Song Chongxiu has been practicing for a hundred years, and he is truly amazing in talent and beauty.
This word seems to be overused, but he really deserves these four words. He started practicing martial arts at the age of eight, and within a hundred years he entered the secret realm of supernatural powers.
After entering the secret realm of magical powers, he could no longer look down on the throne. He devoted himself to practice, and in less than three hundred years, he reached the tenth level of magical powers!
Now in order to understand the way of heaven, he has spent hundreds of years watching the human world.
Moreover, he has many adventures and has two exquisite treasures in his possession.
There are eighteen kinds of magical powers in his golden elixir!
Don't think that the eighteen magical powers are weak. The ninety-nine golden elixirs of Fang Laomo are too incredible. Generally, a golden elixir with ten magical powers is already very powerful.
Even the ordinary secret realm of immortality may not be his opponent. But when he saw Zhang Yange's punch, Song Chong felt helpless from the bottom of his heart.
Two treasures instantly protect yourself.
One of the most exquisite treasures is the emperor's crown, and the other is the nine-dragon robe!
When Zhang Yange's fist was one foot away from him, the imperial crown shattered and the dragon robe was broken into pieces.
"Spare! Spare my life!" Song Chong couldn't care about anything else at this time.
Zhang Yange's fist hit Song Chong hard in the face.
He stopped where he was and Zhang Yange withdrew his fist.
"Does our agreement count?" Zhang Yange asked.
Song Chong didn't dare to move at all now, but he didn't dare not to speak.
"Count it!" After he said that, he spat out a mouthful of blood.
"That's good, I'll kill that Song Ba right now." Zhang Yange said, "Also, I only used 60% of my strength just now!"
Song Chong desperately stuffed the elixir into his mouth.
Half a day later, he took a step forward and vomited a mouthful of blood as he walked towards the city.
"Owner!"
After Zhang Yange left, a person walked out of the void.
This man is a monk in the secret realm of immortality, but he respects him as Master Song Chong.
"Hurry and help me stabilize my cultivation." Song Chong said sadly, "Let Granny Hua come up and say hello to the emperor. Don't offend this Yange!"
Song Chong naturally knew Zhang Yange's identity.
However, the news about Zhang Yange helping the Sun and Moon Sword Sect has not yet been reported.
Song Chong only knew that Zhang Yange had fought with the Taiyi Sect, but he still did not want to simply bow to Zhang Yange.
On this journey to eternal life, everyone is proud.
If he just heard that Zhang Yange forced the Taiyi Sect to bow his head, and Song Chong bowed his head directly, then he would stop practicing.
Isn't it good to be a stable emperor?
"Yes! Master!" Another woman from the secret realm of immortality appeared.
Song Chong then closed his eyes.
Song Ba also felt that everything was not going well during this period, especially after he was deposed and he was almost kept in captivity.
"Why hasn't Patriarch Hentian made any move yet?" he asked his subordinates fiercely.
His subordinates who had been loyal to him before began to have other ideas.
"Eighth Master, someone in the court has already contacted you, saying that you killed many people in order to build the Fairy Tower." The subordinate said with some worry.
He also contributed a lot to this matter.
"I may starve to death! I will be imprisoned for the rest of my life! But no official dares to embarrass me on this matter!" Song Ba said through gritted teeth. "I still have to face the Ming Dynasty!"
"But you are so shameless." Zhang Yange's voice sounded. "I didn't know what you did before, so I didn't kill you."
"I am the prince of the Ming Dynasty, how dare you kill me?"
"One of your ancestors who sells barbecue was almost beaten to death by me. Do you think I dare to kill you?" Zhang Yange asked with a chuckle.
The subordinate knelt down directly to Zhang Yange, but Zhang Yange did not look at him.
Mention Song Ba!
After a while, the two of them arrived at the ruins of Zhaixian Tower.
More than 80,000 people are buried below.
So many people died because of building a building.
Song Ba still doesn't believe that Zhang Yange would kill him.
Is the royal family shameless?
"If you dare to kill me, neither the Sun Moon Sword Sect nor the Ming Dynasty will let you go," Song Ba said.
"I also know about the Ming Dynasty. In that dynasty, the emperor guarded the country, and the king died in the country. Of course, there were also shameless emperors." Zhang Yange took out the Heaven-Swallowing Sword.
Song Ba looked at this Taoist artifact.
He was sure he was dead!
The knife fell gently, and Song Ba's head was cut off here.
After his blood flowed to the ground, it started to rain continuously.
Zhang Yange stood in the rain and looked into the void.
After a moment, the void fluctuated, and Patriarch Hentian appeared from the void.
"You killed Song Ba, which saved me trouble." Patriarch Hentian looked Zhang Yange up and down.
"I'm very curious, what are you going to do?" Patriarch Hentian suddenly asked. "Press Taiyi Sect and lower your head, kill two Immortal Secret Realms and seriously injure one! Do the Sun Moon Sword Sect a big favor in Qinglong Sea.
These things can make you famous in the big world of Xuanhuang. But I don’t think you care about these things."
"I asked you why you came here. It turns out you were there to investigate me." Zhang Yange said with a smile.
"You killed my grandson, I must kill you." Ancestor Hentian said in a deep voice, "After entering the secret realm of immortality, the only thing I care about is him!"
"I understand." Zhang Yange smiled.
"So I want you to bury my grandson with me in Chuanzhou." Patriarch Hentian waved his hand and the sky seemed to be lowered a bit by him.
"This is incomprehensible." Zhang Yange raised his eyebrows and said.
"There's nothing I don't understand. I've always acted like this." Ancestor Hentian said, "My grandson is dead, and I can't help but feel sorry for you while you are still alive!"
"Fat Tiger!" Zhang Yange said.
"Here we go!"
Bai Hutu directly put Zhang Yange and him inside.
"White Tiger Picture? This is the Taoist weapon of the Lord of the Sun and Moon." This ancestor of Hentian has a lot of experience. "I will accept this picture after I kill you."
Zhang Yange didn't know where this guy got his confidence from.
Ancestor Hentian opened his mouth and said with a smile, "I have practiced cultivation for so long and I understand a truth. If you want something in your heart, you will definitely achieve something!"
After he finished speaking, a bow appeared in his hand!
The bow looked like a shining golden dragon.
"Master, be careful!" Fat Tiger said in a solemn tone. "This is the Golden Dragon Bow! A top-grade Taoist weapon!"
As soon as Fat Tiger finished speaking, Ancestor Hentian drew his bowstring.
This golden dragon bow does not use arrows, it uses magic power to make arrows.
"Do you have any last words?" Patriarch Hentian asked.
Zhang Yange didn't say anything, he just changed his posture to make it easier for him to take action.
"It seems there is no more." After saying this, Patriarch Hentian loosened his bowstring.
The moment the arrow flew out, Zhang Yange seemed to be frozen in place.
This is the power of rules.
The arrow missed and came straight towards Zhang Yange, Fat Hu wanted to take action.
But the full moon was faster than him and appeared directly behind Zhang Yange's head.
In the moonlight the arrows missed more and more slowly.
Finally, it stopped in front of Zhang Yange.
He stretched out his hand and flicked it, and the mana arrow broke into pieces.
Ancestor Hentian didn't expect that his killing move would be ineffective like this. This golden dragon bow had an instant kill rule.
Zhang Yange was really immobilized by it just now.
If it weren't for the moon, Zhang Yange could only resist with his body.