"No, it's not me who sacrificed it!" Zhang Zhifeng waved his hand quickly. This was absolutely impossible to admit it. Judging from the meaning of this Tiansheng, if the boy was sacrificed by him, the Tiansheng would definitely not forgive him! Not to mention that it was not sacrificed by him, even if he was training, he would not admit it in front of the Tiansheng...

If you beat him to death, you won’t admit him to death! If you admit him, you will definitely be beaten to death.

Tian Sheng stared at Zhang Zhifeng with his eyes, and his powerful strength exploded with a huge pressure. The remaining power alone made Ding Daqin and others next to him take several steps before trembling and stabilizing their figure. Others didn't know how powerful Zhang Zhifeng was, but they already understood when they saw the sweat of his back soaked clothes on his back.

Tian Sheng saw Zhang Zhifeng for a while, especially when Zhang Zhifeng spoke, he looked even tighter. As if he had seen something in Zhang Zhifeng's eyes, his expression slightly eased, and then he put away the powerful aura that was oppressing everyone. Everyone gasped and exchanged a look of horror.

"Where do they come from? Let's make it clear!" Tian Sheng's voice was faint, no longer the pressure he had just now. However, in Zhang Zhifeng's ears, he still felt that the voice had a strong majesty and there was no way to oppose the slightest opposition.

Zhang Zhifeng was still hesitating, or he didn't know where to start. This was mainly because the other party was too strong, which forced him to deal with it carefully and did not dare to speak casually. If he said a wrong sentence, he might lose his life. This feeling was really frustrating.

"What should I do?" Zhang Zhifeng could not communicate with people outside, so he had to ask for help from the spirit of Thousand Wave Hammer in his heart.

"Boy, just say you picked it up. You said that the storage space has mutated and put them in the storage space. Then it's like this. Tian Sheng couldn't see the situation in your storage space, so he couldn't believe it!" said the spirit of Qianlang Hammer.

Zhang Zhifeng hesitated and said, "Is it feasible?" He always felt that he could not deceive Tiansheng.

"Speak quickly!"

Tian Sheng shouted angrily, and at the same time, he reached out his hand like lightning. Before Zhang Zhifeng reacted, he had already pinched his neck tightly.

All the cultivators were shocked. The absolute gap in strength!

The communication between Qianlangchu and Zhang Zhifeng was only a very short moment, but for Tiansheng, a mere third-rate cultivator dared to hesitate in front of him and should be killed!

Feeling the murderous intent and the terrifying energy of the "Tian Sheng" in front of him that was thousands of times larger than his unknown number, Zhang Zhifeng couldn't help but panic. This completely irresistible force made him feel death! He seemed to be an ant in front of the mountain, and any small stone falling on the mountain could kill him.

"They were sacrificed by the saint 'Yan'!" Ding Daqin suddenly said with his neck tampered.

"Oh?" Tian Sheng turned his head and looked at Ding Daqin seriously. He actually smiled slightly and nodded slightly, "Do you know?"

"I know everything!" Ding Daqin nodded reluctantly, and then continued without waiting for Tian Sheng to speak: "These three girls are the soul dolls that were refined by the 'Yan'. Later, we encountered 'Yan' and ran away. He tried casually and actually took the soul doll into the storage space. When it was released, the three dolls had already produced flesh and became the three of them."

Ding Daqin's tone was calm, as if he was talking about something irrelevant.

"That's it." Tian Sheng thought for a while, let go of Zhang Zhifeng, and asked him: "Is there aura of life in your storage space?"

Zhang Zhifeng was shocked. This was his own secret. Then he thought that the other party was Tian Sheng and knew that some changes in storage space were normal. He hurriedly replied: "There is life spirit, but they have all absorbed it."

"So that's it." Tian Sheng looked up. The sun in the sky had not yet set completely, but he could already see some shining stars. The stars on Misheng 6 are always so bright.

Zhang Zhifeng and others were frightened and didn't know what Tian Sheng was thinking.

"I'll take them away." Tian Sheng suddenly spoke, then he stretched out his hand and flew away with the three little girls.

"Dad...Dad..." The three little lolids immediately waved their arms at Zhang Zhifeng, crying and wanting to return to Zhang Zhifeng.

"Remember, filling some water into your storage space may have unexpected effects." Tian Sheng's voice came from afar.

...

All the cultivators all felt exhausted, but Zhang Zhifeng was still standing there, his thoughts were communicating with the spirit of Thousand Wave Hammers.

"Am I particularly cowardly?" Zhang Zhifeng asked.

"It's not cowardice, it's calmness! You finally understand what the enemy is strong and I'm weak. You no longer just fight hard. This is progress!" The spirit of Qianlang Hammer said seriously, "Also, in the future, you can call me 'Fingering Spirit'. Qianlang Hammer no longer exists."

Zhang Zhifeng laughed at himself: "Fight hard? I don't even have a chance to move..."

