I am not a serious young man

Do you think you are me, eating grapes but not spitting up grape skins, and not eating grapes but spitting out grape skins?

Having said that, Zheng Jian felt a little dignified while feeling the evil spirit. This evil spirit was as devastating as the one that came from the sky in the abyss back then...

"It's Shura again! Mad, the Shura tower is down, why are you still trying to make troubles..." But he is no longer what he used to be, and Shura can't be overwhelmed by just the power transmitted through the air. people...

"Break it for me!"

Shenjian flew back into his hand, and Zheng Jian raised all the Taiqing aura in his body!

"Jiutian Xuansha, turned into divine thunder. Huanghuang Tianwei, lead it with a sword!"

A huge and deep dark vortex emerged, rotating extremely fast in the sky, thunder roaring, lightning jumping, gloomy and dark, as if it wanted to swallow everything, the sky was filled with wind and thunder, and infinite thunder fell from the sky. The imagination of the disciples of Qingyunmen below.

Just when the infinite thunder erupted, Zheng Jian's figure was suddenly dyed with a layer of gold...

In an instant, the entire sky turned into a sea of ​​thunder, and the end was on the god in Zheng Jian's hands!

With the eruption of the sword light, the infinitely terrifying thunderbolt landed on the Fulong cauldron!

"what!"

Amidst a tragic cry, the light of Fulong Cauldron suddenly dimmed, and the hearts of all the people were shocked. They watched in disbelief at the terrifying thunder that struck across Fulong Cauldron.

In the next moment, the figure of thousands of people was submerged by the light...

"This...is this the true strength of Uncle Zheng (Master)?" All the disciples of Qingyun Sect looked fascinated, Lu Xueqi who was carrying Tianya Excalibur and Zhang Xiaofan who was carrying Dragon Slaying Sword suddenly had almost the same thought in their hearts.

At this moment, Lu Xueqi understood why this uncle was so out of touch in the sect, but no one from the head of the sect to her master Shuiyue really dared to offend this person who was not the head...

"No wonder, during the Qimai Martial Arts Competition, this person in Yuqing Hall was so casual, but many of the heads and heads were just helpless, but they were not overly harsh! All of this stems from Master Zheng's penetrating Taoism..."

To put it simply, hating people...you have to have confidence!

Let you dare to be angry but dare not speak, dare to speak but dare not fight, dare to fight but can't fight, the end of being unable to fight is anger again, and then dare to be angry but dare not speak...

Not only Lu Xueqi, but also the ghost king who fell from the light felt the same at this time...

Down below, Qinglong saw the figure of Wanqian, rushed up to the sky, and the moment Wanqian caught Wanqian, he heard Wanqian weakly say: "Go!"

At this time, the Ghost King's whole body was scorched black, and a thick hole at the mouth of a bowl that was completely scorched black appeared on his chest, and his aura was like a gossamer...

Qinglong bit the tip of his tongue, sprayed a mouthful of blood on the Qiankun Qingguang ring, turned into a blood shadow, and disappeared into the night in an instant.

Zheng Jian didn't continue to chase, the ghost king who had fully withstood the blow of "Excalibur Yu Lei Zhen Jue" was similar to the old ghost king back then, and couldn't last for a few days.

At this time, he was looking at the Fulongding, the most precious treasure of the ghost king Zong, in his hand with great interest!

Well, the Ghost King was dying, and Qinglong fled by burning blood to save him, Fulongding... was ruthlessly abandoned!

At this time, Fulongding was like a little girl who was abandoned by a heartless man, desolate and helpless...

"Well, it is said that the Fulong Cauldron, which created the four-spirit blood array and is invincible, looks like this... After all, it is a trophy. Throw it in the sundry pile first, and then deal with it after you are done..."

Zheng Jian can't use this Fulongding cauldron for the time being, because it is the treasure of the ghost king's clan, and it has been refined by the blood of ghost kings in the past. Others can't stimulate its power at all.

However, once the Ghost King dies, the blood-refined thing becomes ownerless...

Therefore, Zheng Jian applied a few seals casually, and threw them into the pile of debris that stored the bracelet...

Fu Longding: "..." I've never been so wronged before...

Just the same treatment as the Great Evil King back then...

disobedient?Close the small black room first!

More than half of the members of the Ghost King Sect on the beach died, mainly due to the backlash from the blood formation of the four spirits, and those who survived by chance scattered and slipped away one after another.

After falling from the sky, Zheng Jian blushed and was not out of breath, and all the disciples of Qingyun Sect came up to meet him.

