"Then wait until the Space-Time Brand Secret Realm returns. Ice @ Fire #Chinese." Qin Heng said indifferently.

"A word is a certainty, you are not allowed to regret it!" Lu Ziyi smiled and said, "I have remembered everything, the first Qin Xuantian in the eternal ages cannot regret it." ”

"As long as you still have the courage when the time comes. Qin Heng smiled.

"I've also defeated the Demi-Saint, so don't underestimate me. Lu Ziyi's willow eyebrows frowned slightly, and he said a little unconvinced: "The inheritance of the Yaochi Holy Sect, even in the ancient mythological era, is the top!"

"Well, you're right. Qin Heng was noncommittal, and withdrew the illusion by the way.

"You!!" Lu Ziyi's pretty face was flushed by Qin Heng's not salty and non-indifferent attitude, and he wanted to attack, but he sensed that the illusion had been withdrawn, so it was not good to do anything more.

However, her crimson face fell in the eyes of many classmates.

Suddenly thinking about it, the eyes that looked at Qin Heng were all full of envy, jealousy and hatred!!

"Damn!That's hooking up!?"

"It's only been a while!Lu Ziyi blushed, what did Qin Heng say just now?"

"You won't get started directly!

"It's awesome to look good!"

Many people whispered, although they all lowered their voices, under normal circumstances, only the adjacent table could hear it, but Lu Ziyi was so cultivated, his five senses and six senses were keen, and he naturally heard it clearly.

The holy woman, who grew up in Yaochi in the Tianshan Mountains since she was a child and had never had any contact with men, was talked about like this, her cheeks suddenly became redder, her head was lowered, and she was very shy.

"Humph!"

Qin Heng snorted lightly, ordinary people couldn't hear it, but it sounded in the minds of these people who were talking nonsense, like thunder, and the three or four people really fainted on the spot and lay on the table.

"......" Lu Ziyi was stunned for a moment, his eyes softened, and he said, "Thank you." ”

"It's nothing, just cleaning up the flies. Qin Heng said lightly.

"Will you go to Changping in three days and book a flight together?" Lu Ziyi sent an invitation to Qin Heng, she didn't think Qin Heng would refuse, after all, according to normal logic, no man would refuse an invitation from a beauty like her.

"I flew over on my own. Qin Heng said lightly.

"......" Lu Ziyi was stunned and said, "It is still difficult to fly more than 600 kilometers at the peak of the congenital peak." ”

The flight speed of a martial artist does not change depending on his own strength, but only related to his current realm, as well as his true qi, and the secret method of flying.

Ordinary innate peak, even if you have cultivated the secret method of flying and fly with all your strength, it will not exceed the speed of a hundred kilometers per hour, and the consumption of flying with all your strength is extremely high, and at most it will exhaust your true qi in an hour.

Lu Ziyi cultivated the peerless divine skills of the Yaochi Holy Sect, with a strong true qi, extremely strong essence, and an extremely clever flying secret method, but after all, it was only the peak of the innate nature, no matter how strong the strength was, the flight speed could not be too high.

She only flies at a speed of more than 200 kilometers per hour, and she has to stop and rest after flying for two hours in a row, otherwise her true qi will be exhausted, and her strength will be reduced in a short time.

Therefore, in Lu Ziyi's opinion, even if Qin Heng's strength is extremely high, and he is suspected of being the reincarnation of an ancient power, he may also have a strong flying secret method, but it should not be much faster than her.

There is a distance of nearly 700 kilometers from the capital to Changping, and it is really difficult to fly purely by yourself.

"I've been flying faster than the speed of sound. Qin Heng looked at Lu Ziyi with some surprise and chuckled: "Even if it's eight hundred kilometers, it only takes me half an hour." ”

"Super, supersonic??" Lu Ziyi was dumbfounded, looking at Qin Heng in shock, his small mouth opened into an O-shape, and he muttered: "How is this possible??"

It is not impossible for the congenital peak to break the sound barrier to attack, Lu Ziyi can do it himself, but flying in the sky at supersonic speed, how can this be something that the congenital peak can do!?

"You still have to fight me?" Qin Heng chuckled.

"Seeing is believing. Lu Ziyi said unconvinced: "I have to fight in person to know the strength and weakness." ”

"Whatever you want. Qin Heng sighed slightly.

This Yaochi saintess is afraid that she was not frozen by the water of Yaochi on the Tianshan Mountain, and her temperament is a little straight, and she doesn't know how to turn.

......

Three days passed in a flash.

For Qin Heng, it was rare to have such a peaceful time, he didn't encounter any big battles, and everything was very comfortable.

