Starting from the Wilderness, I worked hard to get a Heavenly Saint

"continue."

Ji Zheng muttered to himself, and his figure appeared in another projection space with a swish.

And the outside world.

Inside the teahouse, Li Huang stared closely at Ji Zheng's name on the Nine-Layered Heaven Monument.

"It's reaching the third heaven." Immortal Suru said softly.

Immortal Jiao Yi said indifferently: "It depends on whether the momentum has slowed down at this time."

"Yes, he moved. He continues to win. He has won two hundred games already." Immortal Suru was also surprised and couldn't help but say.

The immortal Jiao Yi was also startled and looked over quickly. Ji Zheng had just appeared in the third heaven when he won a hundred games.

And now the description of Ji Zheng’s battle record in the third heaven has changed to.

【Chongxuan: 200 wins, 0 draws, 0 loss. 】

"It's actually faster." said the Immortal Jiao Yi in shock.

Even the local immortals have not been able to achieve this speed throughout the ages.

"I said, even if you die, he will not lose." Li Huang said with a faint smile.

"At least, he won't lose before he enters the Seventh Heaven."

The seventh heaven is the celestial being, and these are the celestial beings from the big world outside.

In the Three Realms, he is already a true immortal.

Does that person have the strength to fight against a true immortal?

Immortal Jiao Yi and Immortal Suru were both shocked.

Yu Shu Tian Xian and the others also nodded, "It seems that this fellow Daoist Chong Xuan is already familiar with the battles in the projection land."

"I think we'll be able to reach the seventh level soon."

“I really don’t know if he can continue to remain undefeated by then.”

The Celestial Immortal Ludeng spoke, his eyes fixed on the golden name on the Nine-Layered Heaven Monument.

Chapter 261 Three Thousand Thoughts, Three Thousand Me, Three Thousand Daos

Sixth Heaven.

Ji Zheng has fought all the way here and his record is already 3,000 consecutive victories.

The arena has also expanded to a size of 100,000 meters.

With every advancement in realm, the arena here will become bigger.

Ji Zheng stepped on this 100,000-meter arena, stretched out his hand and grabbed, his strength recovered to the perfection of a returning earthly immortal, and his immortal body was also at its most perfect.

"Sure enough, the battles here are all based on my strongest state in each realm."

“So this place is more of a place for us examiners to hone our skills than a place for challenges from the outside world.”

The world created by the Chaos Immortal will ultimately be responsible for his successors. Opening up the outside world will only add enough hardships to this assessment.

"So what kind of creatures will we encounter if we continue to fight?"

Ji Zheng looked over and saw a person slowly walking towards the other side of the 100,000-meter arena.

He was wearing tight clothes, unlike most immortals with ethereal air and flying long sleeves, but just a decoration among mortal warriors.

Moreover, his appearance was very ordinary, just a rough guy who practiced martial arts for many years.

“Even after using the random jade token, he still started at the sixth level.” The rough man shook his head.

The Wanfa Challenge Tower was becoming increasingly dissatisfied with him.

Ji Zheng also looked over at this time. When the two of them looked at each other, they both showed surprise and raised their eyebrows.

"True immortal?"

"Have you realized the truth?"

An incomparable smile suddenly broke out on the rough man's face. He then took a step forward, laughed loudly and punched forward.

"The Wanfa Challenge Tower, great!"

"Wanfa City Projection Land, your ranking mechanism is too lame!"

Both of them greeted the place of Wanfa Challenge at the same time, but one looked happy while the other was speechless.

In his previous life, he would be targeted by the system if he played ranked for a long time, and now he will also be targeted when he plays here in the Projection Land.

Then wouldn’t he have traveled through time in vain?

"But, I also want to see what the true immortals who practice Qigong and cultivate immortality in an orthodox way are like." Ji Zheng's eyes lit up.

The figure suddenly stepped forward, thunder exploded, and his figure instantly turned into three thousand figures, filling the rough man's ten thousand-meter space at the same time.

Then they all raised their hands, some holding ink and water Taoist seals, some holding spears, and some standing in the lotus of blazing water and fire, slashing with double swords.

Three thousand figures, three thousand paths.

