In the West, Wang Zheng has bleed a lot. If someone accidentally fuses his blood and passes it on from generation to generation, he can have a blood connection with Wang Zheng.

Of course, this connection has become very weak. It is not possible to use this connection to trace the cause and effect and curse Wang Zheng.

"Have a dragon soul and my bloodline? This kid's fortune is quite good."

Wang Zheng looked at the boy and had a thought of getting close to him.

After a lifetime of thought, Wang Zheng walked towards the boy. He touched the boy who was one more head shorter than himself with his shoulders. Wang Zheng blinked and smiled harmlessly:

"Brother, what kind of holy garment are you targeting?"

The boy glanced at Wang Zheng, his expression was very cold and he ignored Wang Zheng at all.

Wang Zheng curled his lips and after he was bored, he stopped getting familiar with it. Instead, he watched the so-called Galaxy arena with interesting interest.

The so-called Galaxy arena is divided into two challenges, one is the soul and the other is the strength.

In terms of mind, the test is set by the strong men at the holy realm level. Only those who can pass the test are qualified to step onto the Galaxy arena.

In terms of strength, it is naturally a struggle!

After all, there are too many people who come here to see the name of the name. If everyone understands the Holy Clothes, how can you play?

Only powerful or potential young people are qualified to contact the Holy Clothes. Moreover, they can only be young people.

Only in this way can the Holy Realm control the power of the Holy Clothes in its own hands and be a complete and powerful force.

The teenagers' struggle is not exciting.

After all, the boys who can come here are not some wonderful and beautiful people. Such characters are divided up by various forces when they show signs early.

In places like the Holy Land where vows are taken to the bait, most of the disciples are more of those with firm minds.

The teenagers' battles were too childish, and in Wang Zheng's eyes, they were as boring as stone scissors and cloth.

However, Wang Zheng looked at the disciples who had already matured on the top of the ring with relish.

"My name is Bai, and I come from the chaotic sea. My target is the Draco Sacred Clothes!"

Finally, the young man Wang Zheng was very interested in appeared. It seemed to be similar to his personality. He didn't say much. After briefly introducing himself, he began to wait for his opponent.

There are more calm young men, but as a powerful sacred land, there are still creatures like elves that are close to nature. Now, as the elves king, Jialan sees the uniqueness of the young man.

I saw a smile on Jia Lan’s handsome face:

"So, boy, can you tell me why you want to be a Saint?"

The boy was silent for a while, finally raised his head and said firmly:

"I want to become stronger!"

"I want to become very strong! Only Saint Seiya is the easiest existence to become stronger."

"Then...if you become a Saint Seiya, what do you want the Saint Land to do to you?"

It seemed that he could see the firmness in the boy's heart. The smile on Jia Lan's face remained unchanged and continued to ask the next question.

The boy narrowed his eyes: "I hope the Holy Land can help me kill God!"

"If I can, I will give all my loyalty and life!"

"If not, I will leave today and look for other powers, even if I fall into the abyss."

"God killing!"

This word almost caused an uproar throughout the holy land.

A teenager, who is young, kills the gods when he opens his mouth and shuts up. He doesn't dare to shoot third-rate TV series like this.

Although many people know that the boy's serious face must be hidden under his own story, no one will believe that the Holy Land will really help a child kill the god.

Who does this child think he is? What is he the sacred realm?

The Holy Land is considered a good force in the human world, and has friendship with many major forces in the face of Wang Zheng. It can be said that if Wang Zheng does not die, the Holy Land will be sacred forever.

However, this does not mean how powerful the sanctuary is.

Among the powers that truly belong to the holy realm, the most powerful ones are Xiao Mie, Jia Lan and Andre, and none of them have become demigods.

Let such a force kill the gods? What is it not naive?

As for asking other strong people for help? How much is it to kill a god?

For a moment, many people looked at the boy with a look of joking. Even Jia Lan showed a bitter smile on her face.

They went to kill the gods when they had a disagreement. When their mentor was there, they had never been so disgusted.

In full view of everyone, as the Elf King, Jialan knew very well what he should do. He looked at the boy with an awkward but not polite smile on his face:

"God-killing? Young man, the holy land has always been a place to protect peace and never provoke disputes for no reason."

"So that's what it is..."

The boy's eyes suddenly dimmed. He jumped off the Galaxy arena, gave up the battle for the holy clothing, and walked out of the holy realm.

Seeing this, Wang Zheng hurriedly followed.

I have to say that if anyone had been, Wang Zheng would not have been so concerned about it, but this young man had a blood connection with him, which made him feel even more inexplicable. Therefore, driven by curiosity, he quickly caught up with the young man.

"Hey, Bai. Why do you want to kill God?"

Wang Zheng walked with a light pace and walked side by side with Bai, but Bai ignored him or said that he did not want to pay attention to any weaklings.

After all, in his opinion, Wang Zheng is just as good as himself, and once he uses the power of the dragon soul in his body, he can easily crush Wang Zheng.

Such a weak guy is not interested in dealing with him.

"Tell me, maybe I can help you. Let me tell you, I know a big shot."

Wang Zheng, who turned into a teenager, smiled hippies. As a professional actor, he is now like a young master who came from a big family, with harmless humans and animals and a deep background.

As soon as he finished speaking, he stopped in vain and looked at Wang Zheng seriously:

"He is an evil god, an evil god at the level of the main god."

Wang Zheng thought about it, then nodded: "The evil god at the main god level? No problem! But I want to know why you want to kill the god."

Bai looked at Wang Zheng calmly, as if he wanted to see through him. After a long time passing, he spoke:

"In order to avenge and to save my mother, I have to find the power of the god-killing power, even at any cost!"

Bai's tone was calm, but Wang Zheng could hear the determination in his tone. At least he had not had that end in his past and present life. It was a responsibility that regarded it as a more important than life.

He looked at Bai and became even more curious: "Can you tell me why?"
Chapter completed!