Wang Baole had felt similar fluctuations many times. He was extremely sure of his judgment. In addition, the terrifying fluctuations from his palms and the strong crisis that arose in his mind made him very sure!

Even if the aura emitted from this palm is not as good as a true spiritual immortal, it is a false immortal realm that transcends the Great Perfection of the Gods!!

It can be imagined that the identity of this young man is a bit not simple. After all, the protection of the spiritual immortal is actually a strong spiritual immortal, leaving a clone on others. This clone is different depending on the strength of the divine consciousness left behind, from the early stage of the God-Transparent to the Great Perfection of the God-Transparent, and the palm condensed in the body of this young man is stronger than the Great Perfection of the God-Transparent. It can be said that this is a real attack of the Spirit Immortal!

With such a level of protection, even the strong spiritual immortals cannot be divided into much.

But at this moment, Wang Baole could no longer consider the other party's identity. Facing the attack of this spiritual immortal or a fake immortal, under the strong sense of crisis, Wang Baole's eyes contracted and his body quickly retreated. He even waved his hand to take out a large number of magic weapons and threw them in front of him without hesitation to self-destruct to resist.

The sound of boom burst out one after another, and the blocking force formed was like an impact, heading straight for the red palm condensed from the young man's body. However, the power contained in this palm was too strong. Although the magic weapon self-destructed, it had no effect on it. It was ignored by it in an instant, rushed out directly like a destruction, pressing it towards Wang Baole as if it was never dead!

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But now he is just a clone. Even though this is shaping the Original Method, it is still not as strong as it is. At this moment, he can't dodge, and Wang Baole's body fogs again after gritting his teeth.

As the roar was heard, the fog he turned into was directly touched by the red palm. The muffled sound echoed, like a strong wind swept across. Most of the fog turned into a broken and disintegrated, it was forced to be unable to maintain it. It had to condense together. After it turned into a figure, Wang Baole's body trembled violently. He felt that the origin method seemed to be shaken a little, and it was almost impossible to maintain it.

But... the crisis has not ended. Although the red palm has been weakened a lot, from its root, there is a large amount of red mist on the young man's body at this moment, which has formed again and turned into a second palm!!

"Is this guy the son of the Spirit Immortal?" Wang Baole's eyes contracted, but the next moment, he noticed a wave of anger coming from the starry sky in the distance. As he was approaching madly, Wang Baole's expression changed completely.

"The real body is here too?!" Wang Baole's breathing was rapid. If the other party's real body did not come, he still had time to slowly offset the power of the other party's two palms, but now it is urgent, he has no time at all.

"Damn it!!" Wang Baole was upset. Seeing his two palms blasting back and forth, the speed and momentum were so fast that the starry sky around him were distorted, and his eyes showed madness.

"There is only one way!" Wang Baole gritted his teeth, pinched his finger and parked it not far away. Because the storage bag was full, the warship could not be stored in it.

If you want to resist in a short time, you must self-destruct a powerful object. Compared with imperial armor and other precious objects, although the warship is reluctant to leave, it is the most suitable choice. The focus of self-destruction seems to be to resist the palm of the Spirit Immortal, but in fact... the target is the young man who has the ability to master the gods!

Wang Baole bet that the protection power of the Spirit Immortal will go to rescue!

"Explode!!" Wang Baole yelled, letting the warship he had worked hard for a long time to explode bit by bit.

In an instant, Wang Baole's warship burst out with a light of destruction, especially the light of materials inside, which collapsed and exploded under the light of destruction, forming a huge impact, and directly collided towards the palm of the spiritual immortal coming from front and back.

The loud noise was surging, and the terrifying power formed even affected the battleships of the Shengtao Gate and collapsed at this moment. At the same time, within the range blocked by the Nether Fire, there were seven or eight biological battleships of the Molong Legion. They could not dodge and were affected.

