The Grand Void – Becoming a Dragon

Zhao family.

hall.

The atmosphere suddenly dropped to freezing point.

In the eyes of ordinary people, the real people of the Jindan series are the generation of immortal gods who can move mountains and fill seas.

At this moment, the real person was angry, and the whole hall seemed to be shrouded in cold air.

"Only by you?"

The patriarch of the Zhao family looked down, and said in a cold tone, "The weak young man, relying on two grand masters of the third level of martial arts as guards, wants to seek justice from this old man? Even if your parents come today, this old man has to give You are taught a lesson!"

Hearing this, Zhuang Ming chuckled lightly, but took a step back.

Wen Han stepped forward.

The restrained breath burst out suddenly.

Soaring blood and blazing power.

In the entire Zhao family, no matter humans or animals, all creatures felt palpitations.

In the hall, the tables and chairs seemed to be lifted by an invisible air wave, and immediately collapsed.

"Young master?"

Wen Han's eyes were cold, his murderous intent was cold, and he said again, asking for the son's wishes,

Zhuang Ming said casually: "I waited for the door-to-door visit as a courtesy, and now that we can't reach an agreement, it's time to show courtesy first and then fight."

Wen Han said hello, and punched the ancestor of the Zhao family who was showing horror in front of him.

This punch was blasted out, and the momentum was rolling!

The roof of the Zhao family hall seemed to be lifted off!

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Among the West.

The local official in charge of the order is receiving a young man with a long sword on his back.

However, at this moment, the positive order on his waist suddenly lit up, flickering.

"this……"

His Excellency was surprised and said, "When did such an expert come to this place again? The other party who made the move was the ancestor of the Zhao family?"

The young man with the long sword on his back frowned and said, "Old Patriarch of the Zhao family?"

Lord Zhengling nodded and said: "From the position of Zhengling, it is the Zhao family. The opponent's aura seems to have overwhelmed the ancestors of the Zhao family. It seems that I will be excused, and I have to mobilize troops to suppress that. side movements."

The young man with the long sword on his back waved his hand slightly, and said: "I have an old relationship with that senior from the Zhao family, and I was going to pay a visit, so I can't just sit idly by and let me suppress this matter, my lord, please be safe and don't be impatient."

As soon as his voice fell, he turned into a piece of light, and flew towards the sky.

Xidi Zhengling hesitated for a while, but remembering that this person had an extraordinary background and was also an outstanding figure at the top of the list of outstanding figures, he also felt relieved, and simply gave up mobilizing troops and horses, and only called his servants to go in sedan chairs.

With the blessing of the order, his ability is no less than that of the ancestors of the Zhao family.

If you add soldiers and horses, it will be even stronger.

But compared to this young man, it is still far inferior.

If this matter is not even able to be suppressed by the true disciple of the Zhenyuan Sect, how can he suppress it with a mere order?

Unless it is the first mansion of the Zhongyuan Realm, where the royal city is located, even if it is just the surrounding land, the power and power of the Zhengling of a place is comparable to that of the Palm Seal Mansion of the Nanyuan Realm.

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There is no suspense in this battle.

Zhuang Ming didn't make a move.

Wang Zhen hugged Bai Ying and took a few steps back.

But Wen Han directly suppressed the ancestor of the Zhao family.

In terms of ability, Wen Han can also be at the top of the list of outstanding people.

As for the ancestors of the Zhao family, regardless of age, the top 200 people on the list of outstanding people are enough to count on their cultivation alone.

This battle was fought under Wen Han's pressure.

The hall of the Zhao family was in ruins.

Beams snapped, columns crumbled.

The bricks turned to gravel, and the tiles were scattered everywhere.

The patriarch of the Zhao family didn't have time to use too much Taoism, and was unable to attack, so he had to use Taoism to protect himself. If he didn't, he would have been killed by Wen Han's fist.

Finally bang!

It's all down here.

Wen Han swept away the ruins, and then brought out the powerless ancestor of the Zhao family.

"Sixteen breaths."

Wang Zhen opened his mouth, feeling extremely shocked.

To him, the ancestor of the Zhao family was an insurmountable mountain, a figure like a god, but after Master Wen Han made a move, he was captured alive with only sixteen breaths.

And Zhuang Ming looked at the ruins all over the ground with a calm expression, and his eyes fell on the ancestor of the Zhao family.

This ancestor of the Zhao family is also a figure of the Jindan series. If it is placed in the Dongsheng Dynasty, the Jushenshan blessed land with no magic, no gods, and no combined army formation, is indeed an existence that transcends the world.

Based on the background of the Dongsheng Dynasty, no amount of ordinary troops, no amount of magic crossbows could hurt him.

But today, vulnerable.

It's not that the ancestors of the Zhao family are too weak.

But the smell of drought is too strong.

"He is only a mile away from Zhenxuan."

Zhuang Ming said like this, let out a breath, and said in his heart: "Let's not talk about the suppression of blood, but in terms of cultivation, he may only be inferior to me."

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The ancestor of the Zhao family was still in a trance.

He wanted to receive distinguished guests and was hunting around. He saw a white eagle and was about to hunt it down, but the white eagle ran away.

Now three people have been attracted.

I thought it was just three ordinary people.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be three masters who had deceived his perception.

Whether it's the Henglian Godfiend who made the shot, or the seemingly ordinary sick and weak young man, they have all concealed his perception of the golden core series.

He was a shrewd old man all his life, and he never thought that the other party was actually hiding his aura, which made him miscalculate his ability.

Knowing that the person who came to seek revenge is so powerful, how dare he have the idea of ​​killing people?

If I knew this earlier, I would make an apology and apologize even if I gave up all the information of the Zhao family, why did I end up like this?

"The injustice has its head, the debt has its owner, the old man's matter, the old man has recited it himself, please forgive my Zhao family."

"You hurt me Baiying first, and then you want to attack me. I won't let you off today, but for the people of your Zhao family, it's up to them whether they want to die or live."

With a wave of Zhuang Ming's hand, the phantom of the dragon hidden in his sleeve instantly turned into reality, swapping with the real body of the dragon in his dantian.

Just waiting for Wen Han to kill this elder real person with one palm, and devour the opponent's inner alchemy.

However, above the sky, a sharp ray of light suddenly arrived in an instant.

Wen Han fell back and stepped back.

The sword light fell to the ground.

Among the ruins of the Zhao family, there is a deep mark, which is slender and bottomless.

The patriarch of the Zhao family, who was already in despair, suddenly showed surprise.

And above the sky, a person fell down.

The light on this person's body is clear and upright, with a long sword on his back, and his eyes are cold, falling on Wen Han's body.

"Who dares to meddle in other people's business?"

Wen Han shouted in a deep voice: "Can't you find death?"

The visitor looked indifferent, and said: "It's not bad to train gods and demons, but you are a loose-learned monk like you, who is used to being in the outside world. If you really want to train the body of gods and demons, you are better than Jindan." Progressive cultivation? Do you still think that I, Mr. Chen, are real people who are at your disposal?"

He stretched out his hand and said coldly: "This seat is the third true biography of Zhenyuanzong, Chen Feiyang."

After the words fell, he saw his hands behind his back, with a proud posture.

Wen Han frowned, scratched his head, and asked, "Only the third?"