Huang Zheng took Chu Jin's inner alchemy into the Overlord Tongtian Palace, and raised the sky-opening axe.
"Call out all your psychic masters, the inner alchemy is really vulnerable?" Huang Zheng's words were extremely arrogant, but no one dared to refute him.
Seeing him beheading Zheng Fengchen with a wave of his hand, and the other party didn't even respond, one knew how powerful Huang Zheng was now.
"Huang Zheng, return Jin'er to me, Tang Huan'er, and we will return it to you too?" Chu Dongxian held the "Misty Heaven Scepter" in his hand, exuding a faint and vague aura. Her mind also began to circle and think of strategies.
Chu Jin was taken away by Huang Zheng again, so she didn't dare to attack by force.
"Will I be fooled by you again? I want to see Tang Huan'er first, and then let Chu Jin go." Huang Zheng will never fall for her again this time: "I, Huang Zheng, are in the Sword Sect, and the whole sect knows what I say. , but I didn’t expect Chu Jiaozhu, as the leader of a sect, you would go back on your word.”
"Okay, Tang Huan'er, we'll give you..." Chu Dongxian's Aizi was eager, no matter what, I'll replace Chu Jin first, and then, with our "Mitian Scepter" of Mitian Sect, we still can't take care of an inner alchemy.
"Presumptuous..." At this moment, someone in the void shouted again.
The voice spoke extremely fast, the two words were like thunder from the sky, and with a bang, a crack was opened in the void.
one, two, three...
A full three masters of the psychic period came out of this crack.
"Chu Dongxian, what nonsense are you talking about? I, Mitianjiao, as one of the six great sects in the world and the number one sect of the monster race, have ever been threatened by others?"
An elder in the late stage of psychic psychic shouted at Chu Dongxian sharply. His whole body's power was surging like the water of the Milky Way. He obviously stood up casually, and Huang Zheng could feel the surrounding space around him beeping non-stop. .
This is because his power is too strong, causing the world to be repelled by his power.
"Take him down, take down this daring human race, and let Yan Xiongtu come to our Mitian Sect to receive punishment. This person is trying to stir up a war between the two factions, with bad intentions and audacity. My Mitian Sect would rather sacrifice Chu Jin. I will not compromise with him."
As soon as the psychic elder waved his hand, the two psychics who came with him were ready to attack.
"Stop." Chu Dongxian was anxious.
His own son was pinched by Huang Zheng.
"Miao Qianshan, what are you doing? I am the leader of the sect, and I will handle all the affairs of the sect. The Mitian scepter is the representative of the sect's power. Do you want to disobey the orders of the Mitian scepter?"
Chu Dongxian held up the Mitian scepter high up, and the entire sky above the mountaintop began to be filled with illusory confusion.
"Chu Dongxian, this matter is no longer something that you, the leader, can decide. This young human race challenged the bottom line of our Mitian Sect, which is tantamount to trampling on the dignity of our demon clan. He compromised? Elders, now that our Supreme Elders have decided to take down this human race, you two, will you follow Chu Dongxian to compromise with him, or protect the dignity of our monster race?"
Miao Qianshan asked the two psychic elders who came first. The two demon tribes heard what Miao Qianshan said was so serious. After looking at each other, they shook their heads at Chu Dongxian.
Chu Dongxian's heart suddenly sank.
Old thing, is there such an exaggeration, trampling on the dignity of the monster race? Huang Zheng was holding the sky-opening axe, with a sneer on his face, watching the five psychics yelling back and forth.
"Have you finished speaking? So, are you planning to hand over Tang Huan'er?"
"Boy, are you still thinking about Tang Huan'er? Let's talk about it if you have the ability to escape from Mitian Sect."
Miao Qianshan took a step forward: "Little inner alchemy is lawless, you think you can be invincible with a magic weapon."
"Mitian Avenue, sweeping Xingyu..."
Miao Qianshan's ten fingers are like hooks, and his hands are grasping continuously. His body changes from physical to illusory.
This is the strongest supernatural power of Mitian Sect, "Mitian Dao", once it is used, the whole person will be like a psychedelic world, both true and false.
But the power he exerted is like a surging Milky Way, powerful and far-reaching, rolling endlessly, and a force that tears the sky bursts out from his ten fingers, like a cosmic starburst, sweeping across the void.
Beep, beep, beep.
The void in front of Huang Zheng was originally shattered by his axe, but now it was struck by Miao Qianshan's supernatural power, and the void immediately burst into pieces.
The power of the explosion is enough to kill ordinary inner alchemy masters, and razed everything on the top of the mountain to the ground.
It's so powerful, Huang Zheng's wings of the gods and demons swiped, and his whole body flashed like lightning.
He dodges and retreats for hundreds of feet. In terms of speed, he has already played to the extreme. Among the inner alchemy, almost no one from the six great sects in the world can catch up to him.
But a psychic can shrink the ground to an inch and tear open space.
Although Huang Zheng retreated quickly, just as the figure stopped, heck, a figure tore through the space and came to him.
Huh, Huang Zheng didn't even want to wave his axe.
With a single axe, it swept the world.
This figure was smashed into pieces by him.
Well, Huang Zheng was overjoyed at first, and then he noticed a sudden chill behind him.
Be careful, the artifact conspired with him in advance.
Before he could turn around, the overlord Tongtian Temple came out automatically and appeared behind him again.
"Bang, bang, bang."
Countless loud bangs shook and exploded in the air, almost within a breath, Miao Qianshan punched thousands of punches on the Overlord Tongtian Temple.
