The three-color * mixed with the power of thunder, the power of the blazing sun, and the power of the cold moon struck Gong Zhengwu with a violent momentum.
A flash of surprise flashed in Wei Jing's eyes, and he was slightly shuddering in his heart. He thought to himself: "Is it true that Chu Jun can really practice three kinds of skills as the palace master said? Within three months, he created more than ten golden elixir masters. No wonder the palace master values him so much!"
Seeing the terrifyingly powerful light gun blast, Gong Zhengwu finally realized how powerful Chu Jun was, but he was not afraid. He was prepared this time and quickly shot out a yellow light. The yellow light grew long in the wind, and instantly turned into a golden shield in front of him.
Boom!
The explosive gun exploded on the shield, and the strong wind exploded in all directions.
Grand Supreme Nalan, Ouyang Suixu, and Wei Jing hurriedly took action at the same time. The three powerful spiritual powers formed a solid barrier around them, blocking the terrifying energy generated by the explosion, so that no one around them was harmed.
"Diamond Bamboo is another fifth-grade magic weapon. It seems that Gong Zhengwu is well prepared this time!" Wei An said in a low voice.
Diamond Bamboo is a fifth-grade material, also known as nine-section bamboo. It grows one section every hundred years. When it reaches the ninth section, the bamboo body will turn pure golden yellow. It is extremely hard and cannot be damaged by swords. Only by using some A special method can be used to cut it off. Gong Zhengwu's golden shield was made from diamond bamboo that had grown for nearly a thousand years. It was a fifth-grade mid-level magic weapon with extremely powerful defense.
Du Wuying's eyebrows furrowed slightly, as if he was thinking about something, and he didn't even watch the fight!
when! when! when!
Chu Jun used his desperate drift to launch a round of gusting attacks, but they were all blocked by the diamond bamboo shield. It felt a bit like a tiger biting a tortoise.
Gong Zhengwu laughed proudly and said: "Chu Jun, with your strength, you can't break through the defense of my young Vajra Bamboo, so you'd better bow your head and admit defeat!" As he said this, the emerald sword flew to kill Chu Jun in a leisurely manner.
The two of them went back and forth for several cups of tea, but Chu Jun still couldn't break through Gong Zhengwu's shield, and the latter was not in a hurry to attack, obviously wanting to exhaust Chu Jun's spiritual energy and wait for work.
Ning Zhongtian, Shangguan Yu and others couldn't help but be secretly anxious. The auspicious time originally scheduled for the ceremony was coming soon. Since the sect master still couldn't defeat Gong Zhengwu, the auspicious time would have passed. Zhao Yu and Yu Zhenzi, who had just arrived, were nervously watching the fight. Xiao Xiao's eyes were widened and he clenched his two little fists nervously.
"Hehe, it seems that the Tianhuang Sect's grand ceremony no longer needs to be held!"
"I think so!"
The onlookers were whispering to each other and discussing in low voices. Most of them were not optimistic about Chu Jun. After all, Gong Zhengwu had a fifth-grade intermediate diamond bamboo shield, which was absolutely indestructible with Chu Jun's cultivation. Then Gong Zhengwu had already Invincible.
Chu Jun looked up to the east and found that the sun had already risen above the halfway point of the mountain gate archway. There were still about three cups of tea left, which was the auspicious time for the opening ceremony. Gong Zhengwu seemed to have read Chu Jun's thoughts and said proudly: "Chu Jun, Master Yiben, there is no need to hold the opening ceremony of your sect!"
Chu Jun raised his eyebrows and sneered: "Not necessarily!"
"You can't do anything to me, but I can slowly grind you to death!" Gong Zhengwu said happily.
"Then thank you for reminding me!"
Buzz!
The Thunder Dragon Sword flew into the sky with a clear dragon roar, forming a sword array with the sword as the center. Countless Thunder Gang sword shadows slashed towards Gong Zhengwu like raindrops. It was the unique skill of the Five Thunder Zhengtian Jue's foundation-building stage, the Crazy Thunder Blade. It seems powerful, but its power is not as powerful as the explosive gun.
