Beiyin Great Sage

Just a few days ago, after continuously devouring the gas of gold and iron for refining, Tiangang Hegemony finally broke through the sixth and seventh levels.

At this time, Zhou Jia could compete with the seventh-rank silver simply by relying on physical strength.

Even more than that!

punch out,

Has the power to push mountains.

"Peng!"

The fist and the nine-ring tin rod collided, and a dazzling aura erupted at the contact point, the ground trembled, and a long and narrow crack appeared.

The two figures retreated violently at the same time.

"How could it be?" Old Freak Weng's complexion changed drastically, his hands trembling:

"This is impossible!"

Zhou Jia also looked cold, shaking one hand to get rid of the cold air on it, squinting at the nine-ringed tin stick in the palm of the other party:

"Pseudo-artifact?"

"No!"

"Probably not yet."

If it is a false artifact, even if the Tiangang hegemony has broken through to the seventh level, he will inevitably be injured, it is by no means so easy.

It can only be said that it has been integrated with divinity, but it has not completely become a false artifact.

"What a tough body." Old Monster Weng's complexion changed:

"No wonder you dare to be so arrogant, no wonder you have been buying the Qi of gold and iron. The gas of gold and iron is probably related to your weird physical body."

"but……"

"Go to hell!"

Nine Vatican Staff!

There are many shadows on the stick, and immeasurable cold air gushes out from it, and under the control of the Zen mind, it turns into the power of a frozen world, quietly covering all directions.

"Ding ding ding dong..."

The nine rings collided, it was obviously a Sanskrit chanting, but it had the power of soul-struggling.

Facing the 'Zhou Yi' who showed his strength, Old Monster Weng didn't dare to hold back and went all out, even ignoring the people around him.

"it is good!"

Zhou Jia's eyes lit up:

"I want to see, how many punches can you carry Zhou?"

He possesses the nature of Tianyin, and life-threatening Sanskrit sounds have no effect on him. Although the chill from the divine nature of ice is strong, it is obvious that Old Monster Weng's practice is not the same.

The combination of the two is not perfect.

of course.

Today's Zhou Jia does not intend to take the path of breaking the law by ingenuity, but...

Violence!

The seventh level Tiangang Dominant Body only allows him to have a strength comparable to that of a seventh-level silver, and violence can double this strength.

"boom!"

Terrifying power emerged from the bone marrow, internal organs, and limbs, and white smoke came out.

Gigantic!

"what!"

Zhou Jia roared up to the sky, his body swelled suddenly, and in an instant he turned into a giant with a height of more than [-] feet, which could cover the mountains with his hands raised.

Tiangang Domineering!

Countless fist shadows descended from the sky, and the air collapsed with a punch, and the countless fist shadows that followed were even more oppressive.

"boom!"

"Rumble..."

"Peng!"

The terrifying power kept shaking in the land of a hundred miles, icebergs collapsed one after another, and the strange beasts hidden among them were shaken into minced meat.

The earth shattered!

The cold is rushing!

One hundred punches, Old Monster Weng encouraged and supported.

With [-] punches, the nine-ringed tin rod of the ultimate black weapon infused with divinity in his hand shattered on the spot.

Three hundred punches...

Old Freak Weng's face was full of despair, and he roared with grief and anger:

"No!"

"Peng!"

The fist edge smashed down, and the huge force directly blasted away many defenses, and landed firmly on his body, layers of Sanskrit sounds and aura burst out.

After a quarter of an hour.

The deafening roar gradually dissipated.

Tianhe's beautiful eyes are shining.

Li He's eyes were terrified, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses, watching Zhou Jia, who had returned to his normal shape, slowly walk out of the cold air.

"Pack up your things."

"...Yes." Li He was stunned, then nodded again and again, and rushed into the arena to pick up the scattered things.

After a while.

The three appeared on a nearby mountaintop.

Zhou Jia held the sun-shooting bow, narrowed his eyes slightly, and slowly pulled the bowstring.

Listen to the wind!

Watch the sky!

The third level of the holy spirit bow!

