It's over. This time, Zhang Zichen can't get through, so he's dead!

...

One thought flashed rapidly.

As time passed by minute by minute, this time-space teleportation array still had no reaction. Despair appeared on Qingchengwu and Chen Lanshuang's faces and eyes.

They never expected that when they needed Zhang Zichen the most, Zhang Zichen did not appear.

Could it be that the friendship with Zhang Zichen is fake?

Could it be that Zhang Zichen did not have Chen Zhanfeng and Qingchengwu as friends at all?

...

Qingchengwu and Chen Lanshuang dared not continue thinking.

The more they think about it, the more they feel sad.

Forget it, this is the case in this world, and people's hearts are the same. Once there is danger, they will retreat.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Zichen was the same.

Looking at the unmoved jade slip, Chen Lanshuang smiled bitterly, very helpless: "Miss, isn't this... this Zhang Zichen responding?"

Qingchengwu doesn't speak.

But this time and space teleportation jade slip was telling Chen Lanshuang that Zhang Zichen did not respond.

Chen Lanshuang continued to smile bitterly and said, "I can't imagine that, I can't imagine that! We treat Zhang Zichen as a friend, and you... my lady, you like Zhang Zichen from the bottom of your heart, right? But what about Zhang Zichen? He doesn't care about us at all! He doesn't want to pay attention to us at all! Miss, tell me, how could you like such a person? I want me to say that the young master is a person who is right. Back then, those five million monks surrounded Penglai Immortal Island. As long as you say a little lady, the young master will go to Penglai Immortal Island to help, but now, Zhang Zichen... is heartless!!! It's not worth it, it's not worth it!!!"

However, just as Chen Lanshuang finished shouting these words, suddenly, the space-time teleportation array that was staying in Qingchengwu's hand suddenly bounced and suddenly made a violent buzzing sound.

And the next moment, a dazzling white light burst out and disappeared in a second.

One second??

Perhaps, there is no second.

These white lights may disappear within one tenth of a second, or within one hundredth of a second.

The next moment, a tall, mighty and strong man stood in front of Qingchengwu and Chen Lanshuang.

When this man appeared, his figure was like a tall and majestic mountain, protecting Qingchengwu, Chen Lanshuang and Chen Feihong behind him.

This man is Zhang Zichen!!!

Qingchengwu didn't care about the space-time teleportation jade slip in her hand that had cracked, but instead shouted in surprise: "Zhang Zichen!!?"

Zhang Zichen turned around, looked at Qingchengwu, then looked at Chen Lanshuang, and then... suddenly showed a naughty expression and said with a wry smile: "Saint, you have caused me a lot. Using this time and space teleportation jade slip, the tearing power and the squeezed power seemed to tear me apart, making me very painful. Until now, my whole body is in unbearable pain! It hurts me to death!"

However, when he heard Zhang Zichen's voice, Qingchengwu laughed, laughed and cried.

Even Chen Lanshuang felt an accident.

They thought Zhang Zichen would not come, they thought Zhang Zichen had forgotten them, they were all desperate, they were really desperate, but they didn't expect that Zhang Zichen would come.

When he came, he immediately gave Qingchengwu and Chen Lanshuang all hope.

Yes, they finally have hope.

But after joking, Zhang Zichen immediately discovered something was wrong. First of all, it was Qingchengwu and Chen Lanshuang.

Their bodies were messy, their faces were panic, their eyes were sad and painful, and the little boy was crying all the time.

At the same time, behind Zhang Zichen, a giant water tornado was spinning constantly.

In the water tornado, dozens of blue flying swords were flying around, and fluctuations of power were constantly coming from it.

One wave after another of power fluctuations spread out.

And, there were constant rumbling sounds.

Zhang Zichen immediately turned around, looked up, and suddenly saw that in the air, Chen Zhanfeng was fighting with a white-haired old man.

Zhang Zichen has smelled the power of that old man. It is the power of a master in the late stage of the Holy Lord!!!

This kind of power is not comparable to Zhang Zichen.

It was really surprising that Chen Zhanfeng was able to fight this old man.

But judging from the situation, there were other monks around the old man's help. Chen Zhanfeng should be at a disadvantage and seemed to be injured.

If this continues, I am afraid that my life will be in danger.

Seeing this, Zhang Zichen hurriedly asked, "Saint, what happened?"

Qingchengwu was happy and laughing, and hurriedly shouted: "Zhang Zichen, save Brother Feng quickly, save Brother Feng quickly!"

"This..." Zhang Zichen looked up at Tiankong again, frowned, and said, "Saint, what happened? I... I only have the cultivation level of the early stage of the Holy Lord! I am no match for the old man at all!"

The white-haired old man had a very strong cultivation level. He was a master at the peak of the later stage of the Holy Lord. Zhang Zichen was no match for him at all.

Oh no, I can’t say that Zhang Zichen is not his opponent, but that… Zhang Zichen can’t insert it at all!!

Like this white-haired old man, he can kill 1,000 Zhang Zichen in an instant!

Back then, Zhang Zichen killed Ouyang Pu, the second elder of the Tu clan Ouyang clan. Although Ouyang Pu is also a master at the peak of the late stage of the Holy Lord, he was surrounded by countless monsters and had been fighting for many days. The true energy in his body was seriously damaged and could not be replenished, and his cultivation level dropped to the first and second level.

In addition, Ouyang Pu was still being chased by the powerful monster behind him at that time, so he didn't notice Zhang Zichen at all.

When Zhang Zichen's hidden aura suddenly appeared, he used the power of the Black Crystal Sword to kill Ouyang Pu with one sword, which was a sneak attack.

If Zhang Zichen did not attack, he might not be able to kill Ouyang Pu.

But now, this white-haired old man has sufficient true energy and strong power. Even if Zhang Zichen exerted the most powerful force, he could not get close to him.

Not to mention half a step, I'm afraid Zhang Zichen will not be able to interfere with the battle between the white-haired old man and Chen Zhanfeng. If he is still on the periphery, he will be blown away by the waves of these two people.

After hearing Zhang Zichen's explanation, Qingchengwu realized that Zhang Zichen's cultivation was really only at the middle level of the Saint King. With his cultivation and strength, he could not save Chen Zhanfeng at all.

Immediately, Qingchengwu became a little desperate: "It's over, Brother Feng is dead this time!"
Chapter completed!