"Master!" Zhang Xiaofan looked at Zheng Jian with reverence in his eyes...

"Meet Uncle Zheng!" Lu Xueqi, Song Daren and others saluted one after another.

Zheng Jian nodded, "No need to be too polite." His eyes paused slightly on Lu Xueqi.

If Shuiyue is really related to the Caomiao Village massacre, then Xuefan may have another twists and turns...

With a group of juniors, when Zheng Jian met with Tian Buyi and Cang Song, seeing their appearance, Zheng Jian immediately smiled unkindly.

Both Tian Buyi and Cang Song were wounded, it was obvious that it would not be easy for them to break out after being ambushed...

"Old Tian, ​​senior brother Cang, you...are you begging for food and being beaten? Or are you going to beg for food after being beaten?"

Tian Buyi's face turned dark immediately, "It would be the same if it were you! If we hadn't held on to each other, would your precious disciples have left first?"

Zheng Jian turned his head suspiciously, Zhang Xiaofan nodded vigorously.

Zheng Jian pondered for a while, "That's because you are too weak! The chickens peck at each other..."

"You..." Tian Buyi's seven orifices were filled with smoke, but he was still powerless to refute.

Cang Song said with a cold face: "Then what about you, Junior Brother Zheng... What did you do again? We managed to cover the disciples and withdraw."

Hearing this, Zheng Jian put his hands behind his back, looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, and said calmly: "Compared to you, I really did nothing! It was just a battle with the ghost king, which severely injured the ghost king. It’s nothing more than the Fulong Cauldron, the treasure of the Ghost King Zong’s Zhenzong…it’s really nothing!”

Tian Buyi, Cang Song and Xiao Yicai were all stunned...

"Junior Sister Lu... What Uncle Zheng said is true?" Behind Tian Buyi, Yushu Linfeng Xiao Yicai also suffered some injuries at this time, and said in shock.

Lu Xueqi's face was cold, she nodded silently, Zheng Jian's battle with the ghost king was obvious to all, that kind of god-like power was too tyrannical.

"Ahem... Junior Brother Zheng! I once heard an old Taoist tell me that I could live to be 670 years old by cultivating Taoism in this life..." Tian Buyi suddenly laughed, and before he finished speaking, Zheng Jian interrupted!

Zheng Jian was surprised: "...Which old Taoist priest is he? He actually looks at the face with no conscience!"

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Chapter 474 Profound Fire Altar

"Looking at the face with no conscience..." A group of Qing Yunmen disciples petrified on the spot...

Zhang Xiaofan deserves to be an upright boy, he said in a daze: "Uncle Tian, ​​is that the old Taoist priest with a little granddaughter holding the 'immortal guide' pole? He cheated me of all my money..."

"Puchi..."

Everyone burst into laughter.

Tian Buyi's face turned black, and he said firmly, "No!"

As he said that, he wanted to leave angrily.

Zheng Jian pulled Tian Yi, "Hey, hey, look at your narrow-minded look! You still care about the younger generation? Tell me, even if you can live to be 670 years old, what do you want to do? You are so old!"

Tian Buyi's face paled, and he said in a low voice: "Brother Zheng and Brother Wan say that I am beautiful! Then tell me, how long will it take for me to catch up with your skills? After all, I still have more than 500 years to live..."

Zheng Jian pondered for a while, and said, "Well...if it takes more than 500 years, it may...not be enough!"

Tian Buyi was taken aback for a moment, and immediately understood, he was dead... Looking up at Zheng Jian...

"Old Tian, ​​don't look at me! It's okay for me to be stared at by you... Mainly, I'm worried that your neck can't bear it!" Zheng Jian said with his head down.

"I'll fight with you!" Tian Buyi felt a rush of blood rushing straight to his forehead, and couldn't help but punched Zheng Jian.

Zheng Jian stretched out his right hand, and the aura of Taiqing disappeared in a flash...

Then, Tian Buyi's forehead was held down by Zheng Jian!

Tian Buyi's fist clawed and pulled twice in the void, his hands were too short to reach!

"Puchi..." Lin Jingyu laughed immediately...

Song Daren quickly pulled Lin Jingyu, "Don't laugh!" But the corners of his mouth couldn't stop twitching.

Even Cang Song had an extremely strange expression on his face, "Junior Brother Tian, ​​you better stop humiliating yourself! Junior Brother Zheng is a big demon king, you can't beat him!"

