"Come on, I deliberately showed my flaws, defeated you, let you follow into the depths, and when you get rid of those powerhouses of the Immortal Transformation Sect, the four of you will be miserable!"

Yang Zhen looked at the momentum behind him that broke out, and he was very disdainful in his heart. 【】

The speed slowly accelerated, making a desperate appearance, and the four masters in the rear were also gradually surprised, they couldn't think of how the speed of a Tongtian Realm monk could be compared to the Divine Ghost Realm.

"I will lead you deeper into a strange void"

Seeing that the more than a hundred disciples of the Immortal Transformation Sect were left behind, and there were only four disciples of the Divine Ghost Realm left, Yang Zhen shrugged very secretly.

Before, he was worried that he would not be able to break through the Nine Mysterious Changes of the Tongtian Realm in a short time, but now the opportunity has come.

Deliberately flying into the deep buoyancy void, the disciples of the four great gods and ghosts realm also became more and more angry, and their eyes were red, it is estimated that there should be a heavy reward for catching Yang Zhen, and the four disciples are so relentless, it is enough to prove this.

When the realm of gods and ghosts enters another dimension, they will still be lost in it.

Half an hour later, the four disciples were very tired, and Yang Zhen also made a shaky look, but he maintained this state of stalemate, separated by a distance of more than ten zhang, just not to let the four people chase after them, and the four of them were relentlessly hit again and again with hope, and experienced the taste of despair.

It was obviously ahead, but the four of them just couldn't catch Yang Zhen, and with such a full state of strength, chasing Yang Zhen in the buoyancy space, the energy consumed by the four of them was not half a star. The latest and fastest updates

"Deeper"

Consuming the strength of four people, Yang Zhen made it easier for him to start.

With a thief's smile on the two corners of his eyebrows, he seemed to be down, but in fact he was pretending, but he didn't consume any vitality.

At this moment, there was a floating void composed of a large amount of matter below, and he galloped and suddenly got into it, as if he was at the end of his rope, escaping into this matter and using such a large area of material void to escape.

"Surround it, it's impossible for him to escape now!" one of the middle-aged men waved his hand, and the other three flew around.

"Get rid of them one by one, look at this middle-aged man should be a leader, and his breath is also the most stable among the four, it seems that his cultivation is not a mysterious change in the realm of gods and ghosts, and a mysterious change in the second one."

Behind a boulder, Yang Zhen regained his indifference in an instant.

Grabbed the Zijun Sword, and then the sensing force found that the other three people were flying from the surroundings, and the remaining middle-aged man also grabbed the real sword and began to enter the depths step by step.

The middle-aged man is also putting his sensing power, but due to the influence of the surrounding air currents, buoyancy, and complex energy, the accuracy of his sensing force is at most one mile.

And Yang Zhen had already used the power of the earth jade spirit to hide his aura very empty, and hid it behind the boulder, just waiting for the middle-aged man to approach.

After a few breaths, the middle-aged man gradually approached, and a pair of eyes searched around the rocks, not letting go of any corner.

Shout!

After two more breaths, when the middle-aged man approached the boulder, he was just about to take a closer look, when suddenly a phantom flashed.

"Bell!"

Under one look, Yang Zhen killed the Purple Monarch Sword, fast and fast, which really surprised the middle-aged man, who held the sword to meet him, very hastily.

At the moment of the hand-to-hand fight, the middle-aged man was shocked back, and the real sword in his hand was about to fall off, and he looked at Yang Zhen in disbelief, "You, you have the Eight Mysteries of the Heavens, why do you have the strength of the Divine Ghost Realm?"

"A dead person doesn't need to know so much!" Yang Zhen, who released more momentum, had the upper hand with one real sword confrontation.

"I'm a god and ghost realm four mysteries become strong, it can't be that it is not your opponent you, the real sword in your hand" The man suddenly saw the Zijun Sword urged by Yang Zhen again, and shook his head suddenly, "This is, this is the magic weapon of Senior Brother Zhao Yi of this sect, Zijun Sword!!"

Yang Zhen was also quite surprised, "Oh? You still know that Divine Ghost Realm monk named Zhao Yi?" I'm sorry, that person also died in my hands, you will be the third Immortal Sect Divine Ghost Realm powerhouse to die in my hands!"

"You, you"

"Die!"

At the moment when the middle-aged man was completely shocked and panicked, Yang Zhen made a decisive move, and this time, he used a means that he had never used before, and it was also the most powerful attack.

After all, the opponent is a god and ghost realm four mysteries powerhouse.

"Woohoo!"

It was impossible for the other party to wait for death, and he burst out with a sword momentum of nearly 100 meters, splitting out a sword shadow like a huge wave.

"Snort!"

Yang Zhen looked very insignificant, but the sword qi he killed turned out to be a burning state sword momentum.

"Peng!"

"True Fire"

The moment the two sword momentum collided, the middle-aged man's pupils dilated, and he immediately watched the True Fire Sword Qi incinerate him, and a large wave of fire rushed towards him.

Call!

After the wave of fire swept over, the middle-aged man's whole body was scorched, his skin fell off, and the real sword fell because of it.

He suddenly sealed, and the moment he watched Yang Zhen's sword blade kill again, a black shadow suddenly erupted from his pupils.

"The power of the Yuan Soul is much worse than that of Huade Zhenren, isn't it?

The hands were sealed, and the Zijun Sword in his hand was wrapped in rolling sparks, and the moment his hands were pushed out, he snorted and burned with the power of piercing the Yuan Soul that had just been released from the man.

It's a pity that this power of the Yuan Soul is too weak, and it was burned by the True Sword and the True Fire Divine Power, turning into a cloud of scorched smoke, and it is impossible to tell whether it is the power of the Yuan Soul or smoke.

This is the first time Yang Zhen has seen the realm of gods and ghosts, urging the power of the Yuan Soul, instead of the real Heavenly Yuan God like Huade Zhenren.

"Poof!"

The Purple Monarch Sword and Flame broke through the power of the opponent's Yuan Soul, and also pierced the man's chest.

Airplanes!

And Yang Zhen's face also set off a look of pain, and his sharp eyes began to vibrate.

"I didn't expect the power of the Yuan Soul to be so domineering, and Yu Wei also entered my mind, shaking the weak Yuan Soul breath of Tianzang"

I lost my perception for a while, this is the state of consciousness being attacked by the Yuan Soul, as if my brain was full of paste.

"Senior brother!"

Another Immortal Transformation Sect god and ghost realm powerhouse suddenly killed.

With a wave of his hand, he sucked the body of the middle-aged man who was still burning in the real flame, inhaled the storage ring, and looked at the young man of the Immortal Transformation Sect who appeared angrily, "Your senior brother has died under my sword, and you will be next!"

"Damn it!"

The young man was less than thirty years old, very young, and when he saw his fellow disciples being killed, he was like an angry lion, and when he urged the true sword, he shot a large sword momentum towards Yang Zhen, and the sword qi slashed down towards Yang Zhen layer by layer.

As soon as you make a shot, you will go all out.

But this person's cultivation was not enough for the four mystical changes of the Divine and Ghost Realm, and he had consumed a lot of true qi before, Yang Zhen instantly urged the Purple Monarch Sword, combined with his own extraordinary strength and true treasure, plus the Nine Refining True Fire, and shot out a piece of burning sword qi.

"Sword veins in the sky!"

As Yang Zhen urged the Purple Monarch Sword with all his might, the other party was from the powerhouse of the Immortal Sect God and Ghost Realm, and in the sword momentum that had been triggered, he suddenly changed the sword seal.

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