He comforted the spirit and said, "Don't be discouraged, how long have you been practicing? Three years, but only three years, the 'Tian Sheng' has been practicing for at least three thousand years. It is normal for there to be a gap."

Zhang Zhifeng thought for a while and suddenly asked, "Finging Spirit, do you say I will attack with all my strength, and using this finger to attack with all my strength will hurt that day Saint?"

The finger spirit was silent for a moment and whispered: "Weapons need enough power to exert power. You only have the third-grade seventh grade skill now... Attack with all your strength should be able to hurt ordinary saints, but Tian Sheng... The power of your fingers is now similar to your "martial" fists."

Zhang Zhifeng understood, and he asked again: "What if I had the cultivation level of a first-class master now?"

"To be honest, for the current Qianlang Hammer, no, your fingers, first-class and third-class cultivation can only exert a small amount of power. However, if you have the ability of a first-class master, ordinary saints will no longer be your opponent! When you reach the holy realm cultivation level, that day saint is no longer a problem!"

Zhang Zhifeng shook his head in disappointment. It sounded very strong, but the most difficult and clueless thing he is now is his cultivation of skills. In fact, it is not as good as

"Are you okay?"

When Zhang Zhifeng heard the sound, he turned to look. Seeing that everyone was looking at him worriedly, he couldn't help but feel warm and shook his head slightly.

He suddenly thought of something, turned his head to look at Ding Daqin and asked, "You have reached the holy realm?"

With Zhang Zhifeng's thought power, it was difficult for him to speak under the pressure of Tiansheng's momentum, but Ding Daqin could answer calmly. This was not something that could be achieved by a stable state of mind. He had to have considerable strength! Moreover, Tiansheng's attitude towards Ding Daqin was much better.

Everyone looked at Ding Daqin, their eyes full of incredible.

Ding Daqin smiled slightly, but nodded slightly.

"Wow!" Zhou Xinyi exclaimed, "I always felt like I was about to break through, but I didn't expect you to break through first! Tell me quickly, how did you break through?"

Everyone looked at Ding Daqin with fiery eyes. Although they had the experience of entering the country left by the Silver Ring Saint, they were no match for a cultivator who had just entered the holy realm to explain it himself!

After hearing Ding Daqin's careful explanation, everyone realized that he had suddenly broken through under the oppression of the Tiansheng just now. This made everyone sigh incredible and couldn't help but admire him.

At this time, Zhang Zhifeng felt very keenly that the two original skills in Ding Daqin's body had now turned into a very pure liquid skill. The powerful aura of the new power made him frightened.

The skills of the holy realm were completely transformed on the basis of a first-class master and turned into a pure liquid state. Naturally, the previous skills could no longer be practiced.

After everyone sighed, they couldn't help but look forward to the holy realm even more, and they wanted to start practicing immediately, but they broke through and became the holy realm!

After sitting for a while, everyone was about to leave the New Million Mountains and exchanged various strange contact equipment. Zhang Zhifeng sent away the cultivators, of course he did not forget to entrust them to find the land of the Blue-eyed and Green-eyed Li people.

The three brothers Ding Daqin, Li Yun, He Xiaoning, Zhou Xin, Jing Lu... disappeared from sight one by one...

Soon, only Zhang Zhifeng was left. It was not that he didn't leave, but that he didn't know where to go.

Looking at the little beast that had just returned from the distant woods and stood on his shoulders and acted coquettishly, Zhang Zhifeng couldn't help but sigh, and the song ended so quickly.

Even Shen Zhong went out to explore by himself because of his success in cultivation.

Zhang Zhifeng planned it and felt that the only thing he could do is to go to a few old friends' homes to reminisce about the past, or go back to Monkey King Mountain to see the master.

But he understood that the master did not want him to go back, at least before reaching the holy realm. It was not fun to go to the Unicorn Mansion or the Shinnv City, or the Five Elements City.

When it comes to cultivation, there is no spiritual medicine or spiritual treasure now. The extremely luxurious practice of the saint's body refining technique cannot be practiced anymore. Moreover, the whole body of skill cannot be increased by cultivation. The only thing that can continue to practice now seems to be "martial arts".

Zhang Zhifeng made up his mind and first glance at the Beast King's heart here. It would be better if he could get gold. At the same time, he was waiting for news about the Blue Eyes and Bijingli Human Clan, and when he saw the two daughters of Nanfeng and Qinghun, he would go to the sea area. The Tower of Tongtian would take more than four years to open. He wanted to go to the sea area to see the life of the sea area, and secondly, he would also see how the senior brother Hui tribe seized power.

He gently flipped the golden scale in his hand. Zhang Zhifeng had never been willing to use it as a weapon. Seeing that the golden scale seemed to be several times harder, I wonder what level of senior brother's cultivation has reached.

