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Zhang Lifang obtained the Dragon Card qualification......

Eighty-one hours passed.

Zhang Lifang obtained the qualification of Xuanyuan Card......

Time is approaching a hundred hours step by step......

"What kind of monster is that kid facing now?" someone asked curiously.

"Who knows, it must be a very powerful demon beast! it must be at least one realm higher than him!" someone replied.

Their discussion undoubtedly set off a wave of whispering. Almost all the cultivators were highly puzzled, why was Zhang Li, a demon beast who was a big realm higher than himself, able to hold out for so long? What is the identity of this guy?

Some cultivators' eyes couldn't help but fall on those disciples of the Song family and the disciples of the Sun family. They seemed to want to see something in each other.

Zhang Lifang's main opponents were the disciples of the Song family and the disciples of the Sun family. Many of them have suffered Zhang Lifang's losses.

If anyone knows Zhang Lifang's strength better, it must be them.

"Let's go. Sun Zhe felt that he couldn't stay here for a long time.

"Let's go!" Over there, the disciples of the Song family also left one after another.

They all have no face to continue to stay here in the Sapphire Chamber of Commerce.

They all felt like they were too devastated.

No wonder they have repeatedly failed in the face of Zhang Lifang.

No wonder they are no match for Zhang Lifang at all.

Dare to love this Zhang Lifang, he is already strong enough to go to the sky!

Even an opponent who is a big realm above himself can't help him, let alone others.

But......

"By the way, who of you knows what realm Zhang Lifang is?"

"I don't know!

"yes, why is it so weird?"

"Why can't you see his cultivation level?"

"Could it be that he has cultivated something extremely mysterious, extremely unfathomable?"

I have to say that the imagination of cultivators is very rich. They seemed to have guessed the origin of Zhang Lifang's identity.

What is the identity, what is the origin, it is either a famous sect or a sect, or even more powerful than these......

Otherwise, he is a Nine Yin Absolute Vein, born a waste, how can he be so vigorous?

"Famous sects?"

"It's up to them to come up with it!"

When Song Jincheng heard these rumors, he was about to go crazy on the spot.

What is the identity and origin of that Zhang Lifang, no one knows better than him.

He had already sent someone to investigate all the eighteen generations of Zhang Lifang's ancestors several times, and there was no special situation at all.

Zhang Cheng, the chief dart head of the Fenglin Dart Bureau, and his wife Liang Xue, their cultivation talent is also average.

As their son, what mysterious background can Zhang Lifang have?

However, if he doesn't believe it, it doesn't mean that others don't believe it!

The outflow of these rumors will invisibly greatly enhance Zhang Lifang's influence.

In the past, in Gray Peng City, almost no one knew the name Zhang Lifang. But now, a lot of people know.

In the past, in Gray Peng City, when it came to the Nine Yin Absolute Vein, it was born waste, and everyone would only despise it. But now, when these two terms are mentioned, many cultivators are envious.

Finally......

There is astonishing news.

"What? The Sapphire Chamber of Commerce has given up on testing?"

"What? Zhang Lifang actually slept in the Magical Desert?"

"Is there any mistake! It's outrageous to go through the back door like this, right?"

"That's right, what the hell is this kid, this back door is too open, right?"

Almost all the cultivators who learned the news, their first reaction was that the Sapphire Chamber of Commerce was too shameless. They actually opened the back door in a grand manner.

What is this concept? Cheating isn't so unscrupulous, is it?

For a time, all kinds of voices questioning the Sapphire Chamber of Commerce came and went.

Poor Fontina, she simply went into hiding.

She didn't dare to appear in front of the cultivator at all.

She had no way to answer the cultivator's questions at all.

She silently counted the hourglass, expecting the time to reach a hundred hours.

Finally......

A hundred hours have come.

The Magical Desert has fulfilled its mission and vanished.

Zhang Lifang felt that the flowers in front of him had returned to reality.

However, he soon discovered that he was happy and sad.

It's so good that he can't die, he actually saw Wei Zheng again.

He looked around and found himself outside a desolate temple.

The surroundings are a bit eerie, and this dilapidated temple looks a bit like the Lanruo Temple in A Chinese Ghost Story......

He carefully observed the plaque of the broken temple, and finally recognized the handwriting on it: Chixia Temple.

"Could it be that Yan Chixia is inside?" he muttered secretly.

"Zhang Lifang!" Potions Master Wei Zheng roared angrily.

"What are you doing so loudly?" Zhang Lifang said angrily.

"Boy, what do you think this place is?" Wei Zheng made no secret of his hideousness, "This is Chixia Temple!"

"What's wrong with Chixia Temple, I'm still your master!" Zhang Lifang pouted.

"Really, then I'll kill a master like you!" Wei Zheng revealed.

Suddenly, he raised his hand, and a punch erupted, straight to Zhang Lifang's face.

