Chapter 138 What Is True Despair?

Zong Minglie waved his hand and released two puppets, which were respectively wrapped in whirlwind and raging fire. The puppets, which exuded a powerful aura, rushed straight towards Shi Xiaotian and Wu Yue.

And Xuanzhouzi made a move and grabbed Zhong Qing directly.

In his opinion, how high could Zhong Qing, whose bone age was no more than 18 years old, have a high level of cultivation.

If it weren't for the protection of Shi Xiaotian and the others, it would be easy to catch him.

He glanced at the two of them from the corner of his eyes, but saw that they were not nervous at all, just lightly facing the wind and fire puppets.

It seemed that they didn't mean to worry about Zhong Qing at all.

Xuanzhouzi's heart skipped a beat, and he realized that something seemed to be wrong.

But he didn't have time to think about it.

The next moment, Zhong Qing, with a cold expression, casually pointed at him.

Xuanzhouzi, who was still aggressive just now, turned into powder in front of everyone and dissipated between heaven and earth.

He didn't even have time to scream.

It can only be said that he was unlucky.

In this world, apart from his two disciples, there are not many people he cares about, and the sect leader Xuanyuan Hong is one of them.

Seeing Xuanyuan Hong being seriously injured, Zhong Qing was really angry.

If it were normal times, Zhong Qing might still be interested in playing with him.

But at this time, the angry Zhong Qing had no intention of entangled with him at all, and directly turned him into ashes with one finger.

After witnessing this scene, Zong Minglie's brain crashed directly.

"What happened?"

Elder Xuanzhouzi, why did he suddenly disappear?

He spent a long time trying to figure out why Xuanzhouzi disappeared as soon as Zhong Qing pointed his finger.

But when Zhong Qing looked at Zong Minglie with cold eyes next.

The latter trembled all over, and finally reacted with a start.

"Elder Xuanzhouzi was killed!"

Zong Minglie was so scared that his face turned pale, and he shouted without thinking.

"Wind and Fire Dual Puppets, come back!"

The two puppets immediately left Shi Xiaotian and the others and flew back to Zong Minglie.

"Stop him!"

Zong Minglie pointed at Zhong Qing and shouted. While the Wind and Fire puppets were rushing towards Zhong Qing, he turned around and ran without thinking. His whole body turned into a ray of light and flew out of the purple maple forest.

He couldn't understand how the elder Xuanzhouzi, who was in the late stage of the Sun Profound Realm, could be killed in one second by a finger.

But he knew that the existence that could kill Xuanzhouzi in one second was definitely not something he could deal with.

Even the Wind and Fire puppets were probably not this person's opponent. He only hoped that the puppets could hold Zhong Qing back for a while so that he could have a chance to escape.

But the wish was beautiful, and the reality was cruel.

He hadn't escaped thousands of meters away when he heard a cold voice coming from behind.

"Why, your trump card is only these two pieces of trash?"

"Then who gave you the courage to be so arrogant and hurt my Xianjiang Sect members?"

Zong Minglie was startled and turned back suddenly. He saw Zhong Qing standing a few meters behind him, looking at him expressionlessly.

And the Wind and Fire puppets had long disappeared.

"How is it possible?"

Zong Minglie was so frightened that his soul almost flew away.

At this time, he could no longer care about many things, and suddenly cast a talisman.

This talisman was made by his father Zong Daotian, and it stored a blow equivalent to that of a peak Sun Xuan Realm powerhouse.

The jade talisman was broken, and the light shone brightly, turning into a violent wave, sweeping towards Zhong Qing.

However, Zhong Qing did not even look at it, and slapped it casually as if slapping a fly.

The violent wave disappeared directly.

"If you have anything else, take it out."

Zhong Qing's tone was calm, without any fluctuations, but it made people feel chilled to the bone.

"I mean what I say."

"I'll let you taste what real despair is."

"Damn it, don't force me!"

On the deserted wilderness, the young master of Wuya Mountain, Zong Minglie, was running away like crazy.

While running away, he roared and shouted at the back.

And behind him, a figure followed not far away, not fast or slow.

No matter how hard Zong Minglie tried to escape, he could not get rid of the latter at all.

This figure, like a maggot on the heel, made Zong Minglie feel terrified from the bottom of his heart, as if the shadow of death that could not be shaken off was shrouding him.

"Why, do you have no more trump cards?"

The figure behind him was Zhong Qing.

Zhong Qing followed Zong Minglie leisurely with his hands behind his back.

He always kept the same distance behind Zong Minglie, and even if Zong Minglie used all his strength, the distance did not increase by a bit.

"If you have no more trump cards, it will be over."

Zong Minglie gritted his teeth and roared: "It's not that easy to kill me, Zong Minglie."

As he said that, Zong Minglie actually threw out a handful of talismans in his hand, each of which was as powerful as the previous one.

Zong Daotian loved his son, and he would make new talismans every once in a while to use as a trump card for Zong Minglie.

But with Zong Minglie's identity, how many dangers could he encounter in the East Region.

Over the years, he didn't know how many talismans he had accumulated, and usually no one could let him use them.

At this moment, facing Zhong Qing, he didn't care much and just threw it all out.

Boom!