┗|`O′|┛哦~~

Tian Buyi let out a scream, full of resentment, but there was nothing he could do about Zheng Jian, so he set up the Scarlet Flame Immortal Sword and headed towards Qingyun Mountain without looking back...

Seeing Tian Buyi left in anger, Cang Song laughed loudly, "Hahahaha, Junior Brother Zheng, you are really... Tian Buyi's nemesis! Let's go, let's go back to the mountain!"

A group of juniors want to laugh but dare not laugh, each of them is in so much pain and pain.

Zheng Jian teased Tian Buyi for a while, he felt better, and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Cang, please take everyone back, I will go around by myself..."

Cang Song nodded, "That's good! As a brother, I will take the juniors back first..."

Amidst the laughter, everyone set up their sword lights, chased after Tian Buyi, and flew towards Qingyun Mountain...

Zheng Jian looked up at the colorful streamer across the sky, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and immediately rose to the sky, but turned to the south.

……

He has been thinking about what Zhou Xian said these days.

To be honest, what Zhou Yixian said made sense, but Zheng Jian still wanted to try again.

After all, if I swallow a golden elixir, my fate is up to me!

Even dare to squeeze the wool of the will of the world, what kind of reincarnation is afraid of now, what kind of soul is scattered?

What if I am lucky and really find the mother unicorn?As for whether the little Qilin can be born, that is the matter of the Qilin couple...

one more thing...

It's not too difficult, but it should be sooner rather than later, that is Xiaobai from Fenxiang Valley, also known as the Nine-Tailed Sky Fox.

Why should it be sooner rather than later?

Because Zheng Jian is too pure now, there are fewer and fewer people in this world who can provide resentment points.

Although the Beast God is enough, this guy has an anti-social and anti-human character, and if he is released, he will destroy the world...

Things that are not sure, if the waves capsize, it will be miserable!

The nine-tailed celestial fox is different. It is not so murderous, and its strength is strong. Can you release your resentment points if you release it earlier...

To be honest, there is no tool person around to provide resentment value, Zheng Jian is still not used to it...

It just so happens that I have the Xuanhuojian, so it's not bad to go and handle this matter!

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The Hundred Thousand Mountains have always been the peerless natural barrier separating the southern border and the middle land, just like the Gobi desert between the middle earth and the base camp of the Demon Cult.

The mountains soared into the sky, and the various crises hidden in them were not inferior to the wilderness.

Miasma, poisonous water, all kinds of poisonous insects and beasts, and barbaric alien races are all hidden in it. It is impossible for ordinary people to cross the [-] mountains to the southern border.

Thousands of years ago, among the [-] mountains, divine thunder fell from the sky and blasted out a path no more than three feet wide from the mountain.

Later, Fenxiang Valley was stationed here to guard the trail and resist the barbarians from the southern borders from invading the middle land. In terms of great achievements, it was actually no worse than Qingyunmen and Tianyin Temple.

Don't care about some behind-the-scenes insiders in Fenxiang Valley, just like Qingyunmen's Tianchengzi has become a demon, and Tianyin Temple has Puzhi as a demon, Fenxiang Valley has naturally had similar things over the years.

Fenxianggu's achievements cannot be denied...

Soon, Zheng Jian came to the junction of Southern Border and Middle Earth, Fenxiang Valley!

Fenxiang Valley is one of the Three Righteous Paths of Middle Earth, so its sect background is naturally extremely profound.

In the hazy night, there are many pavilions standing in the valley, which are connected by large or small paths, leading to the depths of the valley.

To be honest, Zheng Jian didn't want to alarm the disciples in Fenxiang Valley, but the problem was that Zheng Jian didn't know the way...

I had no choice but to hide in the darkness and observe in secret.

It didn't take long for Zheng Jian to identify an unlucky guy!

The strength of a single Fenxianggu disciple... is not worth mentioning to Zheng Jian!

Without any precautions or worries, you just appeared in my world and brought me a pleasant surprise...

Captured alive without the smell of fireworks!

Zheng Jian's pupils are deep, like autumn waters that can't see the bottom. Facing the disciples of Fenxiang Valley, he easily penetrated into his sea of ​​consciousness.

Soon, Zheng Jian got the information he needed, and the map of the entire Fenxiang Valley came to his mind, naturally including the location of the Xuanhuo Altar.

After knocking out the unlucky guy and hiding in the corner, Zheng Jian followed the map in his mind and dived deep into a path.

Walking to the depths, a stone tablet came into view. Under the moonlight, two lines of words were engraved on it: The profound fire is heavy, disciples stop.

Zheng Jian kept on stepping, drifting past.