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

It made her feel bad about Ji Zheng.

"It should be the next person to go on stage. Who's up?" said the weathered young man.

Before the enchanting woman could speak, an old man in a yellow robe stood up. He was thin and had a lingering sense of decadence between his brows.

"Let me do it and see if this young man can make an old man like me excited."

The old man in yellow robe spoke, and the others naturally did not argue and nodded, "Then I'll leave it to you, Mr. Huang."

brush!

Mr. Huang entered the projection area.

At the same time, Ji Zheng also appeared in another place of the projection. He looked around and couldn't help but twitch his face.

"Last time I was only on the fifth heaven, but now I am directly on the seventh heaven, skipping the sixth heaven?"

Does this make sense?

"This shows that you are extremely talented, and your Excellency values ​​you very much." An old voice said weakly.

Ji Zheng looked over and saw Old Huang appearing on the other side of the arena. His figure was very thin, with an aura of old age that had become tangible.

"What's your name, fellow Taoist?"

"Yellow Ape, or if you think highly of me, you can also call me Old Huang." Old Huang sighed.

Ji Zheng raised his eyebrows. Another true immortal. The assessment rules of this projection land were indeed a trap.

This is especially true for the ranking mechanism.

"Then please, Mr. Huang." Ji Zheng stretched out his hand, signaling the old man in yellow robe to make the first move.

He was not being arrogant, but his secret technique was more suitable to be used after seeing the opponent's intention clearly, and it was more targeted.

"Then fellow Taoist, be careful." Old Huang said, "I am the master of the burial world, and the great way I know is to escort the funeral."

Funeral?

Call ~

A creaking, decayed world suddenly spread from Mr. Huang, like a withered scroll with old graves, foxes, paper money, and withered old men buried inside.

He opened his eyes and said in a voice as hoarse and creepy as the Netherworld: "Daoyou, listen to me sing a funeral song for you."

Boom!

The environment around Ji Zheng changed immediately, and he was pulled into that withered yellow painting, with dead vines, old trees, crows, and an old grave looking at Ji Zheng sadly.

An inexplicable aura that could deprive one of life reached out and grabbed him.

But Ji Zheng just shook his head, "That's not necessary. You are still young, how can you talk about funerals lightly? Let me enter a big world for you in your dreams, so that your heart can be warmed up again."

Ji Zheng activated the Avenue of Dreams, which instantly invaded the withered and yellow painting.

One of the two new avenues he had learned was the Avenue of Dreams, which was also the reason why Immortal Xiyu had difficulty in making him fall asleep every time.

The hand that deprived Ji Zheng of his life force remained silent and continued to grab Ji Zheng, but suddenly, it was also pulled into a big dream.

He seemed to have entered the body of a frustrated young boy. He looked up and saw someone coming to break off the engagement with him.

Everyone around was indignant about this, and the young man's body he was staying in also had a reluctance and murderous intent in his chest.

It's just that he has lived for too long, and he has experienced everything from the massacre of all his own people to ordinary things like being broken off in engagement.

With an indifferent expression, he looked at the world with his old eyes, and suddenly a withered yellow color darkened the world.

The heroes in the depths and the real dragons lying in the emperor's cave all showed expressions of astonishment. Their faces turned dim and their colors became dull.

The whole world instantly changed from the youthful and frivolous state just now to the old and decadent state now.

"It's just a trick. No matter what the path is, it all comes down to one word."

"kill!"

Huang Lao said calmly, and suddenly, a girl with a ponytail said proudly: "Daoyou is right."

"So, how do you know that there won't be a battle between us that must be fought."

"Ok?"

Old Huang raised his eyebrows. The body he was staying in suddenly appeared in a mountain square. He was wearing a black robe and had an iron ruler hanging on his back. He was facing the girl with a ponytail opposite him.

"The three-year agreement has come!"

"Fight!"

The girl with ponytail instantly rushed over with a green sword in hand.

boom!

Mr. Huang used the iron bar behind him to block, and the two men looked at each other closely and wrestled.

"What kind of magical power is this?" Mr. Huang asked.

"This is not a magical power, it's just a past event." Ji Zheng said with a chuckle.

Past?

But the space was broken, and a huge hand that covered the sky suddenly slapped him. The man in black, who exuded a violent aura, coldly attacked him with a killer move.

Mr. Huang just regarded this as an attack from Ji Zheng and resisted it coldly.

