Watching Fang Zheng leave, the sword spirit suddenly knelt on the ground, and said piously and apologetically, "I'm sorry, I didn't do what you wanted. ”

After speaking, he knocked a song heavily.

There was a hint of unwillingness in the vicissitudes of the sword spirit's eyes.

In fact, the true inheritance is divided into two parts, the divine sword is one part, and the other part is it.

Although he is a remnant knife, he has tremendous power, and once he is allowed to return to the outside world and recover for a period of time, the Rong Dao Realm will not be able to take his sword.

Even now, if he exploded with all his strength, he would be able to unleash a blow from the Immortal Realm.

He can see that the other party has his own opportunities, and he is also a person with strong luck, and with or without him, the role is not very great.

And for him, only by finding a real knife can he exert his maximum power and recover faster.

Although he knew that it was unlikely, he was willing to give it a try.

According to the original agreement, he should leave with the other party, but he didn't have it, because he was unwilling.

Suddenly.

A huge face appeared in the sky, staring coldly at the kneeling sword spirit.

The sword spirit's face changed, his eyes were suspicious, and he had a hellish expression on his face.

"How...... Maybe?!"

As soon as the words fell, a mysterious thunderbolt fell.

Rumble!

The thunder struck the sword spirit, and the sword spirit trembled, and white light overflowed from its body.

A cold snort came, the face dissipated again, and the sword spirit lay on the ground with a helpless face.

He wants to cry!

This blow wiped out two percent of his strength, and he didn't know when he would recover!

......

Outside.

Fang Zheng was thrown out, shook his head, and got up from the ground.

After waiting for a while, there was no sword spirit, and Fang Zheng turned around and left.

"Cut, that's stingy. Fang Zheng muttered secretly.

Don't think he didn't see it, when he finally gave himself something, his eyes were full of reluctance and a tangled look.

I definitely just don't want to give it to myself, I want to keep it alone.

Bah!

In this world, even the machine spirits have changed, and they have become such chicken thieves one by one.

If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't beat it, he would have despised it a long time ago.

After walking a while, Fang Zheng stopped and looked up at the plaque of the palace strong.

"The King of Guns. ”

Forget it, give up, Fang Zheng turned around and left directly.

There is already a sword king inheritance, and I lose interest in the gun king or something.

It's nothing more than that, and these machine spirits are all such chicken thieves, the key is still a test, Fang Zheng suddenly didn't want to go.

If it were given for nothing, he would still be willing to give it a try.

"Stop. Suddenly, a cold drink came.

Fang Zheng turned his head in surprise and saw a burly man staring at him closely.

The man is very characteristic, if I have to describe it, it is "long".

The key figure is so burly, but his head is like a spear head, the legendary "inverted melon seed face".

Helpless!

Yes, another machine spirit.

When did machine spirits become so worthless?

"What did the seniors command?"

Thinking in his heart, the movements in his hands were not slow, and he hurriedly saluted and said respectfully.

"Why did you leave?" said the burly brain.

"This ......" Fang Zheng hesitated.

This is a proposition, he can't say that he is not interested, right?

"Do you look down on me?"

Founder "......"

looked at the burly man with a strange face, and was he wronged?

"No, really not, the seniors misunderstood, just because I don't have the talent for using guns, I'm afraid that I will miss the inheritance of the gun king. ”

Fang Zheng looked at the burly man with a sincere face, with a trace of disappointment in his eyes, unwilling and helpless.

Silently praise your acting skills, but unfortunately there is no little golden man, otherwise it would be you.

The burly man stared at Fang Zheng for a while, and the atmosphere was a little solemn for a while.

Fang Zheng was uneasy in his heart, he was afraid that the other party would be unhappy, so he would prick himself.

Don't pop your waist again!

Suddenly.

The burly man laughed and said aloud, "It's good that you know, go away, and don't disturb my sleep." ”

Founder "......"

Is he being tricked?

He sighed deeply and turned to leave.

There's no way, the strength is weak, what can be done, can you still rush up and fight?

Watching Fang Zheng leave, the burly man also sighed.

Glancing at the Sword King's palace, the figure of the spear spirit gradually dissipated.

He felt the aura of the sword spirit on the other party, and after a little thought, he knew what was happening.

Like the sword spirit, he is also unwilling, the difference is that the sword spirit gave the other party a part of the inheritance.

But he didn't want to do that, he gave everything he wanted, or he didn't give it at all.

He must be worthy of his master, unlike the sword spirit, he is the original weapon spirit of the weapon, and his strength is not comparable to the sword spirit.

Fang Zheng walked to the next palace with a little melancholy.

I was tricked by a machine spirit, and I was a little aggrieved.

Looking up at the plaque above, I breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, it's not a "sword king" or anything like that, which makes his mentality cracked.

"Lord of Thunder. ”

Fang Zheng hesitated for a long time in front of the steps, he was considering whether to climb up or not.

After thinking about it, I still stepped on the stone steps step by step.

Rumble!

Suddenly, the palace emitted a burst of light, and Fang Zheng once again entered a strange scene.

As far as the eye can see, there is thunder, and then ...... Gone???

It was gone, he saw nothing but a land of thunder.

"This ...... Look at the hair!"

He's drunk.

Just as he was thinking about it, the entire Thunder World made a loud noise.

The thunder broke, and a figure appeared, and the face of the person who came was covered by the thunder, and the thunder and lightning were wrapped all over his body.

In an instant, a dense crowd of figures appeared, rushing towards the thunderous figures.

Rumble!

Countless thunder dragons appeared in the air, roaring angrily.

In an instant, the two sides fought together, and the place where the thunderous figure was located turned into a thunderous place.

Fang Zheng was dumbfounded, this is much better than the five-cent special effect.

Although the power was not as strong as the previous Sword King, Fang Zheng felt that this figure was not weaker than the Sword King, and even a little stronger.

The other party's methods are very peculiar, turning all the places they are into thunder lands, taking advantage of the time and place.

One thought changes the heavens and the earth, what kind of means is this?

Envy, thick envy.

Time passed, and the Thunder Shadow slew all the enemies that came to them.

At this moment, a sword that reached the sky suddenly appeared in the sky.

The sword came across the heavens and the earth, and the land of thunder shattered inch by inch, and the figure spewed out a mouthful of blood.

The blood turned into thunder in an instant, dissipating into the air.

The thunder figure roared unwillingly, his body cracked, and the land of thunder was all shattered, leaving only the black earth.

The shadow of the sword vanished, and a round bead floated out of the black earth, and was picked up by an old man.

Fang Zheng was fascinated, and when he saw the old man, he was shocked.

"Who is this?"

The old man suddenly smiled mysteriously, and the figure dissipated.