Because I'm too afraid of being unlucky, I'm all lucky.

"What the hell is this? A magic weapon? Why does it feel like it's out of control?"

"Let's not talk about what it is. Its strength should not be underestimated. I'm afraid... it has reached the level of a peerless fairy king."

"I don't know if Henry Zhang can withstand it."

"..."

The Tianjiao chatted a lot, and Chifeng and Huachen also frowned slightly, looking at the picture on the water curtain.

The roar of the pitch-black magic soldier brought up waves of air, which made Henry Zhang's sleeves flutter and rustle.

Hong Mengdao manifested behind him, and Henry Zhang looked calm.

"Just call you the Dark Saint."

Henry Zhang complained silently, and put his right hand on the hilt of Zixiao Sword.

Seeing this, the pitch-black divine soldier disappeared in place instantly, and appeared the next moment, already above Henry Zhang's head.

There are no fighting skills and magic, only the most primitive and violent speed and strength. His body is bent backwards, his hands are holding the hammer, and his back muscles are bulging, almost breaking the armor!

The purple-black blood energy soared to the sky, and the spiritual power in the entire space went into a riot, with crazy will, even though his hammer fell.

Daoist Hongmeng drew a circle with his hands, ripples swayed layer by layer, purple air filled the air, and the powerful and heavy stroke of the pitch-black divine soldier seemed to hit a swamp.

Hitting it in a swamp may not necessarily lose its power. A stone falling into a swamp will of course make no splash.

But this time, what fell was a meteorite!

"It's really violent."

Henry Zhang dodged slightly to avoid the aftermath of the attack, and he was amazed.

The Tianjiao from the outside world also sweated for Zhang Xuansheng just now. Such a violent guy has the strength of a peerless fairy king, and no one wants to go up to fight against it.

"It's blocked, but the magic weapon has unlimited power. If there is no way to win, blindly defending will sooner or later be exhausted."

Chi Feng also observed the battle carefully. To be honest, the dark magic soldier looks very fierce, but if he is allowed to go up, he is sure to win it.

After all, it is something that has lost its mind. Chi Feng looks like a reckless man, and he is also flexible in fighting. Let him fight this kind of thing, and there are many countermeasures.

Of course, he could beat the one Henry Zhang was facing. If he were to go in, he might be a berserk Immortal Emperor. He probably would have been killed before he could react.

"Brother Xuansheng, let me see what else you can do."

Xu Que looked at the water curtain with great interest. Although he hadn't been in contact for a long time, he also knew that Zhang Xuansheng was a person who only did what he was sure of. If he was not sure, the other party would definitely not enter rashly. The last hurdle.

"Oh? I put my hand on the hilt of the sword, are you ready to draw the sword?"

Xu Que noticed the details, and also recalled Zhang Xuansheng's humble words before entering the Land of God's Fall.

"Knowing a little bit about the level, can you change the situation at this time?"

Chapter 490: This is called a little knowledge?

On the screen, Zhang Xuansheng's Hongmeng Dao body is facing the attack of the pitch-black magic soldiers like a raging wave, like a flat boat in a huge wave, it seems that it may fall at any time.

And he himself closed his eyes slightly, his breath was calm, and the Zixiao sword in his hand was faintly buzzing.

Above, Hongmeng Taoist body and the pitch-black divine soldier collided head-on again and again, and the wind raged, Henry Zhang grew up and flew, and did not use spiritual power to protect his body.

The sparse discussions from the outside world also disappeared, and they looked at the water curtain with bated breath, wondering what Henry Zhang would do next.

Can I really be stronger than that magical Taoist body?

The purple-black gas flames on the pitch-black soldier's body burned even higher, like an old machine, after warming up, its output increased step by step.

It was another powerful split, which shook Hongmengdao's body, and finally the defense was breached, and his figure retreated, opening the gap.

Although the Dark Divine Soldier is violent and chaotic, it seems that the first target is obviously more willing to focus on real creatures than the fake Hongmeng Taoist body.

It descended with its monstrous black air, its frenzied roar resounded throughout the space, and it landed with a punch.

At the same time, Henry Zhang opened his eyes, giving Tianjiao, who was fighting on the outside, an uncomfortable sense of weirdness.

