Zhang Zichen has the armor of the Supreme God of War, the Fire Scroll and the Earth Scroll Huangyun Tianshu, and perhaps other hidden treasures.

This damn ghost attack, is still sighing?

The reactions of everyone also made Gui Yexi very satisfied. He smiled and nodded, then walked towards the direction where Zhang Zichen's heart was.

However, just when the ghost night attacked Zhang Zichen's heart was only one meter away, a sharp force fell from the sky.

Gui Yezhi's brow moved, immediately moved back three feet, and then looked closely.

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A figure, holding a long green sword, blocked the center of Zhang Zichen and Gui Ye attacking.

This man is about forty years old, his hair is completely white, and even the beard on his face is half an arm long.

The old man was wearing a long white suit and had a smooth face. Those present could only see that he was just a monk at the early stage of the Holy Lord who practiced the wood attribute soul, but he could not see which school he was.

More than two thousand monks were stunned.

Another cultivator in the early stage of the Holy Lord who is seeking death?

Everyone was speechless.

Is this Zhang Zichen so good? So many people want to protect him?

However, after the blink of an eye, everyone's eyes lit up.

Because, they found that the long green sword in the monk's hand seemed a little different.

Although this long sword has many seals to protect it and wants to try its best to hide its aura, any monk present is not a vegetarian.

Most people feel that an ancient law of heaven extends to this long sword, which seems to be only the ancient treasures.

Just as everyone was still confused, Gui Yexi frowned and his eyes immediately fell on the big sword: "A magic weapon!"

Yes!

This long green sword is a magical artifact!

With the powerful cultivation of Gui Yezhe, he would not retreat in front of a cultivator at the early stage of the Holy Lord. Just now, he smelled the laws of the heavenly way of the divine artifact and retreated immediately, wanting to observe the situation.

When Gui Ye attacked this, everyone was shocked.

"Art? This big sword is actually a magic weapon?"

"No way? A mere monk at the early stage of the Holy Lord dared to walk around with a magical weapon? Was he impatient to live?"

"Oh! What a pity! It's a pity that today's such a good opportunity, these magical weapons were attacked by ghost night!"

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More than two thousand powerful saints were surprised and regretful.

Because, today, who can beat the ghost night attack?

Since you can't beat them, these magical tools and the like will all be classified as ghost night attacks.

Gui Yexi looked at the monk standing opposite him carefully. He was about forty or fifty years old and his hair was white. In his impression, he never remembered that there was such a person on the heavenly continent.

Moreover, it is really ridiculous that a monk at the early stage of the Holy Lord actually brought a magic weapon to deal with him.

Gui Yexi snorted coldly and said with a smile: "Who are you? Do you want to stop me from waiting like that little girl? Do you ask for forgiveness or use this magical artifact to make a deal with me and let me release Zhang Zichen?"

"No need!" The old man paused slightly, "Since I was holding a magic weapon and blocking you, then I naturally have a way to protect Zhang Zichen."

"You..." Gui Yexi was stunned for a moment and smiled bitterly, "I'm wondering what's wrong today? You monks at the early stage of the Holy Lord are all like they have been injected with chicken blood. They are so arrogant tone. Do you want to protect Zhang Zichen? Are you not broken? "

However, the old man didn't speak.

Gui Yexie was a little annoyed and said angrily: "Damn it! I will give you one last chance and say, Who are you? Why should you protect Zhang Zichen?"

The old man took a deep breath, his face turned color, stroked his beard with his left hand, and said, "I am Xiao Jianshan on Penglai Immortal Island, and Zhang Zichen's master. Why do you think I want to protect Zhang Zichen?"

"Xiao Jianshan?" Gui Yexi stopped hearing this and suddenly realized, "Xiao Jianshan, a genius of cultivation in Penglai Immortal Island!"

More than two thousand years ago, Penglai Immortal Island should have been unknown, but because of the rise of Xiao Jianshan, it can be regarded as a small and medium-sized sect.

At that time, Xiao Jianshan was full of energy and his cultivation speed was extremely fast. In less than a thousand years, he practiced all the way to the early realm of the True Lord without the help of any divine beasts or alien blood.

Unexpectedly, after only a few hundred years, he successfully entered the realm of the Holy Lord again.

If you continue to follow this cultivation speed, there is no doubt that Xiao Jianshan will become another dark horse in the realm of the Emperor.

Gui Yexi stared at Xiao Jianshan coldly and sneered: "In the past thousands of years, have there been several Taoist geniuses in Penglai Immortal Island?"

Xiao Jianshan was floating in the void, holding a long sword in his hand, standing in front of Zhang Zichen's heart, with a smile on his face and not saying much.

But this ghost attacked at night, probably not planning to let Xiao Jianshan and Zhang Zichen go away today. He laughed and said, "There were Xiao Jianshan and Duanmuxue, and the later Zhang Zichen. It is said that there is still Zhang Cailing now, right?"

Xiao Jianshan is very familiar with Duanmuxue and Zhang Zichen, but Xiao Jianshan doesn't know about this Cailing.

Because he has not returned to the heavenly continent for seven or eight hundred years, he does not know everything on the continent, nor does he know very well about everything on the Penglai Immortal Island.

As of now, on Penglai Immortal Island, except for Zhang Zichen, Zhang Cailing, who has five souls, is indeed one of the few geniuses in the world to practice Taoism.

Xiao Jianshan took a long breath and said, "Ghost Night Attack, I want to make a deal with you, I wonder if it's okay?"

"Trade?" Gui Yexi pouted, "Why do you just a monk at the early stage of the Holy Lord's realm do you trade with me?"

"I know, in your eyes, I may be too weak, but..." Xiao Jianshan raised the long green knife in his hand and said, "But this is a magical artifact. I want to use it to exchange for my disciple's life."

"Hahaha!" Suddenly, Gui Yexie laughed, "Xiao Jianshan, are you sick? Are you talking about a deal for me? Do you think I will let you and Zhang Zichen go? Zhang Zichen just took my super elixir. This is the elixir I plan to use to impact the realm of the Emperor, but he took it! He deserves damn! How could I take it seriously? What I want is all the artifacts on Zhang Zichen!"

Xiao Jianshan's expression was tangled when he heard this.

After a long time, he finally took a deep breath and said, "Ghost Night Attack, since you want a magic weapon, I will give it to you. As long as Zhang Zichen wakes up, I advise him to give you all the magic weapons. How about it?"
Chapter completed!