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The first thousand one hundred and seventy-two chapters

Luo Zheng's figure flies, the sword light is like a wheel of light.

Although these saint elites have their own consciousness and the moves they perform are not weak, Luo Zheng can kill them easily now.

In one stick of incense, he had walked nearly half the distance on this truly hopeless road!

Mu Mingxue, Lian Shenzi, Xun and Afu stood at the starting point of the true dead end, silently watching Luo Zheng fight in it.

"In less than two years, the master's strength has not been slow to advance. Two years ago, the master was only at the first level of the life and death realm," Ah Fu commented. Two years ago, Luo Zheng was able to get through the second section of the True Dead Road.

In fact, it does not rely on one's own strength.

Mu Mingxue glanced at Ah Fu secretly. In two years, she had crossed a huge realm! Isn't this just slow? This cultivation speed is already extremely fast. I think she spent a whole country's resources before she could break through this level.

realm……

Xun nodded lightly, "It is indeed not slow, but it is still not enough. The dream battlefield will soon be opened. Before entering the dream battlefield, Luo Zheng's strength still needs to be improved!"

As for the Son of Refining God, he was watching Luo Zheng motionlessly. He didn't care whether Luo Zheng had made progress or how much he had made progress. All he cared about was the weapon refining workshop that made him dream!

In a short time, the Saint Clan elites were wiped out by Luo Zheng...

The strange thing is that the Yin and Yang Qi on both sides of the True Jue Road have not condensed again, and Luo Zheng is running wildly on the True Jue Road alone.

"Is the difficulty of the third section so low?" Luo Zheng's face also showed doubts.

Luo Zheng will naturally not let go of the opportunity to easily pass the dead end. Since there is no resistance, Luo Zheng's speed has also accelerated a bit.

However, this situation did not last long. After a while, the Yin and Yang Qi began to flow slowly and began to gather again. This time, all the Yin and Yang Qi gathered at one point, and finally that point quickly transformed into

A human figure!

"Coming?" Looking at the human figure, Luo Zheng's face also showed a solemn look. The real dead end layout is as real as an illusion. It is impossible for such mistakes to occur. This person's strength must be extremely strong.

Not long after, the human figure became clearer and clearer, and it turned out to be a young man wearing civilian clothes, with bare hands and feet, and no weapons in his hands.

"Shenhai realm? Early stage?"

After Luo Zheng looked at it, there was also a puzzled expression on his face. The cultivation of this young man was almost the same as his own. Previously, all the saint elites were in the Divine Sea Realm, and even quite a few were late-stage Divine Sea Realm warriors. Now,

The appearance of an early stage warrior in the Divine Sea Realm made Luo Zheng puzzled.

After the young man was fully formed, a strange smile suddenly appeared on his face, and then he let go of his arms and legs and ran wildly!

"Whoosh..."

He ran on the side of the true dead end, sprinting forward while approaching Luo Zheng, but his speed was even faster than Luo Zheng's.

"Such a fast speed?" Luo Zheng was slightly startled, and his grip on the Lei Fengyou Divine Sword became stronger by two points. As long as the young man dared to get close, he would immediately kill him!

Ten feet...

Five feet...

Three feet...

"You Shen Ying!"

When the young man crossed the distance of three feet, Luo Zheng's Thunder Wind Nether Divine Sword swayed slightly, and seven shadows of the Nether God instantly appeared, shooting towards the young man behind him.

"hey-hey!"

There was a chuckle from behind, and the young man jumped up, his whole body twisting slightly.

For some reason, Luo Zheng felt his eyes blurred, and the young man easily avoided the seven ghostly shadows.

"What kind of movement is this? It's so weird!" Luo Zheng's eyes flashed slightly, and the Lei Fengyou Divine Sword was about to chop off the young man's head.

At this moment, the young man said: "Wait, don't worry..."

While talking, he actually reached out his hand and flicked Luo Zheng's sword!

"Buzz——"

It was such a light flick, and the power was not necessarily very great, but the sword in his hand began to vibrate rapidly, almost making Luo Zheng unsteady!

As the power of dragon scales swarmed in, it suppressed the vibration of the Lei Fengyou Divine Sword. Luo Zheng took a few steps back, with the tip of the sword downward, but faced the young man with a look of vigilance on his face.

color.

