He hit Shachen directly and said with a smug smile: "This is my ultimate move. Let's see how you can dodge it."

Shachen actually resisted with his physical body. A purple-gold light flashed on his body, and the Nine-toothed Rake was like hitting gold and iron.

Then.

Shachen's crescent shovel was already placed on Tianpeng's neck. With just a little force, he could chop off his head.

Tianpeng broke out in a cold sweat and widened his eyes in disbelief.

He lost.

He is at the peak of the Golden Immortal Realm, but he can't defeat Shachen.

"You, you, how come your body is so strong that it can't even break my Nine-toothed Rake?"

Sha Chen said, "Although my body is strong and can block the attacks of ordinary Golden Immortals, it is no problem, but it cannot block your Nine-toothed Rake."

Then, his body glowed with brilliant purple and gold, and he said with a smile, "The thing that blocked your weapon was this magical purple ribbon immortal robe that I was wearing."

The purple ribbon fairy robe is invulnerable to swords and spears.

Tianpeng looked at it and his eyes turned purple with envy.

"Lao Sha, where did you get all these good things?"

Shachen smiled and said, "Treasures choose their destined ones. They chose me, so I have them."

Tianpeng was drooling with envy and was about to ask to try it on.

Outside the formation.

A rough voice came, "Young Master, this quicksand river is so hard to cross that boats can't pass. Why don't we take a detour?"

Another young voice said, "No, the Quicksand River is so vast that you can't see the end at a glance. It's probably boundless. It will take forever to cross it by taking a detour."

Tianpeng and Shachen looked at each other and had the same thought in their minds - the pilgrim is here.