Starting From Huashan Sword Slave, Signing For Ten Years

Caught ten feet in front of you by Zhen Zhenzhi, "You have already produced a weapon spirit... That traitor is really willing to give you such a treasure to protect yourself.

"But... it will belong to our Zhen clan in the future." Zhen Zhenzhi grinned.

Jiang Ruochen is dead, this sacred artifact is ownerless.

After destroying most of Tianzhu City, they were able to escape unscathed.

Even if he can't return to the Concealing Heaven Formation, he can still leave this holy artifact to his clansmen in a special way.

As his thoughts flowed, he had already figured out the follow-up plan.

But the smile froze instantly, and a chill went straight to Tianling Gai.

Jiang Ruochen's breath disappeared!

There are still countless thunder and lightning raging in the lake where the magical powers gather, but the power is decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

They lost the supply of their master's innate energy.

"Want? Do you have your life?"

A cold voice sounded from behind Zhen Zhenzhi.

Ye Qing didn't know when he appeared behind him.

There is not a trace of breath leaking from his body, like a stone or a dead tree, an extremely terrifying means of hiding the breath.

This is one of the reasons why he approached Zhenzhen silently.

The expressions of the surrounding clansmen changed suddenly.

"Teleportation? But how did he break free from the elder's air-restricting magic circle?"

There was a lot of shock.

Below, Peng Cheng was dumbfounded, looking at the two figures in the sky.

"The Ten Young Masters ignore the air-restricting magic circle? What kind of treasure does he hold! Even if it is Qiankundu, even if it does not completely lose its power, it will definitely be greatly affected."

But he felt that it should have something to do with the teleportation treasure.

Facing the crisis directly, the blood-colored runes spread all over his body in an instant, responding to the formation of hundreds of kalpas and thousands of cuts.

Hundreds of calamities and thousands of beheading array masters kill, defenseless.

Like the sea of ​​swords falling from the Milky Way, it suddenly stopped and turned its direction instantly.

In the void, countless sword qi criss-crossed, sweeping behind Xiangzhen Zhenzhi.

As for himself, he couldn't dismantle the formation that was integrated into the Hundred Tribulations and Thousand Slashing Formation, which would lead to the disintegration of the formation and allow all of them to return to the large formation protecting Tianzhu City.

What he can rely on is the only remaining earth-level formation, the Heavenly Power Blood Fiend Formation.

The evil blood entered the body, and the power of the formation blessed his body.

Zhen Zhenzhi's power is rapidly increasing.

He didn't even turn around to look at Ye Qing, he controlled the formation, and the entire formation was under his supervision, with no dead ends at 360 degrees.

Of course, he still doesn't understand how Ye Qing broke free from the air-restricting formation and teleported behind him with two breaths back and forth.

"Using the sacred artifact Qinglong Sword as a bait to divert my attention, so as to secretly hide Chen Cang?

"Even if you temporarily avoid the sharp edge of the Hundred Tribulations and Thousand Slashing Formation, what can you do to me? If you don't care about the protective formation of Tianzhu City, the old man would not bother to bully the few with more, and bully others with formations."

Zhen Zhenzhi quickly calmed down, and his words were full of incomparable confidence.

Thousands of years ago, he was a person with perfect supernatural powers, a mere junior, why should he be singled out with him?

At this time, a huge force enveloped him.

This majestic power like the might of the sky dissipated the power of heaven and earth, fixed the space, fixed the body of Zhen Zhenzhi, and even felt that his own soul stopped at this moment.

Terrifying power! Power far beyond the realm of supernatural powers.

It is astonishing that the mysterious lotus that Ye Qing has initially mastered is unified, and more than ten magical powers are unified.

The same move, in Jiang Ruochen's hands and in Ye Qing's hands, seems to be a huge difference in strength.

"Xuanlian returns to one!" Zhen Zhenzhi's eyeballs protruded and were bloodshot.

Compared with this thunderous secret method of the Jiang family.

What shocked him was far more than the unexpected power, but his mind and heart were completely occupied by the phantom that emerged from Ye Qingtian's spiritual cover.

A purple lotus with ninety-nine petals, strange and gorgeous, seems to be the center of everything in the world.

"good fortune……"

Zhen Zhenzhi was shocked, thinking of the ancient legends that have been passed down for hundreds of thousands of years and accompanied the birth and development of the Three Thousand Realms!

