Both of them looked like they were there and there was a sea of ​​flowers flying all over their bodies.

Each petal is like a heavenly sword, blooming invincible killing light, which can cut through the void and cut through the sky.

The great art showdown of the world's outstanding people has become a huge concern, but suddenly it became different because of the surprise shouts of the young man in white.

Among the fairies in the sky, Wang Zheng's figure once again became clear, independent of the fairy rain, rather than the wonderful state of the flowers that were like me and I was a flower before.

He looked at the young man in white. At this moment, the dark space and the peach blossoms all over the young man in white were like his expression, as if it had solidified.

"Did you recognize me?" Wang Zheng grinned.

The young man in white shook his head: "The family master once said that it was very interesting to have a young immortal who visited him with the Holy Emperor of Fighting War. Some of the methods and the lineage of Wuling Immortal Lord have their own merits, and even communicated with the family masters..."

The young man in white looked at Wang Zheng with a strange look. If that person was him, the reason why the great skills he used today became so powerful is largely due to the contribution of this person...

From a certain perspective, he can be considered half of his elder? Although his realm is a little lower, he is a Hongchen Immortal after all. After all, he communicated with his teacher about the existence of supernatural powers and methods.

The more I thought about it, the more my head and face became more and more furious. He controlled his emotions and said in a deep voice: "Are you him?"

Wang Zheng shook his head, and when he saw this scene, the young man in white seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, but Wang Zheng's next sentence made his face collapse:

"First of all, the Holy Emperor of Fighting Fighting is no longer the Holy Emperor of Fighting Fighting Fighting Fighting Fighting Fighting Fighting Fighting Fighting Sage! As for the person who said you had exchanged magical powers with the Immortal Lord Wuling? Well... I can only say that this cannot be said to be exchanged. After all, Senior Immortal Lord is a powerful Golden Immortal, so this can only be considered a consultation!"

Dazhe! Everyone's eyes at Wang Zheng were different at this moment.

"Exchange methods with Wuling Immortal Lord? What is the origin of this young man?"

"The Immortal of the Red Dust! It turns out to be the Immortal of the Red Dust! No wonder he is so powerful! His origin is absolutely extraordinary!"

"Fighting Saint Emperor? But the monkey demon who used the power of the peak of the Golden Immortal to conquer the fairy world? He actually had connections with such a strong man?!"

A series of descriptions about Wang Zheng's identity made many immortals feel Wang Zheng's mystery and power, and their eyes were filled with fear when they looked at Wang Zheng.

A Red Dust Immortal is enough to make anyone feel afraid. Not to mention whether he can become a powerful Golden Immortal, the ability to freely travel to and from the two realms of immortals and the terrifying combat power are enough for anyone to face it.

In addition, this Hongchen Immortal actually has connections with people like the Fighting Saint Emperor and Wuling Immortal Lord, so his existence is even more different.

I stopped, and I stopped.

Wang Zheng's power did not stop this group of true immortals. After all, everyone is true immortals, so who hasn't ordered anything to be in the bottom of the box? But Wang Zheng's mysterious origin forced them to stop.

If, if Wang Zheng shook hands with the successor of Wuling Immortal Lord, the conquest against the Seven Quarter Sect will definitely end with a sharp start and a sharp end.

After all, the alliance between the nine sects is ultimately due to the name of Wuling Immortal Lord, otherwise the sword cultivation sect would not have won over so many sects!

"Well..." The young man in white was a little at a loss. His lineage was small. In addition to being a slut, his biggest characteristic was that he respected his teachers and respected his teachings.

"I heard that you were instructing so many people to destroy the Seven Secretariat Sect?" Wang Zheng asked with a smile when he saw the young man speechless.

When the young man heard this, he nodded: "Hundreds of years ago, I had a disciple who died of a crime. I didn't take this matter seriously. But the old man asked someone to bring me a message and told me that the murderer had been found..."

Wang Zheng turned around and looked at the old man. The old man was no one else, but the sword cultivator who had first come to the fairy world a year ago and offended him.

At this moment, when Wang Zheng saw it, the old man suddenly felt cold sweat. He was not afraid of Wang Zheng, but he was afraid of offending the young man in white, and even more afraid of offending the boss of the Heavenly Court Wuling Immortal Lord!

