Zhao Yingying and Zhou Qian's faces changed, and their eyes quickly looked around. I saw that there was still a blue sky all around, and there was no trace of clouds.

At this moment, a dark cloud three hundred zhang away in front of him cracked a crack as if it had been torn apart, and a middle-aged man dressed in a dark robe with a gloomy face stepped out of the dark cloud and stood in the air.

"The little guy is worthy of being the one who makes the prince jealous, and he really has some doorways, so it's not in vain to let me come in person. The middle-aged man praised Chu Zheng coldly, and then looked at a white cloud thousands of feet away behind the three of them.

"Are you the prince's person? Why doesn't the old man know!" The white clouds rolled, and a middle-aged man dressed in cyan leather shoulders, cyan shorts on his lower body, cyan boots, and a cyan stick in his hand, his face was blue, and he walked out of the white clouds and blocked Zhou Qian in more than ten steps in a row.

The gloomy face of the Jin Dan monk stared at the other party coldly, "Zhou Yuanqing, I only came today to kill Chu Zheng, do you want to stop me?"

Zhou Yuanqing snorted and said, "The old man is just to protect Zhou Qian!"

"That's good!"

Jin Dan raised his hand and pointed at Chu Zheng, and shouted: "Divine Soul Slash!"

With a bang, a pitch-black knife appeared directly between Chu Zheng's eyebrows in the blink of an eye, across a distance of three hundred zhang, this black knife was silent, but looking at it was terrifying, Zhao Yingying and Zhou Qian next to them only felt goosebumps all over their bodies. Moreover, the attack speed of this black knife far exceeds that of ordinary spells, and even exceeds the speed of people's thinking, which is simply unguardable, it is really terrifying.

Bang!

With a muffled sound, the black knife stabbed Chu Zheng in the forehead, and Chu Zheng only felt that the wall of his Divine Court seemed to be smashed hard by someone with a heavy hammer, and the Divine Court trembled slightly. Then a black aura frantically penetrated around the wall of the Divine Court, but the wall of the Divine Court was quite tight and solid, and the black aura could never penetrate.

Chu Zheng rubbed his head.

No wounds, no blood.

Raising his head, he looked at the middle-aged Jin Dan on the opposite side suspiciously, and was meeting the other party's more puzzled gaze.

Next to her, Zhao Yingying looked at Chu Zheng, and then at Jin Dan's middle age. She just seemed to see a black knife slashed at Chu Zheng's forehead, and then the knife shattered. It's just that...... Why didn't Chu Zheng do anything? The other party was teasing Chu Zheng?

Zhou Qian looked at Chu Zheng, and then at the Jindan monk. In a trance, he also saw a black knife stabbed on Chu Zheng's head, and he didn't have time to open his mouth and shout carefully, but Chu Zheng rubbed his head, it's okay!

Zhou Yuanqing, who was standing in front of Zhou Qian, was even more shocked, the cyan long stick in his hand tightened, and he looked at the middle-aged Jin Dan opposite in shock, and then slowly turned his head to look at Chu Zheng who was touching his head.

Zhou Yuanqing's Qi refining Chenggang monk is also an elder of the royal family, and he has come into contact with a lot of classic exercises and secret methods. He knew better than anyone present that the attack unleashed by the middle-aged man in front of him was not a combat skill, nor was it a spell. The black knife didn't exist at all, or was it a black knife imprinted in the image of his own spirit, as if he had imagined the appearance of a black knife out of thin air. He had only seen such an attack in the classics of the Imperial Treasure Pavilion, and this kind of attack was ...... Divine Soul Attack!

The Divine Soul attack speed is the fastest, and he directly kills people invisibly, and he can't protect Zhou Qian in the face of the Divine Soul attack. It's just that...... Why is the Divine Soul Attack useless? What's going on? Could it be that I guessed wrong?

Just when all kinds of thoughts came to Zhou Yuanqing's mind, Chu Zheng was already very sure that the other party was casting a divine soul attack. He had not only read the classics of the Great Zhou Imperial Family, but also the classics of the Ten Thousand Law Sects in the trial scene, and even knew more than ten kinds of secret methods for divine soul attacks. What the Jindan monk in front of him was performing was a divine soul attack, but the divine soul condensation was very scattered, the attack power was insufficient, and this divine soul condensed was very mixed, as if a lot of divine soul power was kneaded into everything, but it was not fused. There is only one possibility in this situation, the opponent's Divine Soul Attack Secret Method is very low-level, and the most important thing is that the opponent's cultivation is ...... Shinto!

"Divine Soul Slash!" Monk Jin Dan roared, and the second black knife suddenly appeared between Chu Zheng's eyebrows. He didn't believe it, his invincible attack didn't work on this little guy, and then the black knife stabbed Chu Zheng on the forehead before everyone could react. And then...... And then there is no more!

Feeling the black aura that was twice as rich as outside the walls of the Divine Court, Chu Zheng quickly recalled the memories in his mind. He had never encountered such a situation, nor had he seen it in the texts. Although he was only an ancient qi refiner in the innate stage, what he had created now was the Divine Court, and it was the Divine Court opened up by the cultivation of the Heavenly Beings! This felt like a Divine Dao monk in the Jindan Stage attacking the Heavenly Man, and it had no effect! It was just that there was really no Jindan monk who had died to launch a Divine Soul attack on the Heavenly Man before, and Chu Zheng had no way of knowing how to deal with it.

At this moment, there was a sudden buzz, and the golden-purple sermon of "Sitting and Forgetting the Sutra" in the divine court was flying all over the sky, and the golden-purple fonts were shining brightly, and Chu Zheng felt a deep attraction, a desire to devour, and this desire came from his own clone.

