readx;? At the same time as this voice came, a vast and terrifying divine thought like a sea of stars fell on his body. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Ling Zhi's heart froze, he was sure that the divine thought was not for himself alone, but for the thousands of martial artists in the square.

However, it is this kind of divine thought that is swept out at the same time in the face of dozens of millions of martial artists, but it gives people the illusion that they are only "taking care" of one of them.

Based on this alone, no matter how good the person is to cultivate, Ling Zhi is definitely not his opponent now.

In an instant, Ling Zhi reined in his mind and calmed his heart infinitely, trying not to show half a bit of nervousness or any abnormal mood swings.

"Huh...... Not right......"

Almost just made such a move, Ling Zhi's heart moved.

He found that he seemed to have fallen into a misunderstanding.

In the face of this sudden invasion of divine thoughts by outsiders, the first reaction of normal people is definitely not to stop their hearts. Even if a person is resolute and hard-hearted, in the face of this situation, some surprises at the beginning must be inevitable.

And himself, not only did not expose half of the accident, but also forcibly suppressed his emotional exposure.

In a way, isn't he equal to lice on a bald man's head?

Sure enough, the moment Ling Zhi understood this truth, he felt that the divine thought that fell on his heart did not sweep away, and seemed to pause faintly.

"Hiss......"

A cold breath was exhaled, Ling Zhi no longer hesitated, hurriedly let go of all disguises, and let his heart beat wildly like a war drum.

Not only is the heart beating several times faster than before, but even the whole person is constantly trembling and spasmodic, and his face has become whiter than paper.

I have to say that Ling Zhi's reaction was very fast, at least, it would not be worse than those elite disciples cultivated by the great sects and great families.

It was under his actions like this, and the divine thought that continued to stay on his body no longer had any nostalgia, and it flashed quickly and disappeared.

"Wen Zhong, it turned out to be the left envoy of the Holy Mountain, Lord Wen Zhongwen, who is known as one of the two immortals of the Holy Mountain, is here!"

"Friend, the two immortals in your mouth, do you refer to one of the two envoys of the Holy Mountain, the predecessor of Wen Zhong, who is known as the first master of the Wen family?"

"Nonsense, who else could he have?"

"But...... Isn't it said that the predecessors of Wen were characters from tens of thousands of years ago......?

"Why do you look so young, right?"

"Hehe, please ask my brother for advice!"

"Lonely and unheard, you are still a martial cultivator, don't you know that when a cultivator reaches a certain level of cultivation, he can achieve immortality?"

"What?Immortal?Friend's meaning, Senior Wen is already a great master of the Immortal Realm? How is that possible? Legend has it that the Holy Mountain is not the only one in the Immortal Realm, the Old Man of the Holy Lord?"

"Nonsense, Senior Wen Immortal, how do I know what kind of cultivation he is? But if you think about it carefully, why is it that the Holy Lord Old Man is obviously alive all these years, but he has to keep out of his retreat and leave all the affairs to the four major families to manage?"

"Ahh......h

"Shhh, don't say it, right and wrong are just because you open your mouth more, you just know in your heart, shut up quickly, Senior Wen seems to be about to speak. ”

Bursts of deliberately suppressed conversations kept ringing in their ears, although when those martial artists were talking, they all subconsciously used the skill of transmitting sound into the secret.

But how powerful was Ling Zhi's divine thoughts? Under his mental movements, it only took one thought to arise to hear the surrounding conversations clearly.

"Wen Zhong, that young boy is not Xiao Ba, the master of the Holy Mountain, but Wen Zhong, the number one master of the Wen family?"

Ling Zhi's brows twisted into a rope, and he raised his head slightly to look directly above the crowd.

There, a young man dressed in white as snow and as tall as a sword stood proudly above the void with his hands in his hands.

His figure was large and strong, his complexion was bronzed, and his facial features were clearly defined, as if they had been carefully carved with a file. Just looking at the lines on the face can also make people feel sharp and invisible.

However, the most special thing is not these, but the dark and deep ice eyes, with a little inhibition in the wild, and a little domineering and arrogant in the evil.

It is such a pair of eyes that cannot accurately describe his agility and complexity, engraved on his handsome face with deep and clear lines of swords and axes, adding a bit of vividness to his whole person, even if he stops there at will, it also gives people a kind of king atmosphere that is mighty in the world.

Such a handsome and turbid son, it is not because he has just heard the discussion of others with his own ears, but he is afraid that he will not think about an old monster who has lived for tens of thousands of years if he kills Ling Zhi.

However, whether a person is beautiful, ugly, handsome, or ugly, it has no meaning in the spiritual path.

As we all know, once you have cultivated to a certain level, it is very easy to change your appearance, even if you change your gender or race.

Don't think this is an exaggeration, Ling Zhi had heard in the cultivation realm in his previous life that in order to have more powerful power, there were demon cultivators who let good people not do it, and after condensing the Yuan Infant, he resolutely gave up his human body, and took away the body of a strange beast, turning himself from a human being into a beast.

After secretly observing Wen Zhong for a while, Ling Zhi suddenly frowned, let out a long sigh, and then lowered his head deeply.

