"Back! Back!"

"Stay away! This ghost night attack and the flame sika deer are going to fight!"

Almost every monk expected this scene and retreated one after another.

Although everyone wants to get this magic potion, today, there is a ghost attack at night and a flaming sika deer. This super magic potion is not their turn.

But now, the opportunity has come.

Everyone was thinking, if the ghost attacked and fought with this flamed sika deer at night, they would be injured, wouldn’t they have a chance?

The fisherman gains profit when fighting with the snipe and the clam!

Zhang Zichen also showed a smile on his face, and then followed Feng Qingyang and others for nearly fifty kilometers.

The ghost night attack and the flame sika deer seemed to be incompatible. They didn’t know how terrifying their battle was.

Just as everyone was gradually retreating, a monk wearing black skin was standing on the flying sword, but he stayed there.

Zhang Zichen doesn't know who this person is.

However, when Zhang Zichen wanted to use his spiritual sense to carefully explore the true face of this person, he found that his spiritual sense could not get close to the monk.

Moreover, Zhang Zichen always sees this person in a vague way.

At this moment, Zhang Zichen finally understood that this person was the ghost night attack with the power of a pseudo-emperor.

"roar"

The flamed sika deer was not stupid either. Seeing that someone had stayed, she guessed that the person was telling him that it roared and challenged him.

Here, there is only one super elixir, and both strong men want to use this elixir to break through themselves.

Next, it depends on who is stronger.

A monster is a monster with a much different mindset than a human being. It doesn't care about it, and it is ready to kill Guiyezhe first.

boom!

The flamed sika deer kicked her four legs suddenly, and her whole body immediately turned into a ball of flame and rushed into the sky.

Wherever it passes, it is charred and flames are gushing.

Even in places without firewood, there are blazing flames.

The ghost Yezhi's face remained unchanged, and his black and white light shone brightly on his body. He held a strange spear in his hand and responded to the challenge.

Boom!

Two super strong men collided with each other and their strength soared into the sky.

Perhaps the ghost night attack and the flame sika deer were a little worried, afraid of hurting the super elixir on the ground, they would control their strength and rush into the sky.

Otherwise, if these forces turn around, they will rush to the underground.

That may cause landslides and cracks, the crust moves, the mountains disappear, and turn into the sea.

By then, let alone the super elixir, I'm afraid even this spiritual pool will not be found.

Of course, no one of the monks present can survive. They will be affected to death in the battle between the two super strong men.

Boom!

Every time the ghost night attack and the flame sika deer collided, a powerful force rushed straight into the sky, causing the air to fluctuate continuously.

Zhang Zichen and others retreated again and again.

At this moment, almost everyone retreated to a place worth tens of thousands of kilometers away, and some people retreated to a place worth hundreds of thousands of kilometers away. Some people even feared death and turned their flying swords and ran away in the distance.

What super elixir?

No one cares, everyone cares about their own lives.

In front of these two super strong men, the super elixir seemed to have no share of them.

Just tens of thousands of kilometers away, roars kept coming, and every collision, light burst out.

A strong wind blew from there.

Feng Qingyang's face was pale and blood was hanging on the corner of his mouth. He pulled Zhang Zichen and shouted, "Batian, let's go!"

"Let's go?" Zhang Zichen was stunned for a moment, glanced at Tan Lu in his arms, and then turned to look at the others.

Each of them had a disheveled hair, each of them had pale faces, each with blood at the corners of their mouths, and their bodies were very weak.

It can be seen that they can't support it for long.

Not to mention them, even Zhang Zichen suffered serious internal injuries.

But Zhang Zichen was unwilling to leave, so he shook and said, "Senior Feng, you go first."

"What?" Feng Qingyang could hardly believe that Zhang Zichen would reject him, and quickly said, "Batian, do you know what you said?"

"I know." Zhang Zichen nodded very calmly, "Senior Feng, I have low cultivation. Although I am extremely talented and have good talent in practicing Taoism, I always feel that my cultivation speed is too slow..."

"Slow?" Feng Qingyang smiled bitterly, "Batian, how can your cultivation speed be slow? Without using any ancient divine beasts, ancient alien species and ancient ferocious beasts, your cultivation level has reached the late stage of the True Lord in just a few hundred years and less than a thousand years. This cultivation speed is unprecedented and there are no ones after you. What else do you need to practice? Do you want to enter the realm of the Great Emperor overnight? Is this the cultivation speed very fast?"

These words are unintentional, but the listener is intentional.

Only Feng Qingyang and Tan Lu knew Zhang Zichen's true identity.

At this time, it sounded that the other powerful saints in the Feng family were a little puzzled.

Someone asked, "Clan leader, what did you say just now? I said that this little brother named Zhang Batian has reached the late stage of the True Lord in just a thousand years?"

"Uh..." Feng Qingyang seemed to find that he had said the wrong thing and didn't know how to explain it.

"Class leader, who is this little brother?" Someone was puzzled again, "There are not many people who can enter the late realm of the True Lord in less than a thousand years on the entire heavenly continent."

"What does it mean to be not much?" Someone said, "Take Chen Zhanfeng, a genius of the Chen family of the Aquarium, for example, it took him eight hundred years to enter the early realm of the True Lord. If there are still people in this world who can surpass Chen Zhanfeng's speed, then it must be Zhang Zichen."

When I heard the three words Zhang Zichen, Feng Qingyang, Tan Lu and Zhang Zichen were both a little nervous.

If the identity exposed at this time is amazing, it will be amazing. At that time, I am afraid that the target of everyone around me will not be that super elixir.

Zhang Zichen is definitely much more attractive than that super elixir.

In order to dispel everyone's doubts, Feng Qingyang quickly shouted: "Okay! Are you guys muttering? What are you? Zhang Zichen? Will Zhang Zichen come here to seek death? He is Zhang Batian, and he is my old friend's disciple!"

"Old friend's disciple?" Someone expressed his confusion, "Class leader, how dare you ask what old friend he is, who actually has such talented disciple?"

"Feng Xie, dare you question me?" Feng Qingyang roared and pointed at the monk who kept asking questions, "Feng Xie, do I have any friends? Do you want to report like you? Who are you?"
Chapter completed!