Zhou Gucheng walked over to the monks who were talking, and he wanted to ask about the specific situation.

It's just that he just approached these people, and these people sensed it, and when they saw him, they all immediately showed a look of surprise, and then they avoided it one after another, and immediately flew away with a flying sword.

Originally, there was enough space for twenty male and female monks to preach, but now they all left in the blink of an eye.

Zhou Gucheng looked at this scene in amazement, and his brows couldn't help frowning deeply.

Zhou Gucheng returned to the secondary main peak where he had been with doubts and concerns. His secondary main peak, like the secondary main peak of Hou Ling'er and others, is also occupied by unknown people, because the architectural style of the peak is obviously not the style he once had.

Zhou Gucheng flew down to the top of the main peak, and immediately sensed that the heaven and earth aura around this secondary main peak had become more than ten times richer.

When he landed here, a middle-aged man flew out of the main peak this time, and he said with a rebellious attitude: "I have already said that most of the top 100 sub-main peaks in this piece are from our Tianque Holy Land, why are there some wastes running around every day? Get out! Hurry up! Otherwise, you will be killed directly and refined into energy." ”

This middle-aged man was dressed in a butler uniform and looked like a servant, but he was extremely arrogant.

"I am the owner of this mountain, Zhou Gucheng. ”

Zhou Gucheng didn't take care of the middle-aged man in the gray robe, but directly explained his identity.

Zhou Gucheng believes that any situation of Hou Ling'er and others, once he reveals his identity, there will be a hint of clues.

"You are the one who was blocked into the Ten Thousand Evil Jedi Zhou Gu City, Zhou Yan and his family?"

The middle-aged man's face condensed slightly, and he asked in a cold voice.

"Yes. ”

Zhou Gucheng said coldly.

"Hmph, I just want to take you! I didn't expect you to send it to the door! Come on, take it!"

The middle-aged man showed a trace of cruelty on his face, and then waved his hand directly, and immediately several black-clothed bare-winged men rushed out and killed Zhou Gucheng.

Their methods are all lore methods, and they have no reservations at all.

"Jiuyuan Tiandu, isn't it taboo to kill anymore?"

Zhou Gucheng dodged slightly, his figure was like a piece of thunder, and he avoided this endless attack in an instant, and at the same time asked in a cold voice.

"Of course it is taboo, but the rules are made by the strong. Okay, if you have any doubts, go to the Soul Killing Shackle Prison and ask. Take it!"

"Yes—"

A group of black-clothed bare-winged men immediately erupted into an even more terrifying method, which was already a kind of oppression, crushing Zhou Gucheng with a high realm.

Zhou Gucheng knew that his realm was not comparable to these people, but he was not afraid at all, the evolved version of the ancestral thunder divine light was used by him vividly in an instant, and in an instant, the ancestral thunder divine light fixed a space and three black-clothed barewing-winged men, Zhou Gucheng was not afraid of death, he fought and did not resist, and with the sword of the top horcrux, he killed the three extremely powerful swords.

"Poof—"

"Poof—"

"Poof—"

Zhou Gucheng's heart is cold, he grasps the timing just right, and making a move in an instant is a real means of killing, which is extremely ruthless and ruthless.

The three black-clothed light-winged youths were instantly pierced through the center of their eyebrows by the soul sword, and they were nailed to death in the void in one fell swoop, and their bodies and souls were destroyed by the huge thunder light in an instant! The terrifying killing intent even invaded the hearts of a large group of black-clothed light-winged men, and they actually had great fear in their hearts, and they couldn't help but shout.

This change caused those monks who had fled far away before, as well as the rest of the monks of the Nine Origin Heavenly Capital, to watch from afar, and even their faces showed a look of horror.

"Okay, I didn't expect the Lei Yan Holy Land department to have such ability, yes! If you can let me make a move, you will die without regrets this time. ”

The gray-robed middle-aged man stepped out, and in his hand there was a sword-shaped rotten weapon being sacrificed, this weapon was like a sword but not a sword, with the fierce aura of a sword but without the will and soul of a sword.

Although this rotten weapon looks broken, as soon as it appears, there is a terrifying pressure to suppress the Quartet.

That kind of killing intent is even more like a cold wind, which makes the soul tremble.

"Hurry back!"

The monks who were watching from a distance changed their faces drastically, sensing that something was wrong. Many of the monks trembled and retreated in fear.

Even some genius monks who were once extremely famous now felt chills all over their bodies, and they didn't dare to face the edge of this rotten weapon.

"Ding-"

An inexplicable killing machine suddenly appeared.

The rotten weapon had already been shot in an instant, but it was also resisted by Zhou Gucheng with a wave of his hand.

That kind of speed can no longer be called speed, there is no trace at all. But because Zhou Gucheng was often with Houchen, his soul was washed by the huge Buddha's chanting and Taoist preaching, and he still grasped it in an instant, and blocked this blow in one fell swoop.

The void erupted with a burst of firelight, and the sword in Zhou Gucheng's hand was actually surrounded by a scarlet blood light, which was corroded little by little, and the endless purple thunder light was suppressed to the core of the sword, unable to break free.

Zhou Gucheng's heart sank, and he immediately found that his sword was almost destroyed with one move.

He knew that if he continued, he would definitely be more passive, so his heart was fierce, and he immediately sacrificed the high-grade holy weapon given to him by Zhou Yan with the divine power of Tongtian, and at the same time used the Cangsheng Ant Sword Dao to cooperate with the ancestral thunder divine light to kill, and hit a peerless and invincible blow in an instant.

