For Zhang Heng, what he experienced in the Terran Temple was an important memory that he could not forget in his life.

Flood.

Yellow Emperor.

Xuanyuan Sword.

Inheritance.

One by one, one by one, all surging in his mind, and for a while, even he suffered a huge impact, so his eyes were full of complexity.

When the God-King said, there is no chance that you will be able to defeat me.

Zhang Heng felt ridiculous in his heart.

You're doomed to disappointment.

Zhang Heng's eyes made the Jiuli God King feel a little turbulent, he looked at Zhang Heng's past, this person was not like a man who spoke his mouth, let alone a fool.

So, didn't you say that he really got what chance?

But how is this possible?

Not to mention that Zhang Heng's aura is sluggish now, and his cultivation has fallen to the early stage of transforming into a god, even if he reaches the peak, how can he have the capital to confront a powerful immortal in less than two years?

"You don't want to talk here, if you really have the ability, just use it!"

"The human race is about to usher in a bloody catastrophe, among them, you have a share, if it weren't for you, our hatred would not have reached this level!"

"No matter how clever you are, you will die today!"

The hatred of the Protoss was greater than the sky, and his eyes were full of scarlet.

"It seems that you have rejected my last mercy. Zhang Heng sighed.

In terms of practical benevolence, it is not too right.

Because he is not a benevolent person, to be precise, he just feels that what he has to do next is to cut the shackles of the Heavenly Dao, which is a major event that is enough to shock the three thousand worlds.

And under the Xuanyuan Sword, just a heavenly immortal, a god king, what threat can you talk about?

Therefore, Zhang Heng reminded them that the mentality was mostly the feeling similar to killing chickens with a knife after mastering absolute power.

"The last mercy?At this time, are you still pretending?" Jiuli Divine King's mind became firm, he thought about it, and he didn't feel that Zhang Heng had the strength to threaten him, he looked at the other monks with contempt, and said, "Don't say that we don't believe it, it's your fellow human race, can I trust you?"

Zhang Heng slowly turned his head to look.

Most people, as expected, looked at him like a madman.

Especially the scattered immortals and earth immortals of the three holy lands, they were even more sneering and cold in their eyes.

However, there are exceptions.

Take Runaway Valley, for example.

The people he values.

At the moment, I was also looking at him, and the warmth of absolute trust flowed from my eyes.

"That's enough. ”

Zhang Hengda laughed.

He remembered what the Yellow Emperor said, whether it is a chess piece or not, what is important? The important thing is that with this experience.

In this life, he is no longer unwilling and lonely.

So, enough is enough.

Seeing Zhang Heng's smile, the Jiuli God King inexplicably felt his heart beat faster, he pointed at Zhang Heng, and snorted coldly.

"Destroy them!"

All the god kings, the weather, all released red light in their eyes.

Their target was not Zhang Heng alone, but all cultivators.

Everyone knows that when they rush, they must be tigers entering the flock and fighting at will.

Therefore, cultivators, subconsciously retreat.

Before, they mustered up courage, broke out bloodily, and fought to the death.

But at this moment, after experiencing the "betrayal" of the earth immortals, the courage has long been gone, and all that remains is despair.

The monks, who had finally regained their freedom, were frantically retreating.

There was no retreat, only the people of the Joyful Valley, who raised their heads with fanaticism in their eyes, and looked at the figure standing in front of the Protoss.

He is Zhang Heng.

He didn't speak, but looked up, his eyes showing determination.

He took a step.

Every step is taken, there is a roar echoing, this roar, there is a shocking momentum.

But for the major god kings, it's not enough!

"If that's all there is to it, then ......" the Jiuli Divine King sneered.

But in an instant, his smile froze.

Because in Zhang Heng's hand, a sword appeared.

Most people didn't know that this was the Xuanyuan Sword, but that didn't prevent them from focusing on the sword.

On top of the quaint long sword, there was a faint imperial aura.

It is not majestic, but it gives birth to a sense of incomparable intimacy.

"Why do I have the urge to worship...... "Yao Chi Di Immortal's eyes showed incredulity.

Regardless of cultivation, all races, at this moment, actually gave birth to an echo from the depths of their blood.

It's like a devout believer who suddenly finds the token of his life's pursuit.

