"Pang Xianjun?"
"They deny the owner of that spaceship."
"There is actually an immortal king in the flying boat?" Qin Shuang said in surprise.
"How come such a big interstellar spaceship doesn't have an immortal king walking around?" Pan Potian looked at Qin Shuang with the eyes of a country bumpkin.
"Swish swish..."
Countless monks flew over quickly and rushed into the interstellar spacecraft. Countless monks were flying towards the interstellar spacecraft like a torrent. Behind them, the huge resentful spirit was chasing them, and they slapped their thighs in the middle.
"Snapped!"
There was a loud sound of clapping, and dozens of monks were slapped into powder.
"Pa bang bang..."
With constant clapping, piles of monks were beaten into powder, and blood spurted in the void. The sound of clapping was like a resentful spirit applauding itself.
"Keng..."
There was a huge clang, and there seemed to be only one voice left between heaven and earth.
The knife screams!
A streak of sword light slashed towards the huge resentful spirit. The immortal king standing on the deck of the flying boat took action.
Heaven and earth resonate!
It was as if there was nothing else in the entire void, just that sword light.
The sword shines like a horse.
"Hiss..."
A gap appeared from the head to the east of the huge resentful spirit, and the figures of the chasing monks were stopped.
The monks on the deck cheered, and the monks who were fleeing in the void felt relieved.
But no…
The gap opened by Pi Lianye's sword was healed in an instant.
"Snapped!"
The two huge legs slapped in the air again, and dozens of monks were beaten into powder.
"How brave!"
The fairy's face became ugly, and she slowly raised the fairy sword in her leg. As she slowly raised the fairy sword, the fairy sword began to hum continuously, like a dragon roaring, and the sword body trembled, and a tremor came out. With a phantom, the sword turned into dozens of swords, and as the fairy sword in his leg was raised, the shadow of the sword was increasing. When the sword in his leg was raised high above his head, his head was already like a mountain of swords.
"drink!"
The Immortal Lord shouted loudly and slashed out with his sword.
"Boom..."
The entire mountain of swords rushed towards the huge resentful spirit in the distance. The resentful spirit clenched a fist the size of a small mountain and struck at the mountain of swords.
"Kengkengkengkeng..."
The mountain of knives suddenly decomposed and turned into thousands of long knives, crisscrossing and slashing at the resentful spirit. There was no sound of knives in the world.
Countless sword lights slashed through the huge body of the resentful spirit. When the sword light dissipated, the resentful spirit stood there blankly. The whole body was like a cracked porcelain, with no cracks all over the body.
"Click..."
There was a green crackling sound, and the huge resentful spirit was broken into pieces, scattered in the void, and then disappeared, leaving no trace.
"Huh..."
All the monks breathed a long sigh of relief and headed east towards the interstellar spaceship.
Qin Shuang looked at the fairy crystal with burning eyes.
"Is he waiting for the cultivators to behave like this!"
"No!" Pan Potian also said enviously.
"Senior Pang is mighty!" The four peak late-stage Nine Heavens Mysterious Immortals saluted Pang Xianjun and congratulated him.
"Senior Pang is mighty!" All the monks saluted Pang Xianjun and congratulated him.
"Boom..."
Suddenly, a huge fist hit Pang Xianjun on the head, directly knocking Pang Xianjun to the ground. Qin Shuang, who was standing far away, was shocked to find that the huge resentful spirit appeared in the interstellar spacecraft at some time and punched him. He smashed Pang Xianjun to the east.
"Boom..."
The huge resentful spirit lifted up and kicked it out. Countless monks, including the four Nine Heavens Mysterious Immortals, were kicked out. Among them, the monks with low cultivation level had their bodies smashed by the kick and died.
"Keng..."
A bright sword light rose from the deck and struck the nearby Wraith with a bang. Then the pile of swords exploded outside the Wraith's body. The huge body was torn apart and disappeared on the deck.
With a sound, Pang Xianjun jumped up from the deck, and his consciousness spread wildly to the surroundings. The huge coercion carried by his consciousness made other monks stiff, and Qin Shuang was no exception. His whole body felt It turned into wood and was extremely depressed.
But no, the huge pressure seemed to be of no use, and no trace of the resentful spirit was found.
"Is he dead?" Pang Xianjun's eyes showed a trace of relief.
But no, Qin Shuang felt that the resentful spirit was not dead.
In fact, after the resentful spirit was cut off by Pang Xianjun for the first time, when it reappeared, Qin Shuang's cultivation level could not tell whether the resentful spirit's strength had weakened, but she saw that the resentful spirit seemed to be smaller. After walking around for a while, it seemed that Pang Xianjun's attack on the resentful spirit was also effective. But it does not have a fatal effect. If you want to kill the resentful spirit, it will take a long time.
"The resentful spirit is really a strange creature!"
"Huh..."
After Pang Xianjun scanned it several times, he finally regained his consciousness. Everyone felt that the pressure on them was relieved and they breathed a long sigh of relief. Their eyes focused on Pang Xianjun, wanting to praise him a few words, but when they saw Pang Xianjun's embarrassed look, and even the blood oozing from the corners of his mouth, they opened their mouths one by one, not knowing what to say.
And at that moment, from outside the space behind Pang Xianjun, a fist suddenly stretched out, a fist like a mountain, and hit Pang Xianjun.
Pang Xianjun was prepared that time, and the moment the mountain-like fist hit him in the east, his figure disappeared from the spot.
"Boom..."
Then his fist hit the deck. Pang Xianjun suddenly turned his head and raised the sword in his leg, but the resentful spirit suddenly disappeared on the deck.
Pang Xianjun was angry. He also saw that the resentful spirit that appeared that time was smaller than before, so he prayed that he could find the resentful spirit and kill it sooner or later.
But no, even though the resentful spirit bears the word spirit, it is not a living being. It is mysterious and unpredictable and can hide in space at any time.
How to find it
After a while, all the monks were in danger.
It’s impossible not to be in danger!
Such a powerful resentful spirit is hiding in the interstellar spaceship. Who knows when he will appear and smash around
Pang Xianjun can take one punch without dying, but what about you
What about yourself
I punched eastward and couldn't even find any human form...
An atmosphere of fear spread on the deck.
Qin Shuang is also afraid! Although his body is in the middle stage of Nine Heavens Mysterious Immortal, Fu Juecuo cannot withstand the punch of the resentful spirit.
We must find that resentful spirit!
Qin Shuang's heart was electrified, and an idea came to him.
"Ahem..."
On the tense, fearful and silent deck, Qin Shuang's two coughs had an earth-shattering effect.
"Shua..."
Everyone's eyes are focused on Qin Shuang. If Qin Shuang's cultivation level is lower, he might be stared at by thousands of eyes full of energy. Pang Xianjun was filled with anger at this time, and his eyes were particularly sharp. Qin Shuang's face showed a sincere smile and said:
"If you can trust him, don't ask for anything and let him try."
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