Rebirth: God Master of Myriad Realms

The small world in front of us is a bloody world.

Compared with other small worlds, this bloody world is extremely unusual.

As the saying goes, when things reach their extremes, Wang Zheng also vaguely feels that maybe he can find something good in this small world.

Originally, this time, Wang Zheng came to the dark blood cave to experience and find opportunities, and strive to find a way to be promoted in the dark blood cave.

Therefore, he naturally needs to constantly exercise his strength.

The great disaster of the seven realms is coming, and Wang Zheng has to work harder to improve his strength. This dangerous place is just right for him.

At the next moment, as Wang Zheng took one step, he had entered the bloody world in front of him.

In front of Wang Zheng, the scenery has also changed.

He suddenly felt that he could no longer exert any spiritual power, and even he could not feel the power of rules.

He looked around, and there was darkness in front of him. It seemed that it looked different from the outside world.

No matter how Wang Zheng tried to urge his own strength, he felt as if he had lost all his strength at once.

"What's the matter?" Wang Zheng looked around warily, but he felt that he had no strength to speak.

It was as if his strength in the world disappeared in an instant.

This feeling of powerlessness made him feel uneasy without coming.

Suddenly, Wang Zheng suddenly saw a figure emerging in the dark.

The figure, with a sharp blade in his hand, stabbed Wang Zheng straightly.

However, on the figure, Wang Zheng could not feel the slightest energy fluctuation, as if the man had lost all his strength like him.

However, the killing intention of that figure actually exists.

Wang Zheng's eyes suddenly became cold.

Even if he lost all his strength now, he would never be slaughtered by everyone.

At this moment, Wang Zheng also moved.

Hiss!

The sharp blade in the figure's hand stabbed straight. Wang Zheng moved and narrowly avoided the past.

Over the years, the fighting instinct developed by Wang Zheng made him enough to deal with this situation.

He bowed and escaped the crisis brought by the sharp blade.

However, the figure still refused to give up. It was still the key to stab the king's government.

A cold feeling appeared in Wang Zheng's eyes. Although the figure could not see his face clearly, Wang Zheng could feel that the other party's body was nearly twice as strong as him.

The physical strength of the other party may also be twice as strong as that of the current Wang Zheng.

However, for Wang Zheng, it does not mean that the other party has an absolute advantage.

Wang Zheng waved his arms together and suddenly grasped the sharp blade in the figure's hand.

Then, Wang Zheng's body moved. He turned the sharp blade by the strength of the other party, so that the sharp blade directly stabbed the other party.

At this moment, the other party was directly stabbed by Wang Zheng.

Even without any strength, Wang Zheng can still easily defeat the enemy with one move!

Wang Zheng avoided the sharp blade in his hand and still carefully faced the changes around him.

Suddenly, the darkness around him gradually subsided, and Wang Zheng still found that he had come to a huge battlefield.

In front of him was an army of skeletons.

At this moment, all the skeleton armies turned their heads and looked at him.

Seeing this, Wang Zheng's eyes narrowed tightly.

He clenched the sharp blade in his hand, which is the only thing he can use at present.

Even at this point, Wang Zheng will never give up his life easily.

Finally, the skeleton army came together to suppress the king's government, and all the killing intentions spread together, enough to make people completely out of breath.

At this moment, Wang Zheng no longer cares about others, and the sharp blade in his hand waved it.

The sharp blade fell and directly waved down a skeleton.

And his figure just met each other's army, without the slightest sign of flinching.

The light of the sharp blade continuously shines in the skeleton army, cuts through the gloom, and cuts on the formation of the skeleton army, almost breaking up the formation of the skeleton army.

At this time, the king's government was like an invincible God of war.

A skeleton army came constantly, and every skeleton held a sharp blade in its hand.

In the face of so many sharp blades, even Wang Zheng could not defend himself, but he just stubbornly fought his injuries and waved the sharp blade in his hand one by one.

The sharp blade of a skeleton stabbed Wang Zheng constantly, making Wang Zheng already full of wounds, but even so, Wang Zheng still didn't give up.

On the contrary, his desire for survival has become more and more intense.

Even a skeleton army can't destroy his will!

In front of Wang Zheng, a large number of skeletons have fallen.

Every time he struck the sharp blade, he would knock down skeletons.

Gradually, the sharp blades in his hands were broken in the attack.

However, he will pick up a new blade and attack the skeleton army again.

In the end, he could only mechanically wave the sharp blade in his hand.

However, the skeleton army still failed to destroy him.

Instead, the skeleton army was gradually destroyed by the king.

Finally, there was only a skeleton left in front of Wang Zheng.

Wang Zheng suddenly hit here and destroyed the skeleton.

At this moment, the whole skeleton army was destroyed by Wang Zheng.

Wang Zheng's originally numb eyes also suddenly restored Qingming. He suddenly looked around. Where are there any skeleton armies around him?

I don't know when he came to a bloody swamp.

Wang Zheng looked into the distance again. All he could see was a bloody world.

He has come to the bloody world.

"Are those just... The environment?" Wang Zheng realized clearly in his heart.

This bloody swamp can bring people to the environment.

Even though Wang Zheng is now in the world, he is still trapped in this dreamland.

Even he could not mobilize his own strength in the dreamland at that time. He could see the strength of the bloody swamp.

However, Wang Zheng took a deep breath, but his eyes became more firm.

Since he was promoted to the world, although he was often on the verge of death, he rarely experienced the desperate situation that he could hardly mobilize any strength as in the previous fantasy.

The previous experience made his heart more firm.