"What the hell is that sword?"

The faces of the god kings have also changed greatly.

They had a different feeling from the Terrans, and when this sword appeared, they had no affinity, and some of them were terrified like never before.

It's like an ant facing a dragon.

It's like a mortal, trying to challenge the heavens and the earth!

Including the Jiuli God King, they all felt that they were as small as dust.

"No way, this can't be!"

The Nine Li Divine King's face changed suddenly, and unbelievable words burst out of his mouth.

"How can there be such a sword in the world!"

Under the watchful eye, Zhang Heng deeply held the Xuanyuan Sword.

In his mind, the image of the Five Emperors Demon God Fist flickered.

At this moment, he knew that the Five Emperors Demon God Fist was actually a method of manipulating the Xuanyuan Sword.

Xuanyuan Sword, not complete.

In the final tribulation of the flood famine, there is not one in ten sword souls, and the sword power is also damaged.

If the Yellow Emperor takes it away, it may be repaired.

It's a pity that Xuanyuan Sword has its own mission and has been staying in the ancestral star, waiting for the arrival of the Mandate of Heaven.

When the Yellow Emperor said goodbye to Zhang Heng, he said that he was looking forward to meeting again in thirty-three days.

There is no layer of meaning, that is, I hope that one day, Zhang Heng will be able to bring the Xuanyuan Sword back and return to the old master!

The Xuanyuan Sword emitted a humming sound that shook Kyushu.

At this moment, Zhang Heng's image, like a canopy of heaven, suddenly appeared in front of billions of people around the world.

Countless people were shocked and felt that the three views collapsed.

And the people of China have a sense of pride.

"It's Immortal Master Zhang!"

"He's here to protect us!"

"The sword in his hand gives me a sense of security!"

The power of the mortals was very small, but they were connected, and the power of faith, like a tide, surged out and converged towards Zhang Heng.

This time, the belief is countless times more than what Zhang Heng and the Second Yuan Infant got before!

However, this time Zhang Heng was not worried.

Because the Xuanyuan Sword, like a bottomless pit, naturally absorbs all beliefs.

Zhang Heng, who was holding the Xuanyuan Sword, suddenly appeared in the center of his eyebrows, and this star point spun with a bang, bursting out from his body with a momentum that made the heavens and the earth tremble!

For countless years, Zhang Heng was the first person to hold the Xuanyuan Sword!

"This sword, this sword ......"

Among the monks, everyone in the Ji family was almost crazy, and they confirmed it again and again, with a look of disbelief in their eyes.

"This is the Terran Holy Sword, Xuanyuan Sword!"

The Ji family can be said to be the descendants of the Yellow Emperor.

It's just that the Yellow Emperor is fraternal, in his eyes, the human race is the same, and the Ji family and the ordinary human race are treated equally.

But Rao is like this, the Ji family is still extraordinary because of the Yellow Emperor, and it has been passed down from generation to generation, and they even have another Xuanyuan sword, but that one is just a fake.

When a fake encounters a real Xuanyuan Sword, it is naturally not worth mentioning, the difference between the two is cloudy and muddy, and there is no comparative value.

The people of the Ji family are going crazy, why did the real Xuanyuan Sword fall into Zhang Heng's hands?

Why was Zhang Heng able to use the Xuanyuan Sword?

"Xuanyuan Sword !!"

The faces of the immortals of the three holy lands also became stiff in an instant, and they looked at Zhang Heng's gradually rising aura, and for a moment, they actually had infinite fear.

How so?

How could he get such a sword!

"Zhang Heng is the man of destiny!"

Domotoko's voice trembled.

"He must have already entered the Terran Inheritance Temple, otherwise, how could the Xuanyuan Sword be driven by him?"

Others, such as mourners.

They don't have any joy.

First, the Terran Temple was taken first.

Second, Zhang Heng is holding the Xuanyuan Sword, who can stop him?

All of a sudden, the minds of the three of them suddenly became vicious, and they would rather Zhang Heng fail than him, and he would be mighty!

And on the side of the Protoss, it also collapsed in an instant, but the Jiuli God King still refused to accept his fate and roared.

"Impossible, impossible, even if it is the Xuanyuan Sword, you can't exert its power!"