It was obviously an instant, but the movement of opening the eyes gave a feeling of slowness.

The sword style escapes one.

Even through the water curtain, everyone could feel the shocking sword intent.

At this moment, the world seemed to have a dividing line, the fog was divided, the darkness was divided, and the light was sprinkled. Only one sword can break the world.

The pitch-black magic soldier that rushed in front of Henry Zhang was like a monster from the prehistoric era roaring and rushing towards the god, and it was frozen into a grotesque painting, and the waving steel fist could no longer drop an inch.

Henry Zhang slowly retracted his sword, let out a mouthful of turbid air, and walked past the dark soldier.

The outside world was strangely silent at this time. Although many people did not see clearly what happened just now, the result seemed obvious that Henry Zhang had won.

A trace of light stretched from between the eyebrows of the Black Divine Soldier, and a vertical line was drawn down. After a few breaths of silence in the air, it turned into a little light. The black mist wanted to drill in, but was repelled by some kind of force.

The dark magic soldier disappeared, and the trial was over, but the sword mark from bottom to top in this world still did not disappear.

"Then... what is that?"

A Tianjiao from the outside world murmured in bewilderment that he really didn't understand that the sword just now was cut by a monk at the peak of the Immortal Venerable.

"This can no longer be said to be a matter of swordsmanship talent. He actually killed an enemy at the level of a peerless fairy king with a single sword. Is this guy a monster?"

Some people think that Henry Zhang is more like a real monster than the ferocious and violent dark soldier before. How can he compete with such a pervert?

"The sword intent of that sword can be felt even through the water curtain. Even a peerless immortal king who is good at swordsmanship may not be able to achieve this level. Did this guy start practicing swordsmanship in the womb?"

"I heard that Henry Zhang is only in his twenties. Even counting from that mother's womb, he has only practiced Taoism for more than 20 years."

""

"..."

Unlike Tianjiao, who was in turmoil, Brilliance's side had a different scene.

Seeing that Zhang Xuansheng defeated his opponent, Brilliance was shocked but also happy, knowing that a big opportunity might be about to emerge.

Chi Feng and Xu Que looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Is this called knowing a thing or two!?"

After being silent for a while, Xu Que suddenly swears.

Chi Feng's expression was dignified, he asked himself that he had just changed positions, he might be seriously injured in the face of that sword, this Xuansheng is too evil, he really has the combat power of a peerless fairy king?

This is really a complete crossing of a whole realm, where did the Emperor Lan dig out this little monster?

Could it be her illegitimate child?

No, even if you are the heir of the emperor, you can't be so heaven-defying.

"Brother Xu, you said earlier that you came to be his... bodyguard?"

There are small question marks in Chifeng's big eyes.

Xu Que: ...

I really want to know that this guy is so perverted, I just slept in the sky, the ghost came to participate in this Jizi battle, what good is there in the land of the gods, is there any good sleep?

Wasn't it because he had received the favor of the Emperor Lan that he decided to go for it. I heard that he was a peak immortal, so he just wanted to protect him from being beheaded.

He never thought of assisting Zhang Xuansheng to win the position of Ji Zi, because no matter what, he was only a peak immortal, and it would take a lot of effort for him to protect him from death in front of a master.

But now it seems that the Dao body is considered to be the best in the late stage of the fairy king, and the deity is so strong that he can't understand it.

Regarding the previous sword, he had the same opinion as Chi Feng, and he would be seriously injured next time, but he was different from Chi Feng's dead-headed, he would find a way to avoid it.

The question is, how many times can Henry Zhang perform this level of sword style?

Henry Zhang was a little bored waiting for the clearance door to appear, or the reward came directly.

He didn't know that his behavior was being broadcast live outside, but he felt a little pity that he had kept his sword for so long and wasted it in such a boring trial.

It is true that he has sword master level swordsmanship attainments, but it is unrealistic to kill an opponent at the peerless fairy king level with a single sword.

Normally, he might need to open up the fight, and slowly kill the opponent one by one. With his current cultivation base, the Dun Yi Sword Style is indeed the best attack method of the Immortal King.

