Chapter 118 Thousands of Miles of Pursuit

In this ice field, there is a vast expanse of whiteness between heaven and earth. Although this is an underground world, it is an independent space and self-contained. The cold wind is roaring, wrapped in silver, with a trace of dreamy color.

The storm in the divine city is temporarily over. The black tower cuts through the space, and no one knows where it has gone. However, the major factions in Kyushu did not give up their pursuit of the Black Tower. Send someone to stay here.

Zhuge was not clear. He stammered and talked out of the death zone. Along the way, he couldn't help but find that there were practitioners from major factions here, and even saw some practitioners from the monster clan.

"Damn, it's that boy, you finally showed your head!!" At this time, a monk of the Shuntian League found Zhuge Fuliang and immediately shouted.

At the beginning of the divine city, Zhuge Buleung had a grudge with the major factions, especially the Shuntian League, and there were no less than dozens of practitioners who died tragically under Zhuge Buleang's bricks. Zhuge Fuliang can be said to have formed a relationship with Shuntian League.

"I see where your boy is going this time!" Several practitioners of the Shuntian League gathered around.

Zhuge Buriang frowned, and the black brick appeared in his hand at the same time.

"Why haven't these grandchildren left yet? They really don't give up!" He was speechless and said, "Brother Pig, do you need our help?"

Zhuge Bu Liang shook his head and said, "Forget it, I'll solve my own affairs by myself. I haven't paid attention to these little guys yet."

"You..." Several practitioners of the Shuntian League were angry at that time and shouted, "You are a little monk, how dare you talk big and don't pay attention to our Shuntian League!"

Zhuge Buliang sneered and looked at the black brick in his hand and said, "Don't talk nonsense. Aren't you going to fight?"

"Little Sanxiu, so arrogant!" Several practitioners of the Shuntian League shouted angrily.

"Kill him!" A monk of the Shuntian League stood up. This is a middle-aged man with five layers of cultivation in the dazzling period, with a ferocious smile on his face and a grin like a urine basin.

The man shouted, and the surging Zhenyuan fluctuated turbulently. He sacrificed a simple yin and yang mirror. In the yin and yang mirror, the black and white atmosphere swept away. A pair of yin and yang Pisces flew out of the mirror and hit Zhuge Fuliang with the sound of wind and thunder.

"Humph!"

Zhuge Buteng laughed and took a step forward. His fists were crystal clear. He punched the yin and yang Pisces. The air suddenly twisted, and the whole space seemed to collapse.

"Boom!"

The yin and yang Pisces suddenly collapsed, and Zhuge Buliang dragons and tigers approached. The middle-aged man's face was on one side, and the yin and yang mirror in his hand instantly enlarged. This time, a Taiji picture flew out of the yin and yang mirror. Taiji was divided into yin and yang, and the black and white two qi rotated, like a whirlpool, devouring everything,

"Roar!"

There was a sound of dragon chanting in Zhuge Bligong's body, as if there was a real dragon lingering around his body. He did not use the black brick in his hand. He completely competed with his flesh fist. He wanted to see how strong his body was.

Taijitu devoured and swallowed Zhuge Fuliang's fist. The two qi of yin and yang spread up, as if he wanted to swallow Zhuge Fuliang's whole body.

The middle-aged man of Shuntian League smiled proudly at the corners of his mouth.

At this moment, Zhuge Bulding's fist shook, and the Taiji map was instantly broken and turned into a cloud of smoke.

"What!" The middle-aged man's color changed. He hit the yin and yang mirror, and the yin and yang mirror was infinitely enlarged, just like the size of a house to cover Zhuge.

"If there is a little refinement, this is definitely a grade magic weapon." The words not far away sighed.

In the yin and yang mirror, the black and white rippled, falling like a drill, like a nine-day waterfall pouring.

"Fal!"

Zhuge Fuliang used the bricks at this moment, and the black bricks were raised to disperse the endless black and white atmosphere. He rose in the air and patted the bricks on the yin and yang mirror.

"Cangling!"

