Seeing Zheng Lun's smile, everyone present was a little stunned, and they didn't know why Zheng Lun, who was so cowardly just now, showed such a smile at this time.

"Divine power?The two white lights in General Zheng's nose turned out to be a magical power?" Chonghei Hu heard Zheng Lun's words and stood up with a surprised face.

What is supernatural powers? Supernatural powers cannot be taken by common sense.

The most famous supernatural power is the three heads and six arms, the law of heaven and earth, seventy-two changes.

Needless to say, the three heads and six arms are naturally a sharp weapon for group warfare.

The Dharma Heaven and Earth is not simply to make the body bigger, after using the Dharma Heaven and Earth Divine Power, the physical body will become hard, and at the same time, the strength will also increase.

If you look at it according to common sense, if the same object becomes larger, the density will definitely decrease, and the defense power will naturally be much weaker, but the law of heaven and earth completely violates this common sense.

All the monks knew that the strength of the various alien beasts in the Flood Wilderness was much stronger than that of the monks of the same level, and they could even kill the monks of the same level in an instant.

Because their flesh is inherently hard, their flesh is huge, and their bodies are capable of accommodating more power. But in the same way, their cultivation speed is also slow because of this.

If a monk has the cultivation speed of the human race, coupled with the combat power of a desolate beast, then this must be a powerful monk.

And the seventy-two supernatural powers can just meet this condition. Cultivate with the human body and Dao body, and fight with the body of the desolate beast.

Having supernatural powers means that you can skip the level of challenges, which means that you can be called invincible among monks who do not have supernatural powers at the same level.

Thinking of the incredibleness of all kinds of supernatural powers that the master had told him, Chonghei Hu looked at Zheng Lun in front of him with more and more surprise.

"I didn't expect it! I didn't expect that my Black Tiger would be defeated by a supernatural monk this time, and I was unjustly defeated!"

After listening to Chongheihu's words, several generals in Jizhou all looked at each other, although they didn't know what this Chongheihu meant, but as long as they looked at Chongheihu's happy and convincing expression now, they knew that this Zheng Lun was definitely not as ordinary as it looked.

Su Hu was the first to react, grabbed Zheng Lun's arm with surprise on his face and said: "In the past, the general came to vote, and Hu knew that the general was an extraordinary person, and he didn't want to protect the profound, so he still let the general's pearl be dusty." It's a sin to protect!"

Su Hu said as he brought Zheng Lun to the side to sit down, soothing with kind words.

When Zhao Bing and the others saw Su Hu like this, they couldn't care about the embarrassment, and hurriedly came over.

"General Zheng is extraordinary, I didn't notice it for a while, and I was so sneering, it's really a capital crime, a capital crime!" Zhao Bing said with a sincere face on the side, no longer having the mocking face just now.

"Master Hou, there are still people fighting outside, and my subordinates are going to fight first, and I am lost!" Zheng Lun said lightly, and then got up and left the hall.

Seeing Zheng Lun like this, Su Hu's face also sank.

Zhao Bing leaned over from the side and said, "Master Hou, it seems that this Zheng Lun is still dissatisfied with us! Since he is so powerful, even the immortal immortals can defeat him, if he is against him, then ......"

Zhao Bing didn't continue because he saw that Su Hu's face had completely sunk.

Chongheihu, who was sitting on the top, heard Zhao Bing's words, and took a deep look at Su Hu, and didn't speak, just lowered his head and pondered.

It seems that this Su Hu is ready to attack Zheng Lun, I don't know if I can have a chance to take this Zheng Lun under his command, this Zheng Lun's strength is very strong!

Subsequently, Chonghei Hu could only shake his head helplessly, his little Cao Zhou was only afraid that Zheng Lun would not look down on it!

This Su Hu's reputation outside is that he is an upright gentleman, but where are these princes who have a real gentleman?

At this time, when he heard Zhao Bing's remarks, he unconsciously killed Zheng Lun.

Yang Jian stood under the city, quietly waiting for Zheng Lun to come out.

As soon as the news that Chonghei Tiger was captured by Zheng Lun reached the camp, everyone was in a panic, who didn't know that the strength of his second master was very powerful, and with the help of the strange treasure red gourd, I don't know who could take Chonghei Tiger down.

Chonghou Hu was also very anxious when he heard the news, although he said that he didn't want to see this younger brother, but after all, he was a fellow mother, so how could he really care about his life or death.

At this moment, Chonghou Hu saw Yang Jian, who was sitting indifferently on the side, his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly took two steps forward, and said to Yang Jian: "Please also ask the Taoist to help!"

After hearing the situation of Chonghei Tiger being taken down by Zheng Lun, Yang Jian knew that this Zheng Lun was the monk who specialized in soul as the master said.

Yang Jian was about to try his depth by fighting with that Zheng Lun, but when he heard Chonghou Hu's request, he nodded slightly and agreed.

Not long after, Yang Jian saw Zheng Lun riding a fire-eyed golden-eyed beast out of Jizhou City, followed by his three thousand crow soldiers.

Seeing Yang Jian, Zheng Lun's muscles tightened, after all, this Yang Jian was at least an immortal according to Chongheihu, Zheng Lun didn't dare to be careless.

I saw Yang Jian wearing a Taoist robe, a silk belt around his waist, and bast shoes on his feet, standing there quietly, without the slightest momentum in his body, and he didn't start to make waves.

"Where did the Daoist come from? You don't practice in the mountains and islands, why do you come to wade through this troubled water with red dust? Why don't you go back early, lest the thousand-year-old cultivation be all over the cake!" Zheng Lun shouted at Yang Jian.

