At the beginning, I have the flood transformation system

Chapter 9 You Are Running!

Zhang Heng realized that the wounds on Ziying's body had been completely repaired by himself, and that as long as she rested at ease, she would be able to recover completely, then raised her head and swept towards Li Changfeng and Gu Chengfeng.

"After taking good care of my mother, the Shengwu Empire will be handed over to you two first."

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, I will do my best."

Li Changfeng followed Gu Chengfei and nodded quickly.

"How dare you pluck the hair on my head!"

"court death!"

Zhang Heng's eyes flashed fiercely, and the fingertips were surrounded by flames. In the collapsed glazed hall, black spiritual power was ignited.

Holding a gun, he chased in the direction where Mars was drifting.

As the sky gradually dimmed, Zhang Heng shuttled through the Doomsday Forest. The three real fires could burn and lock everything in place. As long as the opponent had used spiritual power, he was not afraid of not being found.

However, he sensed that the other party was already three thousand miles away.

Now that Jinxia Hot Wheels has not been unlocked, if he flies to catch up, he will waste some time.

"System, how do you judge the strength of the third-level powerhouse in my prehistoric world?"

The system sound echoed in Zhang Heng's mind.

"I tell the master that the strength level of the prehistoric powerhouse is based on destructive power."

"There are different practices in the heavens and myriad realms, so it can only be roughly estimated, and it is difficult to make a precise conclusion."

"The following are the identification standards of this system, for the owner's reference only."

When the system sound fell, many things appeared in Mo Yu's mind.

"The level of the strong in the prehistoric world."

"Level [-]: You have just stepped into cultivation, you can face thousands of troops, and you can destroy them without much effort, the primary powerhouses in the world.

"Level [-]: Forging supernatural powers, mastering the skills to control the sky, transforming into a mortal body, can easily destroy a city, a first-class powerhouse in the world."

"The third level: communicate with heaven and earth, turn clouds and rain, and destroy a country with a single palm, and the wave of destruction affects hundreds of miles. He is a peerless powerhouse in the world..

"Level [-]: It is in harmony with the way of heaven, and it can easily destroy a continent and transform into immortals, demons, demons, gods, etc."

"Fifth level: Hold the sun and the moon, destroy the heavens and the earth, become holy, and have the power to destroy the world with the palm of your hand."

When Zhang Heng saw the fifth level, his eyelids twitched in shock. This is a saint of heaven and earth.

Each level of the system varies greatly, no wonder it is difficult to be sure. "

But with this understanding, Zhang Heng also has a count in his heart.

The palm that fell from the sky in front of the Liuli Palace actually gave him a vague sense of danger.

Only then did he realize that he was not invincible in this world.

If it is divided according to the system, Qian Yuchuang, Li Changfeng, and the Three Emperors of the Enemy Realm belong to the third level of the prehistoric world powerhouses.

Because of the battle with them, the fluctuation has affected a radius of hundreds of miles, and every hand has the ability to turn clouds and rain.

However, they are both at the third level, but their strength in battle differs greatly due to the skills, supernatural powers and magic weapons they practice.

It's like he can torture these people.

"Bah."

While thinking, Zhang Heng turned into an afterimage, pulled up the usual star tail, disappeared in place, and chased after Mars.

……

The sun and the moon rotate, and under the quiet night sky, a bonfire ignites in the depths of the doomsday forest.

I saw a person squatting by the campfire, roasting an unknown monster.

The familiar seasoning is rubbed on the barbecue, and the endless aroma overflows in an instant.

In the darkness, pairs of bloodthirsty red lights lurked.

At night in the doomsday forest, there are many predators, and there are even more terrifying monsters roaring against the sky, with extraordinary divine power.

However, these red-eyed predators did not rush forward.

Because psychic monsters are naturally sensitive to dangerous existence.

The figure by the campfire gave them a terrifying feeling.

The faint light of the flames showed that it was a young man with extremely delicate facial features.

"Master, the time is coming, I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to ditch the spiritual power of heaven and earth, and advance to Xuantian Realm."

The boy whispered, but there was no one around.

On this matter, he kept silent, as if he was listening to the answer of a certain existence.

However, just when he looked up, a three-year-old doll appeared in front of him inexplicably.

At this time, he was holding a roasted monster thigh in his forehand, and was eating a big piece of it.

Next to him, there was a strange spear.

Like a frightened civet cat, the young man stepped back, drew out the long sword on his body, and was alert to the child in front of the campfire.

"It tastes good, are you full?"

The cute and ugly child raised his head and smiled, then lowered his head and continued eating.

Holding the long sword, the young man stepped back far away, seeing that the other party was completely immersed in gnawing, he secretly lowered his voice and turned his head.

"Master, it's the child from the Liuli Palace just now, what should I do?"

Calm words rang in the boy's ears.

"Don't panic, the thing is on me, this person may not know you."

"Maybe it's not for the essence of the ten thousand year dragon spirit. You pretend you don't know him and see if you can send it away."

The young man nodded slightly, and sat on the ground next to Zhang Heng, as if nothing had happened.

"Boy, the forest of doomsday is extremely dangerous. Where did you come from? Where are your parents?"

Zhang Heng gnawed off the remaining barbecue meat in one gulp, and patted his bloated stomach.

"What did you just say?"

The boy was angry, "I asked where are your parents?"

"Are you asking me about my previous life or this life?"

The young man rolled his eyes, feeling that the other party was a little idiot, why did his parents still divide past and present lives.

"Boy, the Doomsday Forest is dangerous, don't run around."

Zhang Heng grinned lightly, "Thank you brother, it seems that you are a good person."

The boy finally breathed a sigh of relief. According to the other party's current reaction, it was obvious that he did not recognize him.

But Zhang Heng's next words instantly made her hair stand on end.

"It's a pity, but it's a thief."

The boy's pupils shrank, followed Zhang Heng's voice, and suddenly retreated, a surging force gathered in his claws.

"Uroclaw."

Senli's bone claws exploded, the temperature in the surrounding air dropped sharply, and they galloped towards Zhang Heng.

"The power of yin and evil, the young master specializes in breaking this."

Zhang Heng did not dodge or dodge, opened his mouth and sprayed, and a pillar of fire soaring into the sky appeared.

The three true fires are pure and true, and can destroy all illusions.

The moment the ghost claw attacked the body, the true fire of samadhi burned directly and disappeared in an instant.

Then he pointed to the space, and the still burning flames rushed towards the young man. If he was burned, he would definitely turn into dust.

"how is this possible!"

The young man was shocked, he raised his foot lightly, like a nimble ape, he shot backwards.

"Oh!"

The samadhi real fire exploded at the boy's original position, a sea of ​​flames was formed, the fire waves rolled, and the surrounding bushes instantly turned into ashes.

Among them, Huo Lang seemed to have a spirit, and continued to kill the young man.

The young man's spirit exploded and flew into the air, with a large black bat wing on his back, like the wings of Shura, and flew out like a bolt of lightning.

"Want to run?"

Zhang Heng stretched his five fingers together, and the flame rose up, instantly turning into a prairie fire, shining for a hundred miles around.

"boom!"

The galloping body of the young man stopped suddenly, and the sea of ​​flames in front of him blocked his approach.

The black bat spread its wings and changed the direction of escape.

However, the samadhi sea of ​​fire burned the sky, like a terrifying cage descended from the sky, and the young man was just like a bird in this cage.

Zhang Heng stepped forward, grinning strangely.

"Xiaomian, are you running away?"

(End of this chapter)