Zhang Jun was stunned, it was the first time that someone had spoken to him in such a tone of superiority, and he actually used the word nether mortal to him. But he wasn't annoyed, his mind was racing, who was this person? He called me a mortal in the lower realm, could it be that he was the pride of the great world, otherwise how could he be so arrogant? At the same time, he carefully looked at the other person, and felt that this person had nothing unusual except for the vertical eyes in the center of his eyebrows.

Turning his mind around, he asked, "Who are you?"

The young man nodded, with a hint of sarcasm on his face, he didn't answer Zhang Jun's question, and said to himself: "Yes, although you mortals in the Nether Realm are humble and lowly, there are still one or two people with better qualifications who are qualified to break into the trial ground. But you're so unlucky to have met me, and as a descendant of the great Three-Eyed Clan, I won't let a humble creature like you continue to climb the ladder. ”

Zhang Jun's eyes became cold, and the other party's condescending face, the mentality of treating him as a mustard, and the hateful ridicule on his face successfully aroused his murderous intentions. He doesn't care about the Three-Eyed Clan, this guy in front of him has already disgusted him, so it's better to get rid of it quickly. But before that, he still had something to ask, and he said expressionlessly, "Which big world do you Three-Eyed Clan belong to?"

After hearing this, the young man laughed "haha", with a mocking and disdainful face: "Big world? Do you mean the kind of cage that nether mortals have built in the wastelands? How could that kind of prison-like garbage dump raise the great Three-Eyed people? Now kneel, O lowly man, and accept the fate of death! ”

Speaking of this, the three-eyed youth's right palm was raised high, and then slammed into the first. He didn't use any special means, just simply smashed down with a fist, and the fist was surrounded by runes. Zhang Jun is no stranger to this kind of rune, and when his strength reaches more than 100,000 catties, he also produces this kind of rune, which is a symbol of supreme strength.

However, he was openly fearless, snorted heavily, flipped his right palm and met it, and slapped the opponent's fist violently. Before the fist and the palm of the hand touched, the force field runes formed by the two sides collided violently, bursting out with dense lightning, flying all over the sky, and thousands of lightning beams, frantically splashing in all directions. Then, when the fists collided, Zhang Jun felt that his palm hit a piece of pig iron, which shook his palm and made half of his body numb.

The three-eyed young man's feeling was even stronger, and there was a sharp pain in his fist, and the three phalanges broke off with a "click", and then the elbow joint of his right arm was shattered at once. The powerful force of the shock caused strong damage to his body in an instant. There was an expression of utter shock on his face, like a timid woman seeing a terrifying ghost, her mouth wide open and full of horror.

Zhang Jun held it up with one palm, and the supreme hegemony accumulated in his body was released, and he suddenly felt extremely comfortable. He had already discovered that the more he used this kind of power with all his might, the more comfortable his whole body became, and the stronger his physique became. It's a pity that he rarely encounters this kind of opportunity to shoot with all his strength and devote himself to the enemy. At this time, when he encountered an enemy who could make him hail with all his might, he was immediately excited, roared wildly, and bombarded him with another punch.

The three-eyed youth was already speechless in shock, and could only meet Zhang Jun's stormy attack with all his strength. Punch after punch, kick after kick, each blow has the power of opening stones and cracking gold, collapsing mountains and seas, and forming a crushing trend in terms of strength.

"Plop puff!"

The three-eyed young man's arms were broken, his joints were shattered, and he really couldn't meet it, so his chest, back, and head began to be attacked violently continuously. With each attack, his blood spurted wildly, but his blood was not red, but silver-cyan, very weird, with a faint fragrance.

"Damn bitch, you dare to make a move on the people of the Three-Eyed Clan, damn it, damn it!" The three-eyed young man cursed, his eyes full of disbelief and resentment, but he soon couldn't scream, because Zhang Jun stepped on his chest cavity with one foot, and his heart and lung lobes were squeezed out and exposed, and the severe pain made him unable to speak immediately.

Hit until the other party couldn't fight back, Zhang Jun stopped, he kicked the three-eyed young man in the head, and said coldly: "Hey, why don't you continue to look down on me now?" Aren't you Three-Eyed Clan amazing?"

The young man kept squirting silver-blue blood, not saying a word, just glaring at him fiercely.

"Sue me, where are you from, and why are you in the land of trials?" Zhang Jun asked him if he wanted to figure out what was going on.

