"Hugh the door, open!"

The second gate of the Eight Gates Dunjia opened, and an extremely terrifying aura gushed out of Zhang Chen's thin body.

At the moment when the aura emerged, Qi Hao and the others around were almost out of breath.

The aura was swirling, the dragon slaying sword made a faint sword sound, Zhang Chen's voice was indifferent, and said: "It's up to you, I'm afraid I can't keep us, it's better to act as if nothing happened, what do you think?" ”

"Arrogance!"

Wan Wanxiang's face sank, and he said in a cold tone: "Youji, these Qingyun juniors will be handed over to you to clean up, remember to protect Yao'er's safety." ”

"Yes, Sect Master."

When the words fell, 10,000 people poured out of their robes and robes, and the vast evil aura permeated out, and the figure appeared in front of Zhang Chen's eyes like a ghost, and the black aura in the palm of his palm was permeated, and he slapped it out with one palm.

"Sonorous!"

However, opening the second gate of the Eight Gates Dunjia, Zhang Chen's strength skyrocketed by three times, and his aura far exceeded the peak of the Nine Folds of Jindan, even if he did not enter the Yuan Infant Realm, the gap was not too big.

In the flash of light, the dragon slaying sword was horizontal in front of his chest, the sword body collided with the palm print, and the sound of metal hitting echoed around.

The palm collided with the Dragon Slaying Sword, and two completely different energies started a tug-of-war.

Feeling Zhang Chen's terrifying strength, the killing intent of tens of thousands of people skyrocketed in their hearts.

"Dragon Slaying Sword ......"

Seeing the Dragon Slaying Sword, thousands of people couldn't help but think of Wan Jianyi under the Qingyun Sect a hundred years ago, and sneered: "You Qingyun are really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger, and the elders of the district have the strength far beyond the first one, even if it is a junior, this seat has to take action to leave you behind." ”

"Groan—"

Holding the hilt of the sword, with a backhand pull, the sharp cyan sword qi came out of the sword, and where the sword passed, the trees were cut into two sections.

For a while, the fierce aura on the body of ten thousand people was also forced back by three points.

Under the pressure of the Yuanying Realm cultivators, he glanced at Lu Xueqi and the others who were dealing with Youji, and Zhang Chen said secretly: "System, bring me two Rejuvenation Pills." ”

"Ding, 400 points have been deducted, please check the host."

The system prompt fell, Zhang Chen's index finger brushed over the Sumeru ring, and two green Rejuvenation Pills appeared in his hands.

Throwing the two Resurrection Pills into his mouth, Zhang Chen spit out a mouthful of heat in his mouth, and shouted in a low voice: "The Third Life Gate, open!" ”

"Boom!"

The green shadow flashed in his eyes, and the vast air waves swept out with Zhang Chen as the center, and the gravel flew and the dust flew.

The coercion of the Yuanying Realm permeated out, Zhang Chen just stood in place, the sense of oppression came to his face, and the color of thousands of people suddenly changed.

A mouthful of turbid breath came out of his mouth, and the dragon slaying sword stabbed into the sky, and before he could open his mouth to recite the incantation, the sky was already swept into clouds, turning into a whirlpool, and trembling violently.

"Nine Heavens Xuansha, turned into divine thunder.

Huanghuang Tianwei, lead it with a sword! ”

The ancient spell reverberated mysteriously in the sky, and Zhang Chen was wearing a white robe above the sky, like an unsheathed divine sword.

The sky darkened in an instant, and a huge and deep dark vortex swirled rapidly in the sky, lightning and thunder, and the wind howled.

In the mountains behind Kongsang Mountain, within a radius of dozens of miles, birds and beasts are all frightened to huddle in their nests under this coercion, wailing all over the wilderness.

A few miles away, Lu Xueqi and the others froze and looked at Zhang Chen's location in unison.

"Excalibur Thunder Technique!"

As Qingyun disciples, Qi Hao and the others naturally recognized the Zhenshan thaumaturgy of this Qingyun Sect, and what frightened them was not the true skill of the Divine Sword and Thunder, but the horror of the young man's strength in the void.

