation, there will be a big battle, so let me try my own strength!"
As Zhao Lizheng said, he jumped up in an instant. With the realm of transforming gods, no one could put him to death, not to mention running rampant in Suzaku Star.
He galloped all the way, looking at the ground covered with heavy snow, a smile appeared on his face. He opened his big hand, wanting to refine it, when a group of monks came towards him.
One cultivator at the early stage of Huashen realm, and three cultivators at the late stage of Yuanying stage.
"I didn't expect that there are monks in this small country, it's amazing!"
The leader of the middle-aged man said, his eyes were full of light, and he spoke. At this moment, the three monks in the late Nascent Soul stage had already started to move.
"What are you doing? Are you courting death?"
Zhao Lizheng stopped and looked at himself being surrounded and couldn't help talking.
"Go!"
The leader spoke, and a monk in the late stage of the Nascent Soul stage sacrificed a spirit treasure.
The spirit treasure turned into a flash of light, and shot at Zhao Lizheng. Zhao Lizheng's eyes were deep, golden light surged all over his body, and with one big hand, he blocked the light.
"Wooden Dragon Art!"
Zhao Lizheng also started to fight back, his words fell, the ground shook, the expressions of the four of them changed, and dozens of wooden dragons rose up from the ground, roaring.
"Go!"
Zhao Lizheng stood out of nowhere, and with a wave of his big hand, more than a dozen wooden dragons rushed out and charged at the four of them.
"Hmph! The little tricks, break it for me!"
The leader said in a cold voice, his palm flew, and a huge thunderball appeared on his palm.
Boom!
The sound of thunder continued to sound, and more than a dozen wooden dragons dissipated one after another.
"Humph!"
The leader let out a cold voice, and threw the thunderball in his hand directly into the air.
The thunderball exploded, and bolts of lightning burst out immediately, splitting the dozen or so wooden dragons into ashes.
Seeing how powerful these people were, Zhao Lizheng couldn't help being surprised, but then, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Since you like to play so much, let's play with you!"
Zhao Lizheng changed his mind, and summoned hundreds of wooden dragons again.
These wooden dragons are all condensed by metallic aura, and each one is about twice the size of ordinary wooden dragons. When these wooden dragons charged away, the three monks all avoided them, but Zhao Lizheng had already prepared for them. The wooden dragon's speed is extremely fast, and their bodies flicker, showing their flexibility.
Zhao Lizheng's wood-based skills became unprecedentedly powerful after absorbing the wood world, and after he was promoted to the divine stage, he even possessed dark artistic conception, scorching artistic conception, light artistic conception, and spatial artistic conception. Every move he made was filled with artistic conception. The attack swept everyone.
"Damn it, how could there be such a wood-type exercise!"
The leading middle-aged man was shocked. He knew that this time he had encountered a hard problem.
Although he was angry in his heart, he still retained a bit of reason. He didn't make a rash move, but continued to use the spirit treasure, trying to destroy the wooden dragon, but every attack would be easily dodged by the wooden dragon, and eventually lost its effect.
The other two monks are also in normal condition, but Zhao Lizheng has no pressure. He has no fear of such an attack, and he can learn a lot from it.
"Hehe! You ants, even if I don't kill you, you won't live long. You bastards are not worthy to compete with me, so I advise you to surrender obediently. Maybe there is still a chance of life. We can only wait to die." Zhao Lizheng said.
Hearing Zhao Lizheng's words, the leader was very angry, but there was nothing he could do, because they really couldn't beat each other.
"You guys, kill this kid for me, I will kill him myself!"
The leader shouted to the other two Nascent Soul cultivators.
"Okay, our two brothers join forces and we will definitely be able to kill this son!"
The other two agreed.
"Humph!"
Zhao Lizheng let out a cold snort, he crossed a distance of a thousand meters in one step, and appeared in front of the two monks in an instant.
"It's easy to kill ants like you without any moves."
Zhao Lizheng said in a cold voice.
After finishing speaking, a golden gun appeared in Zhao Lizheng's hand. Under his control, the golden gun flew to the top of one of the people. The monk was shocked. He wanted to escape, but found that his The body was imprisoned by an invisible force, and it was difficult to move.
boom!
Zhao Lizheng pierced the monk's chest with a single shot.
Pfft!
Blood gushed out wildly, and the body of this late Nascent Soul Stage cultivator was directly pierced by Zhao Lizheng. His eyes widened, and he couldn't believe that he was defeated like this.
"Didn't I tell you? I can kill trash like you with just a wave of my hand!"
Zhao Lizheng said indifferently, with a flick of his wrist, the golden gun was pulled out from the opponent's body, another blood mist drifted away, and the other two monks in the late Nascent Soul stage also died.
"You trash, you really take yourself seriously, and you want to fight me, it's wishful thinking!"
Zhao Lizheng sneered. He waved his hand again, and dozens of wooden dragons flew out and attacked the remaining people.
"what"
The few remaining monks in the late Nascent Soul stage shouted and used their most powerful defenses in an attempt to resist the wooden dragon's attack.
"Haha, even with your level, you still dare to challenge me. You are really overestimating your abilities!"
Zhao Lizheng laughed wildly, and his golden flame appeared in his hand again.
Zhao Lizheng clasped his hands together, and the golden flames gathered together, forming a huge flame phoenix in front of him.
Phoenix spit out a ball of blazing flames from its mouth and rushed towards those people.
Wherever the flame went, the ground was melted, and those cultivators in the late Nascent Soul stage were melted away and turned into nothingness.
"Haha, with this strength, you dare to be arrogant with me!"
Zhao Lizheng laughed out loud, his heart was full of joy, he never expected that in just a few days, the power of the wooden dragon would become so powerful, and his wood-type skills were still increasing in power.
Zhao Lizheng knew very well in his heart that his current strength was far better than before, and his attack even surpassed the peak masters of the Nascent Soul stage.
However, right now, he doesn't have much thought to enjoy it.
Because Zhao Lizheng knew that all of this was based on his being strong enough.
"Now you're the only one left. Where did you come from? How dare you actually invade this place!"
Zhao Lizheng looked at the last leader and spoke slowly, with a look of disdain in his eyes, staring at the monks with the same level of cultivation as him.
(End of this chapter)