Tang Zheng's Purple Mansion is actually a high-rise sword pavilion.

The entire sword tower exudes bursts of elegant sword aura, which is refreshing.

"Purple Mansion Realm, I finally stepped into the Purple Mansion Realm!"

Tang Zheng's heart was surging and excited.

But at this moment, the spatial crack was gradually closing, and a tearing force came from outside, wanting to pull Tang Zheng's Yuan Shen out.

Tang Zheng was taken aback, and his heart was half cold:

It turned out that he was only a half-step Purple Mansion, and the spatial crack barely opened, and it could only last for a moment, and it couldn't last at all.

"Open it for me!"

Tang Zheng forcibly opened the spatial crack, and then he used his internal strength to introduce all the power of the Ten Thousand Tribulation Flood Furnace into the Purple Mansion World.

The Ten Thousand Tribulation Flood Furnace seemed to have found a new outlet and frantically poured into Tang Zheng's Purple Mansion World.

In an instant, Tang Zheng's Purple Mansion World was filled with the breath of the Yan Dragon, and there were blazing flames all around.

And under the shock of the Ten Thousand Tribulation Furnace, the spatial crack that was originally gradually closing also expanded.

In the end, it turned into a door and was steadily suspended above Tang Zheng's dantian.

Tang Zheng felt a powerful spatial force, he opened his eyes slightly, looked around, and felt that heaven and earth were originally divided into different levels.

Layers of space, criss-crossing and shuttling with each other, forming a splendid and colorful three thousand worlds.

If the power is strong enough, you can break the shackles of time and space and reach the original world.

"Perhaps, I will have a chance to return to Earth?"

Tang Zheng raised his hand slightly, and a spatial power gathered, turning into a crimson spatial blade, suspended above the palm of his hand.

The blade flickered, and at first glance, it was extremely sharp.

"Purple Mansion Realm, it's really amazing."

Tang Zheng was stunned for a moment, then closed his eyes and looked inwards at his body, and found that the door of space was steadily floating above his sea of qi, and there was no sign of closing and disappearing.

From now on, Tang Zheng will no longer be a half-step Purple Mansion, but a genuine Purple Mansion Realm master!

He was ecstatic.

The primordial god entered the Purple Mansion World, and then with a wave of his hand, the magnificent power of space diffused out, instantly enveloping the Ten Thousand Tribulation Flood Furnace.

The Ten Thousand Tribulation Flood Furnace struggled hard, but after being imprisoned by Feng Qimu and Jianmu, the strength of resistance was not as strong as before.

And after Tang Zheng stepped into the Purple Mansion Realm, his strength was several times stronger than before, and under the advantages of one another, he steadily suppressed the Ten Thousand Tribulation Flood Furnace, and did not let it have any room to struggle at all.

It didn't take long for Tang Zheng to surrender to the Ten Thousand Tribulation Flood Furnace.

With a wave of his big hand, the Ten Thousand Tribulation Flood Furnace shot out and hit the tall building of the Sword Pavilion in an instant.

The Sword Pavilion was in flames, and a flame dragon was entrenched upstairs, and the sword qi and dragon power were mixed together, evolving into an elegant and domineering, chic and fierce momentum.

After refining the Ten Thousand Tribulation Flood Furnace, Tang Zheng opened his eyes suddenly, and his eyes were full of redness.

The breath in his chest and abdomen was bulging, and he couldn't help but raise his head to the sky and roar, the roar was incomparable, like a dragon chanting Daze, shocking the eight wildernesses.

The pirates around heard the howling sound, and their eyes looked at Tang Zheng, and the moment they saw Tang Zheng, they couldn't help but feel a sense of awe in their hearts.

It was as if Tang Zheng was a real dragon high above, exuding an extremely domineering might.

Some pirates were shocked by Tang Zheng's momentum, threw away their weapons on the spot, and then knelt down and kowtowed to Tang Zheng.

In Tang Zheng's mind, there was a sentence of exercise mantras, which was the Dao of the Ten Thousand Tribulation Flood Furnace, and after he refined the Ten Thousand Tribulation Flood Furnace, he also began to comprehend the Dao Law.

Weapon Dao, Flame Dragon Blood Demon Slaughter!

