I am eight years old again, and I will never serve as a cauldron for the empress again.

"Let me take a look, what kind of treasure is this peach wood sword that countless people are fighting for?" the young man from the three-eyed tribe said proudly.

He put the peach wood sword in his hand and played with it, injecting traces of true energy into it.

A layer of cyan light appeared on the surface of the peach wood sword, and there was still a little bit of vitality in this cyan light.

Zhuang Zhou took a closer look and saw that the peach wood sword was actually made of thunder strike wood. The thunder strike wood in his hand was a family heirloom made by King Zhenbei.And this peach wood sword is made entirely of lightning wood, and it is even older, at least a thousand years old. How much is this peach wood sword worth?

The boy from the three-eyed tribe gradually became serious.

Originally, he was just out of interest, so he picked up the peach wood sword and played with it.

In his impression, the human race is a remote and remote place with a large population and high density. Even if there are any treasures or resources, they have been squandered by the human race themselves.

But this peach wood sword is extraordinary, as if there is an ocean hidden in it. No matter how much zhenqi you inject, this peach wood sword can swallow it up.

Finally, the word "warming against evil" appeared on the surface of the peach wood sword.

The large golden characters bloomed with brilliance.

"War against evil! This is a law branded by a strong man of at least the same level! It has extraordinary lethality against Yin spirits and ghosts!"

Although Zhuang Zhou was only looking from a distance, he could feel the power hidden in this peach wood sword!

"This peach wood sword is indeed a treasure. I want to take it back to my tribe to study it carefully!"

The boy from the three-eyed tribe showed a happy expression.

However, the next moment, black smoke emitted from his body.

"what is this?"

The boy from the three-eyed tribe felt the danger approaching. He wanted to struggle and resist, but the next moment, the black smoke became stronger and stronger, and eventually turned into a blazing flame and burned.

"Nether Ghost Fire!"

Zhuang Zhou recognized the origin of the flame at a glance.

This is a method used by ghost cultivators.

By casting spells thousands of miles apart, you can secretly curse the strong to death, making them unable to resist and struggle!

"Yes, ghost cultivators will never allow this peach wood sword to appear! It contains strong murderous intent and has the effect of warding off evil spirits. It is extremely restrained for ghost cultivators!"

"This peach wood sword can only fall into their hands, otherwise, another treasure will appear in the Lingtian Realm specifically to restrain them!"

Zhuang Zhou said to himself.

The ghost cultivator has always been dormant in Beicheng.

They are everywhere like ghosts and shadows.

Ghost cultivators are natural assassins.

It's okay if you don't take action. Once you do, it will definitely be earth-shattering.

Ghost cultivators are one of the initiators of summoning alien species to come. At the same time, they are also a time bomb buried in the human world.

They never showed up, and even their positions and identities were unclear.

And with the action of the alien species and the Alliance of Ten Thousand Races, ghost cultivators gradually disappeared from people's conceptual world.

It wasn't until the ghost cultivator appeared again that Zhuang Zhou remembered such a powerful enemy again.

"Which camp does this ghost cultivator belong to? What is their purpose?"

Zhuang Zhou gently massaged his temples and said.

"I feel like my brain is hurting. The various situations in the Lingtian Realm are getting more and more complex, and they are getting more difficult and unpredictable!"

Zhuang Zhou said.

Zhuang Zhou's words made Da Ri Jin Wu feel a little touched.

"There are three sects and nine paths, among which ghost cultivators are the most unpredictable. Some of them are obviously living people but are willing to become ghosts for the sake of power. Some of them are evolved from fallen strong men and still have some knowledge of their lives. Strength. It is said that there is a huge organization behind the ghost cultivator called the underworld. This underworld is very mysterious and huge and spans countless worlds!"

"This underworld has always existed since the age of mythology! And no one knows the true identity of the leader of this underworld, and no one knows how the underworld organization is structured!"

When the Golden Crow of the Sun talked about ghost cultivation, his expression was very solemn and solemn.

This was the nightmare of their era, and they never thought it would extend to Zhuang Zhou's era!

"If you want to kill me, this method is a little too naive!"

