Fighting the Martial Universe

"Then I want to give it a try!"

Wang Jing's eyes were sharp, and he rushed to Zhang Mofan again, his hands condensed the power of the dragon, and the two dragons were tangled together.

The purgatory guard who was lying in ambush saw this scene, his face changed greatly, and he wanted to take action, but was held back by his companions.

Because, shooting now is tantamount to violating the rules in the dungeon of purgatory.

Zhang Mofan abruptly took a palm, and he flew out directly, vomiting a few mouthfuls of blood.

The four purgatory guards waited until this moment, and immediately shot, fell in front of Zhang Mofan, and said: "King Realm, congratulations, you have added another survival value."

With that, one of the purgatory guards was about to take Zhang Mofan away.

However, Zhang Mofan said: "I am not seriously injured, you don't need to take me away."

The purgatory guards inspected and found that Zhang Mofan was indeed not seriously injured, and his aura was still very stable.

"What are you doing so nervously?"

Zhang Mofan looked at the four purgatory guards.

"Zhang Mofan, it seems that you know we won't let you die, so you deliberately use this method to test us?"

The guards felt like they had been played a bit, and their faces were angry.

However, they had no alternative, because Zhang Mofan was the prince of the Zhang Dynasty, and could only be beheaded and could not die in the dungeon.

"This King Realm does not believe that I am Crown Prince Zhang, and wants to kill me, so I naturally want to prove it to him."

Zhang Mofan smiled.

One of the guards opened the mouth and said, "King Realm, this person is the prince of the Zhang Dynasty. He was going to beheaded on the viewing platform, so you still give up the idea of ​​beheading him."

After speaking, they left directly.

Wang Jing said in surprise: "You really are the prince of the Zhang Dynasty, but why doesn't Qin Tian imprison you in a cell alone?"

"Because he was afraid of me running away."

Zhang Mofan said.

"What are you talking about? Afraid of you running away?"

Wang Jing's face was incredible.

This is a dungeon. It is very difficult even for the most saintly powerful to be imprisoned and want to escape. Zhang Mofan, even the prince of the Zhang Dynasty, has inherited all the talents of Zhang Tianxia. It is impossible to escape, right?

"Yes, you should know my strength now? Let's cooperate."

Zhang Mofan said.

"Cooperation? You are about to be beheaded. The Holy Spirit of Life is meaningless to you."

Wang Jing said.

"You think it is meaningless, then this cooperation will benefit you without any harm."

Zhang Mofan said: "You only need to tell me the location of the Holy Spirit Spring Water of Life."

Wang Jing thought for a while, Zhang Mofan was about to die anyway, even if he told Zhang Mofan the life holy spirit spring, that would be fine.

Since Qin Tian wanted to behead Zhang Mofan, it was impossible for Zhang Mofan to live.

"Yes, but both of us must make the oath of the Holy Path, neither of us will repent, and you can't tell a third person the location of the Holy Spirit Spring of Life."

Wang Jingdao.

Both parties agreed to immediately reach a cooperative relationship with the oath of the Holy Way.

"Your current strength is indeed not weak, but it is not so easy to capture the third-order martial artist of the Great Sage for me. Take this holy pill to practice, and strive to improve your strength. Seven days later, in the purgatory dungeon. There will be another cave mansion, and then, there must be many great sages to fight for it."

Wang Jing threw a sacred pill to Zhang Mofan and said, "This is your only chance. I will lie in wait for the opportunity."

Holy Dao Pill, for a powerful person like Wang Jing, basically does not have much effect. He is only one step away from breaking through to the sacred.

Even with his strength, such a great sage ninth-order powerhouse like Tian Shouyue, it is difficult to compare with it.

"How can I have the strength to compete for the Dongfu?"

Zhang Mofan asked strangely.

Shouldn't it be the battlefield of the eighth-order and the ninth-order of the Great Sage?

Any cave is a cave formed by a powerful ninth-ranked Great Sage. There are definitely a lot of resources inside, because the warriors who are imprisoned in the purgatory dungeon will generally only be turned over to the sacred treasure, many treasures, all They are all hidden in their own holy way.

"There is a rule in the dungeon of Purgatory that warriors above the seventh rank of the Great Sage are prohibited from entering the Dongfu. Therefore, only the warriors below the sixth level of the Great Sage can participate in the battle for the Dongfu."

Wang Jing said: "Furthermore, I need you to help me go to the cave to **** a holy artifact. If I can get that holy artifact, perhaps, no one in the entire Purgatory Dungeon will be my opponent."

Because the cave mansion that is about to appear is in this purgatory dungeon, a powerful ninth-order great saint who fell ten years ago, known as the Black Underworld King.

Back then, he was a strong man in the Black Underworld, and the Black Underworld and Black Cold Pool were opposite forces, so the King Realm had a lot of understanding of the Black Underworld Lord, and he had a very powerful ordinary holy weapon. Hei Ming water drum.

As long as he can get the Black Underwater Drum, the great sage he is staring at ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ may not be able to escape.

The holy weapon, that is the magic weapon that the most holy strong can activate. Of course, the ninth-order martial artist of the great sage can also exert its power as long as they have enough holy energy.

"Snatching the sacred weapon? I don't even have that strength."

Zhang Mofan shook his head. With his current strength, facing the fourth-order martial artist of the Great Sage, he could barely defeat him. However, the fifth-order of the Great Sage, the sixth-order of the Great Sage, he was not an opponent at all.

Of course, he also said this deliberately, but he had Zhuwangzhen Yan Pagoda, the true King's Sacred Artifact. If he was forced to move, no one could stop him.

Wang Jing took out a jade slip and handed it to Zhang Mofan, saying: "This is a sacred martial art that I used to **** from the purgatory dungeon. I don't have time to practice it yet, so you can study it carefully. He Shenwu, after seven days, I will try to cultivate him and improve my strength. How about a reward for helping me grab the holy artifact?"

Zhang Mofan's face was slightly surprised, and he took the jade slip from Wang Jing, with "Three Yuan Guiyi" engraved on it, and said: "In seven days, can you cultivate a sacred martial arts school?"

Although he may not be unable to do it with his talent, when Wang Jing said this, it was an understatement, as if it were very simple.

"Try it yourself and you'll know."

Wang Jing smiled, but there was a sinister expression on his face. This sacred martial arts school, he had observed it before, because it was too weak and too weak, and it had no effect, he did not practice, it was a waste of it. Practice time.

Although he has many skills and does not press his body, he does not want to practice a **** sacred martial arts.

Moreover, what he really fancy is not Zhang Mofan's strength, but Zhang Mofan's identity. Since Zhang Mofan is the prince of the Zhang Dynasty, he is not dangerous at all, and he has a huge advantage in fighting for the cave.