"Haha, Chu Jun, you are at your wits end!" Gong Zhengwu laughed arrogantly, the diamond bamboo shield expanded to block his head, and the Lei Gang sword shadow poured on it, causing no harm at all.
A sneer appeared on Chu Jun's face. Gong Zhengwu suddenly felt something was wrong, but he saw Chu Jun pat the feeding ring around his waist, and a large number of insects suddenly flew out of it.
Buzz! More than a thousand insects flapped their wings rapidly, waving their sharp fangs and pounced on Gong Zhengwu!
"It's a gold-eating insect!" someone screamed.
These more than a thousand gold-eating insects were recently cultivated by Wu Yanshou. They were given to Chu Jun a few days ago to train on the insects. Unexpectedly, they would come in handy at this time. When Gong Zhengwu saw a large number of gold-eating insects coming towards him, his expression changed slightly, but he did not panic. He sneered, "Chu Jun, a few gold-eating insects can't do anything to me!" The fifth-grade jade sword in his hand suddenly flicked. Swinging, the sharp sword energy instantly chopped dozens of gold-eating insects into pieces.
Those gold-eating bugs still pounced on him without fear of death and attacked from all directions. It was impossible for Gong Zhengwu's shield to protect his whole body, let alone the crazy lightning blade above his head. General Gong Zheng's emerald sword danced so tightly that gold-eating insects would be chopped into pieces as soon as they touched the sword, and insect corpses fell like raindrops.
"Haha, Chu Jun, you gold-eating insects are not enough!"
"Really? Then I'll give you some more ingredients!"
Zhi! A sharply rotating flywheel came out of Chu Jun's sleeve and hit Gong Zhengwu's chest. The sharp wheel blade flashed with a sharp cold light.
"The Ten Directions Flywheel of the Old Demon Hunyuan!" Grand Supreme Nalan was slightly moved, but at the same time it was a bit weird. The Old Demon Hunyuan was an old man in the middle stage of Yuanying, but he actually died in the hands of this kid, and all the magic weapons on his body were taken away by others. , is really ridiculous.
when!
Gong Zhengwu used all his strength to knock the Shifang Flywheel away with his sword. The flywheel made a turn and then came back full circle.
When Gong Zhengwu was tired of dealing with it, a gold-eating insect took the opportunity to bite Gong Zhengwu's back. Blood immediately flowed out and he screamed in pain.
"Young Master!" Gong Zhengwu's six maids wanted to pounce on them, but just as they were about to move, they were stopped by Da Bang Chui and Fan Jian with several disciples of the Tianhuang Sect. Da Bang Chui's fierce mung bean eyes glared and hissed. Releasing murderous intent, these six maids were really not very good at cultivation. They were so frightened that they didn't dare to move another step.
At this time, Gong Zhengwu in the field was bitten by the gold-eating bug again, and he couldn't help but became furious: "Damn bug, die!"
Gong Zhengwu's left hand flashed with black light and a small drum appeared!
Boom! A low drum beat sounded, and the gold-eating bugs suddenly fell one after another as if they were drunk. They fell to the ground in an instant. Chu Jun himself felt as if he was struck by lightning, and the divine sea felt a stinging pain. .
The expressions of Prince Nalan and Ouyang Suixu changed rapidly, and Wei Jing's expression became even more ugly. Du Wu's eyes flashed and he almost stood up, gritting his teeth and staring at the black drum in Gong Zhengwu's hand.
This sixth-grade low-level magic weapon, the tiger rhinoceros soul-shaking drum Du Wu is very familiar with, and now it is in the hands of Gong Zhengwu. It is obvious that Gong Zhengwu came to cause trouble this time under his instructions. That's it! I see!