"You will not die a good death, a lowly creature! Your flesh will be ground into powder, your tendons will be kneaded into ropes, your bones will be used as firewood, and your soul will be burned day and night by spiritual fire until it dies. The three-eyed youth roared.

"I'm so scared to death." Zhang Jundao, "But before that, I'll let you live better than die." ”

The three-eyed young man saw that the nether mortal in front of him pulled out a sword from his body, and began to slowly cut his flesh with the blade, the first sword picked off one of his fingernails, and the severe pain made him howl miserably, and his heart was filled with fear, and he roared, "What do you want to do?"

"In our lower realm, there is a punishment called Ling Chi. Ling Chi is to use a knife to slowly cut people to death, so it is also called a live chop, a thousand knives. Don't worry, my methods are very clever, I won't let you die if I don't cut you 10,000 knives. Zhang Jun said lightly.

The three-eyed young man felt that his heart was cold, as if he had fallen into the abyss, and he said in a trembling voice, "You...... You can't do this. ”

"Why can't I?" The True Martial Sword in Zhang Jun's hand trembled, cutting off a piece of his chest muscle, causing the other party to scream again, "Look, I'm already cutting." ”

The Three-Eyed Youth was finally afraid, any creature was afraid of death, and the Three-Eyed Clan was no exception, he screamed and said sharply, "What do you want to do, what do you want to do?"

"Answer my question." Zhang Jun kept his hands on his hands and continued to cut meat, "When I'm satisfied, I'll stop when I'm satisfied." If you are not satisfied, I will keep cutting until 10,000 knives, and then I will cut you to death with one knife. ”

"I say, I'll say anything." The three-eyed young man couldn't bear it anymore and finally relented.

Zhang Jun patted his face mockingly, and said, "To answer my first question, where are you from and why are you here?"

Upon interrogation, he learns that the Three-Eyed Clan is a race in the wastelands. When he heard the news at first glance, he was shocked beyond comprehension, there were actually living beings in the wasteland? How can there be living beings? And such a powerful creature! And the next inquiry shocked his heart even more, and the tide of thought rolled.

It turned out that there was more than one race living in the wasteland, known as the Hundred Races, and the Three-Eyed Clan was just one of the inconspicuous races. Since a long time ago, they have sent young Zhuang people into this trial every few years to gain stronger strength. It is very simple for them to enter the Ancient Holy Land, there is a special passage to enter, and it is not as troublesome as the people of the Netherworld, and they have to gather twelve manifest powers to open it.

With a few simple questions, Zhang Jun gained a lot of information, and when he was about to ask again, the three-eyed young man's body suddenly emitted silver light, and his body gradually became empty. "Humble creature, lowly species, I will not let you go!" With his roar, his form completely vanished.

Zhang Jun frowned, he could see that the other party had secretly used some kind of escape secret technique. He only asked a few questions, and there were many questions that needed to be answered, but he didn't expect the other party to run away like this. He shook his head and said, "Keep going, maybe you will encounter this heart realm alien race."

He had no answer as to why there were zài creatures in the wasteland, so he could only continue to go up to see if he was lucky enough to meet another one. However, he was disappointed, twenty-eighth, thirty, and forty, until he reached the sixtieth step exhausted, and still failed to meet the alien race again. Sixty steps were the limit of his ability, and when he was so tired that he fell on the stairs, a clear light appeared in front of him.

Above the clear light, an ancient book appeared, on which were written the four big characters of "Yuan Shi Zhenjing", as well as a golden sword hilt, the body of the gong is quadrangular, with three fingers thick, about one and a half meters long. As soon as he saw these two things, his eyes lit up, and he muttered: "This Yuan Shi Zhen Jing is extraordinary at first glance, I don't know how this is true?"

He held the mirror body and lifted it, but he didn't lift it for the first time, and he couldn't help but be stunned. You know, he mentioned it casually just now, not to mention that he had the strength of 10,000 catties or 20,000 catties, but he couldn't pick it up! He then strengthened a little, and then lifted the mace, and checked it in his hand, feeling that this thing has forty or fifty thousand catties to say the least!

"It's so heavy!" He couldn't help but be shocked, you must know that Sun Monkey in the mythological novel, his golden hoop stick is only 13,500 catties!

He waved the treasure mace, and suddenly there were hundreds of millions of runes filling the space, ghosts howling, the wind suddenly rising, and the thunder sounded, so startled that his hand trembled, and he almost threw away the treasure mace.

"Good boy, what kind of treasure is it, how can it be so powerful?" He hesitated, just got a treasure?