The young king of the three-eyed clan was not timid. His eyes opened, and a vortex formed in the vertical eyes between his eyebrows.

All the black flames were absorbed into the vertical eye between his eyebrows.

The black flames are retreating and disappearing.

In an instant, the ghost cultivator's methods disappeared without a trace, and were all absorbed by the vertical eye between the eyebrows of the three-eyed young king, without a trace!

Zhuang Zhou couldn't help but sigh with emotion when he saw this scene.

"It's true that there is a world outside the world, and there is a world outside the world! Born in the same era, there is a huge age difference, but there may be a huge gap in strength between heaven and earth!"

Zhuang Zhou's eyes were full of emotion.

"He is already sixteen or seventeen years old, and he is only at the eighth level of the Golden Core Realm. If you reach his age, in another ten years, you will definitely be able to beat him ten times by yourself!"

Jiang Yu said encouragingly.

"It's a pity that time didn't wait for me. This peach wood sword finally fell into the hands of the young king of the Three-Eyed Clan. It's a pity that I am from a humble background and do not have a strong background. Otherwise, even with my current strength, I can't Dare to fight with him!"

Zhuang Zhou clenched his fists, feeling unwilling to do so.

He was also very moved by the peach wood sword.

This is definitely not an ordinary treasure. It has no grade, but it surpasses the treasure level of most magical-level treasures!

"Oh, even if you have a strong enough background, you still can't be the opponent of the Three-Eyed Clan Young King!"

Wu Huo sneered.

"The Three-Eyed Clan is quite mysterious. In a one-on-one fight, in the same realm, the Celestial Clan and the Three-Eyed Clan are no match for each other! You know, the Celestial Clan can use their magical powers to summon the dead heroes of their own clan. Appear!"

Wu Huo glanced at Zhuang Zhou.

Who is this Yin and Yang?

There is no way to provide him with enough shelter!

"you understand?"

Zhuang Zhou asked.

"Three-eyed people are born with three eyes. The third eye has mysterious and unpredictable effects. Its awakening direction is different, and the power that can be released by the third eye is also very different!"

"For example, the most common power eye, if it explodes in power, can instantly increase the power of the three-eyed clan by three to ten times, making them turn the tables! Strength, agility, and mental power are the most common types of eye!"

"The Nengou is certified as the Young King by the Three-Eyed Clan. The awakened Heavenly Eye will definitely not be such an ordinary attribute!"

Wu Huo talked eloquently and showed an extremely deep understanding of the Three-Eyed Clan.

"If my guess is correct, if this guy can swallow will-o'-the-wisps, he should at least awaken a Devouring Sky Eye or a Reincarnation Sky Eye. If it is a Devouring Sky Eye, it's easy to say, it can only swallow energy. If the warrior is tough enough, violence By suppressing it, I should be able to kill it instantly!”

"If it were the Eye of Reincarnation, we would be in trouble! Reincarnation is mysterious, eternal and unpredictable, it embraces all things, and no one can compete with it!"

As Wu Huo spoke, there was a look of fear in his eyes.

When Zhuang Zhou heard this, he couldn't help but remain silent.

"Can't afford to offend, can't afford to offend, they are all fighters among the big guys, it's not worth it for a peach wood sword!"

Zhuang Zhou finished speaking.

Liu Yang suddenly became curious.

"Why do you know so much about the Three-Eyed Tribe? This tribe should have been silent even in the Middle Ages!"

"I am a student of heaven and man, and know everything in heaven and on earth!"

Wu Huo boasted.

But Zhuang Wumeng suddenly spoke, and she glanced sideways at Wu Huo.

"Have you studied other saints?"

Zhuang Wumeng's words left Wu Huo speechless for a moment.

He opened his eyes and said to Zhuang Wumeng.

"How did you know?"

"Witch cultivator, you are proficient in martial arts, and you know so much about the Three-Eyed Clan, I have probably guessed your identity in the medieval era!"

"The number one scumbag at the end of the Middle Ages! Haha, I didn't expect that good people don't live long, and disasters live for thousands of years. The Middle Ages were all destroyed, and you have survived until now. It's really strange, strange!"

Zhuang Wumeng sighed.