The Suppression of the Worlds

Zhou Zhang subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but as soon as his calf exerted force, the rock under his feet cracked into slag again. Zhou Zhang was a little unable to control his body, and then fell to the ground in a staggering manner, and then, at this moment, with Hunter The sound of the wind seemed to tear the space apart, and the stone fell heavily.

"boom"

Zhou Zhang didn't move. However, the rock started to break inch by inch. In an instant, it collapsed into countless pieces and splashed around. However, Zhou Zhang didn't even have broken skin, not even himself. , At this moment, it is a little unbelievable, how terrifying the strength of this fleshly body has reached!

"Ah, ah!"

In the process of sputtering the broken stone, there were faintly mixed with two screams. Although, he forcibly endured it, but Zhou Zhang's hearing is so terrifying now, he caught the sound in an instant, and his eyes looked coldly. After passing by, with a flick of the finger, the immortal energy in the body surged instantly, and the speed was unknown to double.

If it was a rushing river before, then it is a mighty waterfall now. If it weren’t for the meridians and physique today, Zhou Zhang estimated that even Sun Wukong would have his muscles broken in an instant. Although his realm did not improve, his combat power was definitely Increased more than a hundred times.

A touch of immortal energy swayed, turning into a bright light hanging above his head, illuminating the darkness around him. "I didn't expect you to be alive."

The orientation has not changed. There is a paint film in front of Zhou Zhang. He looks miserable. His legs are gone and one of his arms is broken. However, his entire chest and head are still intact, hidden behind an ancient mirror. It is antique, but the mirror surface has been broken into pieces, and I am afraid that it will crack into slag with a light touch.

Behind Zhou Zhang is the front that has recently gained fame. He looks better than the paint film. He has almost no missing parts. However, his spirit is even more sluggish, his face is as pale as paper, and a long sword is floating in front of him. The blade has been unsheathed, leaving only the tip of the sword in the scabbard.

Zhou Zhang shook his arms and legs, barely getting used to his current body, his eyes sparkling: "You two, are you sure you are from the Witch Clan? If I remember correctly, the Witch Clan not only can't use spells, but also shouldn't be able to. Use the magic weapon!"

"boom"

The body supported by the front slammed heavily on the ground. Hearing the words, the corner of his mouth forced a wry smile: "There is no doubt that some magic weapons can still be used, but the vast majority of the witches are disdainful of using magic weapons. It's a special case."

"Furthermore, if I hadn't had this magic weapon today, I'd probably be like those people, and I would have long since returned to Jiuyou."

Zhou Zhang was familiar with his hands and feet, and smiled lightly: "It looks like you should be smarter than that so-called military teacher!"

"At least I don't despise human beings, and I don't want to fight or kill you. If you can, I think you shouldn't kill me. I can feel that you are a decisive person, but not indiscriminately killing innocents. man of."

"This is putting a high hat on me? Afraid that I will kill you?"

"There is no way, who is willing to die if they can live!"

Zhou Zhang glanced at the front lightly, this person is considered a smart person, and he has grasped one of his characteristics, he did not mean to become angry, and said lightly: "I don't mind letting you go, just, you must Give me a reason."

"I came here not to kill, but to stop it! I don't like war, I don't like bloodshed, I'm not a qualified witch."

"It's interesting!" Zhou Zhang glanced at Feng Fian, this person was sincere, and immediately, his eyes looked upward, only a ray of light was floating, and there was still a shadow on it.

"The army you've been waiting for is here!"

"I understand!" Zhou Zhang sneered, raised his foot, and seemed to propose it lightly, but a stone seemed to tear apart the space, pierced through the tattered ancient mirror, and directly made the miserable and corpse indistinguishable. This kind of paint film is beheaded and smashed into powder.

Then, Zhou Zhang didn't hesitate at all, his legs were slightly bent, and he was ready to jump up directly with the strength of his flesh. At first, it was estimated that it should be more than a thousand feet tall. It might be difficult to change it to normal, but, for now, there should be no problem.

"You won't kill me?"

"Because what you said is right!" Zhou Zhang's eyes were cold, his majestic aura erupted, but he was dignified: "I don't kill indiscriminately!"