This is the final secret technique that Ji Zheng realized by integrating the techniques of the Wanfa Pavilion in the Tianji Space-Time Tower. It is also the first secret technique he has realized.

Every figure and every strike carries the truth that he has realized.

In an instant, the rough man was besieged by three thousand Ji Zhengs. The space was shaking violently, and the void in the projection area seemed to be torn apart.

Working together on the rough guy in the center.

"Okay!" The rough man's eyes lit up. Why, as a true immortal, would he occasionally throw his thoughts into the Wanfa Challenge Tower to fight with martial spirits?

The purpose is to witness the secret technique that can never be exhausted, the Tao.

This itself is a kind of practice and accumulation for him.

"But from the beginning till now, I have only built one road!"

The rough man had bright eyes and was very confident. He laughed loudly, stretched his body violently towards the three thousand figures, clenched his fists, and gathered strength.

"Among the three thousand great ways, I have only practiced my own fist!" The rough man was confident and violently punched in all directions.

too fast.

That’s too fierce.

Many figures were wiped out by the violent fist force before they could even touch the rough man. The rough man punched vigorously, one punch after another, and the fist marks were so solid that they were about to break the sky and were engraved in the void.

Ji Zheng's "three thousand figures, three thousand paths" were mostly broken in an instant.

"You have great confidence in your secret technique and a promising idea, but unfortunately, the techniques you have accumulated are not enough to support your ambition!"

"Go back and practice for another 20,000 years!" The rough man laughed, and his fist broke the sky.

All the figures of Ji Zheng were destroyed with one punch, and the fist mark was intended to break the void, directly occupy all the space, and explode Ji Zheng's figure.

Ji Zheng sighed inwardly, he really had too little time and had experienced too few battles with the outside world.

I can't accumulate much for myself.

So when he met the orthodox Pure Yang Immortal, his weakness became apparent.

Age and time are his biggest weaknesses.

"But I also have another method. Although it is just a rudimentary one, I believe that it is not weaker than those who are truly practicing Qi and cultivating immortals at the same level."

"Even if you will be a true immortal."

Ji Zheng muttered to himself, and his figure suddenly became ethereal, as if he had merged into the void. The surface of the space was rippling like water waves, and Ji Zheng's figure was rippling along with it.

But this is only the beginning.

The rough man raised his brows and asked, "Is there any other solution?"

"Then keep fighting!"

The rough man took a step forward suddenly, his body increasingly pulling towards the road, his fist was like a burst of golden light, domineeringly filling all the space and knocking Ji Zheng down from the crack in the void!

Boom!

The rough man threw a punch, and Ji Zheng's figure was also fixed, and it was no longer possible for him to appear vague and ethereal as if hidden in the void.

But Ji Zheng has also prepared his own method.

call!

Suddenly, a figure walked out from Ji Zheng, he was holding a blood shadow knife and a sky shuttle was hanging behind him.

"What is that?" The rough man raised his eyebrows. He felt something was wrong with this separated figure.

It seems to be completely different from the three thousand figures before.

And then another figure emerged, his face was blurred, but he was a bald man, holding a knife, and he looked very wild and aggressive, as if he was going to chop everything with the knife.

"Is this the way the world is truly meant to be?" the rough man was already speculating.

As a true immortal, he is already at the pinnacle of the great world, and he knows the truth of many worlds.

But this is not the end.

Another figure walked out from Ji Zheng's body. This was a young man covered in animal skins. He held two swords, with sword energy soaring into the sky. He was a true sword immortal.

Compared to the two figures before it, he looks more like a sword immortal in fluttering white robes.

But alas, he was wearing animal skins.

"Well, the method is not perfect, the mental state is not enough, I can't absorb the power of will provided by the way of entering dreams, and my understanding of the three thousand ways is even less."

“We can only distinguish these three figures temporarily.”

"But we should give it a try." Ji Zheng's mouth was bleeding, his face was pale, and he looked at the rough man softly and said:

"Go, my pioneering method for the commemoration of the past."

"Three thousand thoughts, three thousand selves, three thousand...ways."

Boom!

Three figures immediately rushed towards the rough man.