His cultivation realm is extremely high, and he shot out with anger, and his power can be imagined.

In other words, he has indeed endured Zhang Lifang for a long, long time.

If it weren't for the scruples of others, where would he let Zhang Lifang go?

I'm afraid that in the blink of an eye, he will find an opportunity to dismantle Zhang Lifang.

"Damn!

"The Potions Master really can't believe it!"

Zhang Lifang secretly complained in his heart, and he had to fight back.

Wei Zheng's cultivation realm was too much higher than him, and he locked him as soon as he made a move, and he had no chance to escape at all.

He can only improve all the combat skills in his body to the limit.

He took Wei Zheng's trick hard.

"Boom!"

Wei Zheng's fist thundered.

Zhang Lifang felt that his body was about to explode on the spot.

The unimaginable strong fighting spirit was desperately poured into his body, as if it was going to shatter him on the spot.

Even the statue of the Monkey King has no way to withstand such a strong force.

Fortunately, in the midst of a hundred thousand desperate plans, the Death Star came into play.

It embraces all rivers and absorbs all the fighting spirit.

The surface of the Death Star is getting brighter.

"Poof!"

Zhang Lifang spat out a mouthful of blood.

His entire body flew straight backwards.

"Poof!"

Wei Zheng also spit out a mouthful of blood.

His eyes bulged high. He was horrified.

He didn't expect that he would vomit blood from the shock......

"Whoa!"

"Whoa!"

Zhang Lifang knocked down a stone tower.

With the help of the cushion of the stone tower, he finally landed on his feet.

He took a deep breath and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth as he quickly examined his body.

Fortunately, there is nothing to be said other than spitting out a mouthful of blood.

The Death Star is a great contribution.

It is it that absorbs most of the attack power.

The strength of Wei Zheng's fist is estimated to be less than one percent of his body.

"Wei Zheng, do you want to die?" Zhang Lifang roared angrily, "You are still not human, you actually did it to your master?"

"Who admits that you are my master?" Wei Zheng obviously wanted to repay the debt, "How old are you, what qualifications do you have to be my master?"

"Very good!Wei Zheng, that's what you said!" Zhang Lifang said coldly, "I'll remember your ......"

Before he could finish speaking, he felt that something was wrong. But it was Wei Zheng who suddenly flew up.

I only saw that this master of the stellar realm was actually kicked away like a ball.

Poor Wei Zheng had no way to control his body in mid-air, so he could only fall headlong.

The place where he landed was just in front of Zhang Lifang. The posture in which he landed was also strange, as if he was kneeling......

In the eyes of outsiders, it was completely Wei Zheng who flew over in the air, and then knelt down in front of Zhang Lifang.

Wei Zheng struggled desperately, his face turned red, but it was completely useless.

His body was already imprisoned, and he couldn't run his fighting qi at all.

A cultivator who doesn't have a fighting spirit is a complete waste!

The corners of his mouth are still bleeding......

"You, what do you do?"

"What's wrong with you?"

Zhang Lifang naturally felt wrong.

Wei Zheng was obviously plotted. A simple shock would not have made Wei Zheng fly.

However, who was he plotted against, and what kind of strong man could easily plot against Wei Zheng?

A cultivator who can kick a stellar realm away with one kick is at least a stellar realm high-level.

Even, it may be a powerhouse of the Nebula Realm......

"Are you Wei Zheng's master?"

"Come here!"

A burly, bearded monk appeared.

His voice was very loud, like thunder, and it was conservatively estimated that it could be heard from ten miles away.

In fact, this is also true. As he spoke, the trees around Chixia Temple were making a rattling sound, obviously the rustling of the leaves. Even the dust on the ground was constantly trembling and rolling, as if a strong wind was blowing.

All kinds of birds perched on the trees were also frightened and fluttered. They chirp and make a noise.

His voice also contained an extremely powerful fighting spirit, which stunned Zhang Lifang.

He felt that the Monkey King statue in his body was shaken a few times.

"The master of the Nebula Realm!"

"The twelfth layer of the Nebula Realm!"

Zhang Lifang opened his fiery eyes and secretly observed the cultivation realm of the burly monk.

As a result, if you don't look at it, you will be startled when you see it.

It was one of the most terrifying cultivators he had ever encountered.

Wu Daozi and Linghu Chitose are also very powerful. But Zhang Lifang didn't know their specific cultivation realm.

They also did not deliberately show their strength in front of Zhang Lifang. Therefore, Zhang Lifang did not have a specific understanding of how terrifying they were. Since there is no clear understanding, the ignorant are fearless. However, the monk in front of him ......

A master who can shake his qi and blood just by using his voice, and can barely hold it, once he makes a move......

Well, Zhang Lifang didn't dare to continue imagining.

He immediately became low-key and docile.