"Who are you!?" Zhan Zhao held the Demon Que Sword and looked at this person coldly, "Why do you want to make trouble in the Heavenly Palace?"

The man sneered, his eyes were extremely cold, "Why are you making a big fuss about the Heavenly Palace?"

"The Heavenly Realm thinks it represents the Heavenly Dao and has imprisoned me for hundreds of years, and now that I have broken the seal, I naturally want to find the Heavenly Realm to liquidate, who are you!?" The man's eyebrows were upside down, and he was full of murderous intent, and the blazing red sword floating in front of him hovered in front of him, the killing intent was raging, and he sneered, "Seeing that there is a heavenly eye in the center of your eyebrows, could it be that the legendary Erlang Manifestation True Monarch!?"

"It is said that you are the number one god of war in the Three Realms, since this is the case, then, if you are defeated, then, the Heavenly Realm will let me gallop wide!" The man's expression was cold, his eyes turned slightly, and he put it on the Demon Que Sword in Zhanzhao's hand, and snorted coldly, "No, Erlang Zhenjun is not using a long sword, who are you!?"

Zhan Zhao took a deep breath and said leisurely, "I am not from the Heavenly Realm, but I have just come up from the Mortal Realm...... Although I don't know what grievances you have with the Heavenly Realm, if the Heavenly Realm collapses, the Three Realms will be unstable, so Zhan Mou can't let you wreak havoc!"

Zhan Zhao's eyes turned slightly, and he put it on the blazing red sword floating in front of the man, and faintly felt a scorching yang qi rushing towards him, and looked at the sword carefully, Zhan Zhao only felt as if he had seen it somewhere.

"Hmph, since you are not a person from the heavenly realm, and you dare to do a lot of things, then, let's die here today!" The man's blue and white robe fluttered, and the cold killing intent rose to the sky, approaching the Nine Heavens, like a demon god being reborn, and looked at Zhan Zhao coldly.

Zhan Zhao only felt a vast and majestic momentum pressing towards him, as straight as the tilt of Taiyue and the discharge of the Yellow River, and the power was compelling, but he didn't care, his divine sense had already seen clearly, this person was also a Taiyi Golden Immortal cultivator, the same as him. For people in the same realm, he asked himself if he had the sword moves taught by his predecessors, and in the same realm, he would not be defeated!

He grasped the Demon Que Sword, and wisps of purple light shot out from his Heavenly Spirit Cover, and then swung down, surrounding him, and a world-dominating aura surged from him, like the waves of the sea, surging endlessly.

The battle between the two was almost about to break out, but Zhanzhao suddenly felt that the person in front of him seemed to know him.

Although he had never seen this person, this person was dressed in a blue and white robe, and the sword made him feel endlessly familiar.

Suddenly, the Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals behind Zhanzhao were boiling, and the noise continued, with a hint of surprise and a hint of panic......

"This Origin Breath, it's him!?"

"It's Zhenjun!"

"That's right, it's the true monarch who originally announced the Three Realms and explained the way!"

"It's this Origin Breath!"

"What is the origin of the true monarch!?"

The noise of surprise was also mixed with a hint of doubt.

The man in the blue and white robes and Zhan Zhao both heard the voice of the Heavenly Soldier and Heavenly General, and both of them frowned slightly.

The man in the blue and white robe frowned because he felt that Zhan Zhao seemed to be a very remarkable figure, and Zhan Zhao frowned because he was now aware of this origin aura......

In other words, the so-called True Monarch refers to himself!

It's not the previous Zhanzhao, it's not Taichu, it's himself!

Zhanzhao was shocked in his heart, this was the first time he felt doubts about his identity...... Am I really the one who is really the king?

"Meet the True Monarch!" all the Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals fell to their knees, "Thank you True Monarch for coming to relieve the siege." ”

Zhan Zhao was a little irritable in his heart, and waved his hand lightly, "Get up!"

Those Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals hurriedly got up, but the person opposite Zhanzhao had a cold expression and snorted coldly, "Zhenjun, Erlang Zhenjun, no, if it is Erlang Zhenjun, they should know you, not what your origin is...... Who the hell are you!?"

"My name is Zhanzhao!" Zhanzhao shook his head, and all his thoughts came out of his mind.