The deafening explosion spread throughout the sky.

A large number of talismans equivalent to the attack of a peak Sun Profound Realm master exploded at the same time, how powerful it was.

If it fell to the ground, it would be enough to evaporate a mountain directly.

Even the masters of the Earth Profound Realm and the ancestors of the major holy places would not be able to ignore this lightly.

Zong Minglie had a glimmer of hope in his heart. He didn't expect to kill Zhong Qing directly, but as long as he could hurt or hinder the opponent, he could take the opportunity to escape.

But the hope he had just had immediately turned into despair. He saw Zhong Qing's figure walking out slowly in the impact of the explosion.

He still kept the same distance from him, and his clothes were not even damaged at all.

Zong Minglie shouted and turned to run away again.

While running, he waved countless magic tools such as talismans and jade talismans as if they were free.

Some were used for attack, some were for protection and life-saving, and some were for escape techniques.

Each one was extraordinary, and even in the Sun Profound Realm, it was quite precious.

It can be seen that Zong Minglie's background as the young master of Wuya Mountain was really terrifying.

Even if he only had the cultivation of the Moon Profound Realm, these trump cards alone were enough to run rampant in the Sun Profound Realm.

But at this moment, Zong Minglie threw them out in piles like garbage, just to increase a chance of survival.

However, every time he played his trump card, Zong Minglie's despair in his heart increased.

No matter what kind of attack, it fell on Zhong Qing, it was like a stone sinking into the sea, not even a splash of water.

At first, Zhong Qing would occasionally smack away the attacks, but later he was too lazy to do it, letting those attacks hit him, without even the strength to make his eyelids move.

And the protective defenses that enveloped Zong Minglie, Zhong Qing didn't even need to do it, just a glance, and they were broken one by one.

Zong Minglie's most hopeful thing was the methods of escape.

But whether it was the Five Elements Escape Technique or the body turning into flowing light.

Every time he used his trump card to escape, when he looked back again, he would find that Zhong Qing was still not far away, keeping the original distance, hanging behind him.

It was just like a real shadow, how could a person escape from his own shadow?

The two of them chased and fled like this, and they had already escaped nearly ten thousand miles.

But Zong Minglie didn't see any hope of escape at all.

"Where on earth did this old monster come from!"

Zong Minglie finally collapsed.

In his opinion, Zhong Qing was definitely an old monster who had lived for who knows how many years and was playing tricks on him.

The strong shadow of death enveloped his heart, corroding Zong Minglie's consciousness, making him almost crazy.

"This young master will fight you!"

Zong Minglie roared, and a blood-colored jade card appeared in his hand.

He bit his tongue directly and sprayed a mouthful of blood on the jade card.

The jade card shone brightly, and it seemed that a shadow of an old man emerged from it. He snorted coldly and slapped Zhong Qing with one palm.

The momentum of this palm was extremely terrifying, like the collapse of the sky and the earth, and the mountains and rivers were broken.

It was much more powerful than the aura of many Sun Xuan Realm Peak Spirit Talismans that burst out at the same time before.

It was a real attack from the Earth Xuan Realm, and it was not even an ordinary Earth Xuan Realm.

This was Zong Minglie's biggest trump card, which was given by the ancestor of Wuya Mountain himself.

It sealed a power of the ancestor of Wuya Mountain himself.

But the power of the Earth Profound Realm is too strong, far beyond the control of Zong Minglie's Moon Profound Realm.

Therefore, when using this jade card, you need to use your own blood and essence to activate it, and you will also suffer strong backlash. It can be said that you will hurt the enemy 1,000 times and lose 800 of your own.

If it weren't for the desperate situation, Zong Minglie would never use this jade card.

But now, does he have any choice?

Zong Minglie pinned all his hopes on this attack.

But Zhong Qing still did not move in the face of the palm from the Wuya Mountain Patriarch, and seemed to be too lazy to resist it.

"Is it because I can't stop it, so I can only give up?"

Zong Minglie murmured.

But the next moment, he widened his eyes and opened his mouth, and couldn't even close it.

Zhong Qing did not dodge or evade, and let the shadow of the Wuya Mountain Patriarch slap him on the head.

Then, he opened his mouth and blew gently without tilting his head.

The shadow containing the power of the Wuya Mountain Patriarch seemed to be a real phantom in the water, and it was blown away directly.

Zong Minglie trembled all over, and felt his legs go weak, and he couldn't even run.

"Have you used up all your trump cards?"

Zhong Qing, who was hit by the shadow of Wuyashan's ancestor, stared at Zong Minglie coldly and asked lightly.

Seeing Zhong Qing approaching, Zong Minglie collapsed and screamed.

"Don't come over here!"

He was so scared that he couldn't run, and could only wave his arms randomly.

"You can't kill me!"

"I am the young master of Wuyashan, the only son of the Wuyashan Sect Master!"

"I am also the most beloved great-grandson of Wuyashan's ancestor!"

"If you kill me, we Wuyashan will not let you go!"

Zong Minglie screamed hysterically.

"If you dare to touch me, Wuyashan will definitely destroy your small Xianjiang Sect!"

"Everyone in the family will be killed!"

"If you don't want to die, you can't touch me!"