"boom"

The small space burst into a terrifying gust of wind, and the space seemed to be torn apart by a huge hole. Zhou Zhang turned into a streamer and whistled upwards, without wings or clouds, just relying on the flesh is enough. Travel the sky.

The tense figure of the front was instantly relaxed, and the whole person was sticking to the ground like a pool of rotten flesh. The sword floating in front of him fell to the ground with a clatter, his eyes flickering, and he suddenly firmed his mind and moved towards the ground. Above, with all his strength, he shouted, "You are right!"

"I'm not a witch, I'm a human, my surname is Ji and Xuanyuan, I hope I can recognize you as a friend."

"can!"

Hearing the words passed down from above, Ji Xuanyuan suddenly became distracted and showed a smile from the bottom of his heart. This time, he earned it!

Fortunately alone, he didn't see that arrogant figure trembling in the air. As a person who guessed that he would go to the prehistoric world a long time ago, he has carefully understood the existence of the prehistoric world.

Ji Xuanyuan has many names and has a long history. It is said that he is the son of Shaodian and Fubao. He also has a famous name, Xuanyuan Huangdi!

Chapter [-]: The Witch

Buzhou Mountain Range, on the side of the main mountain Buzhou Mountain, and around a lower mountain range, there are countless black-robed witches standing densely. The mountains and rivers are even taller and grander, giving people a feeling of extreme terror.

Especially above that low mountain, a mountain was cut off in the middle, and the top half disappeared, and then a circle of black-robed witches stood on the broken cliff. Looking down, everyone's expressions are not relaxed, as if they are watching the abyss, and the demon that destroys the sky and destroys the world will rush out immediately.

"Boom"

With a loud bang, a giant carried a banner of [-] feet, with the other hand holding a boulder of more than [-] feet in size, he stepped on the ground and made a rumble. The half of the mountain range was almost high, and when he lowered his head, he was just able to see clearly below.

He was a thousand feet tall, and there were clouds floating in his ears. As soon as he turned his head, he blew the clouds away in one breath. His body was made of steel. Just standing there made people feel the fear of numbness on the scalp. The suffocating pressure was overwhelming.

His expression was a little simple. He came over and raised his hand to throw down the boulder in his hand. However, at this moment, a black robe with a red border inlaid on the Wu clan waved his hand and said lightly, "No need, little mouse, hurry up. Out."

The giant responded with a dull sound, with a sound like thunder, and then threw the stone in his hand out with a flick of his hand, smashing to death more than a dozen witches who could not escape, and then smashed on a hill. Then he smashed a hole through it, and then smashed into the ground again, creating a huge pothole.

The sound of rumbling was incessant, and many of the Wu clan changed color suddenly, shrinking their necks in fear, the Wu clan with the black robe and the red border shook his head helplessly, and ordered: "Giant spirit, the little mouse jumped out for a while, Don't get excited, don't do it, wait for this little mouse to be slaughtered, and the demon clan will soon arrive, then it's time for you to start killing."

"I want to pinch the little mouse to death!" The giant head of the giant showed pure persistence, and the voice was muffled like thunder rolling from the sky.

The Wuzu in black robe and red edge rubbed his eyebrows, his eyes were instantly cold, and his voice was like ice: "I'll ask you, do you understand?"

In an instant, there seemed to be an invisible sickle traversing the void, and all the sounds were cut off. Almost all the witches lowered their heads, and some couldn't help kneeling on the ground, fearing to the bone.

Although the giant spirit is not so unbearable, but the huge body also trembled, and he responded somewhat disheartenedly: "Understood, then let me throw another stone!"

"No need! Although it's a little mouse, it's unexpectedly a strong little mouse. It can't be killed by a stone, but it has to be torn by hand!"

Before he finished speaking, there was a sharp air-breaking sound from the next door, like a mountain formed by compressed air, which suddenly cracked, and the gust of wind rushed out of that sound, and the whole space was shaken by a humming sound. The Wu clan's face changed slightly, but it smiled contemptuously: "It seems that it can't be called a mouse, it should be a cat."

The many witch tribes nearby heard the words, and they also cooperated and smiled, bowing their heads and looking at the figure rushing up with a bit of emotion.

"It does have some strength. As a human being, he can leap thousands of feet with his body, but he is talented, but he is a little stupid."