The heavens, start from one person

Chapter 213

"I know that our attack just now was offset by the power of your soul, and our consciousness was also dispersed by you, so we can't do anything to you at all. However, don't forget, there are many people in our tribe. A powerful being, don’t be too arrogant."

Seeing that Zhao Lizheng's strength is so terrifying, the native strongman in this land of immortality couldn't help but feel a little jealous, so he threatened Zhao Lizheng, hoping that he could take into account the interests of the ethnic group.

"Hehe, am I arrogant?"

Zhao Lizheng smiled, and the smile looked very cold: "Am I arrogant? I don't think so, I just want to tell you that I am stronger than you, so you'd better not provoke me, otherwise, your clansmen will become my food."

Hearing Zhao Lizheng's words, the face of the strong native of this Immortal Relic Land became extremely ugly, and the next moment, he yelled loudly, with a strange rhythm coming out of his mouth.

"Oh? Are you calling for your tribe? Come on, come on, come two and I'll kill a pair, come one and I'll kill one!"

Golden light surged from Zhao Lizheng's body, and the intent of devouring blood appeared in his eyes.

"kill!"

Without further ado, others attacked Zhao Lizheng!
This time the attack was no longer as simple as before. They used their strongest move and wanted to kill Zhao Lizheng in one go to avoid future troubles.

"court death!"

Seeing this, Zhao Lizheng no longer kept his strength, and just punched him out.

boom! boom! boom!
Bursts of huge muffled sounds were heard, and this native tribesman and another tribesman from the Immortal Heritage Land were all pushed back a few steps by Zhao Lizheng.

"Die to me! Burial forever in the wood world!"

Countless roots rose from the ground, turned into sharp spears, and stabbed the two people in the Immortal Remains Land. At the same time, Zhao Lizheng also felt dozens of black shadows rushing towards them!

"roll!"

Zhao Lizheng punched a spear, smashing them into pieces.

"what!"

Seeing this, an indigenous cultivator from the Immortal Remains yelled, and instantly slashed at Zhao Lizheng with the long knife in his hand.

"Do you think I'm a fool?"

Zhao Lizheng sneered, and in a flash, he came to the native monk and punched him out.

Click!

The native cultivator in this fairy land was directly broken by Zhao Lizheng's punch, and flew upside down, spurting blood all the way.

The indigenous monks in this immortal land fell into a coma.

"How is this possible?"

"The strength of this human being is so strong?"

The rest of the native monks in the Immortal Remains couldn't help but panic when they saw this scene.

"kill!"

Zhao Lizheng sneered, and rushed towards the remaining seven or eight cultivators in the Immortal Relics.

The other seven or eight monks in the Immortal Relics Land were extremely frightened when they saw Zhao Lizheng being so powerful.

However, after all, they were from the Immortal Remains, and they had an advantage. Therefore, they soon stabilized their minds and attacked Zhao Lizheng.

"Boom boom boom!"

There were bursts of rumbling loud noises, and the cultivators of the Immortal Remains and Zhao Lizheng fought fiercely together. The surrounding mountains were also in a mess, and the rocks were smashed to pieces.

Boom boom boom!
There were bursts of loud noises, and the monks in the Immortal Remains and Zhao Lizheng fought fiercely together, fighting non-stop.

"Although my strength is strong, my realm is still a little lower. If I didn't rely on my physical strength, I'm afraid I would have been killed already."

Zhao Lizheng thought to himself.

His physical body was many times stronger than ordinary people, but he still didn't dare to resist the opponent's spiritual attack, otherwise, his physical body would definitely be destroyed by the opponent's spiritual power.

The longer Zhao Lizheng stays in this world, the more he can feel the powerful spiritual fluctuations in this world!
However, fighting against the natives of these immortal lands, his spirit power and resilience will become stronger and stronger!
Boom boom boom!
Whether it was Zhao Lizheng or the native monks from the Immortal Remains Land opposite, they were all attacking crazily. All kinds of supernatural powers emerged one after another, causing ripples in the surrounding void.

The golden brilliance on Zhao Lizheng's body became brighter and brighter, while the native monk in the land of immortal relics on the opposite side became more and more frightened.

"His strength is really too strong. If this continues, I'm afraid we will all perish here. I must immediately summon the clan members to surround and kill him!"

"That's right, we must hurry up and summon the clansmen! Otherwise, I'm afraid we will all perish here."

Each of these natives had ferocious murderous intent in their eyes. Their speed suddenly increased to the limit. Their bodies were like the wind, and they arrived in front of Zhao Lizheng in the blink of an eye.

"kill!"

The native leader shouted loudly, and all of them used their most powerful supernatural powers to attack Zhao Lizheng, while the other natives behind them all sacrificed their magic weapons to attack Zhao Lizheng in an attempt to severely injure Zhao Lizheng .

This time, their attack was much fiercer than before.

"Humph!"

Zhao Lizheng snorted coldly, took a step forward, and swung his arms suddenly. Immediately, wooden stakes flew out of his body. Each wooden stake was about ten feet long, facing the native monk opposite. Shot over.

On the wooden post, there is a trace of cyan electric light, which looks extremely destructive. Once hit, it will definitely not feel good.

puff puff!

The wooden stakes hit the native monks in an instant, tearing their clothes, and the skin on their bodies turned into coke.

Some indigenous monks even screamed and fell to the ground, rolling continuously.

Zhao Lizheng saw this scene, but there was no change in his expression. He continued to cast wooden stakes, and continued to attack those native monks, expanding their injuries.

"How could this guy be so powerful? With so many people joining forces, none of them are his opponents. This guy is really evil."

"Damn!"

"Let's not spend any more time with him, let's withdraw first!"

Seeing this scene, these cultivators in the Immortal Relic Land, who dared to fight Zhao Lizheng, all turned around and fled.

"Want to run away?"

Zhao Lizheng snorted coldly, took a step forward, and stretched out his big hand behind the aborigine cultivator who came directly to a land of immortality, grabbed his shoulder, and twisted it vigorously, only to hear a "crack", The entire arm of the native monk was wrung off by him.

Immediately, Zhao Lizheng kicked him in the waist again, and the indigenous monk was immediately kicked backwards and knocked down several big trees behind him.

Zhao Lizheng showed an incomparably terrifying smile. Darkness surged around him, and the divine power in his eyes fluctuated the entire surrounding space, making it impossible for them to escape.

"Don't leave, you all die here!"

(End of this chapter)