Du Wu picked up the wine glass with a gloomy face and drank it all in one gulp. Now that Gong Zhengwu had taken out the Tiger and Rhinoceros soul-shaking drum, Chu Jun had no hope of winning, and even his life was in danger. Wei Jing lowered his head and frowned, not daring to look at Du Wu's face. His heart was shaking because he had obviously seen the origin of this magic weapon.
Boom! There was another dull drum sound, and Chu Jun was suddenly shocked. The divine sea was stinging fiercely. The crazy thunder and lightning blade could no longer be maintained for an instant. The thunder dragon sword flew back with a buzzing sound, and the Shifang Flywheel also lost control. Ding Dong It fell to the ground with a sound.
"metropolitan!"
"Chu Jun!"
"Owner!"
Zhao Yu, Li Xiangjun and others all exclaimed!
Chu Jun's face was pale and he was a little unsteady on his feet. The first drum sound just now was aimed at the gold-eating insects, so it didn't cause much harm to him, but the second drum sound was aimed at him and shook his mind. Desire.
The sixth-grade magic weapon is already extremely abnormal, and the spiritual attack magic weapon among the sixth-grade magic weapon is even more powerful and abnormal, and there is no way to defend it. If Chu Jun's spiritual consciousness is not much stronger than the average golden elixir master, at this moment the sea of gods Already broken.
At this time, Gong Zhengwu had put away the Diamond Bamboo Shield and the Flying Sword. With his cultivation level, it was already extremely difficult to control a sixth-grade magic weapon. He still had the ability to control two more fifth-grade magic weapons.
Gong Zhengwu held the snare drum with his left hand and pressed his right hand on the drum surface. He looked a little tired. Mental attack magic weapons consume mental energy. With the strength of his spiritual consciousness, he could only activate the Tiger Rhino Soul Soul Drum three times at most. However, Three times he has been able to knock down any master at the Golden Core stage.
"Chu Jun, does it feel good? As long as I knock it one more time, your consciousness will explode completely, and you will give in now. I don't want your life!" Gong Zhengwu said calmly, completely losing his previous domineering attitude. , eyes sharp and shrewd.
Chu Jun held the Thunder Dragon Sword in his right hand, with the tip of the sword touching the ground. Although he looked shaky, his waist was still straight.
"I don't know how to praise!" Gong Zhengwu sneered and slapped the drum head without hesitation. Although he knew that doing so would offend the woman, he was not afraid. The Gong family had already made a choice when they decided to send him to cause trouble. Although a woman is powerful, she is still a girl. She can't beat the Gong family's embrace of the big tree.
Boom! The drums sounded, Chu Jun spat out a mouthful of blood, his legs went weak and he fell down!
Gong Zhengwu typed the last note, and his mental energy was almost drained. Without even looking at Chu Jun, he turned around and walked towards Wei Jing to ask for the Chaos Swallowing Sky Diagram.
"Master, be careful!" Gong Zhengwu was lowering his head and rubbing his eyebrows. Suddenly he heard the maid's reminder. He couldn't help but screamed that something was wrong and subconsciously turned around to look.
Bang! As soon as Gong Zhengwu turned around, he received a slap and immediately flew away. Before he could put it away, the sixth-grade lower-level magic weapon Tiger Rhino Soul Soul Drum also fell to the ground.
Peng! Gong Zhengwu fell heavily to the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood!
Chu Jun wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, picked up the soul-shaking drum and beat it under the horrified eyes of everyone. Gong Zhengwu suddenly screamed and fainted.
Chu Jun suddenly turned around and saw that the sun had just reached the center of the top of the mountain gate. The three characters "Tianhuang Sect" were illuminated by the sunlight, making them glow with purple energy and auspiciousness soaring into the sky.
"The auspicious time has come, open the mountain gate!" Chu Jun shouted, his voice long and distant!
Peng! The magic circle that had been preset for a long time was activated with Chu Jun's order. Instantly, thousands of golden lights were cast, and the phantom of a mountain gate hundreds of feet high was projected into the sea of clouds!
Tianhuang Zongli!