In the next fifty years, Zhang Shijie cultivated to the realm of the Sword of Life at a jaw-dropping speed, and stepped into the core of the Sword Cultivation Society.

In this process, Zhang Shijie knew the past of the giant eye star and the origin of the sword cultivation, and he knew that there were other monks in this world besides the sword cultivation, but the aura of these monks was not as condensed and restrained as the sword cultivation, and they could not escape the search of the angels, and they were wiped out in the early days of the white invasion.

And the sword cultivator escaped the search of the angels due to the characteristics of its power condensation and retained.

In fact, ordinary monks are not without fish that have slipped through the net, but due to the bad habit of ordinary monks cherishing their own brooms, and the fact that it is extremely difficult to find disciples with spiritual roots, they have gradually disappeared.

And sword cultivation has been an open group from the beginning, and even before the white invasion, sword cultivation exercises have been widely spread, which also makes sword cultivation not pay attention to the practice cheats.

Since the fall of the Giant Eye Star and the establishment of the Sword Cultivator Society, they have deliberately printed the basic exercises in batches and spread them widely.

Although sword cultivation is difficult, it has also produced countless geniuses on the huge population base.

After successfully condensing the Sword of Life in the secret base in the wilderness outside Puluo City, Zhang Shijie was taken to the headquarters of the Sword Cultivator "Ziyang Holy City".

This is a city located deep underground in the vast mountains in the south, where he met the founder of the Sword Cultivator Society, one of the Three Sword Monarchs of Ziyang, Yi Jianjun, and was accepted by him as a personal disciple.

After that, Zhang Shijie stayed in the Ziyang Holy City for ten years, during which he was carefully taught by his master. For the first time in this decade, Zhang Shijie felt safe. He felt happiness, he felt freedom, he felt happiness, and at the same time he knew what responsibility was.

In this decade, Zhang Shijie erected a lofty ideal, that is, one day, to drive the white invaders out of the giant star.

Ten years later, Zhang Shijie left the Holy City. Returned to the city of his birth, and the city he hated the most, Promi.

In this cold steel forest, Zhang Shijie led one resistance after another, carried out one assassination after another, he could not remember how many of his comrades were burned to death by the white Holy See, nor how many of his compatriots were executed in retaliation, and he did not remember how many white officials, officers, and policemen. The merchant died at his own hands, and he couldn't even remember how many times he faced a mortal dilemma. In this test of life and death, Zhang Shijie's soul has long been as tenacious as his own life sword.

When he received the news of the invasion of the Grey Angel. Immediately enter the complex sewers of Promi City and disperse as is customary. He didn't know how many times he had encountered this situation, and being hunted by the powerful Gray Shadow Archangel who was proficient in space talent was nothing new to him.

In the past, no matter how dangerous the situation, he was never afraid or panicked, which may be the reason why he was able to turn danger into a disaster many times.

But today, for some reason, an unwarranted fear of being targeted by a natural enemy has been weighing on his heart. Leave him breathless.

Zhang Shijie did not hesitate to turn and fly in the labyrinthine sewer, and his speed was almost to the extreme.

Covering an area of nearly 500,000 square kilometers, the city is home to 300 million Caucasian and more than 2 billion yellow slaves.

The sewers in Promie City are so complex that even the most experienced plumbing slaves have to hold a map to enter. But Zhang Shijie is as familiar with this place as his own back garden. He didn't know how many times he had escaped the pursuit of angels by taking advantage of the complex terrain here.

But today, Zhang Shijie has lost his previous confidence.

With Xiao Ziyang's powerful divine thoughts. If he wanted, everything in the entire Prome City could not escape his perception, of course, he didn't dare to do this, if he dared to fully spread his spiritual power, it would be equivalent to saying to the Seraphic Angel sitting here, "I'm coming, come and arrest me!"

However, it was easy to explore the city's complex underground waterways, so not only did he know Zhang Shijie's location, but he could even judge where the other party would flee next.

Xiao Ziyang quickly judged Zhang Shijie's destination, he smiled slightly, and his figure disappeared in a flash.

He unleashed the teleportation technique in this complex sewer.

When Xiao Ziyang reappeared, he was already in front of Zhang Shijie's escape, in a sewer that looked like no difference.

But Xiao Ziyang knew that right next to him, there was a secret door leading to the ground, and on the ground was a big factory in full swing.

At that time, he only needs to collect the sword of life and blend it into the factory slaves, unless there is an archangel-level existence to distinguish every worker, it will not be able to find it at all.

Although the pressure in his heart is getting bigger and bigger, Zhang Shijie has no intention of giving up, he fled quickly, getting closer and closer to his destination, but no one has ever caught up, and he has even begun to wonder if he is too sensitive.

As soon as he turned the crossroads in front of him, he could blend through the secret door into the huge factory on the ground, and great hope rose in his heart.