The yin and yang mirror was almost shaken away. Zhuge unbright took several times in a row, and the yin and yang mirror was dim. It flew out and broke into countless pieces in mid-air.

The middle-aged man's face turned white. He turned his palms over, and there were two magic weapons again. It was a small purple-gold gourd and a red ruler, with a faint fire on it.

Zhuge Buliang strode forward, surrounded by the spirit of the real dragon, and the bricks in his hand patted them mercilessly.

"Bum!"

"Bum!"

Two magic weapons turned into fragments under the bricks, and the middle-aged man finally spit out a mouthful of blood and staggered back.

Zhuge Buliang came up, and the bricks were patted head-on. The black bricks are simple and speechless, but they give people a secluded feeling. When the bricks fell, the middle-aged man's head was immediately smashed, and the red flesh and white brain were mixed.

"Ss~~~"

The remaining practitioners of the Shuntian League took a deep breath.

Zhuge Buliang stepped forward and said coldly, "I will kill whoever comes today!"

The battle here also shocked the practitioners in the distance. Many people have gathered around. These are all practitioners of major factions. They have broken into the divine city together, and naturally recognize Zhuge Fuliang at a glance.

"It's the boy with this ghost mask. He ran out."

"I thought he had left here, but I didn't expect to sneak out."

"He really doesn't know whether to live or die. Isn't he afraid to become the public enemy of the major factions?"

"I heard that the black brick in his hand is a great magic weapon."

There was a lot of discussion around, and Zhuge Buliang strode forward, but at this time, two figures fell from the sky, and one of them turned out to be the chief of the Shuntian League, Cao Gou. The other is a gray-haired old man.

Zhuge Bulang's heart was shocked and he couldn't scream. There is no doubt that Cao Gou is a person in the Jindan period. And the old man is extraordinary. Although his hair is gray, his face is radiant, giving people a sense of illusory. He is definitely a master of the infancy.

"Why are there any masters here in Shuntian League?" There was also a burst of surprise in the distance.

"Well, you're finally out!" Cao Gou sneered, and there was a grim look in his eyes.

It's broken. It's troublesome. Zhuge Fuliang began to play drums in his heart. Jindan period + two masters of Yuanying period = a disaster.

"You killed so many disciples of my Shuntian League. If I don't kill you today, won't my Shuntian League become the laughingstock of the immortal world?" Cao Gou looked arrogant and looked down at Zhuge.

This dog is really not a thing, Zhuge Fuliang thought to himself.

"Jiuyou Wu Jin Tie! That boy, what you hold in your hand is Jiuyou black gold iron!!" At this time, the Yuanying old man standing beside him shouted, with a hot look in his eyes, staring at the black bricks in Zhuge Fuliang's hand.

"Ep Elder Yang, what is Jiuyou Wujin Tie?" Cao Gou looked at the old man.

The old man known as Elder Yang said: "Jiuyou black gold iron is a legendary refinery material. As early as the ancient immortal world, Jiuyou black gold iron was very rare. I remember that it is recorded in the ancient immortal world tens of thousands of years ago, a thumb-sized piece of Jiuyou black gold iron triggered a bloody battle, and now Unexpectedly, there is such a big piece of Jiuyou black gold iron.

As soon as he said this, everyone looked hotly at the black brick in Zhuge Fuliang's hand. Zhuge Buteng was also surprised. Although he did not know the specific information of Jiuyou Wujin Tie, Shuntian League has always been famous for its alchemy, and Elder Yang will not make a mistake.

Everyone looked at the black brick, and the greed in their eyes was clear. After all, this is the legendary refinery material, and everyone will be crazy about it.

"That boy, hand over the Jiuyou black gold iron in your hand, and I can let you go." Elder Yang took a step forward, and a strong pressure came.

Zhuge Bu Liang frowned and subconsciously clenched the black brick in his hand.

Cao Gou scolded coldly, "Don't be ignorant of praise. If I want to kill you, it's like crushing a bedbug. As long as you hand over the Jiuyou black gold iron and respectfully admit your mistake to our Shuntian League, I can let you go. I won't blame the past."