At the beginning, I have the flood transformation system

Chapter 151 The messenger of the altar

As soon as she appeared, she realized that something was wrong, because the blazing temperature of this space disappeared, replaced by gusts of wind, howling towards them, this feeling, even if she was a soul body, her scalp would tingle Feel.

"Marshal, you took Zhou Tian's Jiu Yao!?"

"So what?" Zhang Heng blurted out without hiding anything.

"That's troublesome, Tiantian Jiuyao is a genius among the three talents."

"Nowadays, the formation of the three talents is missing one. If the three pillars step on the sky, the formation of the Tianpeng Palace will be out of balance."

Bing'e explained with fear in her eyes, she was so angry that she had the urge to scold her mother.

The previous Nezha took the treasure from the fairy tomb to break free from the seal for Diablo, and Yang Jian almost got them caught by Shi Huanyu in order to attract Lingshuo.

However, today, this unimaginable scene appeared again, it was really shocking, people in the prehistoric world, couldn't they all see the treasure and couldn't control their own existence?
But that's all there is to it, it doesn't make any sense to say anything.

One hundred miles ahead, in that gray space, five pillars of light of different colors were trembling violently.

The missing terrifying aura made even Zhang Heng feel palpitations, but he was still not afraid, and could turn on the transformation of the prehistoric fifth-level powerhouse and second-level power at any time.

"You wait for me here, and I will suppress the blocked Peng Demon in front of me."

Zhang Heng has already stepped out first, and with the help of the flying sand covering the sky, it is more convenient for him to transform without Bing'e and Lu Fei.

"Boom!"

Zhang Heng just arrived.

That is to say, five huge pillars of red, yellow, green, purple, and blue were cracked, and there were five colors of breath, gathering and going away in the statue of Pengshou who was thinking of cracking.

That terrifying fluctuation, obviously this roc demon is incomparably powerful, not comparable to the canopy Grand Marshal True Monarch who has changed now.

"System, I want to transform into an altar envoy."

"Received, the master is now performing a role change for the host."

"Boom!"

Zhang Heng's body began to atomize, his red body and hair color disappeared, and a handsome young man appeared in the air. His appearance was the same as Zhang Heng's youthful appearance when he had not traveled to this world.

The difference is that this young man is wearing a loose throw shirt, which is not available in the 21st century.

"Squeak!"

Then the mist reappeared, condensed with Dao Dao Law, and poured into Zhang Heng's limbs and bones. This time his nose was growing, his ears were enlarged, and his stomach was protruding.

With the effort of two breaths, a monk with a fat head, big ears, and a fat head appeared in the air.

I saw a string of Buddhist beads hanging around the monk's neck, a golden sand hat with a Buddha character on his head, and he was blooming with endless power of the ocean.

The illusory panel appeared again, but before Zhang Heng could look at it, he realized something was wrong.

A mirror appeared in his hand, and he only glanced at it. Inside the mirror, there was a huge pig's head that magnified in his pupils.

"Nimma! Is this the altar messenger?"

"Why is it exactly the same as Zhu Bajie in Journey to the West, isn't this a shriveled kid?"

Zhang Heng instantly felt that he was cheated by the system this time.

"System, I want to change it." Zhang Heng shouted angrily.

"Host, to turn on the transformation again, you need 1000 million good fortune points, and your current good fortune points are not enough."

The sound of the system sounded in Zhang Heng's head.

"You're sure about me." Zhang Heng felt like scolding his mother.

"Then I will be the former Marshal of the Canopy, right?"

"Report to the host, you can change and change the missions, and the characters can be switched freely for free. Are you sure you want to switch?"

Zhang Heng immediately reacted: "Yes, if I can switch for free."

"Let's take a look at the envoy of the altar, what kind of supernatural powers and magic weapons he has."

With Zhang Heng's thought, the system's phantom panel appeared before his eyes again.

Name: Zhang Heng

Race: Terran

Strength: Erjie, a fifth-level powerhouse in the prehistoric world.

Creation points: 490 million fortune points

Shaping Points: 0
Number of Transformations: 4 (Nezha, Yang Jian, Marshal Zhenjun of the Canopy, Envoy of the Pure Altar.)
Supernatural powers: Tiangang 36 changes, invincible Arhat golden body, dragon and elephant wishful seal, Bodhi seal, chaotic seal, eight precepts seal.

Magic weapon: nine-tooth nail rake, eighteen grains of elixir sand, gold foil for suppressing demons, and golden lotus of great power.

"Tsk tsk, fortunately, there are no skills to unlock, otherwise, I would really cry."

Looking at the information on the system, Zhang Heng wanted to cry, but the next transformation would be fast, as long as he broke through the immovable city, twelve spirit beads, synthesized holy spirit beads, and suddenly got 1000 million fortune points, If you want to change your body, isn't it easy to grab.

However, there is one thing that he is still very satisfied with. Although the strength of the Envoy of the Purification Altar is the second-level powerhouse in the fifth-level prehistoric world, his strength does not need to be weaker than the supreme second-level powerhouse in Xuantian World. Also has the power to fight.

After all, the transformation of the altar envoy belongs to the full level unlock.

"Crack!"

The sound of glass breaking came from the space, which instantly pulled Zhang Heng's mood into reality.

The five shining divine pillars in front of him have disappeared, and the original solidified stone carvings are full of cracks.

The air above the cracks is surging with terrifying demonic energy, and the sound just now came from those magical energy breaking through the stone carvings.

"Just right, let you try the strength of this deity."

After Zhang Heng finished speaking, he disappeared on the spot in an instant, and then he saw nine huge light blades piercing the dark sky and landing on the hideous statue.

"boom!"

The entire space is trembling, and the extreme fluctuations shatter the ten directions, and will overturn the universe.

"Haha, after countless years of immersion, it's finally time for this emperor to step out of this world and slaughter the world."

The statue exploded, and a huge mushroom cloud rose from the terrifying riot, causing the entire world to tremble.

There are horrified voices resounding, the voice of Li Li, oppressing everything.

It is like a god of destruction, descending on this world, all living beings are like ants in his eyes, and they can be crushed with just holding his hand.

"I'm not ashamed to say that, if I can walk away from this place, I still have to ask, the nine-toothed rake in the hands of the deity."

Zhang Heng's voice resounded in the air. Just now, he exerted a little bit of strength to find out the truth, but he didn't expect that the Peng Mo suppressed in the stone sculpture would use his strength to get out of trouble.

(End of this chapter)