The evil fairy serves wine, which has a unique style. The sword chanting of the fire lin made the picture of the evil fairy serving wine alive.

After all, picture and sound complement each other, and as a director, Wang Zheng understands this better than anyone else.

I don't know why, looking at Wang Zheng, who sincerely respects Zhuxian Jianzun because of his story, he is obviously full of evil and fierce, but in Lao Li's eyes at this moment, he is no longer as infiltrating as before.

Call!

I don't know what came to mind, maybe it was affected by such an atmosphere, Lao Li sighed and looked at the sky blankly.

At this moment, Lao Li's hair is white, his face is mediocre, and he looks a little crane bone fairy style, and the appearance of a master makes people have a little respect at first sight.

And beside him, I, Wang Zheng, who is fluttering in white, is another extreme, also a fairy wind bone, but an evil immortal.

But there is an unexpected harmony between these two people who have completely different breaths, standing there.

"Swing a sword for obsession...... Such a person, even if he is seated, cannot be missed.

Lao Li, lead the way. I'm going to see what the last immortal in the Eastern Continent is!"

After a while, Wang Zheng sighed with emotion, and then looked at Lao Li with blazing eyes. looked at Lao Li with a spirit, and said without thinking about it:

"Go to the place where Zhuxian Jianzun sits? You don't want to die? Although Zhuxian Jianzun is poor and white, and there is no inheritance left, but that's not a place where you and I can go?

Even if your cultivation power is stronger than mine, I don't know how much, but you must know that a place where a celestial or even a higher-level martial artist sits, even if it is really poor and white, will definitely make the Quartet move.

Fortunately, the news has not completely spread out, and everyone is trying to hide it. But now we can't get in, that's the martial will and sword qi of the Zhuxian Sword Venerable, who can force it in?

When the sword qi dissipates, even if you try your best to conceal it, the big forces and many strong people should come. ”

Like a machine gun, Lao Li said a lot suddenly. Obviously, no matter how good Lao Li looks, it is not a good product in the final analysis.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have looked like he had a life-and-death enmity with that young man, otherwise he wouldn't have faced such a big temptation and spared his life so much.

You must know that even if the Zhuxian Sword Venerable Huang Jian Jiuyi is poor and two white, he still has eight swords! Especially the eighth one-Zhuxian Sword!

That's a supreme divine weapon that can kill immortals!

In the face of Zhuxian Sword, he can still stay calm, I can only say that Lao Li is too desperate for his life, just like before, if the momentum is not right, he will run away when he finds an opportunity!

"If you're afraid of death, I'm not afraid of death?" Wang Zheng glanced at him with a smile, and then said quietly: "Don't worry, just take me to the place where Zhuxian Jianzun sits, just stare at the place where Zhuxian Jianzun sits, as long as you bring your brains over, don't be too greedy, even if someone can't get used to me, as long as you can't kill me in seconds, I can go." ”

Wang Zheng's tone was full of confidence. In fact, it is. With the Demon Sealing Battle Armor on his body, as long as it is not a means for the divine soul, Wang Zheng still has a certain amount of self-preservation.

And those strong people, or people from the Holy Land, may not be consumed by Wang Zheng's tank, after all, the place of sitting is the most important.

Feeling the confidence in Wang Zheng's words, Lao Li knew that this young man must have his own reliance, as for himself, in the face of this evil immortal, he seemed to have to cultivate the sword, and he had to follow it, and he had to follow it, and he had no choice at all.

In the end, Lao Li resigned himself to his fate in frustration, and took Wang Zheng towards the place where Zhuxian Jianzun was seated.

It was an unusually ordinary cave, and there were obvious signs of great battles around the cave, but now, there was not a single life before the cave.

Because around that calm cave, there is an extremely terrifying sword qi hidden!

However, ten miles away from the cave, it was filled with dense crowds.

A sturdy old man with golden hair and a sparkle in his eyes, with a young man who was as dejected as his grandson, stood in front of a group of golden-robed monks, without any true yuan circulation, but the air was much hotter out of thin air.

There was also a thin old man with a long beard, leading a group of monks in green robes, and the strong breath of life was revealed on this group of people.

Just by the breath, you can know that these two groups of forces are officially the biggest forces around them - the Golden Fire Sect and the Changchun Valley!

In addition to the two major forces, there are also all kinds of monks gathered here, there are warriors and cultivators, as well as a small number of warriors and magicians.

However, most of these people get together in twos and threes, and there are dozens of people together. Compared with the vast lineup of hundreds of people and thousands of people in the Golden Fire Sect and Changchun Valley, I don't know how much worse.

But they are also not weak, although they can't keep warm with each other, but these people who are scattered and small forces add up, there are tens of thousands of people!

And among these tens of thousands of people, except for Jin Changgui and Changchun Valley powerhouses, which are also considered to be the top powerhouses in the fourth order, the vast majority of them are third-order cultivators.

There are only a very few people who are at the peak level of the second order, but these people are becoming fewer and fewer, Xiao Mengxin sees so many big guys here, can he not leave?

Even when Wang Zheng first came, he was stunned!

I have heard Lao Li say that there are many people in this place, but I haven't heard that there are many people like this, and most of them are third-order powerhouses!

However, Wang Zheng thought about the vastness of Zhongzhou's territory, the richness of its products, and the prosperity of civilization, and Wang Zheng could accept it.

After all, it's been two months since this happened, and no matter how much you hide the news, you can't hide it for long. There are so many third-order powerhouses, it is estimated that they are all powerhouses who come from the surroundings.

If you count the arrivals, the estimated number will only be more terrifying.

"MD, it's good that my brother put away the Huolin Sword before he came. Otherwise, under the Flying Immortal Sword Realm, the evil aura of the Huolin Sword will be added, and the existence of the brother himself will be like a firefly in the night sky......"

took Lao Li to the crowd, Wang Zheng's eyes gently swept over Jin Changgui, who sank into the water, and Jin Changsheng, who was crying and mourning beside him.

This Nima, these many people, if Jin Changsheng is recognized, hundreds of Golden Fire Sect monks must not beat themselves out of?

Ordinary Golden Fire Sect monks can say that those two Yuan Infant powerhouses are not vegetarians!

With such thoughts, Wang Zheng plunged into the crowd under Lao Li's incomprehensible gaze, his breath was restrained, and he became a little transparent.

However, Jin Changsheng didn't see Wang Zheng, it doesn't mean that the cultivators in the Yuan Infant Stage didn't see Wang Zheng.

Almost as soon as Wang Zheng appeared, the brows of a white-clothed figure quietly furrowed, and a pair of beautiful eyes subconsciously looked at Wang Zheng, his eyes were cold, and he didn't know what he was thinking. 21010