Ling Zhi's sigh was not because he was jealous of Wen Zhong's beautiful skin, or because he was ashamed of himself.

Instead, he faintly felt the strength of the other party.

Even if he couldn't accurately see Wen Zhong's cultivation realm, with the natural technique and the sensitivity of the Dragon Elephant Devouring Heaven Meridian Blood Color Perception Sea, he was almost 100% sure that this person must not be a reincarnation realm cultivator.

Because the "qi" and "degree" that emanated from his body were essentially different from the kind of Dao rules and Dao rhyme that fit the nature of heaven and earth, and the reincarnation realm powerhouses that Ling Zhi had ever seen.

A fact that Ling Zhi is even more unacceptable is that in the face of such a strong man who transcends the reincarnation realm, he may not have any chance of winning even if he sacrifices a tragic arrow.

"Strength! still, not enough power......

The fists clenched subconsciously, and Ling Zhi's eyes slowly narrowed.

In the days he had been in the Holy Ruins Continent, this was the second time he had shown an endless thirst for power.

Originally, he cultivated to advance to the Holy Emperor Realm, and he was invincible at the same level, that is, he crossed several major realms, against the Transcendent Realm, the Life and Death Realm, and the Reincarnation Realm, he was somewhat sure.

Because of this, he chose to swagger back to the Holy Ruins Square this time, and then teleported to the Holy City Zhongzhou through the teleportation hall.

His decision was to go directly to the Holy Mountain and find someone from the Zhuo family.

If the Zhuo family is unwilling to compromise and release Haoyu, then don't blame him for not being emotional.

He will break into Zhuo's house and go on a killing spree.

Anyway, barefoot is not afraid to wear shoes, and the most powerful of the Zhuo family is only the peak powerhouse of the reincarnation realm.

Even if you can't beat yourself, it's definitely no problem to escape.

But at this moment, after seeing Wen Zhong, Ling Zhi knew that fortunately he didn't do that.

Or rather, fortunately, the kid above his head appeared in time.

Otherwise, according to the previous plan, he swaggered to the Zhuo family to ask for someone, once he met a master who was not comparable to Wen Zhong, he was afraid that he would have become a corpse long ago.

"This seat Wen Zhong is the left envoy in front of the seat of the Holy Mountain Holy Lord Xiao, and many friends below must have heard of the name of this seat!"

A high-pitched voice sounded, interrupting Ling Zhi's thoughts, and when he raised his head, he saw the handsome man who was close to the demon opening his lips, and unhurriedly said to the giant martial artist below: "Regarding the purpose of this seat coming here today, I believe that there is no need to say more about this seat, everyone already knows it, right?"

"I know, Senior Wen is here to administer justice for the Holy Ruins Alliance!"

"That's right, someone dared to kill people in the Holy Ruins Square before and broke the laws and regulations of the Holy Ruins Alliance, and this person must be punished!"

Wen Zhong is like a superstar on the earth, with a vast "mass base" among countless martial artists, and as soon as his words fell, there were bursts of echo on the ground.

Those crazy "fans" are no different from those brainless fans on the earth who chase the stars of the stick country, they don't ask any right or wrong at all, and directly chant the slogan of severely punishing the murderer and returning the Holy Ruins Alliance to a clear state.

"Alright, since you are willing to cooperate, then the matter will be easy!"

Listening to the shouts of waves on the ground, Wen Zhong raised his hands and pressed them around, and then his face sank, and a pair of eagle falcon eyes slowly swept towards the crowd, and said with a little chill: "No matter who you are, no matter where you are hiding, believe in this seat, you will definitely not be able to escape."

Therefore, from this moment on, this seat gives you ten breaths, and you can take the initiative to stand up, and this seat can promise in public to leave you a whole corpse, and let you be reincarnated......!

On the contrary, Wen Zhong didn't say anything, but looking at the chill in his eyes when he said this, even people who don't know how to read faces can understand what the unfinished words mean.

"Who? Who is it? Why don't you take the initiative to stand up?"

"Didn't you hear that Senior Wen had opened the golden mouth and was willing to let you reincarnate?

"Stand up, no shame, really, it's not shameful to die at the hands of Senior Wen!"

After Wen Zhong's words were spoken, the countless martial artists below became boiling again.

Ling Zhi stood in a crowd, his face was calm and unwavering, but his heart was sneering.

Wen Zhong's strength is indeed very strong, but I am afraid that a few current Ling Zhi will not be able to defeat him. But Ling Zhi really didn't believe that under the deliberate concealment of the natural qi that was most in line with the way of nature, the other party could still find himself accurately.

Sure enough, although Wen Zhong released his cruel words, he unleashed his coercion unscrupulously, covering the millions of warriors below like a tide.

Unfortunately, after ten full breaths, I didn't see him make any substantial movements. What made Ling Zhi even more relieved was that in the ten breaths, although Wen Zhong once again released his divine thoughts and kept scanning back and forth, he did not stay on Ling Zhi for even half a second.

"Very good! I have to say, your heart is very hard, but do you think that if you hide and don't admit it, this seat will do nothing to you?"