The figure of ten thousand people was suspended in the void, and the pupils were full of solemnity.

In the depths of the black clouds, under the sword of slaying the dragon, Zhang Chen's aura was permeated all around, the wind was howling more and more urgently, and with a long roar, the electric rays in the sky were all drunk, and they spread far away, as if tearing the heavens and the earth.

In the depths of the clouds, countless lightning rays quickly gathered, and the sound of thunder was endless, and half a moment later, in the depths of the dark whirlpool, huge lightning rays converged, ran down, and finally landed on the dragon slaying sword.

Chop!

The brilliant sword pillar slashed down with thunder, and roared into the sky.

Groaning –

Between heaven and earth, only the sound of the sword echoes!

Bang!

Suddenly, a huge roar exploded, the mountain behind Kongsang Mountain collapsed and cracked, and the wind howled.

Two minutes later, the dust settled, the smoke and dust dispersed with the wind, and I saw a four-legged and two-eared statue of the ghost king in front of him, and the cyan Ding furnace was suspended in front of him.

After the bombardment, the feet of the two were already full of devastation, and there was a trace of blood hanging on the corner of their mouths, their faces were gloomy as water, staring at the young man dozens of feet away, and said: "Okay, what a divine sword and thunder true trick!" ”

Zhang Chen's face was indifferent, his voice was clear, and he said: "I said it, you can't keep me, if you continue to fight like this, I'm afraid that it will involve the battle between the two realms, if you think it doesn't matter, I'm happy to accompany you." ”

When the words fell, the faces of the ten thousand people were cloudy.

Although the Demon Sect has made a comeback, the other branches have their own agendas, and they have not yet reached the situation of starting a war with the righteous path.

Glancing at the faint sword marks on Fu Long Ding, ten thousand people converged their evil qi and put Fu Long Ding away.

"You are by no means a good type, you must have a purpose in Qingyun, why don't you come to the Ghost King Sect, and the position of the deputy sect master will be done for you, what do you think?"

"I'm not interested in joining the Demon Cult."

Zhang Chen shook his head slightly, now that the righteous path is prosperous, the Demon Sect is the Demon Sect after all, not that he looks down on the Demon Sect, but there is nothing he wants in it.

"Hmph."

Ten thousand people snorted coldly, and said: "You should have obtained the first volume of the Book of Heaven in the Dripping Blood Cave, and this king has the second volume in his hands, how about we exchange it?" ”

"The Book of Heaven is engraved on the stone tablet and has been buried in the Dripping Blood Cave, if the Ten Thousand Sect Master does not dislike it, I will use the method of Heavenly Book cultivation to exchange the second volume of the Book of Heaven with you, what do you think?"

It's not that Zhang Chen doesn't want the second volume of the Book of Heaven, it's that he can only come up with the method of cultivation now, and the mystery of the law can be said, but who knows if the Ten Thousand Sect Master believes it or not.

Moreover, the Book of Heaven has been devoured by Qinglian and completely disappeared, and it is impossible for him to say this kind of thing.

“……。”

"Lingyu Zhenren, the next time we meet, it will be when Qingyun falls."

With a cruel sentence, the ghost king turned around and left, exchanging the method of cultivation for the complete second volume of the Heavenly Book, which was simply a fool's dream.

Since the first volume of the Heavenly Book was still in the Dripping Blood Cave, he had to find a way to enter the Dripping Blood Cave once.

When the ghost king left, a trace of blood flowed down the corner of Zhang Chen's mouth, and his originally ruddy face immediately turned pale.

Closing the Eight Doors Dunjia, the figure fell on the branches, sitting cross-legged, Zhang Chen immediately ran his mind.

Opening the third gate, although it can burst out in a short period of time with the strength of a Dollar Infant Realm monk, the load on the body is not ordinarily large.

If it were an ordinary monk who forcibly opened the third gate, I am afraid that his veins would have already been broken.

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