At this moment, Zhang Zhifeng suddenly trembled. He felt a chilling sound in his body, and a cool air rushed straight up his back, and felt a little like he had when he was on the edge of the mysterious forest. He slowly turned his head and saw a figure shrouded in his body in a wide cloak, standing quietly next to a big tree not far away. The evening wind was a little chilling, which made Zhang Zhifeng feel inexplicably cold.

He knew very well that the one who could appear silently beside him was definitely a saint!

"Who are you?"

In the dark forest, a golden finger shone brightly. Zhang Zhifeng's fingers collapsed straight, which was his only weapon now.

The figure who came moved slightly, and then a rough, shriveled, harsh and ugly voice came: "Are you dead?"

This sound is obviously a falsetto of skill condensation.

Zhang Zhifeng moved his steps slightly, and the cold feeling still existed. He seemed to have a pair of eyes staring at him through the black cloak, with sharp eyes, which made people feel uncomfortable.

After all, the other party is a master of holy realm who can threaten his life. Zhang Zhifeng is unwilling to inspire the other party, so he did not use bone touching techniques to detect it quietly.

"What do you mean I'm not dead? Does this person think I'm dead? Or is he going to kill me?" Zhang Zhifeng's thoughts moved quickly. He hesitated whether to start conquering the other party first, but he was really not sure.

"Who are you? Show your true face."

"Do you want to see?" The voice in the cloak changed likewise, and it seemed much weaker, as if it was the voice of a woman.

Zhang Zhifeng's brow suddenly frowned. The other party's attitude made him feel a little confused. After moving it slightly again, Zhang Zhifeng still felt that the other party's thoughts were tightly locked in him. It seemed that something was really wrong.

"Look!" Zhang Zhifeng stood proudly and said lightly. Except that the "Tian Sheng" put too much pressure on him and made him unable to resist, he had never been afraid of ordinary saints. Even if he couldn't beat him, jumping should not be a problem.

The figure on the opposite side slowly picked up the cloak, which was connected to the entire wide black robe.

Swish!

The cloak was thrown away with the black robe, and at the same time, the whole forest seemed to lit up. A beautiful woman appeared in place, and her three-curled temples indicated that she was already a woman...

Zhang Zhifeng looked at the other party blankly, completely at a loss. This woman was the witch girl of the Magic Mirror Palace that Zhang Zhifeng was very familiar with, Yu Yuanyuan.

Zhang Zhifeng thought countless times that when he saw Yu Yuanyuan again, he would have to find a way to regain his blood power. However, when he actually saw him, he realized that he was thinking too simply. His mind was in chaos, and Zhang Zhifeng didn't even think about the blood power at this time.

Zhang Zhifeng just looked at Yu Yuanyuan blankly, looking at her tall temples on her head, and after a while, he spoke hard: "This is..." Although the relationship between the two was just a chance, when they saw that the other party was already a wife, Zhang Zhifeng still felt uncomfortable as if he was twitching.

Yu Yuanyuan was already a master of the holy realm at this time. She gave Zhang Zhifeng a much stronger feeling than Ding Daqin. Moreover, the power in her body was also a very pure one. It seemed that the power of blood, lava core, and creativity, extraordinary treasures, spiritual treasures, and divine weapons were all transformed into the power of such masters of the holy realm.

Zhang Zhifeng finally reacted. He took a deep breath, causing pain in his chest. Then he slowly said: "You are coming to me to kill someone to silence me?"

Yu Yuanyuan was stunned and actually covered her mouth and smiled. Her cute expression made Zhang Zhifeng's heart pound. But he suppressed all the feelings in his heart, and a golden light appeared on his fingers. At the same time, his eyes also lit up golden, and in the early night that was gradually darkening, it was particularly eye-catching.

Yu Yuanyuan looked at Zhang Zhifeng and looked at him with a smile, as if she didn't take him seriously at all.

Zhang Zhifeng silently recalled the true meaning of martial arts, immersed himself in the state of "martial arts" that he remembered clearly with his body and mind. His body suddenly poured into his fingers. Zhang Zhifeng's figure shook and had already arrived in front of Yu Yuanyuan. His golden fingers rushed straight to Yu Yuanyuan's forehead.

Seeing Zhang Zhifeng attacking, Yu Yuanyuan smiled slightly and slowly closed her eyes!

A golden finger passed by a shadow and stopped rapidly in front of the beautiful jade-like smooth forehead. Zhang Zhifeng said coldly: "Why don't you hide? Are you here to seek death?"

Yu Yuanyuan opened her eyes, her eyes full of smiles: "After all, you can't bear to kill me."

The eyes that were so close to each other were extremely clear, but there were a hint of colorful ripples, like the autumn water under the moonlight. The eyes like black grapes turned slightly, and the smile in their eyes became stronger.

"Of course I'm not here to seek death, nor to kill you. If I kill you, will I be widowed?" Yu Yuanyuan said softly.

Zhang Zhifeng was shocked: "You, widow, I..." He seemed to have just understood and looked at Yu Yuanyuan incredibly.
To be continued...