The starry sky is vast and boundless, and there are infinite great powers surging in it. The Yuan magnetic divine power among the stars, the divine light power radiating from the stars, and even the powerful power emitted by the stars themselves, make the starry sky a forbidden zone below the fourth level.

Wang Zheng and his group, except for a few people who can use their own skills to resist these forces, were almost like ants when facing such forces.

Fortunately, Wang Zheng's powerful power protected them, and under the ubiquitous power of cause and effect, all the power that enveloped them became invisible.

This is an ancient starry sky road. The bright starlight turns into a winding and grand ancient road in the magnificent starry sky. Ordinary people may not be able to detect such a path at all in the deep starry sky. Only by looking into the distance with all their eyes can they vaguely see the winding starlight.

But all this is not a matter for Wang Zheng. The powerful warriors of heaven and earth are completely at a different level.

On the ancient starry sky road, Wang Zheng walked in the void and flew towards the depths of the starry sky almost instantly for thousands of miles.

At the same time, powerful auras were either surpassed by Wang Zheng or surpassed Wang Zheng.

In the thick aura and terrifying glory, Wang Zheng saw a pair of pairs of angry horses in bright clothes and even saw many acquaintances.

The Sky-Splitting Sword Sect, the Great Guangming Temple, the Leiyin Temple, the Southern Demon Clan, the Great Heaven-Demon Clan... and other forces familiar to the Eastern Continent are flying towards the depths of the starry sky in the manifestation of powerful sect auras and strange phenomena.

"Genius will? It's getting more and more interesting..."

Wang Zheng felt a slightest warning in his heart. Although most of the geniuses are fourth-level Nascent Souls, their inheritance is not comparable to Wang Zheng, and their combat power and means are endless. Even celestial warriors cannot be underestimated.

After all, although Wang Zheng, a celestial warrior, has strong combat power, he ultimately lacks foundation.

In the starry sky, the concept of time became blurred. In addition, Wang Zheng had long-lasting vision and did not deliberately care about the passage of time. I don’t know how long it took, but more than half of his mind was immersed in the inner world. Then he was shocked.

The divine light burst out from his eyes and looked into the distance. I saw that at the end of the ancient starry road was a white platform that seemed as huge as a galaxy. When I looked closely, I was a white platform the size of an ordinary island.

Above the platform, a ray of light flows, making it look extremely quiet.

With his feet on the swaying immortal step, Wang Zheng could clearly see that many forces had reached the huge platform in advance and clearly found his own position.

Among them, Wang Zheng glanced at a glance at the powerful holy land-level forces in the Eastern Continent. What interested Wang Zheng even more were undoubtedly the strange and powerful starry sky remnants.

For example, there is a group of people, although they are no different from human race, but there is a purple fine line between their foreheads, regardless of men, women, old and young. When such a group of people gather together, the rich purple aura is like clouds and fog, and it turns into a big dragon from time to time. The purple aura is luxurious, no less than tens of thousands of paths.

After savoring the principle and artistic conception of the purple qi, Wang Zheng made a judgment in his heart. The purple qi had a bit of the Taoist rhyme of the Ziwei Emperor Star. Unlike Wu Juntao or Dongfang Changming, one of them cultivated noble and peacefulness, and the other was domineering and demonic purple qi. It was to appreciate the principles and transform oneself.

The divine lights of this group of people were radiating, obviously focusing on magic rather than Taoist rhyme. They picked a few little chickens to spy on it. Wang Zheng found that this was the case. The little chickens were filled with a thick energy, but it was just energy. Although there was Taoist rhyme in it, it was not the cultivation step of the Tianyuan World transforming its body and soul step by step, thus achieving the cultivation step of leaping into the essence of life.

The energy in their bodies is more like continuous cultivation and insight, allowing the energy in their bodies to improve quantity and quality, thereby driving the sublimation of the body and soul.

Although the traces of the exercises also focus on the exercises of the body and soul, the traces of this exercise are still too heavy, and it is more like using energy to cleanse them.

Although the low-level practitioners in the Tianyuan World are also using energy to cleanse, even if the practitioners in the Tianyuan World are not aware of it, they still use the skills of the Tianyuan World to cultivate more.

Not to mention the fourth level, the watershed, the light is the third level. The magician's void magic pattern, the immortal golden elixir of the cultivator, the spiritual light of the warrior, and the master realm of the warrior are all obtained through subtle practice in the previous period.

"But I have to say that the cultivation system of the Star Remnants is also very strong. As long as you have enough talent, even if you focus on art, energy changes will cause qualitative changes.

Not to mention, the genius among the Starry Sky Remnants looks very unusual…”

Wang Zheng's eyes unconsciously looked at a young man with long golden hair, purple air following each move, and a strong star emperor aura.

On him, Wang Zheng felt a pressure, as if facing Ziwei Xingchen's pressure. Obviously, this young man's talent and realm were very strong, so powerful that the energy in his body was sharp, which gave him the illusion of Ziwei's incarnation.

It seemed that he felt Wang Zheng's gaze. The young man also looked at Wang Zheng. The young man did not look down on Wang Zheng because of Wang Zheng's strange face and the people with varying quality behind him. Instead, he smiled politely at Wang Zheng.

Every move, it is natural, but it has a natural noble spirit.

Wang Zheng was slightly stunned and nodded in response.

Just then, bursts of screams suddenly rang out.

"Look, it's the Eucalypse Immortal Clan! Eucalypse ascends to heaven and is reborn! The Eucalypse Holy Son is indeed here. It is rumored that every time he breaks through a realm, he can develop infinite divine treasures in his body, with endless potential. Not to mention that the eucalypse of this race is comparable to a phoenix."

Amidst the exclamation, Wang Zheng looked at the dark starry sky with stars, and saw that among the endless flying feathers, white ancient chariots rushed towards the hazy fairy light.

The creatures on it are similar to human race, except that there is a pair of white wings on their temples flying into their temples, which looks sacred and natural.

The confused fairy light around them and the falling feathers made Wang Zheng feel that it was as if the fairy light could really make people ascend, containing a sense of fortune similar to the breath of life.

However, this is not the point. As major forces continue to arrive in the depths of the starry sky and the Tianyuan World, the bursts of exclamations came one after another, and Wang Zheng's face gradually became strange.
Chapter completed!