However, he didn't have time to think too much before he was teleported out by a ray of light, and the next moment he appeared on the altar. Unbeknownst to him, not long after he left, two silver-robed three-eyed old men appeared in his place, the sixtieth step of the ladder. The two old men looked solemn, and one of them said, "Amazing! actually broke into the sixtieth level for the first time, for thousands of years, this kind of achievement seems to have only been achieved by the person named Shen Tianjun back then, right?"

Another silver-robed old man: "As soon as this person grows up, he will be very terrifying. But it doesn't matter, after all, it's the humble creatures below, and it doesn't deserve our attention. ”

"Can't be careless, in the past ten years, the qi of heaven and earth has changed, and the era of wiping seems to be about to pass, and the future will be a world of pride, we must be prepared."

"We Three-Eyed Clan are only one of the weakest races, so why should we bother with such a big thing? It's a pity to let the man go, otherwise I would have killed him and vented my anger to the children in the family. ”

After the two finished speaking, they disappeared into thin air.

Zhang Jun and the four of them all returned safely, and naturally Li Daojun's questioning was indispensable. At the same time, the first position of the Ancient Holy Land, Wutian was still wandering among the monsters, tirelessly killing monsters to improve his strength. He doesn't have Zhang Jun's Buddha eyes, nor does he have Zhang Jun's combat power, but he can persevere, so gradually, his strength has also reached a terrifying Cheng dù, exceeding 300,000 catties!

When his strength was strong enough, he finally stopped hunting monsters, and instead came to a mountain wall in the wasteland, with an excited expression on his face, he said to himself, "That's right, a dozen times in a row, this is undoubtedly the place." Hey! I have worked hard for nearly a month, and finally accumulated 300,000 catties of huge power, and this power is an absolute power, and if you cooperate with the secret technique, you can break the shackles and break the barriers! ”

His eyes stared at the stone wall and looked at it, and finally let out a long roar, and his whole body erupted with infinite power, and a black light was generated in his palm, and then slapped his palm towards the stone wall. Suddenly, under the action of supreme power and secret methods, a pitch-black and distant black hole appeared on the stone wall, like a swirling black cloud, and it was not known where it led.

Wutian laughed: "Finally found the passage, good, good!" Then he threw himself in without hesitation, and the man disappeared, and the black hole disappeared. No one knows where Wutian went, whether he was dead or alive, and his news was not released until years later.

said that after Zhang Jun and the four came out, they were all called by Li Daojun and asked them about their experiences in detail. All four of them came out alive and greatly improved their strength, which made Li Daojun extremely happy. Especially Zhang Jun, his strength in the Ancient Holy Land reached an astonishing two million. Even if he returns to the real world now, his strength has exceeded 100,000 catties, reaching 129,000 catties, which is undoubtedly an extremely terrifying number, and it still belongs to the range of absolute power.

And with Zhang Jun's appearance, the genius conference also came to an end. However, Zhang Jun still couldn't leave, because as a person in the Daomen, several old immortals in the secret realm of the Daomen wanted to see them. Zhang Jun was not enthusiastic about this, but he had to go.

When Zhang Jun was taken away from Yaochi by Li Daojun and went to the secret realm to visit the old immortals, Jiang Lao Er and the corpse demon had been talking for a long time. Time rewinds to a few hours ago, Jiang Lao Er made an appointment to meet the corpse demon in the Holy Realm. The corpse demon looked at the beautiful scenery in the holy realm and said indifferently, "Let's get down to business."

Jiang Lao Er looked at the corpse demon vigilantly, the other party was the demon after all, he couldn't be careless, and said, "You said you know the news of the treasury?"

"Of course I do, because I have occupied countless bodies, and the owner of one of them knows the secrets of the treasury very well." The corpse demon said lightly, "Jiang Daojun, if you help me catch that girl named Qinglian, I am willing to tell the secrets of the treasury." ”

Even as a Daojun, Jiang Laoer's heart jumped suddenly, and he stared at the corpse demon: "Why don't you open it yourself, is that little girl more important than the treasury?"

The corpse demon laughed strangely: "I am a demon, and the things in the treasury are useless to me!" On the contrary, that girl is an innocent body, as long as I occupy her sea of consciousness, I am expected to impact the Daluo Demon Realm! Comparing the two, I naturally chose the latter. Therefore, this cooperation is mutually beneficial, and there is no conflict of interest, I think Jiang Daojun has no reason to refuse! ”

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