Despite Wang Zheng's attempts to break through the fog, he remained trapped in place, finding it difficult to get close to his opponent and even more difficult to inflict damage on its main body. It seemed that he would have to resort to unconventional tactics to achieve victory.
"What are you thinking about? Didn't I remind you? You can't get distracted during battle!"
Just as Wang Zheng was pondering how to break the deadlock, a melodious voice came from behind him.
Wang Zheng swung his arm and threw a punch in time, forcing his opponent back, and expressed regret that he could not pursue and inflict serious damage.
Fortunately, since Xiao Yu took the initiative to admit her identity, the subtle temptation has subsided considerably.
After all, Wang Zheng had already connected his emotions with those of millions of living beings, so the effect of his lust was naturally much weaker.
As for other obsessions, such as money and power, Young Master Wang has always been very open-minded and doesn't really have many desires.
He had somewhat relieved the pressure on his side, and his swift counterattack provoked the Demon Lord of Desire.
After all, the sound of Wang Shao's punch whistling through the air was quite explosive, which surprised even the ruler of this region.
It's not that she could even notice such an attack, but she's not at her full strength right now; in fact, she might not even have one percent of her peak power.
Just as Wang Zheng guessed, the reason she was able to appear on this blue planet was entirely due to the sacrificial energy stored in those blood-red crystals.
If this punch really hits, not only will this temporary physical body collapse, but it might also affect this wisp of divine sense.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have dodged Wang Zheng's elbow strike.
Although he did admire Wang Zheng's methods and intended to recruit him, he really couldn't do anything about him given the current situation.
Firstly, he wasn't strong enough to kill the kid directly. Secondly, he had an interesting idea the moment he saw Wang Zheng's Xuan Guang Technique.
And so, amidst the chaotic barrage of mystical light techniques and the seemingly inexhaustible black mist, the situation reached a stalemate for a time.
But Young Master Wang's combat intelligence was not to be underestimated. When he saw that the opponent was dodging his physical attacks, he felt that this guy was probably like the Heavenly Demon Skeleton from before, and that his physical evolution had not reached a very high level.
Moreover, the damage to her physical body is likely to have a significant impact on her.
In other words, one's focus doesn't necessarily have to be entirely on entanglement with these black mists. If one can seize the opportunity to deliver a punch to the physical body of the Heavenly Demon King, it might have a surprising effect!
Wang Zheng was secretly plotting his next move, preparing to change his attack strategy.
Besides actively consuming, delaying, and dissolving the black mist, we also need to see if there's an opportunity to deliver a powerful blow to the Demon King's true form.
At the same time, after dodging Wang Dashao's hidden sneak attack once again, the Demon Lord of Desire did not utter any more sarcastic remarks. Instead, he frowned and looked at the bursts of firelight emerging from the foot of the mountain.
Following her gaze, Wang Zheng sensed a restless fire element slowly moving from the foot of the mountain, spreading out like a dark cloud, seemingly about to burn away all the black mist.
Judging from the Demon Lord's reaction and the sluggishness of the black mist, he must have already been affected.
Knowing that there had been feedback from Lao Meng, Wang Zheng was overjoyed.
If this drags on, I might just be able to wear the other side down.
Moreover, judging from her serious expression, if I could stall her for a while, Yao Yongjun might be able to finish dealing with the black mist soon...
Even so, Wang Zheng did not dare to be careless and carefully maneuvered with utmost attention.
If he still couldn't see the connection between the mist and the Lord of Desire by this point, he might as well give up. But before Wang Zheng could erupt again, Little Desire, who was drifting in the mist, suddenly smiled at Wang Zheng.
That proves the old saying true.
A single glance back, a smile that could launch a thousand ships; all the beauties of the imperial harem pale in comparison!
Seeing that Wang Dashao's mind was in turmoil, his punches became limp and lacked power.
It's not that Young Master Wang is incompetent; it's just that the enemy is too cunning!
"Don't worry, I'll be right back~"
The soft whispers, like a gentle breeze, still lingered in her ears, and the next second, without any warning, that beautiful figure vanished from the spot...
WDNMD!
How can we fight like this!
Looking at the empty space in front of him, with only wisps of black mist drifting aimlessly without his control, Wang Zheng cursed angrily.
This guy has already made the most of even the simplest magic mist into something amazing.
She combines attack, defense, and support in three dimensions, yet physical attacks cannot reach her. She is extremely corrosive while also possessing maximum resistance to all kinds of attacks. Now she has even developed teleportation.
Wang Zheng couldn't help but feel a sense of negativity.
Maybe I should just admit defeat...
It's obvious that even if the opponent is only in an incomplete state, although we can temporarily hold our own and not fall behind, we still can't do anything about her.
Moreover, the black mist acted like a protective shield, completely protecting this creature from all angles. It seemed that until this annoying mist was completely cleared away, he wouldn't be able to harm her.
Feeling the black mist in front of him condense dozens of times larger, Wang Zheng was really starting to have second thoughts.
But before he could rush to the center of the battlefield and pull Grandmaster Zhu Jingxian back, a special spatial fluctuation suddenly appeared behind Wang Zheng.
Young Master Wang instinctively threw a punch to meet the attack, only to find that what stood in front of him was the face of Grandmaster Meng Lie.
In the instant he struggled to retract his fist, a small wisp of black mist sinisterly condensed on Wang Zheng's chest, then transformed into a withered, pitch-black claw that slammed into his chest.
"boom--"
After a deafening bang like a drumbeat, Wang Zheng was immediately sent flying backward by the immense force.
He took several steps in the air and finally managed to steady himself, but the next second he spat out a mouthful of blood.
Watching the flesh on his chest rot rapidly, Wang Zheng suppressed his discomfort and released several beams of light to restore his raging aura to its original state.
But just as he regained his footing, that dreamlike voice rang in his ears again.
"Tsk tsk tsk, that won't do. If you hadn't gone easy on me just now, you might not have gotten hurt~"
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