At the top of the starlight of Tiangang Peak, Tiangang did not pour into Chu Zheng's body, and he strengthened every trace of his flesh and blood in a circular manner, until in the end he could no longer absorb a single trace. As the Tiangang around his body gathered more and more, until it was strong enough to break through Chu Zheng's defenses, at this time, the Tiangang Yuan Magnet in his body and the surrounding Tiangang frantically rushed to the Divine Court like a river that broke the embankment.

The wall of the Divine Court shook for a while, and finally scattered with a bang, but the energy in the Divine Court and outside the Divine Court converged with about ten zhang outside, and the wall of the Divine Court was rebuilt.

At this moment, Chu Zheng advanced to Qi Refining Chenggang, the most powerful Qi Refining Chenggang in history, and the most powerful Jindan Qi Refiner.

With the expansion of the Divine Court, Chu Zheng was like a huge funnel, and the Tiangang Qi in the sky poured into the Divine Court like an influx, pouring into the limbs and hundreds of remains.

Halfway up the mountain, Fang Xiyan let out a long sigh of relief, Chu Zheng's promotion caused too many Tiangang, too chaotic, and too irritable, if it were other monks, they would have turned into ashes thousands of times.

"Tian Yuan Bafang, I am Tian Yuan. With a soft drink, Chu Zheng's figure slowly rose into the air, absorbing all the Tiangang in the sky, and the sky was still clear and clear, and the stars appeared in the daytime.

Slowly opening his eyes, Chu Zheng fell from the top of the mountain with his hands behind his back in front of Fang Xiyan. It doesn't need any mana, it only needs the guidance and push of Yuan Magnetism, but the speed surpasses the Xuantian Vertical at the peak of Yupin. The howling wind and snow around Fang Xiyan rolled outward one after another, as if they were pushed by an invisible force field and couldn't get close.

"Congratulations to Chu Dutong for advancing to Qi Refining Chenggang, Chu Dutong's condensation of Tiangang is simply eye-opening and breathtaking. Fang Xiyan's eyes were shining, and under heaven and man, she only dared to open her eyes in front of Chu Zheng.

"There is a labor girl who has been waiting for a long time!" Chu Zheng smiled faintly, "But Miss Fang should call me Jindan Monk in the future, now, I am the Jindan, the Jindan of the ancient Qi Refiner." ”

This is the first time that Chu Zheng has admitted his identity in this world, the Ancient Qi Refiner, the Jindan Period.

Fang Xiyan smiled slightly. She had already guessed that since she knew that Chu Zheng was cultivating the power of heaven and earth, she had guessed that Chu Zheng had returned to his roots and was an ancient qi refiner. However, Chu Zheng's admission still made her happy, which was a kind of recognition.

"Congratulations to Young Master Chu. Xia Yingfei came to bow and salute, more respectful than ever. It was the first time she saw Chu Zheng cultivating, and she was really frightened.

Chu Zheng nodded with a smile, turned his head to look halfway up the mountain, and suddenly reached out and grabbed it, and the qi that had just risen again converged towards Chu Zheng's right hand with the whistling sound of wind and snow. In a moment, Chu Zheng spread out his palms, and there were two small snowballs the size of quail eggs in his palms.

Two small snowballs floated in front of the second daughter, and Chu Zheng said: "A small greeting gift, you can resist it if you put it on your body...... Brother Jindan struck. ”

Chu Zheng wanted to say that he could resist the blow of the Yuanying Monk, but Song Jiaying and other Yuanying Monks really couldn't resist it, the same cultivation was a different world, and the difference in the combat effectiveness of different people could not be reasoned.

The second daughter thanked her, and Chu recruited a floating boat, and took the second daughter and the little snowman to fly to Nanguang County.

Namguang Guard Square outside Namko-gun. At this moment, the buildings around the Guard Square were completely demolished, and tens of thousands of monks gathered here in a crowded crowd, and more monks were converging here.

This battle not only involves the ups and downs of the luck and morale of the two worlds, but also the third place on the Qingxuan Talent List, which is a name that people look up to, as long as the monks who can come come here.

There is a three-zhang wide passage on the south side of the square, and a burly young monk in the center of the square is holding a black long knife, and the black flames on the long knife are burning.

Behind the young man, nine monks stood in a staggered position, then ninety-nine monks formed a large formation, and finally Wang Bo stood there alone.

Behind Wang Bo was a viewing platform, on which there were only four seats, but now no one was seated.

"Who is the one standing first?" asked a Jindan monk. The monk standing in the center of the square was very young, no more than thirty years old, but his cultivation had already reached the peak of Qi refining, and what especially made his eyes shrink was that this person seemed to be a volcano about to erupt, bringing him an extremely strong sense of danger.

The other monks next to him shook their heads, or said they didn't know. With the entrance to the viewing platform as the central axis, the east is the monk of the Xuanlu world, and the west is the monk of the black fire world, and the two sides are completely separated.

"I don't even know the young sect master of my family, it's really unheard. I burn the Young Sect Master of the Burning Sky Sect, the Martial Monarch, the King of the King!"

"The Xuanlu World wouldn't really think that Chu Zheng Jindan was invincible in refining qi. ”

"The young sect master of my family has been in retreat and penance for all these years, as long as Chu Zheng dares to come, he will definitely die under the knife of my young sect master. ”

"What kind of thing is Chu Zheng! My young sect master ......"

Woo!

There was a terrible sword roar, and a sword light like a black horse fell from the sky.

The speed of this sword light is extremely fast, but this sword light is completely composed of black flames, but this black flame does not emit the slightest fluctuation, it is just a sword light.

