Chronicles of Celestial Origins

In front of Duanjishanfang Market, a ray of light fell, and a thin man with piercing eyes appeared. It was Wang Zhongxuan.

With a wave of his hand, the talisman disappeared into the light curtain. After a while, the light curtain melted into a gap. Wang Zhongxuan's figure flashed into the inner room and went straight to a majestic and majestic palace in the northwest corner.

"Fellow Daoist Wang, stop here and let me go and report." A man guarding in front of the hall said.

"I'm sorry to trouble you, fellow Taoist." Wang Zhongxuan bowed his head.

The man entered the hall and came back after a while and said, "Master Wu, please come in."

Wang Zhongxuan entered the inner room and saluted the man with the body of a tiger and the waist of a wolf in the main seat: "Junior, I pay my respects to Senior Wu."

Wu Zixing said: "Fellow Daoist Wang, please take a seat. I have sent someone to invite Manager Xu, who is in charge of finance. He will be here shortly."

Wang Zhongxuan took his seat as instructed: "Thank you, senior."

Around tea time, a man with a square face and big ears walked in and saluted Wu Zixing at the head of the table: "Master Wu."

"You can take the spiritual stones that the Wang family has stored in our chamber of commerce!"

The man surnamed Xu turned his left hand, took out a storage bag and a piece of paper and handed it to Wang Zhongxuan: "According to the request of fellow Taoist, we have withdrawn 200,000 spiritual stones from our account. This is the voucher. Please tell me. Friends take a look.”

Wang Zhongxuan took the storage bag and inspected it with his spiritual consciousness. Twenty high-grade spiritual stones were neatly arranged. He nodded, signed and stamped the article, and handed it back to the man.

The man said: "According to the regulations of the Chamber of Commerce, we have automatically deducted the transportation cost of five thousand spirit stones from the Taoist friends' accounts."

"I'm sorry to disturb you all, let's take my leave." Wang Zhongxuan stood up and left the palace, directly left Fangshi, and turned into a light.

Less than a quarter of an hour later, Wang Zhongxuan frowned when he saw a ray of light chasing after him. He had already noticed that someone was following him. He thought it was a passing monk, but now it seemed that he was coming specifically for him.

He changed his direction and headed toward the northeast, with the light behind him still chasing after him.

Seeing the two people getting closer and closer, Wang Zhongxuan turned around and shouted: "Who is my fellow Taoist? Why are you chasing me so closely?"

Tang Ning turned her hand, and the magic wand rose in the wind, bursting with light, and struck down in the air.

Wang Zhongxuan snorted coldly, and took out a green three-foot-long knife in his hand, which grew to a size of forty or fifty feet, and faced the magic wand.

The swords and sticks struck each other, the light intertwined, and the light of the magic wand shrank suddenly.

This green long sword is a top-grade spiritual weapon, but the magic wand is not a top-grade spiritual weapon. With Wang Zhongxuan's cultivation in the late stage of foundation building, he activated it with all his strength. In such a head-on confrontation, the magic wand was naturally no match.

The swords and sticks struck each other frequently, and the magic wand shook continuously.

Seeing this, Tang Ning patted the spirit beast bag, and a white shadow flashed out. The small white snake swelled up in the wind and turned into a size of more than ten feet.

When Wang Zhongxuan saw the little white snake, his pupils suddenly shrank, he looked at Tang Ning and blurted out: "It's you."

After saying this, he made a move with his hand, and the long green knife shot back, and his whole body turned into a ray of light and fled towards the back.

Tang Ning knew that Little White Snake must have exposed his identity. When Little White Snake advanced to the next level, two disciples of the Wang family passed by and witnessed Little White Snake's advancement. In addition, the Little White Snake had been fighting against the Demon Sect in recent years. Prestige.

When Wang Zhongxuan saw the little white snake, he could naturally deduce his identity. Tang Ning no longer hid her clumsiness, her whole body was filled with golden light, and she chased after Wang Zhongxuan.

The two of them chased and fled, but could not travel more than a few miles. The little white snake finally got a little faster and caught up with Wang Zhongxuan in a blink of an eye, sweeping its long tail towards him.

Wang Zhongxuan used his long sword to meet each other. When the two struck each other, there was a sound of metal and stone colliding. The green long sword struck the scales of the little white snake, sparking a string of tiny sparks.

The long tail of the little white snake swept across, and its body collided with the green knife. The rumbling sound was heard continuously. The long green knife swayed slightly as the two struck each other frequently.

At that time, Tang Ning caught up and hit him in the air with his magic wand. His whole body shone with golden light and he punched out with both fists.

The blue long sword was attacked from three sides, its light shrank suddenly and it shook violently.

Seeing this, Wang Zhongxuan's complexion changed slightly, and he formed seals with his hands. The light surged behind him, and a huge phantom of a roc appeared.

Wang Zhongxuan spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the phantom gradually turned into reality. The golden light between his eyebrows flashed. Wang Zhongxuan's whole body was like a paper figure, being sucked into the body by the golden light between his eyebrows.

After the roc bird inhaled Wang Zhongxuan, his figure completely turned into reality. However, he suddenly opened his eyes and stared at Tang Ning with sharp eyes like knives.

Dapeng's wings trembled, and his body that was dozens of feet in size flashed forward. In the blink of an eye, he was in Tangning's figure. A pair of sharp claws that were several feet in size gleamed coldly in the sunlight, like sharp swords, and grabbed him.

