In the secret room where the broken divine weapons were stacked, the sword was wandering in the air, like a naughty child, rushing left and right, and he was full of joy.

This scene is an eye-opener in the eyes of Luo Wuxian and the painting nothingness.

Even for Zhong Zihao, he could clearly feel that the sword at this moment was very different from before.

If it is said that the former sword has given birth to consciousness, like an ignorant baby, then at this moment it is a child. He can also communicate his joys, sorrows and sorrows more clearly, except that he can't speak, which is not much different from a child.

As soon as the three of them walked to the entrance of the secret room, the sword of the slashing god turned into a streamer, and it kept circling around Zhong Zihao, and at the same time, a thought came out: "Master, I have grown up!"

Zhong Zihao chuckled, raised his hand and spread his palm, and the sword swept back by itself, lying comfortably in the palm of his hand. Gently stroking the sword body, he could feel the joy of the sword spirit, and an impatient emotion.

"Okay, okay, I'll take you out, there will definitely be a chance for you to drink blood. ”

When the painting on the side heard this, he suddenly had a feeling that the big demon king was teaching bad little devils.

"Buzz!"

Hearing this, the sword trembled slightly, and the humming sound spread through the secret room.

The three of them saw it clearly, and on the sword body, which was as smooth as a mirror, there was an extra rune at some point. This rune is extremely weird, and Rao can't recognize it with Zhong Zihao's array knowledge, so I don't know what effect it has.

A few people didn't linger, turned around and walked towards the exit of the emperor's tomb, it has been a short time since they came here, and everyone who wants to come to the Xuantian Realm is already very anxious.

Especially Painting Void and Luo Wuxi, they have been locked up here for several years, and they are excited to see their old friends who have come to the Nine Heavens World together after they go out.

Even a certain product thought evilly: It is said that Liekong and Liang Bianyun and others now only have the cultivation of the Divine Realm, and when Lao Tzu goes out, he will definitely be able to abuse them well.

The speed of the group was extremely fast, and it didn't take long for them to come to the gray barrier.

After getting a glimpse of the inheritance of the previous Void Heavenly Emperor, the three of them already had an understanding of the gray enchantment, Zhong Zihao and Luo Wuxian tore out empty-handed, and the painting of the Void Heaven was unfolded, and after a faint spatial fluctuation, the three of them had already appeared outside the enchantment.

"What are you waiting for, hurry up to Mirror Lake to see the so-called Netherworld Blood Guard, Lao Tzu is ready to challenge one by one. "Halfway through the painting, he immediately stopped," uh...... The one called Zhan Changkong can't be counted. ”

"Hahaha!"

Luo Wuxian was in a good mood, and couldn't help laughing when he heard this.

"Congratulations to the triumphant returns, we've been waiting for a long time. ”

At this moment, a cold voice suddenly sounded, and several powerful figures walked out from the corner in front of them. One of them is Wan Chong, whose eyes are gloomy.

Zhong Zihao didn't expect that this group of guys was so patient, how long had passed, and they were still outside the enchantment.

At the same time, an irrepressible killing intent suddenly rose, since the Void Heavenly Palace would not compromise to put itself to death, even if it could not compete with that behemoth now, it would kill all the lackeys they sent.

"If you have waited a long time, I will not let you down. ”

At the same time as Zhong Zihao answered, he saw the three people behind Wan Chong slowly walking out, ranking in three directions, and immediately shouted: "Do it!"

"Howler!"

As soon as Luo Wuji's words fell, the strange umbrella that had evolved into an artifact slammed out, and in the agitation of the source power, a brilliant flame erupted and swooped out to the front right.

"Let's see which of us takes out the opponent first!"

The painting is not far behind, and once the ruler of the sky is moved, the space in front of him can no longer withstand this coercion, and it slashes down with a devastating wave. His goal was to be a supreme realm powerhouse in the middle.

"You two are shameless!"

Zhong Zihao scolded lightly, and his body turned into an afterimage and floated out, rushing towards the strongest of the three, who was the late stage of the Supreme Realm.

And the opponents chosen by those two were only mid-stage Supreme Realm cultivators.

The three of them are all demons who can kill the enemy beyond the ranks, and their combat power cannot be seen only by cultivation, although they are only in the early stage of the Supreme Realm, they are not afraid of enemies stronger than themselves.

However, the two of them also have self-knowledge, and in terms of combat power alone, they are still a certain distance from Zhong Zihao.

Between the jokes, a big battle broke out on the three battlefields at the same time, and Wan Chong clasped his hands in front of his chest and watched coldly.

Listening to His Royal Highness Mo Cheng, these people are all demons who are proficient in the way of space, and their natural combat power is not inferior to that of themselves and others, especially one of them, who can even be compared to the emperor.

Wan Chong naturally didn't believe it, just let a few subordinates test it, even if he died in battle, he would not feel distressed, as long as he was here, there would be no accidents.

But it was said that Painting Void and Luo Wuxian dealt with a strong enemy who was a realm higher, although the pressure was extremely high, but they could still cope with it, not to mention that there was a divine weapon with a greatly increased level in hand, just with the elusive body of the two of them, there would be no problem in saving their lives.

Zhong Zihao had just unsheathed the long sword, and there was a sword sound that resounded throughout the audience, and now the sword seemed to be more excited than the owner, like a naughty boy, the bright sword slashed through the air, and the stone chips in the cave were flying, so it was not lively.

"Sneer......"

A spear burst out of the air, and a terrifying momentum fell from the sky, like a spirit snake flying in the sky, and where it passed along the way, the void was crushed into a deep crack.

Zhong Zihao's face was calm, and between his breath and breath, an extremely rich evil aura filled the audience, only to see a gray horse training wandering in the air, and the palpitating breath of death came at the same time.

"Broken Void!"

This is the first time he has used an artifact-grade slashing sword to sacrifice this killing move prompted by evil qi.

In an instant, a terrifying coercion that destroyed the world filled every corner, and the space shook violently, as if an ancient demon god was about to break out of the sky.

"Boom!"

The earth-shattering roar made everyone almost deaf, and the space at the center of the explosion was scattered and cracked like a spider's web, and the two of them exploded back more than ten feet away at the same time, both looking at each other with solemn faces.

This battle is also the first time Zhong Zihao has faced a life-and-death duel since he was promoted to the Supreme Realm, he originally thought that with the advantage of the artifact, he would be able to gain the upper hand in the later stage of the Supreme Realm, but he didn't expect that the powerhouse of the Void Heavenly Palace was so extraordinary.

And the strong man who fought with him was even more shocked, unbelievable, when there was a difference of two ranks, the other party could actually fight to a draw with him, no wonder His Highness had to get rid of him quickly.

"Khooth!"

As the sound of this Qingyue sword resounded, the sword of the slashing god moved again, and under the urging of the surging source force, a sun-like sword light erupted, and it attacked and killed the strong man again.

The two exchanged swords and spears, and they couldn't tell the winner when it came to tea.

Zhong Zihao's majestic soul shrouded the audience, but the situation of the two battlefields of Painting Void and Luo Wuxian was similar, and the most important thing was that Wan Chong, whose strength was unfathomable, was already impatient, and his breath was surging, and he could make a move at any time.

"Senior Brother Luo, Brother Painting, fight quickly!"

(End of chapter)