At this moment, the sky buzzed, and a huge fire dragon fell from the sky and slammed towards Zhang Zichen's head.

"Kill!"

Zhang Zichen shouted, the black light in his hand flashed, and an ancient black giant sword appeared in his hand in an instant.

Shout!

Zhang Zichen's black long sword swung suddenly, and the same fire dragon rushed out of the long sword.

"Roar!"

"Roar!!"

Two huge fire dragons roared at the same time, as if they wanted to kill each other.

In the blink of an eye, the two dragons collided in midair.

Rumble!

Blinding light, scorching heat.

The two fire dragons disappeared at the same time.

"Impossible! This Zichen is only a cultivator in the early stage realm of the True Monarch, it is impossible for him to break my attack!"

The monk saw the two fire dragons in mid-air collide together, and his face was full of surprise and disbelief in his eyes.

His blow, which was combined with the blow of a medium-grade immortal weapon, was so simply broken by Zhang Zichen.

But his surprise didn't stop.

Because at this moment, he saw the opposite side, and the place where Zhang Zichen was just now flashed with light, and a figure had already appeared in front of him.

"You ......"

The monk seemed to want to speak, but as soon as the word "you" was spoken, a thin red mark appeared on his body.

This red mark started from the top of his head and extended all the way, his forehead, eyebrows, nose, mouth, neck and body, his whole person was divided into two halves by this red mark.

In the blink of an eye, the red streak on the monk's body suddenly thickened and expanded.

Poof!

The red streak suddenly cracked, and streams of blood spurted out.

This monk's whole person was split in half by Zhang Zichen like this!

He didn't understand how he died until he died, his eyes were still confused, but his body had fallen into the ash and disappeared.

"This Zhang Zichen is really as terrifying as the legend! He actually crossed the level and killed people!"

"Where is Zhu Ling Zhenjun? Why is he Zhu Ling Zhenjun gone?"

"I wish Ling Zhenjun to run! Let's run too!"

"Everyone run away, otherwise we will all die in the hands of Zhang Zichen!"

Six or seven monks shouted loudly in panic.

Then each of them picked up their weapons and wanted to go their separate ways.

But Zhang Zichen looked at them and snorted coldly: "Do you want to run, it's your misfortune to meet me today!"

Shout!

Zhang Zichen's whole person turned into a shadow, flickering back and forth.

As long as Zhang Zichen flashes to someone, whoever will definitely be killed.

The first person was caught up by Zhang Zichen, and directly cut him off with a knife, two pieces of blood spurted, and the body was then wrapped in volcanic ash.

The second person couldn't run in the blink of an eye, and when the black shadow flashed, the screams didn't have time to shout, and the head moved.

The third, fourth, and fifth, almost at the same time, the bodies of these three people were also cut in half.

And the sixth person died the worst.

When Zhang Zichen caught up with him, he first cut off his hand with a knife, then cut off his hand again, and then countless rays of light flashed, and the person turned into a pile of meat foam.

The whole space was raining blood.

It wasn't until Zhang Zichen was the only one left on the entire battlefield that he stopped.

Whew――

Suck -

Whew――

After a fierce battle, Zhang Zichen's wheezing sound resounded throughout the space.

Xiaoxiao, who was not far away, looked at the scene in front of her in shock and was disgusted again and again.

Although Xiaoxiao often sees murder, but Zhang Zichen tortures these dying people so desperately, that's another matter.

But just when Xiaoxiao was thinking about these things, Zhang Zichen suddenly turned his head and looked at Xiaoxiao.

Suddenly, a killing intent came from Zhang Zichen.

Xiaoxiao was surprised to find that there was a faint flash of red light in Zhang Zichen's eyes.

Beholder!

Xiaoxiao feels that the current Zhang Zichen and the Zhang Zichen just now have changed a lot, just this killing intent makes people feel that Zhang Zichen does not seem to be the same person.

Suddenly, Zhang Zichen's figure flashed and appeared in front of Xiaoxiao.

Xiaoxiao was startled and hurriedly said, "Zhang Zichen, what do you want to do?"

As soon as Zhang Zichen's eyes closed and opened, the red mang appeared, and when he closed and opened again, the red mang disappeared.

This situation was repeated several times, until the red light in Zhang Zichen's eyes completely disappeared, and Xiaoxiao exhaled a long breath.

"Sister Xiao, are you okay?" Zhang Zichen also reacted and said, "There is a violent aura in my body, which will control me to go crazy at any time, especially when I am killing, I can't control myself at all." ”

"That's why those people died so miserably. Xiaoxiao nodded and understood, "Okay, since you're fine, let's run away!"

"It's too late, we can't escape. Zhang Zichen frowned and said, "We are already surrounded by many masters." ”

As soon as Zhang Zichen finished speaking, the surrounding volcanic ash quickly dissipated.

At the same time, the transparent air writhed, and after a cluster of flames suddenly appeared and disappeared, one by one monks dressed in fiery red gorgeous clothes came out of the flames and appeared around Zhang Zichen and Xiaoxiao.

Dozens of monks surrounded the two of them.

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of flames flickered a few times, and hundreds of monks appeared around them.

The clothes of these people are almost the same color, but there are still a few places that are still different, and the nobility and shape of the clothes also determine the status of these people.

Of the hundreds of people who appeared, dozens were super powerhouses in the Saint Monarch realm, two or three hundred were powerhouses in the True Monarch realm, and the remaining hundreds were monks in the Da Luo Jin Immortal realm.

If it weren't for the scorched skin and muscles on Zhang Zichen's body, he would have been in a cold sweat at this time, like rain.

"Artifact !!"

"The weapon used in the hands of this True Monarch Early Realm Minor Cultivator turned out to be an artifact!"

In the hundreds of people on the opposite side, someone suddenly exclaimed.

Not to mention those ordinary monks, even the powerhouses of the Saint Monarch realm had a huge interest in this Black Crystal Divine Sword in Zhang Zichen's hand.

The artifact is a super weapon that can be encountered but not sought in this world, and it is a top-notch weapon, and whoever it is will want to get an artifact.

The thousands of people present, their eyes were like hungry wolf eyes, staring at the artifact held in Zhang Zichen's right hand, refusing to even blink.

"It's a big game. ”

Zhang Zichen smiled bitterly, he had never faced such a powerful team.

"Do you want to use the power of that half of the cells deep in my heart?"

Zhang Zichen's left hand inadvertently touched his heart.

Here, there is the power of the Emperor with half a cell.

This is the power that Zhang Zichen inherited to Zhang Zichen to save his life after Zhang Zichen entered the 'undersea fantasy realm'.

Zhang Zichen has always been reluctant to use the power of the Great Emperor of this half cell, even now, it is the same.

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