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Chapter 460 Defense of the Divine Cauldron

Then the fist was clenched again, but this time, a layer of cyan light erupted from his fist, and suddenly transformed into a huge fist in the air, and rushed straight at Zhao Sen.

The tyrannical aura changed the color of the world even more.

Countless auras set off a gust of wind in the air.

The clothes and hair on Zhao Sen's body were blown wildly by the wind, but his eyes were fixed on the giant blue fist not far away.

This move far surpassed the punch just now, this is the real power of cheats.

Jin Tianhua looked at each other coldly. In his opinion, Zhao Sen's ability to block that punch was completely accidental. This punch would definitely destroy Zhao Sen.

"Dragon Destroyer!"

Zhao Sen took out a handful of intermediate rejuvenation pills and swallowed them, and then a golden light erupted from the moon blade, and a golden dragon swooped down from the sky and hit the huge fist.

Boom boom boom!

The deafening explosion sounded in everyone's ears, and even some weak disciples didn't dare to listen at all, so they could only use Yuanli to plug their ears, for fear of being injured.

Zhao Sen's face remained unchanged.

Just watching the explosion colliding in the air indifferently.

The sound of the explosion was still going on, and the golden light and blue light in the sky were constantly flickering and colliding. The scene was extremely spectacular, much more beautiful than the fireworks in the modern world.

Jinlong and Fist just stalemate for a moment.

Roar!

Then the golden dragon let out a scream, and its body was blown away by the huge cyan fist, turning into a sky-filled elemental force and scattered all around.

Only the fist continued to rush towards Zhao Sen unabated.

"metropolitan!"

"Zhao Sen!"

Chen Yali, Bai Lao and others in the Lingzong exclaimed in surprise.

Although they were not within the range of the fist, they could still clearly feel the power above the fist, which was definitely not something they could resist. Even if they were scraped to the side by the fist, they would probably be seriously injured.

Zhao Sen's eyes flickered, and his two fingers once again outlined the talisman in the air.

A series of jerky and incomprehensible runes appeared, and with Zhao Sen's palm, the huge golden palm print appeared again, meeting the fist.

The two collided, and palms and fists exploded in the air.

The strength of both sides also collapsed in the explosion, but before Zhao Sen could breathe a sigh of relief, Jin Tianhua's figure had already approached Zhao Sen's position, and punched him again.

"break!"

Zhao Sen didn't dare to be careless, he backed up quickly, and at the same time took out a lot of talismans from his arms, flung them out, and hit Jin Tianhua's fist.

It's a pity that Nascent Soul Jiuzhong has absolute suppression.

So much so that Zhao Sen's talisman couldn't resist at all, and it exploded in the air quickly.

But at this time, the distance between Jin Tianhua and Zhao Sen was getting closer and closer.

Only less than ten meters away.

For a monk in the Nascent Soul stage, this distance would not even take a single breath.

Zhao Sen could even see the chill erupting in Jin Tianhua's eyes, without any hesitation, a light flickered in his palm, and then formed a phantom outside his body.

Boom!

The melodious sound of copper bells resounded throughout the valley.

Just like that ancient clock, when it was struck by someone in the lonely hour of the night, the sound waves swept around at an extremely fast speed, even Jin Tianhua was shocked by this force and took several steps back.

Not to mention the ordinary monks below, they retreated one after another, with horror in their eyes.

Those with weak cultivation directly opened their mouths to spit out blood, and their breath was sluggish.

Gu Daozi was very sensitive to this sound, but when he saw it, he almost didn't spit out a mouthful of old blood again, because what Zhao Sen used was his Divine Spirit Cauldron.

"God damn Zhao Sen!"

Zhao Sen didn't think so much here.

He had no choice but to think of the Divine Spirit Cauldron. Since this is a magic weapon nourished by Gu Daozi, it must not be weak in defense. It should not be difficult to fight against the Nine Layers of Nascent Soul.

The same is true.

Zhao Sen's body flew upside down and hit the mountain wall heavily.

On that smooth mountain wall, a deep crater was forcibly knocked out, but fortunately, most of the power was absorbed by the Divine Spirit Cauldron, and what he endured was only a small part.

Rao is so, the power of this part.

It also made him extremely uncomfortable, and a stream of blood gushed out of his throat and slid down the corner of his mouth.

"Divine Spirit Cauldron?"

When Jin Tianhua saw the floating tripod above Zhao Sen's head, his complexion changed a lot, and his fists felt a little painful from the shock.

Obviously he knew it was Gu Daozi's magic weapon.

"Elder Gu, why is your magic weapon in his hands?"

Faced with Jin Tianhua's questioning, Gu Daozi wanted to find a hole in the ground and go in, it was too embarrassing.

"Master Gu, yes, he stole my magic weapon!"

"what!"

Gu Daozi almost jumped out, his eyes were red.

The Great Elder who killed his disciple and seriously injured himself even snatched the magic weapon.

This is too annoying.

Zhao Sen's body fell from the mountain wall, and he quickly took out the pills and took them. As for what kind of pills they were, Zhao Sen had completely ignored them and stuffed them into his mouth.

Anyway, whether it is healing or restoring energy, he needs it now.

"Damn it, I'll kill you first, and then I'll get back the magic weapon of our Spiritual Heart Valley!" Jin Tianhua shot again, and his figure drew a long rainbow in the air, as fast as an aurora.

However, Zhao Sen was not in a hurry, he just stood there to recover his energy, and he didn't care about Jin Tianhua's figure rushing towards him.

But when Jin Tianhua was less than 30 meters away from Zhao Sen, suddenly, an inexplicable force burst out from under his feet, and then the same force appeared all around.

It enveloped Jin Tianhua's whole body.

"Is this a formation?"

Jin Tianhua's complexion changed a lot.

The monks around opened their mouths in surprise.

Zhao Sen actually arranged a special formation in the situation just now?

Jin Tianhua's fist landed on the periphery of the formation, but it could only create a ripple on the formation, and he couldn't forcefully break out of the formation at all.

"Ok?"

Although Jin Tianhua was surprised, he knew that he couldn't give Zhao Sen too much time to recover, otherwise it would be more difficult. Another point is that if he fights for a long time, he will also lose face.

The breath of the whole body turned wildly, and the blue light above the fist flourished.

Blast out around the formation.

The formation was turbulent, but it was just shaking, showing no sign of collapsing at all.

Jin Tianhua was also stunned watching this scene.

The formation that Zhao Sen arranged hastily was so powerful that he couldn't break it even with his own strength of the Ninth Layer of Nascent Soul.

The same goes for the people around you.

Zhao Sen took the opportunity to recover his strength and injuries. This Jin Tianhua was much stronger than Gu Daozi and the others. If he hadn't possessed many means, he might never be able to resist a move.