He's figured it out, it's all just a mediocrity...... Regardless of what he is, he only knows that he is Zhanzhao, and that is enough, even if he is really the reincarnation of someone, so what? Anyway, in this life, he is just Zhanzhao.

"Zhan Zhao!?" The man's expression was cold, he hesitated for a moment, and sneered, "I don't know, since you want to stand up for the Heavenly Realm, then, this seat will solve you first! The Heavenly Realm is just a group of earth chickens and dogs, and even a Heavenly Court has to rely on outsiders to protect it, it's simply ridiculous, how can you call yourself Heaven!?"

The man's frenzy on his face did not diminish slightly, and he roared angrily, "In that case, what is the reason why this Heavenly Court can exist!?"

Zhan Zhao felt more and more familiar with this person, but at this moment, the time was urgent, and he couldn't think about it carefully, he snorted coldly, the Demon Que Sword in his hand flashed purple, and there was a groundbreaking aura bursting out, looking at the person in front of him coldly.

Suddenly, the Demon Que Sword flickered, and suddenly the purple light burst into flames, shaking Zhanzhao's hand, and a voice came from the Demon Que Sword, "Master, let me meet this person for a while!"

Wisps of purple mist hung down from the Demon Que Sword, constantly converging and merging, turning into a figure.

It was a purple figure, like an entity, with purple hair fluttering, and a monstrous domineering aura was released from the whole body, as if returning from a mythical battlefield, with boundless pride and domineering, it appeared in the air step by step.

Handsome and exquisite, his face was as clear as a carving, his eyes shot a purple light, he reached out and held the Demon Que Sword, and gently arched his hand towards Zhanzhao, "Master, let me deal with this person!"

"Demon Que!?" Zhan Zhao was slightly stunned, "Why do you call me the master, didn't you say before that my cultivation is too weak to be your master?"

A smile appeared on Mo Que's face, "Master, at that time, I could exert the cultivation of the Taiyi Golden Immortal, but you were just a scattered immortal, how can you be my master!? Now, you have also achieved the position of Taiyi Golden Immortal, so you can naturally be my master! This time, let me fight for the master!"

Zhan Zhao was slightly stunned, nodded, and said in surprise, "Are you sure you can defeat him?"

"The Taichu seniors not only passed on your Slayer Sword Technique, but also passed it on to me!" Demon Que smiled casually, and the Demon Que Sword pointed horizontally, pointing at the person in the blue and white robe, full of endless arrogance and domineering.

Only then did Zhan Zhao relax and nodded.

The sudden appearance of the Demon Que made everyone dumbfounded, especially the person in the blue and white robe, who stared at the Demon Que in surprise, and suddenly shouted, "What are you? How did you emerge from the sword, are you the soul that was sealed in the sword?"

"I'm the god of the Demon Que Sword!" Demon Que sneered, the purple light flashed on his body, pointed at the man, and said coldly, "With your cultivation, you don't know what the god in the weapon is...... Forget it, what are you talking about, it's better to fight!"

The appearance of the demon que made the man's face change.

When Zhan Zhao appeared, the man noticed that Zhan Zhao's cultivation was not below him, and the demon que that appeared now seemed to be the soul sealed in the weapon, but there was also an awe-inspiring coercion, like a demon god, and his cultivation was not below him, so he really changed his face.

"Gods?" the man muttered to himself, looking at the demon que in surprise, and suddenly his expression changed slightly, "I have seen it in ancient books, and the weapon is psychic and can derive the appearance of the weapon spirit...... Are you the spirit of that sword?"

"Hmph!~" Demon Que snorted coldly, shocked the sky, and shouted, "Don't compare me with those so-called low-level machine spirits, I am a god among weapons, not a machine spirit!"

"The machine spirit is just a will that has just been born in the weapon!And the gods are the recognition of the will of heaven and earth for weapons!" "Mo Que seemed to be very angry at the statement of the machine spirit, and he raised his head and roared, "No matter how the machine spirit evolves, it is just a machine spirit, and it will always be a weapon!"

"But the gods can jump out with the help of weapons, turn into a person, they can also practice, they can also continue to improve, to put it bluntly, the gods are a special life form recognized by heaven and earth!

"I actually dare to treat this seat as a machine spirit, and now I will kill you!" Demon Que roared madly, and the killing intent raged, shaking the Nine Heavens! )