The young man was a little surprised when he saw Luo Zheng suppressing his "power of a bullet" so quickly. Then he showed a faint smile on his face and said to Luo Zheng: "You are the new member of this Immortal Mansion.

Owner?"

"Who are you?" Luo Zheng asked with a frown. The guy in front of him was also transformed into the two qi of yin and yang, but he seemed to be very special. Not only was he extraordinary in strength, but he actually wanted to talk to him?

"Me? Hehe..." The young man smiled.

But at this moment, Ah Fu's voice drifted into the dead end, "Xian'an, he is your junior brother."

Junior brother...

Hearing Ah Fu's words, Luo Zheng was also slightly shocked. The master had accepted more than one of his disciples. The young man in front of him was another disciple of the master? That is, his senior brother?

The smile on the face of the young man named Xian'an was even stronger, but he looked at Luo Zheng more carefully, "Hey, I left this split soul here. It seems to be right. I didn't expect the master to still be there in the end.

Accepted a disciple..."

Xian An was talking, seeming to think of something, but suddenly said: "Wait a minute! Since the master is willing to accept you as a disciple, could it be that you have practiced... the secret technique of chaos?" He looked at Luo Zheng up and down, his eyes

There was a look of disbelief in it.

The Lord of the Immortal Mansion has only accepted two disciples for countless years, and he has also divided his lifelong secret knowledge into two parts and taught them to two people respectively. This Xian'an should be regarded as Luo Zheng's second senior brother.

Xian'an remembered that the master once said that after he found the successor of his two great skills, he would not accept any more disciples in the future, unless someone's physique was suitable for practicing the "Secret Technique of Chaos". The master always kept his word, and now that Luo Zheng has become

He became the third disciple of his master, so the person in front of him must have mastered the "Secret Technique of Chaos"!

Luo Zheng stared at the "Second Senior Brother" indifferently, his face was indifferent, but in his heart he was weighing the strength of each other.

With Luo Zheng's current true strength, it is difficult to find an opponent among the divine sea realm warriors, but the person in front of him makes Luo Zheng feel vaguely dangerous.

"Answer my words, little junior brother! Do you really practice the secret technique of chaos?" Xian'an stared at Luo Zheng, with a faint smile still on his face.

"There is no need to tell you," Luo Zheng said indifferently.

Xian An smiled slightly, put his hands together and squeezed, he smiled, walked slowly towards Luo Zheng, "Interesting, interesting, this little junior brother that master has recently recruited seems to have a very arrogant temperament... Although I am

The body is just an illusion of yin and yang. Although I only have the cultivation level of Shenhai realm, I think, little junior brother, you should not be able to pass my level! If little junior brother respectfully bows to the second senior brother, it will clear my doubts, I

How about just letting you go?"

As he spoke, the distance was getting closer and closer, only a few feet away from Luo Zheng.

"This proposal sounds good," Luo Zheng smiled slightly, "But... it's still necessary!"

After finishing speaking, Luo Zheng's sword light suddenly flashed, and a blue cold light of the Lei Fengyou Divine Sword struck Xian'an head-on and beheaded him!

"Whoosh!"

"bite!"

Xian'an's feet were nailed to the ground, and he didn't move even half a step. He just tilted his body slightly to one side. With a slight sigh of his fingers, the Lei Fengyou Divine Sword trembled violently again and came out!

Luo Zheng seemed to have expected this move. He did not chase his sword, but made a mistake with his hands. The power of thousands of dragon scales poured into his fists. The power of this punch came out majestic, without any trace of it.

He didn't hesitate to hit Xian'an without any hesitation!

"Hey, junior brother, I am from the Saint Clan. There is a big gap between me and you in terms of strength..."

"Bang!"

Xian'an didn't take Luo Zheng's power into his eyes at all. He was laughing and trying to catch Luo Zheng's fists, and he still waved them with one hand.

This cannot be blamed on Xian Antuo. The Saint Race is originally a perfect race, the origin of all primates, and humans are just a kind of being born out of the Saint Race, inheriting one of the advantages of the Holy Race...

But Xian An never expected that such terrifying power would emerge from Luo Zheng's fists. After all, he only had the cultivation level of the Divine Sea Realm. When these fists were released, he was directly knocked away and fell back in mid-air.

After a distance of several hundred feet, he fell heavily.


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