Golden brilliance surged from Tangning's body, and her whole body shone with golden light, like a heavenly soldier descending to earth. She punched out her fists and faced Dapeng's claws.

There was only a bang bang sound, like steel hitting a bronze bell. In an instant, Tang Ning punched dozens of times and struck with Dapeng's claws.

His arms couldn't help but tremble, and Dapeng let out a long and sharp roar, sending billowing sound waves straight towards his Niwan Palace. Tangning's eyes condensed, a light flashed between her brows, and her consciousness turned into a sword, and she moved forward without hesitation, defeating the billowing sound waves in an instant.

The brilliance reached Dapeng's forehead, and inside him, a tall and thin man sat upright, it was Wang Zhongxuan.

The brilliance was like a sword that went straight into Dapeng's forehead and struck towards the figure sitting cross-legged.

Wang Zhongxuan suddenly opened his eyes, opened his mouth wide, and billowing spiritual energy spurted out from his mouth.

The spiritual power is like ripples spreading in the water, rippling up and down in circles.

The sword formed by Tang Ning's consciousness had not been in contact with the rippling sound waves for long. The sword broke inch by inch, and the sound waves shattered like a collapsing high platform.

She never thought that Wang Zhongxuan was also proficient in spiritual attack methods, and Tang Ning's spiritual consciousness was so powerful that she couldn't defeat him.

After using the sword that was transformed by her consciousness, Tang Ning's sea of ​​consciousness fell into chaos, and she stood still on the spot.

The golden light flashed between the brows of the big roc, and Wang Zhongxuan emerged from it, only to see that his face was extremely pale, with blood stains on the corners of his mouth. Behind him, the big roc gradually turned from solid to imaginary and dissipated into the air.

At this time, the long green knife fell to the ground under the attack of the little white snake.

Wang Zhongxuan formed a seal with his hands, and in an instant, the sky became dark and the earth darkened, and a huge black disk was formed.

More than ten feet thick black chains shot out from the disc and wrapped around the little white snake's body, binding it in the blink of an eye.

Dozens of thick black chains wrapped around the little white snake's body, tightening its body tighter and tighter. The chains were densely covered with black runes, flowing like ants, and moved towards the little white snake.

Wang Zhongxuan flipped his left hand, took out a black mace, swelled in the wind, turned into a size of twenty or thirty feet, and struck down at Tang Ning.

With a loud bang, the mace hit Tang Ning's head, like hitting a piece of steel. The sound of metal and stone was heard. Under this heavy blow, Tang Ning's whole body fell to the ground like a cannonball.

Wang Zhongxuan was shocked when he saw this. Although his mace was not as good as the blue long knife, it was a top-grade spiritual weapon. Now that he was hit on the head, he was unharmed. One can imagine the toughness of his body.

It's a pity that I can't use the Dapeng Bolong Technique now, otherwise I can merge with Dapeng and tear it into pieces with the help of Dapeng's physical strength.

On the other side, all the black runes on the dozens of iron chains have been transferred to the little white snake. Those runes are densely packed all over the little white snake's body like nails, nailing it in place and unable to move.

The little white snake opened its mouth and spewed out a cloud of gray gas, covering its body. After a while, there was a clicking sound, dozens of black chains broke, and the little white snake jumped out of the gray mist.

Wang Zhongxuan's complexion changed drastically, he protected himself with the mace and fled backwards.

The huge body of the little white snake was wrapped around the mace, and it opened its huge mouth, revealing its ferocious fangs. Two slender fangs bit the mace, and black threads could be seen spreading from the two fangs of the little white snake. Go out and head towards the mace cage.

In the blink of an eye, the mace was covered with dense black silk threads, like a brand.

The mace lost all its light and fell straight down from the sky. Wang Zhongxuan's face was ashen. He felt that the lines full of black threads completely sealed the spiritual power of the mace, and no matter how he instilled spiritual power, it had no effect. Completely lose contact with it.

The moment the mace fell, the gray mist around the little white snake spurted out, covering its entire body.

Wang Zhongxuan's liver and gallbladder were split, and he turned pale in horror. He pulled out a white jade bottle to protect himself, and fled forward madly. There was darkness all around him, and he couldn't see his fingers. There was gray mist everywhere, which even his consciousness could not penetrate. He could no longer distinguish it. Clearing the southeast and northwest, I just flew forward, hoping to fly out of the end of this dim world.

After a while, there was only a clicking sound, the white jade bottle shattered, and gray mist poured into his body, absorbing all the flesh and blood from his body in an instant, leaving only a white skeleton, which fell from the sky.

The gray mist surged, as if chewing flesh and blood. The little white snake opened its mouth again and inhaled, and the gray mist poured into its body.

After an unknown amount of time, Tang Ning regained consciousness and saw Wang Zhongxuan's body falling down.

He was stunned, stood up from the light, came to the side of the little white snake, and took Wang Zhongxuan's clothes into the storage bag on his waist with one move.

The little white snakes were wagging their heads and tails around him, as if asking for credit.

Tang Ning stroked its head, made a seal with his hand, and burned all the clothes and bones on Wang Zhongxuan's body. Seeing the green long knife and mace falling to the ground not far away, he flashed and fell down.

The green long sword had been broken into several pieces, and he sighed in his heart, it was a pity that he had lost a top-quality spiritual weapon.

The mace was already covered with dense black threads. Tangning was about to pick it up when she moved her hand, but her spiritual power was like a stone sinking into the sea, unable to frighten it up.

He was slightly startled and picked up the mace. As soon as his hand touched it, it fell apart and scattered on the ground.