At this moment, Zhou Gucheng was determined, knowing that he was incapable of the enemy, and immediately fought to the death, without mercy.

This blow was a high-grade holy weapon with all its strength, and it suddenly struck out at an incredible angle, and at the same time, it was assisted by the Ancestral Thunder God Light to freeze the void, so this blow showed the amazing power of the world.

"Click-"

A muffled sound appeared, and then all the monks were surprised to find that a strange spear-like holy weapon actually pierced through the body of the gray-robed middle-aged man in one fell swoop, nailing it to the void in one fell swoop.

Then, the terrifying power of destruction erupted, and the void immediately shattered, turning into a blood mist.

The violent energy exploded in an instant, directly shocking the gray-robed butler alive, and several black-clothed bare-winged men beside him were also affected, looking very wolf.

Zhou Gucheng seized this moment and immediately slaughtered these black-clothed bare-winged men frantically.

Although there is still a gap of three to five realms in the realm, Duzhou Gucheng shows a powerful ability in this state, as if he has a powerful bonus, like chopping melons and vegetables.

"It's really a waste, it was actually killed by a little person with a sword and six changes and a combat power that can break through nine, and he is becoming more and more incompetent!" An indifferent voice came out, and then the endless chaotic energy disappeared, and a young man in a pale yellow brocade robe walked out of the ancient palace building of the main peak very slowly.

He glanced at Zhou Gucheng indifferently, that kind of look, not ridicule, not provocation or contempt, these feelings were not there.

It was the look of a superior god looking at a poor worm, showing his own invincible nobility.

He seems to be completely superior, superior to all people, and it seems that his blood is more noble than everyone's bloodline.

As soon as he came out, the black-clothed bare-winged men who were a little wolf-bèi, and the gray-robed butler who had been nailed to the spear and had exploded into powder, were all like ghosts, absorbed and disappeared, and then resurrected in a cloud of light.

All one qiē, so natural, plain. It's as if he did this, and it was just a gesture.

After he finished this qiē casually, he looked at Zhou Gucheng again.

At this time, he didn't make a move, but his eyes suddenly showed two rays of demonic light, like two divine rays suddenly killed, and in an instant, this divine glow was about to enter Zhou Gucheng's soul.

Zhou Gucheng's strength is not as good as the original silence, but it is not worse than the original silence.

Now, he didn't even have the strength to resist, he was like falling into a quagmire, constantly sinking, as if the more he struggled, the faster he died.

At this moment, he was covered in cold sweat, his hair stood on end, and he sensed the threat of death.

"Poof—"

At this moment, the two divine radiances dispersed, and a person suddenly appeared, blocking in front of Zhou Gucheng, and then his hand was lightly clicked, and with a "poof", the man who was still noble and cold before immediately shattered into a blood mist.

Directly tragic death!

A cloud of purple light erupted from the noble man's body, and the purple light instantly condensed into a divine soul form, but the next moment, the person who killed the noble man pointed out with another finger, and the ghost was immediately shattered.

Between heaven and earth, there was a sudden gust of cold wind, and there was black snow falling inexplicably.

"Noise!"

This person suddenly snorted coldly, and a sword slashed to the sky, and a sword came out, and ten thousand swords rang out in unison.

Heaven and earth were pierced into a sieve, and countless shattered black holes appeared.

The endless black snow was directly stopped, and the yin wind disappeared in an instant.

For a moment, the sky was clear and the wind was blowing.

"Zhou Gucheng, follow me. ”

With a casual wave of his hand, this piece of secondary main peak directly shattered and turned into flat ground. Then, he said to Zhou Gucheng.

"Wan, Ten Thousand Swords Heavenly Sage. ”

Zhou Gucheng was taken aback, and his heart was shocked, but he immediately said respectfully.

Recognizing Wan Jiantian, Zhou Gucheng's mood immediately relaxed a lot, but then, he became even more worried.

Because, it seems that at the beginning, Lei Yuan Sword God and other superiors had a rule that the sage was not allowed to make a move, but now, what is going on? Will there be anything wrong with the predecessors of Wan Jian Tian?

Zhou Gucheng was a little worried in his heart, so he listened to Wan Jiantian say indifferently: "It's okay, it's just a group of clowns, and they also want to cause trouble, this time, if they dare to do something to me Lei Yan Holy Land, I will let them not eat and walk around." ”

Wan Jiantian said with a sneer.

Zhou Gucheng said with some concern: "Sage, that Thunder Source Sword God ......"

"Do you really think that we are afraid of him? The king's past has fallen, and now it can be regarded as an official awakening, along with the suppressive methods that the king once exerted, now they will also disappear, and if the Lei Yuan Sword God is interested, it will only be towards us. ”

Wan Jiantian said in a cold voice, and then, he said: "Tianque Holy Land, Demon Soul Palace, these two forces, one is just a family force under the command of the original superior plane, and the other is just a force under the command of the original king, and now it is simply bold. ”

"It seems that the disappearance of Tianji Mountain and the loss of Wang's past made them all think that the Lei Yan Holy Land is finished. ”

"Even, there are some young people who are walking the news of the complete death of the king. This time, I want to let them know that even if the king is not there, I, Ten Thousand Sword Heaven, dare to slaughter the gods, and I am not afraid of my soul being harvested!"

Wan Jiantian's voice suppressed his anger and spoke to Zhou Gucheng casually, but he did not hide his voice, so that his voice spread far away, and many people heard it.