With a snort, the last Qi Refining Chenggang Monk to speak, along with the three monks behind him, was split in half with a snap, and the two-petaled body rose up without the slightest temperature before it fell, and the flames dispersed and there was only messy ashes on the ground.

The long black knife in Liejun's hand moved down, pointing diagonally at the ground again. killed three people with a knife, and Liejun didn't say a word from beginning to end.

The surroundings of the square were quiet again, and both the monks of the Xuanlu World and the Black Fire World were silent at the moment.

"Old man, how about you look at my grandson? Praise when you should praise, Lao Tzu will not blush. The arrogant and domineering and thick voice suddenly sounded, and everyone followed the prestige to see that there were already four people sitting on the viewing platform at this moment, the leftmost one was a black-faced man who was nearly a foot tall, dressed in black clothes and black armor, with an open chest and arms, a leopard's head and eyes, and a beard on his face like a hedgehog, and his voice was even more thunderous. This man sat down on a chair with a golden knife, holding a wine jar in his left hand.

Sitting next to him was an old man in a soap-robed face with a white beard, to the right of the old man was a child in a long robe with a single color, and next to the child was a charming woman in a purple dress.

"Meet the Sect Master!"

"Meet the Sect Master!"

Like a tsunami in the mountains, tens of thousands of monks bowed and saluted. The black-faced man waved his hand impatiently and looked directly at the old man, the old man was Song Zesheng's secret guard Nineteen Masters, and next to him were Song Zesheng and Song Jiaying.

The soap-robed old man glanced lightly at the Liejun who was standing with a knife, and nodded slightly after a moment.

"I'll just say that my grandson is good!Grandson, Chu Zheng didn't even know his mother when he came!"

Song Zesheng pursed his lips and didn't speak, Song Jiaying sat there like a beautiful girl, and a faint but repulsive smile appeared on her face. Burning Empty said to himself: "My grandson is much stronger than his old son. Twenty-nine this year, but three years ago, he was already at the peak of Qi refining Chenggang, but he wanted to surpass Lao Tzu, so he has been suppressing cultivation. Chu Zheng, the bastard who knew what to say, dared to challenge me in the Black Fire World, so I asked him not to retreat, and beat Chu Zheng first and then retreat. As long as he can kill Chu Zheng, Lao Tzu immediately doesn't care about his Lao Tzu and his fucking affairs!"

A middle-aged man standing behind the Burning Void said with a smile: "My young sect master fought for an hour with the hundredth person on the Qingxuan Talent List at that time three years ago, and finally ran out of strength and was defeated. The Qingxuan Talent List is only potential, not strength. ”

The middle-aged words were deliberately said, and the 100,000 people next to the square heard them clearly. The melody world monk who had just been provoked by the burning sky immediately died down.

After all, the Qingxuan Talent List refers to potential, not strength. No matter how great Chu Zheng's potential is, after all, he has only just entered the Golden Pill, and he can be invincible among ordinary monks of the same level, but compared to the same genius, he is ten years older, and he is at the peak of Qi refining......

The monks of the Xuanlu World were even more apprehensive in their hearts.

"Is Chu Zheng here?" Burning Sky looked at it for a moment, patted his thigh and laughed: "I knew that this bastard didn't dare to come haha...... Uh, this bastard really dares to come! Damn, I have to wait until Lao Tzu says he doesn't dare to come!"

The monks of the Xuanlu World were all speechless, and they all followed the gaze of the burning sky, and the people of the Black Fire World had already seen it, and they also looked at the southern sky.

The huge floating boat in the sky suddenly disappeared, and four figures slowly descended from the sky, landing in the passage left on the south side of the square. Immediately, the pace was not fast or slow, and he walked calmly and calmly towards the square in front of him.

The nearly 100,000 monks around the square suddenly became nervous.

is here, Chu Zheng is really here as promised!

An old man in a black robe stood at the edge of the square in a flash, and the aura of the peak of the Yuan Infant around him rose suddenly, and the huge momentum instantly pressed towards Chu Zheng, and at the same time said loudly: "Chu Zheng, I have prepared three levels for you in the Black Fire World. In the first level, I, the Young Sect Master of the Black Fire World Incineration Sky Sect, will personally meet you. In the second level, the nine peak Qi Refining Chenggang cultivators in my Black Fire World formed a small formation. In the third level, ninety-nine Qi Refining Chenggang and Jindan Monks formed a slightly larger formation, and I want to ask you for advice. After the third level, you are looking for Wang Bo, but it depends on whether you can pass the first level. ”

Chu Zheng walked calmly, he didn't look at the old man from beginning to end, the old man's so-called Yuan Ying momentum was even more like nothing, and his eyes always looked at Wang Bo on the other side of the square.

Wang Bo looked directly at Chu Zheng's gaze at the beginning, and then had to dodge the calm but huge oppressive eyes, and finally bowed deeply with a sincere expression: "Dutong." ”

Chu Zheng still walked forward, and said in a flat tone: "You are not my subordinate, and you are only loyal to me for a short time. So I don't blame you for taking refuge in the Black Fire World, everyone has to live, and it is difficult to live in the chaotic era, and they have to live better. I understand your choice, but you shouldn't be implicated in tens of thousands of innocent civilians. War has always been a matter between monks. ”

Slowly stopping, Chu Zheng turned his head to look at the tens of thousands of monks in the Xuanlu World, and asked, "Are you happy to kill all the people who stand in your way in seconds, or are you more happy to have a more exciting fight?"