The fact that he was able to defeat the Dark Divine Soldier with a single sword just now was because he had been accumulating sword intent before, and it was the aftertaste of the sword that slashed at the immortal monitor lizard in Jiuxiao.

It has been very difficult for Zhang Xuansheng to keep the sword for several months, and to be patient and not to do it.

He originally wanted to keep his sword out of the way, as a backhand, and when he had stocked up the sword to face stronger enemies, he didn't want to use it up here, and had to stock up again.

In the situation just now, the God Extinguishing Cannon could not be used. Even if it could, the God Extinguishing Cannon made with his previous materials would not be powerful enough to defeat the Dark Divine Weapon.

Using the Tianyan hexagram technique and luck can avoid all kinds of damage, but without means of attack, there is no way to end the battle.

After all, this is a trial set by the existence of taboos. It is still a bit difficult to make the dark magic soldier "suicide" through various "accidents".

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"Why haven't the rewards been issued yet, isn't the trial over yet?"

Henry Zhang muttered, but the strange thing is that even if there are follow-up levels, there is no clearance door to appear.

Just when he was waiting impatiently, the ground shook, and a boxy altar appeared, which refreshed Henry Zhang.

The outsiders also showed interest, and several of them changed their expressions drastically after seeing the objects placed in the center of the altar, looking in disbelief.

In the center of the altar, there is a huge classic lying there quietly.

Chapter 490: Time History Book

"Is the legend true? This is the residence of the only Holy God!"

"My God, that book...could it be the legendary history book!"

"I'm afraid that even the Immortal Emperor will fight to the death if he sees it."

"What a heaven-defying opportunity this is. Is it possible that Henry Zhang is going to win Ji Zi in this way?"

"Let's withdraw first... It's useless to look again."

"..."

Several fairy kings exclaimed, and finally someone proposed to leave, which was agreed by many people.

Originally, these people stayed here because Henry Zhang was super powerful in the same situation, and they might take out the opportunity, and everyone can grab it again when the time comes.

He thought to himself that he was just a peak immortal venerable, even if he could go higher, they immortal kings would be able to take him down no matter what.

It can be seen that after seeing Henry Zhang's last sword, many people lost their thoughts.

Now don't wait for others to come out to rob, and wait for others not to be wiped out, it's fine.

You must know that Ji Zizhan can only win one person in the end, the chance is settled, and a big battle is inevitable. They think they are not strong enough, so of course they will not stay here and wait to be eliminated.

Among them is Tianjiao in the late stage of Immortal King, who thinks that although he has lost the current opportunity, if he works hard to practice in the future, he will get some opportunities to break through to the late stage of Immortal King.

"Tch, so what if the legend is true, it's just a broken book."

When Chi Feng saw the book on the altar, his tone was disdainful.

It's not that he just said sour grapes when he couldn't eat grapes. In terms of his reckless thinking, he has no interest in books that look at the past, present and future.

so what?Life is over?Do not cultivate the Dao?Stop fighting?

In Chifeng's view, such things are useless.

He didn't know if fate had been arranged long ago, but he knew that if he had read it in advance, it must be very boring.

"It may not be the book in the legend, even if it is, its function may be different from that passed down by later generations."

Xu Que was somewhat interested in that book, and in his heart he urged Henry Zhang to take it out quickly so that everyone could study it.

"Brother Chi's words are not unreasonable. Although this book is a god, it is really not very useful to us people, and it is not practical enough."

Brilliance also somewhat agrees with Chi Feng's point of view. Although it is a good thing, in terms of "practicability" in the land of the gods, it is not as good as the Dao fruit of the ancestor Hongtian. After all, it can directly improve the strength.

Even if the history books can predict the future, you still can't beat the person you should be unable to beat, and if it says who you will die at, wouldn't you be more desperate?

In the small world, Zhang Xuansheng walked to the altar and looked at the classical music that was about to grow up to one person.

I don't know what kind of material the classic is made of, it looks heavy, and there are a string of characters written on the cover, but it's a pity that Zhang Xuansheng is uneducated and can't understand it.

It is estimated that it should be a history book, Zhang Xuansheng is just hesitating whether to open it or not.

"what?"