Chapter 722: Poor

The thunderbolt in the clear sky made the hearts of the entire crew shake, and it was a kind of anger that came from the inadvertent nature of the soul.

"Teacher, do you mean to chase the past?" Xiao Xiao asked tentatively.

Wang Zheng nodded: "The style of the Immortal Sword Qi just now has the Origin True Qi of the Teacher in it, and that True Qi will not let the demigods find out, but will leave a trace of the void under the sword intent of the Three Tyrants of the Teacher, as long as you follow the map all the way, you can chase and kill the past." ”

When Xiao Xiao heard this, he became excited, and he rubbed his hands, looking at the posture, as if he could solve it alone. We, ·····

Wang Zheng looked around, looking at the young people who were eager to try, and couldn't help rolling his eyes: "You are not even cannon fodder." ”

After speaking, Wang Zheng also pointed to the 100,000 puppets, and the vast majority of them immediately wilted. Of the 100,000 puppets, the worst ones are all third-order, which makes them very faceless......

However, it is also very normal, these 100,000 puppets come from the most powerful group of existence refining in the Legend of Mortal Immortal Cultivation, and such an existence can destroy them with a wave of his hand, and the puppets refined will naturally not be bad.

A war machine that is enough to make any big force fearful, if it weren't for Wang Zheng's ability to have the right hand of God, if the human world wanted to have such a terrifying army, I am afraid it would have to go through countless years of accumulation.

Seeing that everyone seemed to have been poured cold water, Wang Zheng smiled with satisfaction and waved his hand towards a powerful illusionist in the Wanbao Pavilion:

"Please let a few of you escort the crew back, the drama will not be filmed for the time being, this seat must let the Western Continent know that the heavenly and human warriors cannot be bullied. ”

Seeing the magic spaceship escape into the depths of the void, Wang Zheng relieved his heart, stretched out his hand and wiped it on his forehead, and suddenly an evil rune appeared in the center of his eyebrows, blooming with blood-colored brilliance.

Martial Arts Heavenly Eye!

The Demon Eye at this moment can be regarded as a real Martial Dao Heavenly Eye, even stronger than the ordinary Martial Dao Heavenly Eye.

As soon as the Martial Dao Heavenly Eye came out, the entire heaven and earth became completely different in Wang Zheng's eyes, everything was bizarre, and the rules of heaven and earth were unprecedentedly clear in front of Wang Zheng's eyes.

In Wang Zheng's eyes, the whole world is not the appearance in the eyes of normal people, but the fundamental composition of rules and truths.

For such a world, Wang Zheng just glanced at it and didn't look at it much, there was no way, he was dizzy......

Even, Wang Zheng is very sure that if he didn't just watch it, but also immersed himself in it, there would only be two.

One is that the martial arts of a certain department have improved by leaps and bounds. One is that everything in oneself returns to heaven and earth, that is, the transformation of the Tao.

The world in the eyes of the celestial and human martial artists is so dangerous at all, I have to say that cultivation is a matter of walking on thin ice from beginning to end.

The blood-colored essence gaze scanned the void, and a sinuous sword mark appeared in Wang Zheng's eyes, the sword mark was like a white cloud, and it was difficult to find even in the foundation of the world composed of rules.

If it weren't for the fact that the sword qi and Wang Zheng came out of the same source, I am afraid that Wang Zheng would have to play for a long time to find out where the sword qi is, and even more Huang Luo's sword qi meandered in the endless void, intermittently but connected to each other.

The sword qi manifested, Wang Zheng no longer hesitated, and took one step, relying on the influence of the heavenly and human martial arts body's body on heaven and earth, he knocked out a void passage in one step.

This step is not as simple as it seems, but has been carefully deduced. This can be seen from the narrow sword wire in the space passage alone.

Following the traction of the sword wire, Wang Zheng almost shrunk into the void passage. Around the Void Passage, the rapidly changing scene reminded Wang Zheng of his position across thousands of mountains and rivers in an instant.

"Hmm...... Glory Empire, Beamon Kingdom, Is this going to the Orc Realm?"

Wang Zheng, who now has a very deep understanding of the topography of the Western Continent, can roughly analyze his current destination just by looking at the places he has passed.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for all the buildings to become rough in the fleeting picture, and a wild and wild atmosphere came to the face.

"There are still differences between the East and the West, although there are many great demons in the East, but the demon race itself does not exist in the form of a kingdom.

Even the dragon race, the unicorn, the peacock and other divine beast races are like this. Compared with the kingdom system in the West, the demon clan in the East is more like a tribal system......"

However, before Wang Zheng could carefully appreciate the different customs and customs, the winding sword light constructed by a trace of cloud qi was lost.

Seeing this, Wang Zheng's eyes flashed, this is it.

Following the guidance of the sword light, the next moment, Wang Zheng appeared above the sky. A cold current suddenly swept towards Wang Zheng, but the physique of the celestial and human warriors was no longer interested in such a weather change.

Wang Zheng glanced around like no one else, and found that this was still the north of the orc country, where the endless ice field was.

The ice houses stand tall in the wind and snow, different from the majestic atmosphere of the Winter City of the Frost Giants, here is more of the wisdom and simplicity accumulated over thousands of years.

One life after another shuttled through the wind and snow, Wang Zheng fixed his eyes and saw that the good guys were all cold-tolerant races of the Arctic Ice Field.

As for the cultivation of these beings, they are basically at the first and second levels, and only a few have reached the third order.

The frost wolf clan that was supposed to appear here did not appear, but Wang Zheng glanced at it and already knew where they were hiding.

I saw that a radius of thousands of miles, like a small country, with a big city as the core, countless small villages and towns with stars and moons, branched out on the ice field.

And every city, even the villages and towns, has a statue made of the ice of the underworld in the most central place.

The statue is an elegant and handsome man, and infinite cold air escapes from the statue, and countless believers meditate and pray around the statue.

"Good fellow, before you become a god, you have already begun to develop believers. Is it better to say that you are far-sighted, or are you hopeless and idle?"

Seeing this scene, Wang Zheng didn't know where he had come to the other party's base camp, where the nest was.

"Gods do not dwell with people, and as gods, they have to maintain their sense of power and mystery. Even the descendants of God should also have a sense of nobility. So ......"

Wang Zheng's gaze looked at the central city, where the statue was even larger, and directly above the statue, a small world loomed.

"Poor ......"

After looking at the small world for a while, Wang Zheng said such a sentence with a sense of superiority.