But for Ji Zheng, this is really just a thing of the past.

Next, another determined young man appeared and suddenly pointed his finger at him fiercely.

boom!

Violent dark clouds descended from the sky, and with a loud bang, an extremely thick finger with an extremely ancient and desolate aura fell from the sky and pressed down on the tiny Huang Lao on the top of the mountain.

"It's too flashy." Old Huang said.

But this is not the end yet. A space collapsed, and a young man behind him controlled the battle formation, shouted loudly, condensed a huge fairy light, and killed him.

The sky and the earth shattered, the mountains collapsed, and Old Huang's face was slightly angry. He held an iron ruler in his hand and roared as he hit the sky.

The flames were blazing, as if a magma slash was wielding to break the sky.

boom!

The three attacks collided with each other, the entire world suddenly solidified, and then unparalleled energy burst out in an instant, rumbling and spreading outwards.

Huang Laodu's expression changed slightly. He was submerged in the energy tide and his figure faded away.

"This is not enough!" A sudden roar sounded from the depths of the energy frenzy.

Huang Lao, transformed into a muscular man, roared and flew out, chopping the world into pieces.

"No, I've already said that this is just a thing of the past."

Since it is the past, of course there is one most important setting, to be continued.

When Mr. Huang rushed out of the energy frenzy, he suddenly discovered that the two young figures were now moving away and leaving this world.

Even the boy he was boarding with, the three of them slowly left this world, allowing a boy holding a brush weapon to come out.

"I have a breath of mysterious energy that can swallow up the heaven, earth, sun, moon and stars."

Ji Zheng muttered to himself, stretched out his hand and grabbed what was in front of him. The world where Mr. Huang was gradually flattened and shrank, turning into a falling scroll.

Then he was grabbed by Ji Zheng.

Mr. Huang’s figure is like a little man, painted in the very center.

"The secret technique of 'The World in the Painting' based on Xuan Huang Qi has been completed. Master Huang, is this enough?"

The old man Huang inside was silent. "What kind of experience did you use to forge this Xuan Huang Qi? Normally, even the top Xuan Huang Qi can't trap me."

Ji Zheng smiled but said nothing.

How could he say such a thing? Was he going to say that this was the Xuanhuang Qi he obtained through cheating in his practice?

The Xuanhuang Qi was forged based on this kind of experience, which is rare in the entire chaotic universe.

I can’t tell you. After all, if I tell you, even the Supreme Being might come and snatch it away.

"I lost. I hope you can pass the tests in the other nine cities one after another." Old Huang recovered from his previous slowness and sighed.

He bowed to Ji Zheng and left the assessment area.

Chapter 272: Defeat Nine True Immortals

The scroll world in Ji Zheng's hand naturally dissipated bit by bit and turned into a wisp of mysterious yellow energy that merged into his body.

He didn't carry many treasures with his second soul, and the Xuanhuang Qi was one of the few treasures he carried.

It was also the Xuanhuang Qi that he cultivated in the bloody forbidden land at that time, using his God's perspective on this vast and chaotic universe.

At that time, he just thought that this was used to cultivate the power of Xuanhuang.

But when he became stronger and stronger, he discovered how powerful the mysterious yellow energy he had cultivated was.

The mysterious yellow energy obtained by penetrating the entire vast chaotic universe can naturally blend with any avenue of the chaotic universe.

Especially the secret art of the "world in the painting" type of world. Once it is mastered, it can make people fall into the world in the painting unknowingly and it is difficult to detect.

It is an indispensable treasure for knocking people out when traveling.

"However, the secret art of the world in the painting combines the Great Way of Dreams, the Great Way of Xuanhuang, and the Great Way of Qiankun."

"I can't use the magic power of my immortal body many times to activate the three great ways at the same time."

"I still need to correct this shortcoming. At least my magic power should be strong enough for me to fully perform the secret technique."

Ji Zheng sighed. In fact, his magic power was already extremely strong among the immortals in the Three Realms.

After all, not everyone can have a true Taoist master, or have the opportunity to fall into the chaotic immortal assessment world.

But compared to the real Qi-refining cultivators in the chaotic world outside, his magic power is much weaker now, and it is a big realm.

So Ji Zheng is very much looking forward to what kind of exquisite inheritance he can get after passing the assessment this time.

brush!

In the outside world.