Zhen Zheng's eyes were puzzled, what Divine Dragon Holy Ancestor, Pixiu Holy Ancestor, Zhen Zheng had never heard of. Zhen Zheng ignored Gu Yongqing's excited nonsense, turning into a blood-colored giant blade, "Giant soldier slashes the gods!"

When Gu Yongqing saw such a powerful sword technique, he wanted to dodge, but unexpectedly, the blood-colored giant blade emitted a bloody smell, Gu Yongqing felt in a trance, and when he woke up, the blood blade was already hanging above his head, and he couldn't dodge.

"Dark Shield!" The Eight Kings Hall shouted, and a black round mirror appeared above his head, blocking Zhen Zheng's fatal blow, Zhen Zheng felt that he had lost control of the giant blade, and the blood blade became smaller little by little, and finally disappeared, and a trace of crack appeared in the black disc.

Zhen Zheng's heart sank slightly, this is the first time that someone has broken "Sword Eight" so easily, although it is only the first type, but Zhen Zheng's sword saint realm's blow is not the same as the previous one, Zhen Zheng looked at the black round mirror and knew that this thing was powerful.

The Eight Kings Hall looked at the crack on the shield, and set off a storm in his heart, this small round mirror was refined with the crystal nucleus in Pixiu's body, it was the most essence of a Pixiu, it was never broken after refining, it was his talisman treasure, and now it was broken by Zhen Zheng and his heart was dripping blood.

"Boy, whether you are the reincarnation of Min Gongen or not, you must die!" The Eight Kings Palace's face was hideous, and a few words were squeezed out of his mouth, he now hated Zhen Zheng.

A huge cyan Pixiu appeared in front of Gu Yongqing, the cyan flame on Pixiu's head was huge, with green fangs, Pixiu opened his mouth to highlight a cyan fireball, and a cyan fireball was also condensed in the hands of the Eight Kings Palace, hitting the fireball towards Zhen Zheng.

The two fireballs fused together and expanded rapidly, Zhen Zheng couldn't feel any temperature from the fireball, he didn't know what powerful this fireball was, but he didn't dare to try it easily.

Zhen Zheng teleported out of a range of several miles, and the fireball was still chasing in the direction of Zhen Zheng, no matter how Zhen Zheng teleported, he was followed by the fireball.

"Boy, my talent after becoming a sword master is to master a cyan flame, which can track people's souls, as long as it touches the body, the soul will be burned out, you can enjoy this flame slowly. The cold voice of the Eight Kings Hall sounded, and his eyes were bloodthirsty, as if he imagined the miserable appearance of Zhen Zheng when his soul was burned.

Zhen Zheng flashed thousands of miles away, but he still couldn't escape the pursuit of the cyan flames. "This flame is really troublesome, the sword qi can't affect it, and it can't be shaken off, it seems that the Ten Thousand Swords Song of "Sword Eight" seems to be able to attack the soul, so it's better to try the effect. ”

Zhen Zheng turned around to face the attacking cyan flames, and slapped his hands suddenly, "Ten Thousand Swords!" shouted loudly in his mouth, the sound of the Tao was pervasive, the air waves rolled, the cyan flames were impacted by the sound waves, and the color was bleak, Zhen Zheng clapped his hands again, and the cyan flames disappeared.

A golden giant sword flew over, and the Eight Kings Hall stood on the sword with a gloomy expression, but he didn't expect his most powerful killer weapon to be easily broken by Zhen Zheng. Zhen's face turned slightly pale, and he continued to teleport and use Sword Eight, even if he was a Sword Sect master, he was very struggling, and less than half of the sword qi was left in his body.

"The Eighth Hall of the Ancient Clan, you will take my strongest blow. A red blood ball appeared in Zhen Zheng's hand, gradually covering his arm, Zhen Zheng's hand turned into a blood-red dragon claw, the claw fingers were like a three-foot sharp sword, and several two-ulnar bone spurs protruded from the arm, the bone tip was sharp, and the bloody aura was overflowing.

The Eight Kings Hall stared at the changes in Zhen Zheng's arm, slightly surprised, he felt a terrifying pressure from Zhen Zheng's arm. "Not good", the Eight Kings Hall shouted, and instantly flashed dozens of meters to the side, a few strands of black hair fell in the air, and a silver thin sword flew into Zhen Zheng's hand.

"Unfortunately, it's just a little bit. "Zhen Zheng has already communicated with Xiao Yin, he is here to attract the attention of the Eight Kings Palace, and then let Xiao Yin suddenly attack, Xiao Yin is just an ordinary long sword, and there is no sword energy, so it is difficult to be detected. But after all, the other party is a Sword Saint powerhouse, and his spiritual sense is keen, so he can dodge the fatal blow.

