In the West, Wang Zheng has not shed much blood, if someone accidentally fuses his blood, and it is passed down from generation to generation, it can have a blood connection with Wang Zheng.

Of course, this connection is already very weak, and it doesn't exist to trace the cause and effect and curse Wang Zheng with this connection.

"With a dragon soul and my blood, this kid's creation is not shallow. ”

Wang Zheng looked at the young man, and a thought of wanting to get close rose in his heart.

Thinking about it for a lifetime, Wang Zheng walked towards the young man. Touching the young man who was more than a head shorter than himself with his shoulder, Wang Zheng blinked, and said with a harmless smile:

"This little brother, which holy garment are you targeting?"

The young man glanced at Wang Zheng, his expression was very cold, and he didn't pay attention to Wang Zheng at all.

Wang Zheng pursed his lips, and after begging for a boring look, he no longer went to self-acknowledgment, but watched the so-called Galaxy Ring unfold with interest.

In the so-called Galaxy Ring, the challenge is divided into two in total, one is the heart and the other is the power.

In terms of spirituality, the test is set by the powerhouses of the Holy Domain level, and only those who can pass the test are qualified to step into the galactic ring.

In terms of strength, it is naturally a fight!

After all, there are too many people who come here, if everyone goes to understand the holy clothes, then how can they play?

Only young people who are strong, or have potential, are qualified to touch the sacred garments. Moreover, it can only be young people.

Only in this way can the Holy Domain take the power of the Holy Clothes into its own hands, and can it be a complete and powerful force.

The battle of the teenagers is not exciting.

After all, the young man who can come here is not a wonderful person, and such a character is divided by various forces when he shows signs early.

In a place like the Holy Domain, where the wishers take the bait, the vast majority of disciples are more of those who are determined in their hearts.

The boys' battles were too naïve, and in Wang Zheng's eyes, they were as boring as rock-paper-scissors.

However, looking at the disciples who had matured a lot on the first high platform in the ring, Wang Zheng watched it with relish.

"My name is Shiro, and I'm from the Troubled Sea. My goal is the Draco Sacred Vestment!"

Finally, the young man Wang Zheng was very interested in appeared, it seemed to be similar to his temperament, he didn't say anything, after briefly introducing himself, he began to wait for his opponent.

There are more calm teenagers, but as a strong man in the holy realm, he is still a creature close to nature like an elf, and now Jialan, who is the king of the elves, can see the difference of the teenager.

I saw a smile on Jialan's handsome face:

"So, boy, can you tell me why you want to become a Saint Seiya?"

The young man was silent for a while, and finally raised his head and said in a firm tone:

"I'm going to get stronger!"

"I want to become very strong! The only thing I can get in touch with is the Saint Seiya who is the easiest to become stronger. ”

"That'...... If you become a Saint Seiya, what do you want the Sanctuary to do to you?"

As if seeing the firmness in the young man's heart, the smile on Jialan's face remained unchanged and continued to ask the next question.

The young man narrowed his eyes: "I hope the Sanctuary can help me kill the gods!"

"If I could, I would give all my loyalty and my life!"

"If not, I'll leave today and look for other powers, even if it's to fall into the abyss. ”

"Kill the gods!"

This one word, in the entire holy realm, almost caused an uproar.

A teenager, who is young, kills his gods when he opens his mouth and closes his mouth, and third-rate TV series don't dare to shoot like this.

Although many people knew that the young man's serious face must have hidden his own story, no one would believe that the Sanctuary would really help a child kill a god.

Who does this child think he is, and what is the Sanctuary?

The Holy Domain is a good force in the world, and it has friendships with many big forces in Wang Zheng's face, so it can be said that Wang Zheng is immortal, and the Holy Land will always be sacred.

However, this does not mean how powerful the Sanctuary is.

Among the forces that truly belong to the Holy Domain, the most powerful ones are Xiao Xuan, Jia Lan and Andre, and none of the three of them has become a demigod.

Isn't it naïve to let such a force kill gods?

As for asking other strong people to help? Killing a god, how much price and favor is that?

For a while, many people looked at the young man's eyes full of mockery. Even Jialan had a wry smile on her face.

If you don't agree with each other, you will kill the gods, and when the teacher is here, they haven't been so dicked.

In front of everyone's eyes, as the elven king, Jialan knew very well what she should do. He looked at the boy with an embarrassed and not polite smile on his face:

"God-killing boy, the Sanctuary has always been a place to protect peace, and it never provokes disputes for no reason. ”

"I see......"

The young man's eyes dimmed suddenly, and he jumped directly out of the galaxy ring, gave up the competition for the holy clothes, and walked towards the outside of the holy realm.

Seeing this, Wang Zheng hurriedly followed.

I have to say that if you were any other person, Wang Zheng would not be so obsessed, but this young man has a blood connection with himself, and he has an inexplicable feeling, so he quickly caught up with the young man driven by curiosity.

"Hey, White. Why do you want to kill gods?"

Wang Zheng walked side by side with Bai with a brisk step, but Bai didn't pay attention to him or rather, he didn't want to pay attention to any weak chickens.

After all, in his opinion, Wang Zheng was comparable to himself, and once he used the power of the dragon soul in his body, he could easily crush Wang Zheng.

Such a weak chicken, I have no interest in taking care of it.

"Tell me, maybe I can help you. I'm telling you, I know big people. ”

Wang Zheng, who has transformed into a teenager, has a hippie smile, as a professional actor, he is really like a little young master who came out of a big family at the moment, harmless to humans and animals and has a deep background.

As soon as the words fell, Bai stopped and looked at Wang Zheng seriously:

"He's an evil god, an evil god at the level of a main god. ”

Wang Zheng thought for a moment, then nodded: "The main god-level evil god? No problem! But I want to know why you want to kill the gods." ”

Bai looked at Wang Zheng calmly, as if he wanted to see him through, and after a long while, he spoke:

"For revenge, for saving my mother. I have to find the power to kill the gods, even if it costs anything!"

Bai's tone was calm, but Wang Zheng could hear the decisiveness in his tone, at least he didn't have it in his previous life and this life, it was a kind of responsibility that regarded it as more important than life.

He looked at Bai and became even more curious: "Tell me why it's okay?"