Moreover, there is only a vanguard force in the Qianyuan world in front of us. There must be many other capable people and strangers in the Qianyuan world. How can these combined forces prevent such troubles? Wuting, Wukong, and Pingshan also looked surprised when they heard this.
"There are so many Mahayana and Tribulation Stage monks who can't do anything about the troubles they say. What is so powerful?" Wu Kong muttered.
“You’ll know if you ask.” Lu Xiaotian’s projection clone smiled upon hearing the words. Under normal circumstances, he would naturally not do anything. After all, it is just a projection clone. Once the power is exhausted, it will disappear. , but in this spiritual world, the totem power provided by the Sheishi clan is naturally different.
It is no small matter to be able to build such a passage. Some kind of exotic treasure must have been used. A mere Qianyuan world actually has so many secrets. The projection clone's eyes are full of interest. Especially treasures that can help the other party build this space channel. Since it can lead to the Qianyuan Realm, it can naturally lead to other interfaces.
Thinking of this, the projection distraction makes my head jump. If this is really the case, I wonder if it will help the Sheshi tribe go to the fairy world. If it can play some role, its significance will be very important. But then I thought about it and felt that it was unrealistic. If that were the case, the monks in the Qianyuan Realm would probably find a way to go to the Immortal Realm. Why bother to spend so much effort to come to the Spiritual Realm.
Even so, it is unusual.
No matter what, I still have to visit the Qianyuan Realm.
For this level of enemy projection clones, naturally there is no need to use too many tricks.
"Shall we go there?"
"You don't have to wait for them to come over." The projection clone shook its head.
Wu Ting nodded a few times. In addition to their excellent qualifications and hard work, they were able to cultivate to this point without the long-term guidance of the projection clone. After the projection clone said this, they understood what it meant. , each released their aura at the moment, and the auras of the three Mahayana realm experts were released, condensing like mountains and extremely thick.
Soon the group of people led by Qian Jie noticed something unusual.
"I didn't expect to meet a strong man in this world so soon. Let's go over and meet the others for a while." The leader of the white-bearded old man laughed. There are only three Mahayana monks, and it is not enough to fill the gap between their teeth. .
A dozen figures descended from the sky, but in addition to the expected three people, there was a young man standing in front with an indifferent expression. It seemed that he should be the highest-ranking among these people. And it's more than a star and a half higher. This can be seen from the positions of several people and the expressions of Wuting. The world of immortality has always been determined by strength. What can the other party do? Such a powerful Mahayana monk is so obedient?
Except for the white-bearded old man, everyone else also looked interested.
"I wonder how you call these fellow Taoists?" the white-bearded old man said with a smile.
"No matter what he calls him, we are here to occupy territory, not to travel around and make friends. We act like a master, I will defeat him first." A man covered in black The bald man said happily.
"If you dare to provoke the saint, you will die!" Upon hearing this, the three people in Wuting suddenly looked stern, with solemn expressions on their faces.
"Saint? After all, you are also Mahayana monks, and you have become someone else's lackey. It's really embarrassing!"
The bald man stepped forward with a black aura surging around him. Black crystals were floating around, "Don't say that we have more people and bully others than we have, you Come out and let me see what the monks in this interface are like!" "You can come up to any one." Lu Xiaotian's projection clone smiled. The Sheshi tribe just looked a little less agile than the ordinary races, but they looked more dull. In terms of cultivation, he has a kind of perseverance and persistence that is as wise as foolish.
Furthermore, due to his years of training in the Red Moon Desert, the Yeshi clan is top-notch in terms of their skills and vision, and their strength is naturally not something that ordinary monks of the same level can compete with.
"Come, old servant." Wu Ting stepped forward.
The bald middle-aged man was about to laugh at Wu Ting's lack of ambition for calling himself an old servant, but he felt that he was surrounded by an amazing aura. Wu Ting's body did not look very strong. Condensed like a mountain, surrounded by a terrifying force of gravity, both the fog around him and the black crystals showed signs of losing control.
Not only the bald middle-aged man, but also the white-bearded old man and others also changed their expressions.
Just one Wu Ting in front of him was extremely powerful, and the others were not easy to mess with, especially the young man at the head who had no reputation at all. How could he allow such a powerful Mahayana monk to serve his master? These guys from the Qianyuan world are simply incomprehensible.
Buzz! A yellow halo behind Wuting suddenly condensed into a mountain giant with a height of more than a hundred feet. The giant reached out and grabbed the sky with one step. In the distance, a giant peak thousands of feet high rose from the ground with violent tremors and headed towards it. Flying from hand.
The mountain giant waved his hand, and a lot of gravel fell from the surface of the giant peak. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a giant hammer. He held it in his hand and swung the hammer down. The momentum of this hammer caused Mountains, rivers, and the ground are shaking with layers of groups. The mountains shook and the earth cracked.
Boom! The violent explosion sounded loudly. Although the bald middle-aged man used black spar as his armor and used the Dragon Elephant Golden Sword, under this hammer, he felt that the surrounding terrain was crushing towards his body.
The black crystal armor on its body exploded under the heavy pressure, and the dragon-elephant golden sword was also bent. The golden light dispersed for a while, and the Dragon Elephant Golden Sword, which was usually almost indestructible to it, now looked overwhelmed, and the long sword let out a whine.
boom! There was another loud noise, and the bald middle-aged body was directly pressed down by the giant hammer and nailed into the ground. The power of the giant hammer continued to press the bald middle-aged man downwards.
"Everyone, come together." The white-bearded old man looked gloomy. The strength of the Mahayana monks in this interface is somewhat beyond expectations, but no matter how strong they are, there is a limit. At worst, two or three of them can deal with one, and there will be more adults behind. Groups of Fusion Realm monks.
Another group of ten Mahayana monks can arrive within half an hour. Since they can't defeat them alone, they will be killed if they join forces and use a crowd.
Following the white-bearded old man’s order, the other Mahayana and Tribulation Stage monks stopped being polite and each offered his own magic weapon. Suddenly there was a surge of spiritual light in the void, no less than a dozen of them. The magic weapon shot towards Wu Kong, Pingshan, and Lu Xiaotian's projection clone at the same time.
But what soon made them unbelievable was that these magic weapons stopped flying in mid-air. No matter how hard they made an inch forward, they could not retreat.
"This, how is this possible!" Someone at the scene exclaimed.