He screamed in his heart.

Unfortunately, he couldn't make his voice.

The Azure Dragon Sword, which was engulfed by the power of the formation, shook violently,

Finally broke free.

Qi Ling and Ye Qing connected with each other, followed his lead, spinning like a blue disc, and came obliquely.

Under the holy weapon, the body of a supernatural power warrior is as fragile as thin paper.

The cyan full moon passed through Zhen Zhenzhi's neck, circled around, and hung on Ye Qing's side.

Zhen Zhenzhi remained motionless, his eyes and mind were still filled with the strange magical lotus flower that was fleeting.

Tear~

One-third of the dark purple cover of Tianzhu City was turned upside down, spreading like cracks in glazed glass, shattering, and fragments of light and film flying around.

Hundred Tribulations and Thousand Slashing Formation disintegrated!

"The elders!"

Nineteen members of the Zhen clan also showed their figures, and they cried out.

They have nothing to do, but the formation disintegrated, there is only one possibility, that is, something happened to Zhenzhenzhi, the core center of the body!

A line of blood quickly appeared on the neck of the hanging Zhenzhen Zhi.

Boom, blood gushed out like a fountain, and the head flew three or four feet upwards.

Then when the body fell, it fell to the ground together.

Ye Qing swept the rest coldly.

"Everyone listens to the order and captures the remnants of the clan!"

Returning to Tianzhu City, Peng Cheng, who regained control of the overall situation, had his eyes cracked.

As early as the formation appeared out of thin air, the rest of the warriors in Tianzhu City who were not trapped in the formation, the elite city guards, were quickly surrounded.

At this time, Peng Cheng, the city lord, gave an order.

Naturally, it was echoed by thousands of troops, including hundreds of innate warriors and more than 30 supernatural warriors.

And more than a dozen mysterious people in black cloaks.

Surprisingly, it was Zuo Qingfeng's order to secretly protect Jiang Ruochen's safety from Shadow Slave.

But because they were afraid of making Jiang Ruochen feel dissatisfied, they were very far away, and they happened not to be covered by the formation.

At this time, seeing the murderer who plotted against the master appear, one by one was furious, followed the team, and surrounded Xiangzhen's clansmen, trying to make up for it.

"Even if you die, you will be buried with me!"

"We are ashamed of our high expectations for the young patriarch, I hate it!"

"Pigs, come on!"

Each of the Zhen clan showed ruthless expressions and laughed wildly.

Many of them looked at Ye Qing unwillingly.

Carefully arranged, when the masters of the soul domain in Tianzhu City left, they set up a deadly game, made mistakes one after another, and lost all games until now.

How could they be willing.

But the army was defeated like a mountain.

Even the elder Zhenzhi died in a very strange way, not to mention that they are now surrounded by heavy siege, and it is even more impossible to kill Ye Qing.

There was a sound of fighting.

The formation clan has lost the advantages of numbers and formations, and there is no way to save the situation.

Ye Qing didn't make another move. He put away the Suzaku Forged Stove and Azure Dragon Sword, and fell on the devastated ruins. The nearby blood flowed into a river, and there were fragments of corpses all over the place.

He glanced at Zhen Zhenzhi's body to make sure that he didn't carry any treasures such as storage rings with him.

Only then did he look back regretfully.

As for the death of ordinary people, under the aftermath of the formation, ordinary people have no power to resist, and more than half of them were killed or injured, more than a million people.

Ye Qing's mood did not fluctuate. After all, in this kind of world, the life of ordinary people is too fragile.

"Young Master Ten, are you alright?"

Peng Cheng walked over quickly, with a faint shock on his face.

At that time, the distance was too far, and he didn't even realize what was going on, and Zhen Zhenzhi was separated by the corpse.

Ye Qing shook his head.

"These remnants of evils have appeared in Tianzhu City. As the city lord, I cannot escape the blame. I deserve death."

Peng Cheng suddenly knelt down on one knee, with a bit of panic in his tone.

The remnants of the Zhen clan besieged the son of Zhen Zun, and the place was still Tianzhu City, one of the thirty giant cities.

What do outsiders think? The Peng family colluded with the clan and killed Jiang Ruochen?

Peng Cheng knew that this matter was in big trouble!

If Zhenzun is furious, even if the ancestors of the Peng family had a great friendship with Zhenzun and contributed to the founding of the country and expanding the territory, the family may be wiped out!