As soon as his mind moved, a gap was revealed in the defense of the wall of the Divine Court, and the black aura poured into the Divine Court like a flood that opened the floodgates, and pounced on Chu Zheng's clone who was sitting in the center.

Airplanes......

Suddenly, the light bloomed. The golden-purple text of "Sitting and Forgetting the Sutra" in the Divine Court burst out with dazzling light, and the Qingtong Tablet engraved with "Sitting and Forgetting the Sutra" on the edge of the Divine Court emitted a bronze light and enveloped all corners of the Divine Court. The black aura that broke into the divine court was like sunlight piercing the dark clouds under the illumination of the bronze light, and it disappeared in a moment, and a formless, qualityless, and colorless aura converged towards Chu Zheng's clone.

Feeling the changes in the Divine Court, Chu Zheng did not hesitate, and the clone did not make any resistance, and these breaths merged into the position of the clone Divine Court. The doppelganger only felt refreshed like he had never felt before, and the breath that belonged to the human was rapidly rising.

Per cent!

The changes in the Divine Court Chu Zheng immediately concluded that his Divine Soul strength had increased by one percent!

Zhao Yingying looked at Monk Jindan, and then at Chu Zheng......

Zhou Qian looked at Brother Jindan, and then looked at Chu Zheng......

Zhou Yuanqing also looked at Brother Jindan, and then at Chu Zheng......

"Ahh......h Suddenly, Chu Zheng let out a short and abrupt scream, spread out his right hand and covered his face vigorously, squatting in the air in pain and shaking.

"Bastard!"

On the other side, the Jindan monk roared angrily, pointed at Chu Zheng and scolded: "The reaction is so slow, Lao Tzu thinks that my secret method has failed!

"Soul Slash!"

The black knife descended again, and with a single sword, it sank into Chu Zheng's forehead and directly entered the divine court. The bronze light in the divine court bloomed, and these divine soul origins were once again absorbed by Chu Zheng's clone! As for the lack of screams, is it really too slow?

Chu Zheng really didn't think how good his acting skills were, otherwise he wouldn't cover his face and not let others see his expression. And at this moment, he was carefully feeling the power of the Divine Soul Origin illuminated by the bronze light just now.

The power contained in the opponent's Divine Soul when it slashed into his Divine Court was equal to the size of the Origin Power after the Bronze Light was purified, without any loss. Moreover, the complex attributes of the Divine Soul Slash attack are not consistent, including pious prayers, angry roars, strong hatred, and vast and profound kindness. This made Chu Zheng even more curious about the so-called Shinto of the Jindan monk opposite.

"I'll beat you!" Zhao Yingying, who was still at a loss at first, suddenly felt a pain in her heart when she saw Chu Zheng's painful appearance, and without thinking about it, she pinched the trick with her left hand and took out a sky blue folding fan from her arms with her right hand, and opened it forward with a bang. A pale blue ice mist rattled towards the Jindan monk in the distance, and the cold light flickered in the ice mist, and the pieces of ice ballast were densely packed like flowers blooming.

Zhou Qian was not indifferent, he took a step out of the sheath of the long knife and roared: "Flame Slash!" A fiery red sword light slashed towards the other party with a swift and peerless light.

It's just that the two sides are three hundred zhang apart, whether it is Zhou Qian's flame slash or Zhao Yingying's ice mist, after flying a distance of one hundred zhang, it spreads rapidly, and when it shoots in front of the Jindan monk, the monk's robe sleeve waved, and the two attacks immediately collapse.

"The ignorant little baby dares to make a move to the deity!" Jin Dan looked at the two of them in a middle-aged manner.

Zhou Yuanchu stepped out and blocked Zhou Qian's face again, pointed the long stick in his hand, and said angrily: "I don't care if you are the prince's person or not, but today the old man will not hurt Zhou Qian!"

"Bastard!" Brother Jin Dan was furious, his right hand moved forward, and a black knife appeared in the center of Zhou Yuanchu's eyebrows. But Zhou Yuanchu had already prepared, and roared when he stepped out: "Open!"

A roar was like a thunderbolt exploding, and Zhou Yuanchu's body rose with a powerful and rich power of qi and blood, and as soon as this power of qi and blood appeared, it was like a burning flame, and the air boiled under the power of qi and blood.

Zhou Yuanchu didn't know much about Divine Soul attacks, but the limited introduction to the classics mentioned that there were only two best ways to deal with Divine Soul attacks, one was to have a magic weapon for Divine Soul defense, and the second was to have a powerful power of qi and blood. Zhou Yuanchu didn't need to be angry, he was fully prepared to stimulate the power of qi and blood.

Bang!

The black knife had not yet stabbed Zhou Yuanchu, and suddenly collided with his qi and blood power, under the power of Zhou Yuanchu's qi and blood like cooking oil in a blazing fire, the black knife immediately collapsed, and Zhou Yuanchu's face was a little pale with just a slight flicker. Immediately after that, Zhou Yuanchu's illusory wings flapped suddenly, and the next moment, an afterimage was left behind him, which had already crossed a hundred zhang.

The Shinto monk's face changed, and his body moved and flew into the distance. Fa Xiu taboos and martial arts in close combat, while Shinto monks taboo powerful martial arts cultivators, no matter how you calculate it, you can't let Zhou Yuanchu get close.

The two chased and fled in the air, and the Shinto monk's escape method was obviously not ordinary, Zhou Yuanchu had not been able to close the distance, allowing him to circle around Chu Zheng, but he had no time to strike again.

"Hahaha! I didn't expect that there were still people who wanted to kill Chu Zheng like the old man!"

At this moment, there was an arrogant laughter in the distance, and a red-faced monk in a robe flew quickly, and the momentum around his body rose and his mana fluctuated.

Come, Brother Jindan!