"Huh?" Zhu Wenhai was surprised when he heard this, "Zhang Zichen, what magic weapon do you have in your body?

"No, this magic weapon in my body is not specifically used to restrain your Fire Clan, but to restrain everyone on the other side. The Fire Clan, the Tu Clan, the Kunlun Sacred Realm, as well as the Jiang family and the Wang family, and even those who came to see the excitement and wanted to pick up cheap monks, later, I will make them all regret it. Zhang Zichen smiled evilly.

"What?" Zhu Wenhai was stunned, "In this world, there is such a powerful magic weapon?"

"Hahaha!" Zhang Zichen said with a smile, "Zhu Wenhai, anyway, you are about to be killed, and it doesn't hurt if I tell you." ”

So, Zhang Zichen put his ear to Zhu Wenhai's ear and said, "Don't look at me, I'm still a half-step Golden Immortal monk, but I already have the ability to impact the Great Luo Golden Immortal, and a few months ago, I almost broke through." But I held back at the time, and I used the Earth Scroll and the Fire Scroll Yellow Cloud Heavenly Book to hide from the sky and the sea, in order to wait for today's suitable opportunity to make a breakthrough. Zhu Wenhai, what do you think will happen if I rush into the crowd later, make a breakthrough, and attract a thunderstorm?"

After listening to this, Zhu Wenhai gasped, he turned around and looked at the dense crowd.

That's more than five million people!

If it is really like what Zhang Zichen said, he will rush into the crowd later, make a breakthrough, and attract thunder.

Then, these dense monks will all be affected, and they will be affected by their own thunderstorms.

At that time, more than five million monks, whether they are small ghosts and immortals or as big as true monarchs, will all be affected and shrouded in a vast sea of thunder.

At that time, all the unprepared monks will be destroyed by their own thunderstorms.

Thinking of the consequences of this, Zhu Wenhai set his eyes on Zhang Zichen, his face was full of fear, and said: "Zhang Zichen, you are a demon! You are definitely a demon! But you should die, there are many masters present, and there are a few true monarchs, and before you break through, they will kill you, their speed, their strength, is far beyond your imagination!"

Zhang Zichen was stunned when he heard this.

Zhu Wenhai's words are exactly what Zhang Zichen is worried about.

While rushing into the crowd and making a cross-trip breakout, it's a great way to do it.

However, whether it will succeed or not, is still unknown.

I'm afraid that when the time comes, when Zhang Zichen wants to cross the catastrophe, he will be directly killed by the Zhenjun powerhouse, and everything is possible.

"Hmph, Zhu Wenhai, you have to worry about me, you better die first!"

Zhang Zichen didn't hesitate and directly twisted Zhu Wenhai's neck.

Then, Zhang Zichen kicked Zhu Wenhai's neck like a ball and towards the Fire Clan army.

From Zhu Wenhai's sudden attack to his killing by Zhang Zichen, everything happened so suddenly.

Zhu Hongyu stood on top of the fire qilin chariot, looked at the heads flying towards them, stretched out his right hand, and sucked Zhu Wenhai's head into his palm with a suction.

Looking at Zhu Wenhai's dead eyes, Zhu Hongyu said with pain on his face: "Uncle Hai, you are more than two thousand years old, why are you so impulsive? But don't worry, I will avenge you." ”

Then, a flame appeared in the palm of Zhu Hongyu's right hand, directly burning Zhu Wenhai's head into ashes.

The white ashes were sprinkled from Zhu Hongyu's palm, and under the blowing of the sea breeze, they fell on the sea in the distance.

At this moment, I saw Zhang Zichen's shout coming from the opposite side: "Fire Clan Zhu Hongyu, you can see that this Zhu Wenhai is self-inflicted, he actually wanted to kill me under the protection of Penglai Immortal Island, but he didn't expect to be killed by me instead." It's no wonder that I, acquaintances, you guys quickly retreat, otherwise Zhu Hongyu will be your next fate!"

"Retreat?" Zhu Hongyu sneered and responded: "Zhang Zichen, you killed my two elders of the Fire Clan, you actually want me to retreat?

"Fight with you?Zhu Hongyu, are you a fool to me?" Zhang Zichen laughed, "Let's not talk about other families and sects, it's your Fire Clan, and there's also Zhu Ling Zhenjun here, you want to lure/lure me out of the protective range of Penglai Immortal Island, and then kill me, right?"

Zhu Hongyu hated his teeth and said, "Zhang Zichen, I'm not a despicable person like you, if I kill you, do I still need help from others?"

"If you don't come, I don't believe you!" However, Zhang Zichen's answer surprised everyone.

That's right, no one would be so stupid and run out to duel with Zhu Hongyu.

Anyway, behind this Zhu Hongyu, there is also a true monarch powerhouse.

Zhang Zichen is not a stupid person, so he will naturally hide under the protection of Penglai Immortal Island.

And Zhu Hongyu could only look at Zhang Zichen in the distance, gritting his teeth, unable to refute.

At this moment, Zhu Hongyu just felt a breeze move beside him, and a huge flame actually burned on Zhu Ling Zhenjun's body.

This flame came and went quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it burned Zhu Ling Zhenjun clean.

In situ, Zhu Ling's figure has been lost.

"Time travel of fire!"

"Patriarch Zhu Ling is going to do it!"

Zhu Hongyu called out twice excitedly.

Sure enough, in the next moment, in front of Zhang Zichen, a fiery red round hole appeared in the void.

Before Zhang Zichen could react, a red-haired man had already stretched out a hand from this flame cave and grabbed him.

This person is Zhu Ling!

Seeing this hand stretched out from the flame cave, Zhang Zichen's face immediately turned pale, and a cold sweat broke out on his back.

Otherwise, he is worthy of being a true monarch and a strong man, Zhang Zichen is as weak as a big truck crushing a bicycle in front of Zhu Ling.

It's not that Zhang Zichen doesn't want to run away, but he can't run at all, and the pressure Zhu Ling gave him made Zhang Zichen breathless.

Zhu Ling was too powerful, so he slowly stretched out his right hand and grabbed Zhang Zichen, who had no resistance or resistance.

"It's over!"

The cold sweat on Zhang Zichen's face was big, and his clothes were soaked in the blink of an eye.

But suddenly, a white light appeared in front of Zhang Zichen, blocking Zhu Ling's divine sense pressure.

Zhang Zichen breathed a sigh of relief and quickly retreated.

Then, Zhang Zichen saw Yuan Yangzi, who was dressed in a gray and white robe, standing in front of him.

Yuan Yangzi's right hand suddenly pushed out, and Zhu Ling confronted a palm.

Two rays of light, one white and one red, collided and suddenly separated.

Zhu Ling was intact and took three or two steps back, while Yuan Yangzi was knocked more than ten feet away, spitting blood out of his mouth.

"Teach the real person!"

Zhang Zichen immediately stepped forward, worried about this life-saving benefactor: "Are you okay?"

Yuan Yangzi held his breath, waved his hand, and said, "It's okay, it's okay, I can resist." ”