It would be fine if the warships were just self-destructed. Although the power was great, it had a certain limit. But now the fluctuations formed by the palm of the Spirit Immortal and the self-destructed warships, not only tore up all warships in an instant, but even the surrounding Nether Fire Blockade was instantly collapsed.

The two spiritual immortal palms were indeed as Wang Baole judged, and they tried their best to protect the young man who was enlightened in the scroll, which allowed Wang Baole to buy time!

As he retreated, his face was pale and hesitated at all. He turned around and rushed straight to the starry sky in the distance. As for De Kunzi and others, they had long disappeared. It was obviously Wang Baole's previous attack that made him panic and flee hurriedly.

"Molong Legion!!" Wang Baole's speed exploded in full swing, and he felt angry in his heart as he galloped. From the beginning, the Molong Legion was extremely domineering, asking for all resources, and forcing people to force their own warships. If they agree, they will be frustrated, and if they don't agree, they will be troublesome.

"At worst, I won't play with this broken place!" Wang Baole's eyes showed cruelty. At this moment, as he moved forward quickly, a loud roar like thunder suddenly came from the place where he had fought before him as if he had arrived.

Without looking back, Wang Baole knew that it must be the spiritual immortal who had arrived. In fact, it was true. At this moment, in the place where Wang Baole had fought, a crack was directly torn open in the starry sky. A middle-aged female cultivator in Taoist robe walked out of the crack with a blue face.

The moment she appeared, she arrived in front of the young man who was protected by her two clones. She raised her right hand and waved her. The unconscious young man trembled and opened his eyes. While she was awake, her body's injuries were instantly healed.

"Master!!" After seeing the middle-aged female cultivator in front of him, the young man was immediately excited. The person in front of him was not only his master, but also the commander of the Molong Legion!

So after quickly explaining the situation, the middle-aged female cultivator looked up at the direction where Wang Baole left, with a strong murderous intent in her eyes.

"If my teacher knows, he will be tortured after he will take his cramps and bones, and then take his soul into your female slave, and let you trample on it!" These extremely vicious words were said from the middle-aged female cultivator, without any awkwardness. Obviously, this matter is often done, and the young man was not surprised, but his eyes were shining.

"Let's go, I will take you to catch people!" said the middle-aged female cultivator, rolling her sleeves up, rolling up her disciples, and taking a step forward in the starry sky. She locked in the traces of Wang Baole, and suddenly chased after her!

According to the principle, it is not difficult for the spiritual immortal to pursue the spiritual god, especially when locking it, but in fact... this spiritual immortal is not a real spiritual immortal, and that spiritual god is not an ordinary spiritual god!

The two are one with a half-step spiritual immortal and the other are super magical, so in terms of speed, it is inevitable that they will be caught up in an instant. Although the middle-aged female cultivator is fast and can escape, Wang Baole can also move, and after the body is atomized, the speed is even more amazing.

So soon, their pursuit in this public area of ​​the divine civilization attracted the attention of various sects, especially the powerful legion of the Palm Heaven-Xing Immortal Sect and the Kuntai Wanhe Sect, who learned about this matter at the first time and set their eyes on the pursuit.

"I heard that a new master of Shengtao Sect has extraordinary combat power and actually killed a team of the Molong Legion!!"

"It's interesting. If you can do this, the new master of the Shengtao Sect is not simple. No wonder you dare to provoke the Molong Legion of Zijin New Dao!"

This incident spread rapidly, and the pursuit was still going on. Three times, Wang Baole was almost caught up by the middle-aged female cultivator, but with his means and speed, he barely opened the distance, which made the middle-aged female cultivator's murderous intent become stronger in the pursuit. In the end, she was already extremely angry. It was because of this long-term pursuit that attracted attention that made her feel humiliated.

"Want to escape back to the territory of the Palm Heavenly Exercise Immortal Sect?" The commander of the Molong Legion, who had already noticed Wang Baole's thoughts, saw Wang Baole move away again, and his eyes showed a vicious intention.
Chapter completed!