Chapter 718: Sanctification? And innate abilities

Author: The sound of writing

Chapter 718: Sanctification? And innate abilities

"This is……"

Seeing the man holding a black and white whisk standing in front of him, Wugensheng's heart could not help but sink.

This is really the Tongtian Cult Master, my dear, the waves from behind in the Yangtze River are really pushing the waves ahead, slapping old guys like me on the beach.

Can Xia Liuqing do this?

Obviously not...

He immediately activated the second-level divine form when he came up, and even invited such a high-ranking god to come down...

However, on his face, Wu Gensheng was still very calm. He touched his chin and said carefully: "This is achieved through the ancestral skills of your Wang family, combined with the twenty-two Ju Ling dispatched generals, and those horse immortals in the Northeast.

Isn’t it a miraculous fusion of the art of inviting immortals and the godhead masks of the elites?”

"You are really amazing!"

"It's nothing. Isn't that how the Eight Magic Skills came about..."

Wang Bing's divine presence only relied on the power of the gods, but did not allow his willpower to descend on himself. To a certain extent, he retained the autonomy of his own consciousness. "Didn't those thirty-five people also have the help of your divine spirit?"

Have you just realized the Eight Wonders? I just walked your path all over again!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Hearing what Wang Bing said, Wu Gensheng suddenly laughed and said: "It seems that there are people in this era who can understand our original painstaking efforts..."

"Your painstaking efforts?"

Wang Bing looked at Wu Gensheng indifferently and said, "I'm sorry, I'm not interested at all in your idea of ​​seeking the path to sanctification..."

Wang Bing pointed at Tu Jufang, Ding Zhangan, Lu Jin, and Zhang Zhiwei, and said: "Have you seen these people? These people are not heroes. Facing them, what do you think a foreigner of my age has to win?

?”

"so……"

Being choked by Wang Bing, the rootless smile suddenly froze on his face, and he said with some disbelief: "Did you create this magical skill just to defeat them? To become a saint? Why not become a saint!"

"Please, Wugensheng, did you burn out your brain in Tongtian Valley?"

Wang Bing said coldly: "If it wasn't to gain the power to fight these perverts, why should I follow the path of a wizard? Why should I waste so much effort to collect the essence of the five elements? Why should I get the gods from Zhang Chulan?

Will the spirit re-take the route you have taken?"

"As for sanctification..."

"I always seize the day!"

boom!

The colorful feather belt behind Wang Bing fluttered instantly, and a muffled sound came from the soles of their feet at the same time. The two afterimages rushed forward quickly and collided together.

Bang!!

This time the sound was louder, and a huge impact was caused directly from the center. In the impact, a colorful halo like an aurora and white flames were emitted.

Wang Bing and Wu Gensheng maintained their charging postures, their whisks colliding with their fists in the air. In the center, the white energy of the gods and the five essences of Wang Bing in the sky form kept colliding and radiating outwards.

The surrounding earth, which was already broken, was trembling even more violently under this aura.

effective!

Your own divine spirit is effective!

Wu Gensheng noticed that after Wang Bing's energy was dispelled by the gods, a glimmer of light suddenly flashed in his eyes.

It seems that what I thought was correct. To put it bluntly, Wang Bing's move is still a "skill". No matter how terrifying it is, the essence of the "skill" remains unchanged, so his rootless god spirit will take effect!

As if aware of Wang Bing's intention, Wu Gensheng sneered and said: "Kid, I suggest you don't use the gods. They are my things. Use my things against me. Aren't you afraid of playing with fire and burning yourself!"

After hearing what Wu Gensheng said, Wang Bing suddenly came to his senses.

yes!

Divine spirits are innate supernatural powers without roots. No one knows what will happen to their own divine spirits when they encounter a rootless divine spirit. What if...Wang Bing means just in case, what if his own divine spirits

If Wugensheng absorbs it and uses it for his own purposes, wouldn't he suffer a loss?

Thinking of this, Wang Bing suddenly remembered something in his mind. He couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth, looked at Wu Gensheng and said coldly: "Indeed, the divine spirit is your innate magical power after all, but...it seems like no one has innate magical powers.

Same!"

Rumble...

Suddenly, a ball of billowing black energy emerged from Wang Bing's body, and a small ball that looked like a slime appeared on his shoulder.

"Feel my innate power, Wugensheng!"

As he spoke, the dark energy instantly gathered on the fly whisk in Wang Bing's hand, and poured in a steady stream toward Wu Gensheng.

In an instant, the flow of the surrounding space became chaotic.

"This is……"

After feeling Wang Bing's innate ability, Wu Gensheng was a little surprised. He never expected that Wang Bing was actually an innate ability, and his innate ability seemed to be...

assimilation!

Assimilating other people's Qi into your own is completely different from decomposing other people's magic.

One of the essences of the two is plundering, and the other is decomposition.

Cuckoo!

Sure enough, with the blessing of Wang Bing's large number of innate powers, Wu Gensheng could feel that he had actually lost control of part of the god's spirit, as if the energy of that part of the god's spirit no longer belonged to him.

"It's so stupid that you have no roots. This is a battlefield. No one gives you time to think about the problem..."

boom!

Wang Bing wrapped himself in the assimilated Mo Qi, stepped out in one step, and came to Wu Gensheng. His whole person looked weird.

"You are not the only one who has no solution in this world!"

Wang Bing shouted wildly, raised his leg and hit Wu Gensheng's abdomen with his knee. The huge force made him fly up, and he made a muffled sound like a blow on a big drum.

"Shen Ming Ling·Xuan Ni!"

When he was punched by Wang Bing and sent flying backward, Wu Gensheng suddenly condensed a ball of white energy on his palm, and shot it out like a cannonball, directly hitting Wang Bing's body, beating Wang Bing's body

It trembled slightly, but it was just a tremor. On alert, the white ball of energy turned into black visible to the naked eye, and lost contact with Wugensheng.

Seeing this, Wang Bing didn't even think about it. He exerted force with his feet and quickly chased after him. The black and white whisk in his hand instantly turned into a giant hammer with black and purple lightning, and swept out towards Wu Gensheng.

Purple electric hammer!

boom!

There was a loud noise, and the giant hammer with black and purple lightning struck directly on Wugensheng's body, and the huge force tilted Wugensheng's body to the left.

Wind and thunder scissors!

Bah ba ba ba!

boom!

Wang Bing waved his hand forward, and the power of the wood spirit began to change in his hands. The Yang wood became thunder, and the Yin wood became wind. The wind blade and the thunder light met on Wang Bing's palm, as fast as a pair of scissors.

The blast struck Wu Gensheng, who was flying backwards, and thunder exploded in an instant. Wind blades rolled in four directions, creating air waves around him and blasting an extremely exaggerated hole in the ground.
Chapter completed!