The Eight Kings Hall looked at the few strands of black hair that fell, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and the feeling of wandering between life and death that had not appeared for decades came to his mind.

Zhen Zheng missed a blow, no longer fell in love with the fight, and turned around to escape. "Since you've come to my territory, why don't you come down and sit down?" An ethereal voice came, and Zhen Zheng found himself trapped by a sword qi cage, the golden sword qi on the cage was intertwined in a net, and his sword qi clone could not be separated from his body.

An old man in a black robe appeared, with a jade pendant pinned to his waist, which was the same as the jade pendant of a middle-aged man. "Old eight, you were really embarrassed just now," the old man laughed gloatingly, and turned to Zhen Zhengdao, "Boy, my sword qi can trap your sword qi, so don't think about teleporting and running away, obediently follow me back to the Seven Kings Palace, I will refine you into a puppet, and the number of puppets of my Sword Sect will increase by one at that time." "The old man in black saw Zhen Zheng's battle with the Eight Kings Palace, so he knew that Zhen Zheng would teleport supernatural powers.

"This kid may be the reincarnation of Min Gongen, we might as well find the third brother and search his memory. "The Eight Kings Hall is connected. The Seven Kings Palace's face changed slightly, and he smiled cruelly, "If it is really the reincarnation of Min Gongen, I will extract his soul and burn it forever with the karmic fire of the Western Regions." ”

"Sweep the gods!" Zhen Zheng shouted, and used Xiao Yin to swing a sword qi, and the cage sword net quickly expanded, and finally exploded. Zhen Zheng immediately teleported out thousands of miles and fled from here.

"Oh, Seventh Brother, your sword qi didn't trap him, he is just a Sword Sect, it seems that Seventh Brother's sword path has not advanced but retreated over the years. The Eight Kings Hall sneered on the side, and the Seven Kings Hall had a cold face, "We will immediately discuss this matter with the other brothers, and we must not let this kid live." The two figures gradually disappeared.

"The king of the ancient clan is really powerful, I didn't expect that the land of Wangji would also encounter a crisis, so I'd better go back first. ”

Zhen Zhengfei passed through a dense forest, descended, he felt that this place was familiar, and his body involuntarily walked towards the forest, where the trees were towering and poisonous snakes were hanging on the branches. Zhen Zheng suddenly remembered, isn't this the forest where he met He Panjun when he traveled south, I don't know if the woman who has waited for the Emperor Kaizu for a thousand years is okay now.

Zhen Zheng searched through the dense forest, and finally found the lotus pond, which still bloomed with delicate lotus flowers. One was pinched off, leaving only a flower stalk with a dragonfly standing on it, which seemed to have stood for a thousand years.

An image appeared in Zhen Zheng's mind.

A tall man finds a pond in the jungle and sits next to it to rest, admiring the lotus flowers blooming in the pond. "Who are you, how did you find here?" asked the woman in white. The man was slightly stunned, he didn't expect that there were still people living here, and when he looked back, he turned out to be a pretty woman, with skin better than snow and ruddy cheeks, like a lotus flower.

"I'm from the Central Plains, passing by here for a while, I don't know if the girl is here, please bear with me if you bother, is the girl living here alone?"

The woman bowed her head slightly, and her eyebrows showed sadness, "My grandfather and I live here, and I live on my grandfather to catch snakes. ”

The man's heart trembled, his brows furrowed slightly, a few days ago it was when he slaughtered the north of the city, the old man must have been more than lucky, and he was the culprit who killed the woman's relatives. The man broke the lotus flower beside him and plucked it.

"What are you doing, why do you want to take off the lotus flower and let it fall naturally?" the woman said hurriedly.

"For you. The man laughed.

The woman was stunned for a moment, her face was slightly red, "I don't want it, grandpa said that you can't ask for boys' things, otherwise you will marry him." ”

The man laughed, "Your grandfather asked me to pick you up, he made a lot of money in Wanbei City, let me take you to Wanbei, and I will take you to the Central Plains in the future." ”

"Really?" said the woman, half-incredulously.

The man's heart ached, and he smiled and said, "Really." ”

The image disappeared, Zhen Zheng came back to his senses, his eyes moist, "It seems that I not only have the memory and inheritance of Emperor Kaizu, but also feel his mood at that time." Zhen Zheng calmed down and continued to look for the woman.

The small wooden house next to it and a few acres of thin fields are there, but the woman in white is missing, Zhen Zheng is anxious, the woman has been guarding here for a thousand years, and she will not leave suddenly, I am afraid that there will be an accident.