Looking at the dark sword marks in the void, Wang Zheng hesitated.

He had just advanced to the great master and had understood the mystery of space from the Chaos Divine Thunder. Although he could understand the twenty-three swords by relying on the Holy Spirit sword technique that he had already comprehended, the matter of breaking through the air and moving...

Wang Zheng is a little confident in the short distance. In the long distance, although Wang Zheng can withstand the pressure of space, it is hard to say what has not been actually used.

Fortunately, Wang Zheng also crossed the void with others to a greater or lesser extent, and also knew a little about the tricks.

Therefore, after a moment of contemplation, Wang Zheng gritted his teeth, flashed, and disappeared into the void. As Wang Zheng disappeared, the indelible sword marks also recovered as before under the power of heaven and earth.

A powerful sword intent shuttled through the unknown void of chaos, and the infinite space broke through, revealing a deep space channel.

Even the spatial faults can be seen vaguely.

An unparalleled passage was directly penetrated, reaching the depths of the distant space, where many images were changing like a flash of sight.

Even if it was the first time I saw this scene, Wang Zheng, who was not proficient in space, was subconsciously stunned for a moment. After a breath, Wang Zheng looked closely and saw a majestic ancient city flashing in his sight.

If Wang Zheng remembers correctly, then the ancient city is nothing else, it is Lao Li's hometown, Baiyang City!

"I've mowed the grass, it's too fast!"

Wang Zheng couldn't help but swear, not because of the huge sense of oppression and the power of space that can tear apart a third-level cultivator at any time, but the speed of breaking through the air!

Feeling that the speed was too terrible, Wang Zheng pointed to the sword without hesitation, pointed to the flashing scene, and then took one step forward.

He knew that if he didn't go out, he might have gone wherever he could go. After all, he was not very clear about the way of space and the specific terrain of the Eastern Continent. He would not take a lot of effort to get back to the entertainment city.

A sword mark left a trace in the void. Wang Zheng walked in the sky in a stairs of immortal steps. Looking around, a fairy mountain stood not far away.

White clouds lingered, spiritual birds soared, and ethereal aura rushed towards us. Obviously, this was a sect resident for cultivators.

"Well... there is no sign of a blessing in the cave, it should be an ordinary cultivation sect. But I still have to take a look at it."

Wang Zheng had a satisfied smile on his face. Such a small sect is suitable for him to do some market research.

In between, Wang Zheng had a demon on his forehead with his index finger. The dark demonic energy turned into strange patterns and surged on Wang Zheng's forehead, and finally turned into a cruel vertical eye without any emotion.

It is Wang Zheng’s martial arts heavenly eye that was forged with the Qilin Demon Blood and the magic sword technique!

The martial arts sky eye, which is the only protagonist Nie Feng in the wind and clouds, is cheating!

At this moment, Wang Zheng was promoted to the fourth level, and the power of the martial arts sky eye naturally increased.

As soon as the sky eye opened, the sky and the earth suddenly became different. Although there were barriers from the formation, Wang Zheng did not dare to spy on the internal scene of the Xianshan Mountain without restraint, but under the sky eye, the aura of the strong inside the Xianshan Mountain suddenly disappeared without any trace.

"Wow, there is actually a small cave in the belly of the mountain? There are two cultivators in the Nascent Soul Stage? Is this the strongest foundation of the sect?"

Wang Zheng looked at everything inside the fairy mountain with interesting interest, then closed his demonic eyes, flashed his figure and flew towards the fairy mountain.

Wang Zheng had long understood the flaws of the formation. In addition, Wang Zheng came to the inner mountain without knowing the mystery of the immortal step.

With his feet on his feet, Wang Zheng was like a breeze, passing by many people, but no one could find it.

Soon, Wang Zheng came to the area of ​​the disciples of the sect outside, and then glanced at him, a meaningful smile appeared on his face.

Liu Jianquan, as his name is, his parents only hope that he is healthy and healthy, and others are as fate.

In fact, this is the case. Although Liu Jianquan has spiritual roots, he is the most ordinary spiritual root. By chance, he joined this sect called Chuchen Sect.

Unlike those holy places or demon sects, which are full of competition or intrigues, Chuchen Sect is more like a paradise, and most of the disciples pursue the silence of the world.

Therefore, Liu Jianquan is really healthy and complete with the Chuchen Sect, and the rest is as fate.

In the Chuchen Sect, as an outer disciple, Liu Jianquan naturally had to work, and his role in the sect was the attendant of the Lingyao Garden.

After using the Gengjin spell Xiao Gengjin flying needle to clean up the pests in the Spirit Medicine Garden, Liu Jianquan sat leisurely under an ancient tree, breathing the spiritual energy released by the ancient tree, and looking at the lush Spirit Medicine Garden with satisfaction.

"I finally cleaned up, and these little guys can thrive again. When the deacon sees today's spiritual medicine garden, I guess I will be happy to give me a few more words."

Liu Jianquan was easily satisfied, but at this moment, a sensational sound rang in the spiritual medicine garden, which made Liu Jianquan feel excited.

"Um?"

He frowned and looked towards the source of the sound, and saw a large area rising and falling in the pill, and there was obviously a living creature hidden in it.

"What? It's impossible for the Lingyao Garden to have large creatures? Or is it that a fellow disciple who is sleeping lazyly in Lingyao Garden?"

One by one, one thought came to Liu Jianquan's heart. In the spirit of being responsible for the Lingyao Garden, Liu Jianquan plucked up his courage and walked towards that area.

Carefully avoiding the spiritual medicine on the ground, Liu Jianquan finally approached the area. When he looked at it, he was shocked.

The goal is that an irreconcilable old beggar was sleeping there with her nose bubbled!

What's going on?

The old beggar's appearance made Liu Jian stunned. In his eyes, the old beggar was wearing greasy patch suits all over his body, his hair was even yellow and loose, his thin face was covered with gullies, and even eye bore as big as a little finger was on the corner of his eyes.

At this moment, Liu Qiangdong was not right, Liu Jianquan wanted to hit someone.

How could such a dirty person appear in the spiritual medicine garden of Chuchen Sect?

The thought was a lifetime, and the next moment, Liu Jian was filled with a sudden sensation in his heart. He immediately looked around. He remembered that he had just cleaned up this place before, and there was no such old beggar at all!

At this moment, it seemed that he was awakened by Liu Jianquan's changing eyes. The old beggar unconsciously stretched out and sat on the ground without any image.

"Who will awaken first in the big dream? I know it for my whole life."

"Huh? Boy, I see that you have a wonderful bones. I have a unique secret book here and I will give you the task of saving the world in the future."

When Hanazi, her hometown saw Liu Jianquan, she showed an unexpected look, and then took out a jade slip with a serious look on her face.

Of course, this is what Liu Jianquan saw.

In fact, Wang Zheng sat cross-legged three inches away from the ground, and took out a jade slip with a smile.
Chapter completed!