If Huang Zheng hadn't been promoted to the inner alchemy, and if the artifact hadn't been able to communicate with him, Huang Zheng would have been beaten to death by him this time.
This is the true strength of a psychic master.
"Sacred weapon, your magic weapon is not a spiritual weapon, but a divine weapon?" Miao Qianshan's face changed drastically.
Miao Qianshan punched thousands of times, but still couldn't distinguish the artifacts, what kind of psychic master
This time, everyone changed color.
What Huang Zheng used turned out to be an artifact.
If it is an artifact, an empty-handed psychic master is not necessarily his opponent.
Fortunately, Huang Zheng can communicate with the artifact now, he is like a fish in water.
He didn't need to activate his divine sense, the overlord Tongtian Temple could automatically protect him, and now he blocked a killer move for him again, turned his head and swung the axe, without even looking at it.
"Reverse Tianhe!"
Boom, Huang Zheng's big ax can reverse the Tianhe, the sun and the moon, and when the ax blade is picked, the void seems to be turned upside down.
Miao Qianshan retreated immediately.
Even if it is a psychic, no one dares to take his magic ax head-on.
Huang Zheng's figure was like lightning, chasing after Miao Qianshan ax after ax, the speed of the two of them was brought to the extreme, like two meteors shuttled non-stop in the mid-air.
"Lawless, dare to kill people in Mitian Sect."
Another psychic master was a middle-aged man with sword-like eyebrows and a burst of energy.
Seeing Miao Qianshan being chased by Huang Zheng, he pointed in the air on the spot.
There was no movement in the air, but the void in front of Huang Zheng was suddenly torn apart.
Shuashuashua, dozens of sword qi burst out from the crack.
Facing the sudden attack, Huang Zheng didn't even look at it and continued to pursue it, while pulling his other hand in the void.
Heck, the spear of the gods and demons appeared in his hand, and with a backhand throw, the spears of the gods and demons flew out of his hands, and as soon as they reached the midair, they split into dozens of spears of gods and demons like splashed ice water.
When, when, when.
Dozens of sword qi were shattered by the spear of gods and demons.
One of the spears of the gods and demons continued to kill the middle-aged man's dantian.
"It's really arrogant."
Seeing Huang Zheng fighting two against one, the other was ashamed and angry in the middle of the second pass.
In the mid-stage of psychic, just flick.
Zheng, a guqin appeared in front of him, it turned out to be a high-grade spiritual weapon.
"The voice of the lost sky, the seven kills become immortals... Clang, clang, clang..."
His fingers were flying, and beating notes burst out from his guqin, and then the sound of the piano turned into swords, knives, guns, and sticks. The void was full of piano sounds and weapons.
"The sound is endless, the blue sea and the blue sky, Huang Zheng, listen to me a blue sea seven kills..."
Zheng, clang, clang, Huang Zheng heard it in his ears, but he felt that in his divine sense, between his heart and mouth, there were swords and swords covering the sky and covering the earth, killing everything.
"Wow!" Huang Zheng yelled loudly, looking up to the sky, the terrifying roar of the ancient gods and demons, coupled with the killing of the gods' divine thoughts, condensed into a peerless sword, and pierced into the zither sound in the mid-psychic period.
"Broken..." The guqin in front of the mid-psychic psychic broke a string.
"Let's go together." The last two psychics saw that Huang Zheng was lawless. Lien Zhan's three psychics all took a breath, thinking that in their own Mitian Sect, they simply had no shame in attacking together.
Huang Zheng took another step, and the wings of gods and demons swept across the stars. He was chasing Miao Qianshan from the beginning to the end. No matter how many people attacked him behind him, he went forward without hesitation, just chasing and killing Miao Qianshan.
No matter how illusory Miao Qianshan's Mitian Dao is, he will kill them all.
No matter how many phantoms there are, one of them is real. Huang Zheng cut off the shadows when he saw them, and Miao Qianshan also had a terrible headache.
"Stop, Huang Zheng." Just as Huang Zheng continued to pursue, someone shouted again: "Are you here to take Tang Huan'er away, or to show your prestige by killing a psychic master? You just need to kill a Mitian Sect member." , this enmity can no longer be resolved?"
At the critical moment, Wu Wanli and a late-stage psychic master appeared beside Chu Dongxian.
This psychic master hadn't appeared for decades, and he was planning to leave the mainland with all his heart, but this time he finally left for Huang Zheng.
"Huang Zheng, this is Lin Dongtian, my tutor. You have a big event, so you can sit down and talk about it slowly. Why do you want to make a killing here?"
"Hmph, as I said, if I don't hand over Tang Huan'er, I'll wash Mitian Sect with blood. I, Huang Zheng, keep my word. Don't you think that the Heavenly Emperor Continent is dominated by psychic masters?" There, it is like a king and overlord who guides the country.
The disdain for the psychics present in the eyes deeply stimulated those old antiques.
He fought as he said, and stopped as he said, and no one in the group of psychics dared to fight again.
The situation on the court was completely controlled by Huang Zheng.
The five great psychics present are all old antiques who have lived for hundreds of years. Two of them have to accumulate strength and prepare to leave the Tiandi Continent in the later stage. In their entire lives, they have seen as many geniuses as the sands of the Ganges River, and they have encountered endless enemies. There is no inner alchemy like Huang Zheng's ability to resist many psychics, no matter whether it is a magic weapon, it is rare in the world.
It might be impossible for this person to wash the Mitian Sect with blood, but if he is really pushed into a hurry, I am afraid that one or two of us old antiques will fall too
Almost at the moment of the truce, chills rose in the hearts of many psychics.