The scene thousands of miles away floated up clearly, as if within reach.

Chapter 096

"Brother Liu."

With a smile on his face, Qian Xiang bowed his hands to Xiao Liu, the gatekeeper. Even though the other party was just a black iron, he was still very polite:

"I haven't seen you for a while, how have you been?"

"Director Qian." Xiao Liu hastily replied, and said in a low voice:

"I have to worry about it, the elder is waiting inside, please be careful."

"Understood." Qian Xiang understood it and asked casually:

"Little Brother Liu, do you know what the elder called me over this time?"

"This..." Xiao Liu showed hesitation. In theory, he should not tell the other party such things, but thinking of the benefits he had received, he whispered:

"Someone sued the supervisor that you maliciously oppressed certain stores and conspired against the law. Although it is not a big deal, it is better to be careful."

"Oh!" Qian Xiang raised his eyebrows, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes, and nodded:

"I see."

Pushing open the door and entering, Han Hu, the elder of the Ghost Control Sect, is sitting and drinking tea by himself.

"Elder Han!" Qian Xiang showed enthusiasm, took out a pot of spiritual tea with a smile and walked up to him, and graciously refilled the tea for the other party:

"This is the spiritual tea that I entrusted someone to specially refine. It is concocted with the meaning of the extreme cold in the world. The exchange of cold and heat, and the alternation of yin and yang can be described as unique."

"You try it?"

"Don't do this!" Han Hu rolled his eyes and said angrily:

"It's reasonable for you to cause me less trouble in the future. Do you know how much energy I need to waste every year because of you?"

"Isn't it because you think the younger generation is filial, elder?" Qian Xiang knew that the matter was not serious after hearing this, and immediately said with a smile:

"The junior knows that he is not good enough, but fortunately the elders have blessed him, otherwise how would he be today?"

"I heard that little brother Han Quan is already at the second level of silver. It just so happens that I have a batch of high-level silver animal meat, which can help him practice."

"Humph!"

Han Hu snorted softly, took the tea, and assumed that the matter was over:

"What's going on this time? People in business pay attention to making money with kindness, and generally they can bear it as much as they can. It must be unbearable to come to the door."

"My senior brother wants a position, and you also know that he is working for Senior Yang, so you have to give him some face." Qian Xiang didn't hide anything, and sighed:

"The younger generation has no other choice but to make such a bad move."

"Your brother?" Han Hu frowned:

"The one surnamed Hong?"

"Exactly." Qian Xiang nodded:

"Unexpectedly, the elder still remembers him."

"That's all." Han Hu shook his head:

"Since it's Daoist Yang's attention, you can do it if you can, but remember that it's not a last resort, and don't do things absolutely."

"otherwise……"

"Many people have encountered accidents in recent years!"

He is quite attentive to Qian Xiang, not only because he brought it up with one hand, but also because Qian Xiang never hides things from him.

Even greedy.

It is also greedy on the bright side!

"Yes, yes." Qian Xiang nodded again and again:

"The younger generation understands, but after doing things for so many years, it can be regarded as some experience. As long as you are careful, you will be fine if you ask yourself."

"Oh!" Han Hu became curious:

"You are confident, but what do you rely on?"

"That's not true." Qian Xiang waved his hand:

"The junior just keep in mind the elder's teachings. If a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall, remember this, and nothing will happen."

"In these years, have the elders ever seen the younger generation come out of the sphere of influence of the Ghost Controlling Sect?"

"Hehe..." Han Hu laughed when he heard the words, and pointed at Qian Xiang again and again:

"You guys are cunning."

"That said, I remember it. Every time there is a mission abroad, you will do everything possible to avoid it, and you will not hesitate to spend a lot of money on it."

"No wonder it's been fine!"

Qian Xiang grinned.

His cultivation is not weak, he is already a sixth-level silver, but he is not good at fighting with others, and his cultivation is mostly based on resources and age.

But even so, no one dared to underestimate it.

In addition, he acts cautiously, never provokes the existence that cannot be provoked, and is not in danger, so he has been safe and sound for many years.