Fortunately, Wang Zheng just looked at him and looked back at the fairy Jueqing: "Did you ever kill this fellow Taoist's disciple during the battle for the Sacred Heart Stone?"

Fairy Jueqing nodded: "I have indeed killed it, it should be the inheritance of the Wuling Immortal Lord."

"Wang Zheng..." Wang Tianming looked at Wang Zheng nervously. Wang Zheng became extremely unfamiliar at this moment. The harmless young man who had no airs in the Seven-Secret Sect and had very few roads at this moment turned into a big boss-like figure, which made Wang Tianming not know how to clear the request of Wang Zheng for a while.

Wang Zheng nodded slightly at him and looked at the young man in white: "Kill me, what do you think you should do. This Seven Quarter Sect is also my place in the Immortal World. Can you sell me my face?"

The young man nodded: "It's just an irrelevant registered disciple of this sect. Since Brother Wang spoke, he will die if he dies. He is not as good as others to die if he is not as good as others."

Wang Zheng looked at the young man with a different look. He didn't expect that this slutty person who looked like a young man would actually start a sect?

But it is reasonable to think about it. If a true immortal is not qualified to start a sect, who is still qualified?

But it's very idle. The establishment of a sect is just a trick, otherwise he wouldn't have sold the face of himself as a stranger like this.

Thinking of this, Wang Zheng finally felt relieved, his breath faded like a tide. He smiled at the young man in white and said:

"I don't know the name of a fellow Taoist. The last time I was lucky enough to see the Immortal Lord, I didn't see any disciples accompanying him, so I got the misunderstanding today."

The young man turned red and felt a little embarrassed: "We rarely enter our mentor's mansion. The mentor said that it would be a purity if we were not for the great magical skills of communicating with our mentors, and that the mentors had improved some methods when they saw the hunting heart, I am afraid that we, who have been eight years old, will not be able to see our mentors..."

Wang Zheng laughed silently, but when he thought of Wuling Immortal Lord's casual attitude, Wang Zheng thought in his heart that he had a moment of silence for his successor. If he had not had such a master, he might as well be a casual cultivator.

But then again, isn’t it that a god can enter the eyes of the Immortal Lord Wuling?

With a smile in Wang Zheng's eyes, he looked at Wang Tianming, Fairy Jueqing, and the monks from the Qi Jue Sect: "I thank the sect leader and all my fellow disciples for taking care of him this year."

Everyone was shocked at the seven-minded sect.

Even in the Immortal Realm and the Seven-Minute Sect, the strong men under the Immortals have never seen the successors of a big man like Wuling Immortal Lord.

But today, the young elder who looks very handsome in the sect is such a big man!

No, it's not just that simple. He also exchanged magical powers with the Immortal Lord of Wuling and entered and went out of the Immortal World with the Holy Emperor of Fighting Battle.

"Why do I feel like I'm dreaming..."

"There was an opportunity before me that I didn't cherish."

The seven-minded sect all looked at Wang Zheng with respect. They knew that the unknown young elder of their sect would become famous in the fairy world.

In addition, the Seven Quarter Sect will also benefit.

"Thank you." Fairy Jueqing nodded to Wang Zheng with a complicated expression.

Wang Zheng replied to a small moment, then looked down on his eyes: "You guys, why don't you get out?"

Accompanied by Wang Zheng's thunderous voice, the golden light curtain behind Wang Zheng unfolded, and immortal weapons flew out.

"Damn it! What a fierce sword! Let's go!"

"What kind of mask is this? It's so weird!"

Hundreds of immortal weapons flew together, enough to make a true immortal turn into ashes in an instant. At this moment, the situation was hopeless, and Wang Zheng suddenly rose up again. What else can they do if they don’t leave?

But this time I left, it seemed too embarrassing and embarrassing.

But they had to leave.

Fighting? Shouldn’t you give the Immortal Lord a favor, or would you ask yourself that you can beat Wang Zheng and the Immortal Lord a team?

Stand up? Most real immortals only have three immortal weapons to the sky. How can they stand up?

In this case, are there any other choice besides embarrassing choices?

Seeing the thousands of powerful soldiers chasing after hundreds of immortal weapons, the man in white couldn't help but talk and said to himself:
Chapter completed!