Unfortunately, sometimes the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. The moment Zhang Shijie turned the crossing, he was like a lightning strike, and his flight came to an abrupt end, and he looked at the fat monk standing under the secret door in disbelief.

However, Zhang Shijie's perseverance is far beyond ordinary people, although he is desperate, he is not decadent, he only reacted for a moment, and his reaction was full of determination.

I saw him open his mouth and spray, and a golden flying sword turned into a meteor and flew towards the fat monk in front of him.

Zhang Shijie didn't want to hurt the enemy with a flying sword, the divine thoughts of sword cultivation were very peculiar, far inferior to ordinary monks, but the quality of their divine thoughts far exceeded that of ordinary monks, so few people could evade the detection of sword cultivation's divine thoughts, but once this happened, it showed that the other party must be extremely powerful.

During the flight, Zhang Shijie naturally released his divine thoughts to explore the way, but before he saw this fat monk, he didn't even perceive the existence of the other party, not only that, but now although his eyes saw the other party, his divine thoughts still couldn't perceive the other party.

Zhang Shijie has faced the Gray Shadow Angel at the level of the Archangel more than once, and he clearly knows that the Gray Shadow Archangel can't do this.

"Could it be the archangel-level gray shadow angel?" Zhang Shijie speculated as he locked his mind tightly on the life sword inside the flying sword, ready to urge the life sword to explode at any time.

Different from the Yuan Infant of an ordinary monk, the condensation of the power of the Sword Cultivator's Life Sword has reached the extreme, once the power of the self-explosion is extremely amazing, even if it is the Yuan Shen Law of the Transformation Monk, if the Jing Distance bears the self-explosion of the Sword Cultivation Life Sword, there is a possibility of collapse.

The defense of the Gray Shadow Angel is already extremely poor, and there is even a precedent for the Gray Shadow Angel at the level of the Archangel to be killed by the self-explosion of the Sword Cultivation Sword.

Zhang Shijie urged the flying sword to shoot towards the other party with all his strength, and at the same time regretted in his heart that if the other party was really a gray shadow angel at the archangel level, his life sword self-explosion might not be able to form a fatal threat to the other party. From beginning to end, there was not a trace of fear in his heart.

Xiao Ziyang looked at the decisive look in the other party's eyes, and couldn't guess what the other party wanted to do.

For the long-lived Yuanying monk, it is so strong and heroic to be able to decide to sacrifice his life for righteousness in an instant. Xiao Ziyang suddenly felt that his despair was really ridiculous, even they who lived in the sewers did not despair, what kind of hope did they have!

Zhang Shijie was very surprised to see a smile of appreciation on the other party's face, and then he raised his hand and waved his sleeve, and his life sword disappeared without a trace.

Zhang Shijie was not too disappointed and surprised by this result, if the other party was really an archangel-level existence, it was an existence that was even more powerful than his master, the most powerful Ziyang Three Sword Monarch of the Sword Cultivation Society, if he was easily injured by himself, it would be a strange thing.

Zhang Shijie glanced at the other party coldly, and the remaining sword yuan in his body surged, and he was about to shatter his heart and sea of knowledge.

Although Xiao Ziyang had expected this, he was still surprised by this person's determination, ordinary monks really couldn't understand Zhang Shijie's contempt for life and death from Zhang Shijie, who had grown up in a cruel environment and had faced life and death many times.

Xiao Ziyang's heart moved, and a powerful divine thought suddenly invaded this person's body, imprisoning all the sword elements in the opponent's body. Then, with a wave of his sleeve, he imprisoned the man in the Myriad Stars Realm.

After Xiao Ziyang brought this person into the Myriad Star Realm, he was slightly stunned for a moment, sighed, and his body moved, and he teleported out of the stinking sewer.

When Xiao Ziyang reappeared, he returned to the dark and dirty alley, and his appearance changed to the image of an elderly white man again, and then Shi Shiran walked out of the box in the inexplicable eyes of the three beggars.

From entering the alley to walking out of the alley, Xiao Ziyang only took more than ten minutes before and after, but his mood was completely different.

Back on the street, Xiao Ziyang waved to stop a taxi.

Xiao Ziyang's fake identity in Promi City is a retired senior engineer in spaceship manufacturing, named Deville, with the title of Lord Honor, a lonely family, with a lot of savings, and a villa in the high-class community of Promie City, Prince.

Xiao Ziyang got into the taxi and said in an authentic Buddha's Lin accent: "Nine hundred and twenty-seven in the Plint community." ”

The forest of the Buddha is the capital of the former Radiant Empire, the name of the province of the Buddha's forest, in the former Radiant Empire people were proud to be able to speak a Buddha in the forest dialect, after the establishment of the new Radiant Empire, this old custom was promoted by the Holy See, in order to spur the people not to forget the honor of the empire.

When the taxi driver heard this, he was immediately in awe and said respectfully, "Okay, old man, please fasten your seat belt." ”