The way of karma, the battle of the sky tyrant fist!

Lore Dao, Eight Desolation Fire Dragon Spell!

In an instant, Tang Zheng comprehended the three moves of the Ten Thousand Tribulation Flood Furnace.

He slowly stood up, flames rushing through his body, and then turned into a real dragon, hovering around his arm.

Seeing that Tang Zheng had succeeded, Su Aoxue, Lixing, and Wanyue were ecstatic.

And Dugu Chonglou was shocked and angry, he suddenly rushed towards Tang Zheng with his sword, and shouted:

"Tang Zheng, you don't deserve to have a Dao Talisman!"

Dugu Chonglou's eyes were almost spewing fire, he swung his sword and slashed wildly, the blade of the sword cut through the air, and a sharp roar erupted, and in an instant, his heavy sword slashed in front of Tang Zheng.

Tang Zheng's face was cold and silent, he stretched out his hand lightly, grabbed it lightly, and actually grabbed Dugu Chonglou's heavy sword steadily.

Dugu Chonglou's sword momentum was like a thunderbolt, but Tang Zheng grabbed his sword as if he was grasping a light branch, which was simply effortless.

Dugu Chonglou was stunned, unable to believe the scene in front of him.

"Dao Fa, Zhan Tian Tyrannosaurus Fist!"

Tang Zheng clenched his left hand into a fist, Yan Long roared, and immediately hovered above his fist, the brilliant fist dazzling.

Boom!

Tang Zheng punched out and hit Dugu Chonglou's lower abdomen hard.

Dugu Chonglou spurted out a puddle of blood on the spot, and even the person flew out upside down with a sword, and fell into the sea with a bang, splashing monstrous waves.

In the next moment, Dugu Chonglou broke through the water with a sword, staring at Tang Zheng, a fanatical greed appeared in his eyes, and said:

"Okay, good, the Dao Fu is really powerful!"

He was hit by Tang Zheng's Battle of the Heavenly Dragon Fist, and his body was already injured, but his voice was still full of energy, which showed the strength of his physique.

I saw that he suddenly bit the tip of his tongue and spurted out a mouthful of essence blood, and the blood spilled on Long Xiang's sword.

The entire sword suddenly burst into a dazzling brilliance.

The golden dragon relief came to life, looked up to the sky and roared, and then entrenched on the body of Dugu Chonglou.

In an instant, Dugu Chonglou's momentum skyrocketed, his muscles and bones clicked, and his body instantly grew stronger, becoming as burly as a black bear, and every muscle was full of explosive power.

Tang Zheng's face did not change, and he calmly looked at Dugu Chonglou.

Both of them held a sword in their hands, and a dragon was entrenched in their bodies, facing each other from a distance of more than ten zhang, as if they were a pair of rivals destined to fight for life and death.

All the pirates stopped fighting and looked at Tang Zheng and Dugu Chonglou with bated breath.

"I want to see if the legendary Dao Fu can really transcend the gap in the realm!"

Dugu Chonglou roared angrily and rushed out with a sword.

His momentum has skyrocketed at the moment, and he has reached the peak of the Wind Realm, and Tang Zheng has just stepped into the Purple Mansion Realm, but Tang Zheng is holding the Dao Talisman in his hand, and it is not yet known who will kill the deer.

Dugu Chonglou held the sword in one hand and slashed down, and the sword momentum was several times stronger than just now.

The whole sword burst out with brilliant light, as if it could open the world, and his left hand was shrunk in his sleeve robe, secretly clenching his fist.

Tang Zheng saw Dugu Chonglou rushing towards him, his body was still standing as steady as Mount Tai, and wisps of runes gradually emerged from the Thunder God Sword in his hand, and those runes were crimson, as if they were hollow patterns, imprinted on the sword body.

"Daofa! Flame Dragon Blood Demon Slayer! ”

Tang Zheng's blood was surging, and his entire sword lit up with a dazzling blood light.

A ferocious demonic aura exploded, as if it was about to slaughter the Nine Heavens God and Buddha, exuding an unbridled and crazy aura.

Next Moment!

Tang Zheng stepped on the sea with the soles of his feet, boom!

The figure immediately soared out.