"I am Yang Jian, a qi practitioner on Jinao Island, and I was ordered by my master to go down the mountain to assist Chonghou Hu to pacify Jizhou, why don't you descend early, and you will be spared the scourge of swords!" Yang Jian shouted with a playful face, he thought it was very fun to shout like this, uh, very funny!

Isn't it ridiculous that you're going to work desperately, and you still shout for each other's good?

Looking at the smile on Yang Jian's face, Zheng Lun was suddenly furious, and the depression in his heart seemed to have found an outlet at this time.

Zheng Lun urged the fire-eyed golden-eyed beast to sit down, and the two demon-subduing pestles in his hands smashed down towards Yang Jian's head.

Yang Jian only took out his three-pointed two-edged knife at this time and gently held it above his head. Zheng Lun's powerful blow smashed on Yang Jian's three-pointed two-edged knife, and there was no shock at all.

Yang Jian's cultivation of "Nine Turns Yuan Gong" has reached the sixth layer of the Golden Immortal Realm, and the strength of his body is immeasurable, moving thousands of mountains, holding the sun and moon, and playing with the stars are just idle.

No matter how powerful this Zheng Lun is, how can he be seen by Yang Jian.

But the depression in Zheng Lun's heart at this time was about to drive him crazy, so he just kept hammering Yang Jian with two demon-slaying pestles.

Yang Jian didn't resist either, it looked like an elephant looking at an ant that stretched out its legs to trip over him, his face was full of playfulness.

With a wave of his hand, the three-pointed and two-edged knife in his hand collapsed Zheng Lun and the pestle together, and even the fiery golden-eyed beast he was sitting on was rolled a few times.

"Hiss". The soldiers watching the battle on both sides all gasped, is this young man still human? Too strong!

They guessed right, in fact, strictly speaking, Yang Jian is no longer human!

"Zheng Lun, I heard from the teacher that you have a magic technique, and the white light in your nose can make you dizzy, and today I want to try your magic technique!" Yang Jian said to Zheng Lun.

Yang Jian was very curious about what was so powerful about this strange art that his master had repeatedly advised.

"Do you really want to see it? I'll tell you in advance, this is a magical power!" Zheng Lun wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and sneered.

"Divine powers?" Yang Jian's expression became serious, Yang Jian himself has magical powers, of course he knows the perversion of divine powers.

Especially Zheng Lun's cultivation of this kind of partial power, specializing in one supernatural power, is often surprisingly powerful.

Zheng Lun stood up, turned over and got the Fire-Eyed Golden-Eyed Beast, urging the Fire-Eyed Golden-Eyed Beast to gallop towards Yang Jian.

"Hmph" Yang Jian only heard a snort like a bell, and then saw two white lights shooting out of Zheng Lun's nose, flying towards him like a snake.

As soon as Yang Jian was about to dodge, he felt that his body was a little sluggish, and then the white light fell on him, and Yang Jian immediately felt that his consciousness suddenly became dim.

At this time, Zheng Lun also came to Yang Jian's side, and the demon pestle in his right hand hit Yang Jian's head fiercely, and then a dull voice was heard.

Then, the demon slaying pestle in Zheng Lun's right hand was bounced high, and Yang Jian's head was not hurt in the slightest.

This heavy blow also woke Yang Jian up from his groggy state, and Yang Jian's body reaction was still slightly slow when he woke up.

Zheng Lun saw that Yang Jian had woken up, and then snorted again, and the two white lights in his nose flew out again, and Yang Jian fainted again.

"Bang" Zheng Lun hit Yang Jian's head with another magic pestle, Yang Jian was woken up again, and then Zheng Lun snorted again.

"Hmph" ...... "dong"......

"Hmph" ...... "dong"......

"Hmph" ...... "Knock knock"...... It turned out that Zheng Lun began to smash them together with two demon-slaying pestles.

The soldiers on both sides of the camp all looked at this scene stupidly.

At the same time, on a certain cloud in the sky, some unscrupulous master was holding his stomach and laughing.

Yu Yuan was almost unable to laugh, this was the first time he had laughed like this since he came to the World of Gods.

After Yu Yuan dealt with the affairs of Beihai, he finally didn't worry about Yang Jian, so he came to Jizhou to secretly hide above the clouds to prevent his precious apprentice from having an accident.

turned out to let him see this funny scene in front of him. Yang Jian's body was extremely hard, and it was not something that Zheng Lun could break through at all, and Yu Yuan was not worried about him at all.

He didn't expect that the two white lights in Zheng Lun's nose were not anomalous arts, but magical powers. At the same time, Yu Yuan also saw that Zheng Lun's supernatural power was not something that could be cultivated the day after tomorrow.

Zheng Lun's supernatural power seems to be given by the laws of heaven, and after the acquired cultivation, this supernatural power is extremely powerful.

In fact, this is also the reason why Yang Jian's cultivation is not enough.

Yang Jian's current cultivation is only the realm of the fine line of the early stage of the Golden Immortal, and the law has no way to protect his body at all.

If Yang Jian broke through to the realm of the middle stage of the Golden Immortal, and the law turned into a dragon body wrapped around his body, this Zheng Lun's divine power would not be able to break through his defenses at all.

Yang Jian was extremely depressed every time he woke up at this time, and anyone who woke up and made people dizzy, and kept knocking on his head, would not be happy.

Zheng Lun was also very depressed at this time, what is this Yang Jian's body made of? Why is it so hard, his demon slaying pestle is about to bend, and this Yang Jian still has nothing to do!