After a period of bombardment, the clouds in the sky became thin, as if they had run out of energy. And as the dust around the thunder and lightning did not fall, a straight figure still stood firmly in the position of the thunder and lightning bombardment. After the thunder and lightning ended, Zhu Kunming swept the dust off his body with a smile, and his light appearance made people stunned.

Bu Jingyun looked at Zhu Kunming's figure with complicated eyes, and held the peerless sword tightly with both hands, because of the strength of such a blow, Bu Jingyun knew that he couldn't bear it.

"Boom ....." The thunder and lightning in the sky converged again, and Shi Wuzun raised the Great Evil King in his hand, constantly mobilizing the vitality of heaven and earth.

"Open!" The seven-star sword in Zhu Kunming's hand pointed to the sky, and a golden light flew out of the sword, soaring into the clouds.

The original sky was covered with dark clouds, but as the golden light rose, the sky was a golden red. The black clouds slowly dispersed, and the sun shone again on the earth.

"Poof....." Shi Wuzun's Nine Heavens Thunder is a technique in the Great Evil King, although this is a trick he relies on the Great Evil King, but once he is broken by Zhu Kun's name, he still suffers from the backlash.

Shi Wuzun stared at Zhu Kunming deadly, and Zhu Kunming looked at Shi Wuzun's looking gaze and shook his head with a smile.

"This trick is quite innovative, but the power is a little worse!"

Zhu Kunming flew up again with the story, and walked towards Shi Wuzun with one palm.

Shi Wuzun hurriedly raised the Great Evil King to resist, and Zhu Kunming slapped the Great Evil King's knife with a palm.

Zhu Kunming's palm looked light, but the force that came from it sent Shi Wuzun directly into the main hall.

There was a dead silence all around, and the two of Fengyun, who saw Zhu Kunming's shot for the first time, opened their mouths, and Nameless also swallowed and foamed softly.

"Why? The Great Evil King is the number one divine soldier in the world, how can I be defeated! Shi Wuzun carried the Great Evil King and walked out of the hall in despair.

Seeing that Shi Wuzun Zhu Kunming's body disappeared in an instant, and then appeared next to Shi Wuzun, he flew up and hit it again.

Shi Wuzun looked at the palm that flew to his chest and repeated the knife to block, but Zhu Kunming changed his palm to a fist halfway, and hit Shi Wuzun's abdomen firmly.

Shi Wuzun spurted out a mouthful of blood and flew out upside down again, Zhu Kunming took two steps forward, and snatched the Great Evil King before Shi Wuzun landed.

"The knife is good, but the person may not be good!" Zhu Kunming fiddled with the Great Evil King in his hand and said casually.

"Kill me!"

Shi Wuzun lowered his head when he heard the sound and closed his eyes in resignation.

"Okay....."

The Great Evil King in Zhu Kunming's hand threw it, and then kicked it on the hilt of the knife, kicking the blade of the Great Evil King towards Shi Wuzun.

Life and death are on the line. There is a mountain range in the Central Plains, from Gansu to Henan through Shaanxi in the west, and it is called Zhuling.

The depths of Zhuling are inaccessible, and unlike the silence of the past, there is a group of people walking in the deep mountains of Zhuling today.

Zhu Kunming, who was holding the seven-star sword, took the lead in front of him, followed by Wu Wuving, Xu Fu, Pig Emperor, Xiongba, Sword Saint, Nameless, Nie Feng, Bu Jingyun and others. And not far from Zhu Kunming's side, a red-robed monk bowed his head and followed everyone's footsteps.

This monk is Shi Wuzun, Zhu Kunming did not kill him that day because it is not a shameful thing to be defeated and die in the rivers and lakes, and although the death of the Sword Emperor made Zhu Kunming feel very sorry, but the death of the Sword Emperor was fair and dignified, Zhu Kunming not only did not feel sad about the death of the Sword Emperor but was proud of him, because this is the best destination for a warrior.

The so-called revenge and hatred will only happen after being humiliated in the rivers and lakes, and no one will blame others for the fair battle, and if you want to blame, you can only blame yourself for not being proficient in learning.

Zhu Kunming and his entourage of ten people walked in the dense jungle of Zhuling, the Sword Emperor who had originally seen the Divine Dragon was dead, although there was a route left by the Divine Dragon, everyone was still dizzy in Zhuling, and they could not find a trace of the existence of the Divine Dragon.

However, everyone present is a master of one by one, although the mountain path is tortuous and difficult, everyone is still constantly turning over and overage, constantly narrowing the scope of search.

"Boom la la ....."

The jungle was lush on both sides, and a clear river came into view through the trees.

"We've searched all over Zhuling, we've already searched for everything else except this thousand miles away, and we don't know where the divine dragon went!"

Everyone sat down by the stream, except for Zhu Kunming, who drank his own wine, everyone else took the stream water with their hands and ate the dry food they brought with them.

The mountains are inaccessible, and everyone is bent on the matter of the dragon, and now that the food is about to run out, they can't care about the dignity of any master.

"Old ghost!" The Pig Emperor sat on the ground, looked at the stream in front of him, and looked at the wine jug in Zhu Kunming's hand.

Zhu Kunming glanced up at him, drank without saying a word, and lightly tapped his fingers on the seven-star sword.

"Old ghost, this wine doesn't taste good!" The pig emperor patted his ass and stood up from the ground, and walked to Zhu Kunming's side flatteringly.

"It's not delicious!" Zhu Kunming glanced at the Pig Emperor, still drinking by himself.

With the words of the Pig Emperor, everyone focused on Zhu Kunming's body, and after searching for many days, the wine that everyone was carrying at that time had long been exhausted, and only Zhu Kunming could still drink wine every day as always, as if his wine was endless.

"It's not delicious! I don't believe it, come, let my old pig taste it! The Pig Emperor stood beside Zhu Kunming with a smile on his face, constantly rubbing his hands.

"Fuck off!" Zhu Kunming doesn't look at the Pig Emperor, after so many years of getting along, Zhu Kunming already knows the character of the Pig Emperor, this Pig Emperor is a stubborn donkey who doesn't go backwards, you can't give him a good face.

"Old ghost, this stream is so sweet, my old pig keeps the wine for you, you can also go and drink a few sips of water!" The pig emperor did not relentlessly surround Zhu Kunming to fight? While spinning, he was unwilling to give up even if Zhu Kunming didn't say a word.

"Really!" Zhu Kunming was annoyed by the Pig Emperor, and waved his hand suddenly.

A strong wind blew, and the pig emperor only felt that it was not the wind that was blowing in front of him, but the falling rocks on the top of the mountain, and flew out upside down with a strange scream.

"Puff ....."

"Oops, drowning! Drowned! ”

The body of the pig emperor fell into the water, and the not deep river water only reached the waist of the pig emperor, and the pig emperor sat in the water like this, and his two hands kept fluttering, and the clear river water was muddied in an instant.

The Pig Emperor's martial arts are not low, and his age is not much younger than that of Xiongba. So looking at the appearance of the pig emperor, everyone shook their heads and said nothing, and they couldn't even drink the river water.

The Pig Emperor was frolicking in the water as if unconsciously, and for the sake of Zhu Kunming's face, everyone also frowned, and then ate dry food without saying a word.

"What is this!" Just when everyone ignored it, the pig emperor suddenly sighed softly, and his fat body seemed to block something.

(End of chapter)