Chapter 170: A hundred-year-old rival (Part 1)

"Kill!" Xu Changqing had only had the opportunity for now for a moment, and used the Golden Spirit Art with all his strength, rushed out with both fists and hit the scholar in the chest and abdomen, making the scholar flew backwards.

Seeing that the scholar was about to be beaten out of the circle by Xu Changqing's punch, the scholar's body suddenly turned into a phantom and disappeared in front of Xu Changqing in an instant.

"Invisibility?" Xu Changqing showed a little surprise on his face. He looked around regardless of wiping the blood on the corner of his mouth, shook his head with a little confusion expression, and said to himself: "It cannot be an invisibility technique! Even if his cultivation is higher than mine, it is impossible to use such a spell silently in front of me."

Just when Xu Changqing was shocked and confused, the scholar suddenly appeared behind him out of thin air, gathered all his strength in his sleeves, transformed into a dragon, and hit him in the back, while also blocking all his retreat.

Xu Changqing didn't know how the scholar appeared behind him at all. He only realized it when the scholar attacked him. Although he knew that if he took the attack behind him, he would definitely be knocked out of a circle, but he also knew that it would be impossible to avoid him now.

As a last resort, Xu Changqing took out the Maitreya robe from the universe in his sleeve, made a magic trick, spread it out, protected him, wrapped the scholar's entire body of his skill, and used the Taiqing Yuangang method to release all the power on the Maitreya robe.

With a "bang", even if it is as strong as the Maitreya cassock, it cannot fully bear this force. In the blink of an eye, it turns into pieces. A violent force that has lost control attacks Xu Changqing and the scholar at the same time. Xu Changqing has already used Taiqing Yuangang freely, and has collected all the remaining power hitting his body into his hands. At the same time, it forms a white lotus seal, mixed with the power of the Water Spirit Art, and turns it into a ninth-grade white lotus, and hits the scholar.

The scholar did not expect that Xu Changqing would be so extravagant that he used a spiritual weapon to crack his moves. He was not bad for a while and was backfired by the residual power. At the same time, the subsequent White Lotus Buddha power made him retreat continuously and retreat more than ten steps before stopping.

"The moves you used just now are not the methods of the Nine-Rule Idols," the scholar frowned slightly after standing still, and said, "That cassock seems to be the Maitreya robes of the Maitreya Sect of the White Lotus Sect, and the magic tricks used are also the Taiqing Yuangang of the Maitreya Sect and the White Lotus Sect's White Lotus Sect! When did the Nine-Rule Idols' lineage also start using the moves of their mortal enemy, the White Lotus Sect?"

"No matter what moves and techniques are, no matter what sect they come from, as long as they are useful to me, I will use them." Xu Changqing did not feel ashamed at all, looked at the scholar with a sneer, then pointed at the scholar's feet and said, "And now it seems that I'm using it right, you have lost!"

The scholar looked surprised and couldn't help but look down at his feet. He saw that his feet were not circled. At this time, he was fooled. Just as he was about to raise his head, he saw Xu Changqing rushing in front of him, and a storm-like attack made him retreat more than ten steps.

Just when the scholar was about to exit the circle, his body disappeared strangely again. However, this time Xu Changqing saw it clearly. His slightly opened divine eyes captured all the details of the scholar's disappearance. The scholar did not use any spells, but this was more strange than any spell. At that moment, his body turned into a strange force and was sucked in by the formation on the ground in the room.

Just when Xu Changqing was confused, the scholar showed his figure not far from Xu Changqing. This time, through his perception of the surrounding power, Xu Changqing grasped his figure at the moment when the scholar showed his figure. He turned around and looked at the scholar, frowned and said, "What are you? The spell you just used is definitely not a method of escape! And it appears silently. In my opinion, living people will definitely not be able to do it."

"Xu Changqing, you're right! He's not a living person at all!" At this moment, the voice of the Ten Transformed Demon Lord came from the entrance of the room. A figure rushed into the room and was heavily thrown to the ground. Then he saw the Ten Transformed Demon Lord staggering in with hair disheveled and scars on his body. At this time, the old wound on his chest broke again, and the blood stained the broken clothes red, his face was a little pale, no longer as elegant and elegant as before. His hands were holding the head of a white-haired zombie, and the demonic energy around him condensed into his body, and turned into a ghost purgatory wheel behind his head, which looked very terrifying.

Xu Changqing felt a chill in his heart that the Ten-transformed Demon Lord could pass the underground palace formation in front so quickly, and his mood gradually became gloomy. Although he was conceited that if his magic and magic weapons were not restricted, he could have forced his way through the Zhouzhuang underground palace with his current skills, but by relying solely on his physical strength, let alone the formation of the Sixty-Jiazi Divine Generals in the Third Underground Palace, even the Fire Sea Hell in the Second Underground Palace is probably a problem.

Although Xu Changqing was surprised by the strength of the Ten-Change Demon Lord, he was not panicked and still maintained a sense of confidence in his heart. Because he now clearly felt through the Shi Family God's Strike in the Nine-Rank Avenue that he clearly felt that the old wound on the Ten-Change Demon Lord's chest was attached to the extremely strong true power of the gods. This true power of the gods was even stronger than the true power of the gods gathered when he used the second-grade gods. The cultivation level of the Ten-Change Demon Lord's cultivation could not be dispelled. It was precisely because of the undispelled true power of the gods that the old wound on the Ten-Change Demon Lord's chest could not be easily healed, thus more or less weakening his strength.

After hearing the Ten-transformed Demon Lord call out his name, Xu Changqing was not surprised and said with a calm expression: "It seems that the Demon Lord has known my identity from the very beginning. I am very strange, how did you know that I am in Zhoujiazhai?"
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