At this moment, there were at least hundreds of powerhouses of the Saint Monarch realm who appeared opposite Zhang Zichen, and they all sneered with hideous faces.

All of them are Zhang Zichen's enemies, and they all want to kill Zhang Zichen!

"Zhang Zichen, your time of death has come!"

"Zhang Zichen, you give me death!"

"Kill him! Kill Zhang Zichen! Snatch the treasure from him!"

Under the shouts of hundreds of top powerhouses, countless sharp blades turned into rays of light and rushed towards Zhang Zichen.

These people are so powerful, so strong that Zhang Zichen doesn't have the slightest ability to resist.

Rumble!

In the end, these countless sharp blades slammed into Zhang Zichen's body, sending out an earth-shattering explosion.

"Ahh!!hh

Suddenly, Zhang Zichen, who was asleep on the chair, suddenly woke up, screaming fiercely, he looked around reflexively, but found that the immortal hall was empty, the huge immortal hall, except for him, there was no one else.

"It turned out to be just a dream!"

Zhang Zichen gasped and reached out to touch his face, but he found that his face was covered with cold sweat.

It was only at this time that Zhang Zichen felt that his body was unusually wet, and it turned out that he was wet with cold sweat all over his body.

Everything just now was too real, and it was all what Zhang Zichen was thinking about.

Zhang Zichen hopes that the Nine Heavens Xuannu is He Huimin, and he is often worried, afraid that he will be killed by enemies such as the Fire Clan and the Earth Clan, and these have become a reality in his dreams.

Because of this, Zhang Zichen felt that this dream was so real.

"Alas, this is called thinking day and night!"

Zhang Zichen sighed, took out a little true qi, and steamed all the cold sweat on his clothes.

Then, Zhang Zichen sat down weakly in the chair.

When others are bored, they can meditate and concentrate on cultivation, but Zhang Zichen is stuck, and he has no intention of cultivating at all.

"Alas, I'm just an idler now, I can't cultivate, I can't do anything. ”

Zhang Zichen was very troubled, once he had nothing to do, then these dreams like the one just now would definitely appear again.

This kind of dream is too scary, Zhang Zichen doesn't want to have such a dream again, he is afraid that one day his dream will come true.

"I can't do anything right now. ”

"So where am I going, what am I going to do?"

Zhang Zichen was thinking.

Go to the Western Wilderness and Return to the Ruins Realm?

After all, Zhang Zichen's master, Xiao Jianshan, went to the Western Wilderness Ruins Realm to cultivate.

It's a dangerous thing to do, but it's a good idea.

What else can you do but go to the Western Wilderness Ruins Realm?

When Zhang Zichen entered the undersea illusion realm, he obtained the inheritance of Penglai Zhenren, obtained the power of the Great Emperor of half of his cells, and also obtained the artifact Black Crystal Divine Sword.

Moreover, the eldest brother of Su Mei'er and Mitian and others, the gods of the first of the ten demon generals of the demon race, were also imprisoned in North Hellice.

It's also a good choice to try your luck here, and of course, if you can save the real people and gods of Penglai, that's even better.

Thinking of this, Zhang Zichen was in a good mood.

Under his own leadership, Penglai Immortal Island has gradually developed and grown, there are monks in the Holy Monarch realm, there are many monks in the True Monarch realm, and the monks in the Daluo Golden Immortal Realm are also increasing.

In this short period of more than 100 years, Zhang Zichen has developed Penglai Xiandao to an unimaginable point.

You must know that the former Penglai Immortal Island has undergone millions of years of development, not to mention the realm of the Holy Monarch, even if it is the realm of the True Monarch, there is only one such as Xiao Jianshan.

And now?

Now on Penglai Immortal Island, there are probably not a few people who can defeat Xiao Jianshan.

It's fun to think about it.

But at this moment, Zhang Zichen's brows suddenly furrowed.

"Kim!"

The light in Zhang Zichen's eyes dissipated at this moment again, Xiao Jin disappeared, and this time he disappeared for nearly a hundred years.

Not to mention that Xiao Jin saved his life several times, even if Xiao Jin didn't save his life, Zhang Zichen had already treated Xiao Jin as his relatives and friends.

Now, it is missing, but Zhang Zichen does not have any news of Xiaojin, which is what makes him the most sad.

"Alas, I really hope that the little Jinji people have their own natural appearance, and I hope that it will not die. ”

Zhang Zichen sighed, although Xiao Jin was gone, he also arranged for Chen Zhanfeng to investigate everywhere, and only hoped that he could find out Xiao Jin's whereabouts as soon as possible.

At this time, Zhang Zichen took a deep breath and suddenly stood up from the chair.

"Since there is no news from Xiaojin for the time being, then I'll go to business first!"

Zhang Zichen decided to go to the Northern Netherworld first to see if he could rescue Penglai Zhenren and the gods.

If they can be rescued, it will be a great joy for everyone, if they can't be rescued, then Zhang Zichen can be regarded as having figured out the situation, and when he is strong in the future, he must rescue them.

Zhang Zichen, who was originally extremely bored, became energetic after having these two plans.

Finally, Zhang Zichen felt that he had a new life.

After that, Zhang Zichen came to the valley, said hello to the Longevity God Turtle, and told him that he wanted to go to the Northern Netherlands.

"The Northern Netherlands?" Hearing this, the Shou God Turtle fell into deep thought.

Millions of years ago, the Northern Underworld Ghosts were very active, and they repeatedly wanted to conquer the Ten States of the Heavenly Realm.

At that time, it can be said that the real people were struggling to make a living, and countless monks and ordinary people died tragically at the hands of the Northern Evil Spirit.

But in that era, countless geniuses and strong people were born, and three emperors and five emperors directly appeared on the Heavenly Continent, and the eight of them joined forces to defeat the king of the Northern Netherworld, forcing those who wanted to invade the Ten States of the Heavenly Realm The Northern Netherworld suffered heavy losses, and finally the army was defeated like a mountain and retreated into the Northern Netherworld.

Although at that time, although the Shoushen Turtle did not directly participate in this war, and the Penglai Zhenren who entered the state of madness was also sealed by the Purple Emperor under the thirty-three heavenly prisons of the North Underworld Iceland, it was rumored in the world that it was flying everywhere.

For these histories, although the turtle still knows very well.

In the words of the Longevity God Turtle, the land of the Northern Underworld, the strange ghosts of the Northern Underworld, this is not a big guy that Zhang Zichen can afford to provoke.

Although the Shoushen Turtle sighed and said, "Zhang Zichen, do you want to go to the Northern Netherworld to save your master?"

"Hmm!" Zhang Zichen nodded affirmatively, "Penglai Zhenren is the founding patriarch of our Penglai Immortal Island, and I have obtained the inheritance of my ancestor again, and I have the obligation to save him." ”

"This ......," although the Shou Shen Turtle hesitated, "I don't want to say more, I just hope that the master's anger will subside and he will no longer go mad." ”

Zhang Zichen smiled, he already had a way to deal with the anger brought about by cultivating the "Ancient Chaos Technique".

Zhang Zichen went to the Kunlun Sacred Realm and obtained a Tianshan Snow Lotus, Zhang Zichen believed that with the remaining fourteen lotus petals, he would be able to suppress the anger in his and Penglai Zhenren's bodies, at least for a short time, they would no longer have to worry about being controlled by the anger to control their divine sense, causing them to go mad.