Of course, it is mainly because Shi Yiguang, the maid, does a good job, whether it is sanitation and cleaning, or cooking and cooking, the means are all first-class and a little advanced.

This made Qin Heng live very comfortably in the newly bought villa.

However, comfort and comfort are always short-lived, in this era when the undercurrent is surging and about to surge, even Qin Heng can't be calm for so long.

October 29th.

Qin Heng took off from the capital and flew towards Changping City, Jinzhou.

At the same time, in the Forbidden City, six semi-saints moved together, twelve congenital peaks, boarded a flight to Jinju, and there were many ancient temples in the mountains, hidden Taoist temples, and ancient families, all of whom walked out and went to Jinju.

There are even many people from other countries who look very different from Chinese, or blond hair, or black skin and curly hair, who try to cross the border and come to China, but are all turned away.

Of course, there are also some people who sneak in.

The secret realm of the Battle of Changping is about to open in Changping, Jinju, and in the world of transcendentals, it is no longer a secret.

The mythological organization can't hide it, the key to open the secret realm, after all, it was taken back from Japan, and it is inevitable that the rumors will leak, and various countries also have ancient inheritances, so they can guess that they are not far from ten.

For a time, the whole world was surging, from the transcendent to the mundane, all of which were in turmoil.

After the revival of Reiki begins!

The first space-time imprint secret realm that appeared must be crucial!

Regardless of the many martial arts cheats and weapons contained in it, the secrets of the ancient times contained in them alone can be called treasures!

For foreigners, the secret realm of the Battle of Changping, they must fight!

Even if China refuses!

Even if the myth is prevented!

It is still impossible to prevent it, and many foreign transcendents have secretly lurked in.

And for the Chinese, the secret realm of the Battle of Changping must be preserved!

The final harvest must be Chinese, even if it is not obtained by the mythological organization, it must be obtained by the Chinese!!

If you are a foreigner.

Whoever gets it, kills him, and then grabs it!!

This is related to the opportunity of the era of Reiki revival in the future, and it is also related to the dignity of the whole country!!

Surreptitiously!

As the time of November 1 is getting closer and closer, the atmosphere of the entire transcendent world has become like a fire cooking oil, and it is extremely lively.

But ordinary people in the world are ignorant of this.

Perhaps only the people of Changpyeong, Jinju can feel that there are more and more outsiders coming here recently, and there are also many religious people, which seems strange.

Qin Heng fell from the outskirts of Changping City and took a taxi to the high-end hotel closest to the Changping Battle Relics Museum.

Just arrived.

I saw Lu Ziyi.

She came by flight, and she had to leave more than ten hours earlier than Qin Heng.

After all, there are no flights in Changping City, so she can only fly to Jincheng, the provincial capital of Jinzhou, first, and then come by special car.

At this time, a handsome-looking, more than 1.8 meters tall, and a young man who looked to be in his twenties was talking to Lu Ziyi, and he talked without saying a word.

Lu Ziyi obviously didn't want to deal with him, and when she saw Qin Heng getting out of the car, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she hurriedly waved her hand and walked over to Qin Heng.

"Damn!" The man's eyes were cold, he had already taken a fancy to Lu Ziyi, the Holy Maiden of Yaochi, and was thinking about taking advantage of the opening of this secret realm to have a good strategy, but he didn't expect to kill halfway to bite the gold.

The man glanced at Qin Heng and found that the aura was only the peak of the innate nature, and the true qi did not have any qualities, obviously not a disciple of the Ancient Divine Sect, most of them were just the innate of ordinary martial arts families.

A trace of contempt flashed in his eyes, and he also walked over, came to Qin Heng, pointed at him very casually, and asked Lu Ziyi at the same time, "Senior Sister Lu, is this your friend?"

"Well, friend. Lu Ziyi's willow eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she found that the young man was a little tight from herself, she subconsciously moved a few steps away, widened the distance between herself and the man, and occupied a closer place with Qin Heng.

Seeing this, the man's face sank slightly, and his heart was filled with murderous intent!!

Brat!

You're a trash who isn't a disciple of the Ancient God Sect, and you also want to get involved with Senior Sister Lu?

What a toad wants to eat swan meat!

Now I will make you lose face and make Senior Sister Lu completely disgusted with you!

The man sneered inwardly.

He looked at Qin Heng, his chin rose slightly, and he said a little arrogantly: "In the lower Song Yuanke, the master of the Big Dipper Star Palace of Zhou Tian Xingchen Pavilion, the pavilion master is passed down personally, I don't know which Divine Sect this junior disciple is from, and who he is trained from?"

"What kind of thing are you, and you deserve to call me junior brother?" Qin Heng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said lightly: "Get out!"