On the way to Moyuan Island.

Tang Zheng figured out the martial arts he had learned again and again, improved his strength, and practiced the "Nine Heavens Divine Technique" at the same time.

The exercises that only gods can cultivate, so that Tang Zheng's cultivation speed can almost be described as a thousand miles in a day.

After a few days, Tang Zheng is about to enter the Wind Realm.

The characteristic of the Purple Mansion Realm is that it can become a void in the body and can store some items.

And the Wind Resistance, as the name suggests, can go against the wind.

More importantly, cultivators who have reached the Wind Resisting Realm can condense a pair of wings and travel in the sky according to their comprehension.

"I'm only one step away from breaking through the Wind Realm. There is a small skill in the Nine Heavens Gods Technique, which can condense a pair of gods' wings after I enter the Wind Realm, and travel in the sky as fast as thunder, which greatly increases my speed! ”

At the inn on the side of the road, Tang Zheng was resting alone in the corner, and his eyes flashed with thought:

"If I can condense the wings of the gods, my flexibility will be greatly improved, and even if I face the so-called Demon Gate Holy Lord, I may not be without the strength to fight."

For the Nine Heavens Gods, Luo Chen has full confidence.

More reasonable, he still has a shadow.

In the Nirvana space, Ying is already helping Tang Zheng to improve the second exercise-a heavenly dao technique in Pangu Dao's "Dominating the Nine Heavens", "Heaven Swallowing Divine Technique".

"Heaven Swallowing Divine Formula", as the name suggests, is an exercise that can be devoured even by the sky.

Tang Zheng had practiced some of it, but he always felt that this exercise was not perfect enough.

Now that he has handed it over to Ei, he has further perfected it:

"If you're lucky, this Heaven Devouring Divine Technique does not conflict with the Nine Heavens Divine Technique you are cultivating, on the contrary, it can also increase the power of the Heaven Devouring Divine Technique exponentially."

Tang Zheng smiled slightly:

"That's nature, the Nine Heavens Divine Technique accommodates the world's exercises and gathers the essence of thousands of cultivators, which is naturally not comparable to ordinary exercises. Don't talk about the Heaven Devouring Divine Technique, even all the exercises I have given you will not conflict with the Nine Heavens Divine Technique. ”

"Well, if you look at the perfect version, you can find an eyeless guy to try its power."

The shadow is full of nonchalant ways.

"Hehe, how can people who don't open their eyes be so easy to find."

Tang Zheng said with a smile.

As soon as he spoke, a strange smile appeared on the shadow's face:

"Not necessarily, maybe the opportunity will come soon."

Boom.

A piece of gold smashed on the dining table in front of Tang Zheng.

Tang Zheng frowned, and didn't speak, "Take the gold and roll, I'll wrap it here." ”

A young man of seventeen or eighteen years old with a proud face sat on the seat in front of Tang Zheng.

A trace of anger flashed in Tang Zheng's eyes, in his previous life and in this life, no one had ever treated him so rudely.

"What are you still doing? Get lost! ”

The young man glanced at Tang Zheng and said coldly.

In line with the principle that more things are better than less, Tang Zheng didn't bother to take care of him, stood up, and prepared to leave.

"Stop! What I Liu Yuanlong sent out, no one has ever refused. Take the gold for me! ”

As soon as the young man's words came out, Tang Zheng, who originally wanted to be immediately, paused.

Then, he sat down again.

The young man's eyebrows suddenly rose:

"What do you mean! Against me, huh? ”

Boom!

A piece of gold, bigger than the young man's, smashed on the table.

Tang Zheng frowned, and the old god was saying:

"Take advantage of my good mood, take the gold and hurry up."

"You're looking for death!"

The young man banged the table and brushed it!

Three figures, as if teleporting, suddenly appeared beside him:

"Young master, what happened, do you need us to do anything?"

"Young master?" Tang Zheng raised his eyebrows.

The corners of the young man's mouth showed a cruel arc:

"Hmph, now that you know my identity, it's too late. You're the first to dare to do this to me, I've decided, I'm going to make you my puppet and pull the cart for me every day, and it just so happens that my Ryoma has been in a bad mood lately, so I'll let you replace it. ”

Tang Zheng said word by word, and after listening to him finish all his words.

Then, I couldn't help but sigh:

"Alas, if you don't die, you won't die, whether it's on the earth or here, it's a universal truth."

The young man smiled gloomily, just about to speak, snap!

A crisp slap hit him hard in the face.

Rao is physical strength is also felt a pain that pierces his heart, attacking his body.

What's more, a bright red palm print on his cheek looked unusually glaring.

"Dare to move the young master! Look for death! ”

The three attendants shouted.

Bang bang bang!

They flew straight upside down, rumbling against a pillar not far away.

No one saw clearly how Tang Zheng made a move.

In two seconds, a chopstick pierced the young man's palm and nailed him to the table.

"Ah, it hurts!"

The young man's face was distorted, and his mouth was crying out in pain, but he was not a fool either.

Being able to poke his palm with a chopstick is by no means a power that ordinary people can have.

You must know that he is the young master of the Demon Sect, and after the tempering of various exercises, his physical body is as powerful as a dragon!

But Tang Zheng only had one chopstick, so he was ......

"Who the hell are you?"

The young man realized that Tang Zheng had an extraordinary background.

Tang Zheng didn't seem to hear his question, and asked himself:

"You said you are the young master, which young master is it?"

"I ......"

The young man habitually wanted to scold, but when he was swept away by Tang Zheng's cold eyes, his body suddenly shook:

"I am the young master of the Ghost King Sect!"

"The young master of the Ghost King Sect? Isn't there only a holy lord in the Ghost King Sect, when did a young master come out? ”

According to Tang Zheng's understanding, the Holy Lord of the Ghost King Sect is boundless and has no heirs, where did this guy come from?

Could it be...... Bastard?

Tang Zheng thought with some malice.

"I don't lie to you, I am really the young master of the Ghost King Sect, my father is a ghost, and I am his son Ghost!"

"Nowhere to be found?"

Tang Zheng's eyes suddenly lit up:

"You said that your father is the deputy holy master of the Ghost King Sect, and there is no trace of the ghost?"

The young man snorted coldly:

"Hmph, what a deputy! My father is a veritable holy lord, that demon is boundless, he only knows cultivation, and he doesn't care about the affairs of the Ghost King Sect, he, the holy lord, only exists in name only! ”

As if he wanted to scare Tang Zheng, the ghost said a little proudly:

"Tell you, the power of the entire Ghost King Sect is in the hands of my father, you can't hurt me, otherwise...... Syllable! ”

Another resounding slap in the face of the ghost.

In the blink of an eye, his face was swollen to the size of a pig's head, and a fierce anger flashed in the ghost's eyes, but he tried to hold back.

His eyes blinked a few times at a particular frequency.

In the void, an invisible wave flashed.

"Buzz ......"

In the void behind Tang Zheng's head, a trace of fluctuation suddenly appeared.

A sharp knife slashed, silently, stabbing Tang Zheng's neck!