"This is... the Temple of War!"

Yang Zheng only felt that the surrounding environment had changed, and he appeared in a large hall, and this hall was undoubtedly the Temple of War God! However, the pattern is different from the Temple of War he has seen, and the people around are also different!

At this moment, the memory of Chuanying heroes reappears!

"Chuan Ying! This "God of War Catalog" is my Mongolian thing!"

"Meng Chixing, don't even think about it!"

As soon as the Meng people suddenly came out, they came to Yang Zheng! No, it wasn't Yang Zheng, but Xiang Chuanying! At this moment, Yang Zheng is just blending into the perspective of the Eagle Hero!

The Demon Sect is roaming red!

That Mengren is the three Mongolian masters in "Broken Void", and the master of the magician Pang Ban!

The other person, with long hair scattered and dressed in black, made a loud noise, raised his hand and it was purple~ Demonic energy erupted, and he fought against Meng Chixing in an instant!

Who is this person?

"Li Gong, don't let this child learn "The Catalog of the God of War"!"

Meng Chixing shouted loudly, and the Demon Seed came out and grabbed the man with loose hair!

Work hard!

Bloody hard work!

Among the broken, the first person in the Central Plains Demon Sect!

Unexpectedly, in Chuanying's memory, I saw these two tyrannical characters!

Yang Zheng flew forward from Chuan Ying's perspective, but suddenly another person came out. It was a monk, dressed in a big red robe, and his cultivation was extremely tyrannical.

And Yang Zheng, at a glance, guessed the identity of this monk. This monk should be the eighth division of the Mongolian national teacher, one of the three masters of Mongolia in the broken void.

These eight divisions and eight must prevent Chuan Ying from plundering into the Temple of War!

"Chuanying, let's see how you pass my level!"

"Eighth division eight, I'll come to you!"

As soon as the voices of the eight divisions and eight fell, another figure descended from the sky, the clothes were flying, and the immortal style and bones were instantly confronted with the eight divisions and eight!

"Supreme Grandmaster Ling Donglai, if you are in your prime, I will be afraid of you, but if you are seriously injured, I am not afraid of you! Roar!"

Eight divisions eight roared.

It turns out that the person with the immortal style is the supreme master Ling Donglai!

Taking this opportunity, Chuan Ying swept into the interior of the Temple of War!

Lying ~ trough!

Yang Zheng was equivalent to possessing Chuanying, and following Chuanying's perspective into the Temple of War, he felt a trance in his heart. He never expected that he would see those super masters in "Broken Void" through Chuanying's memory.

If those masters were placed in the current martial arts world, they would definitely be the overlords of one party, the strongest in the world! For example, Nameng Chixing, whose cultivation is definitely not under his apprentice Pang Ban, and that **** and hardworking, whose cultivation is definitely not weaker than Evil King Shi Zhixuan.

Besides, the supreme master Ling Donglai, I am afraid that he has already realized that half a step is broken, which is at least one level higher than that of Ning Daoqi, who is known as one of the three great masters in the world!

It's a pity that these masters have either been slain or broken, and are no longer in the world of martial arts. It's a pity that they can't fight against these masters!

At this moment, Yang Zheng only felt an inexplicable regret. Perhaps, this was the mutual sympathy between the masters. The stronger the force, the harder it is to find an opponent, and the less opponents there are, the lonelier you will be.

Master Lonely - Lonely!

Lonely-Lonely as snow!

The Demon Sect Meng Chi Xing, the blood-handed and hard worker, the supreme master Ling Donglai, and the eight divisions of the national division, all reappeared in the memory of Chuanying. Although the battle just seen was extremely short, it had already aroused Yang Zheng's fighting spirit. If it weren't for the fact that he was comprehending the martial arts experience of the Eagle Hero at this moment, he would have already flew up and went straight to the Mount Everest, to have a shocking battle with the Buddha Mother!

The fighting spirit is already burning!

"boom!"

All of a sudden, the scenery changed, and only the Eagle Hero was left!

Legend of the Eagle is in the void, practicing "God of War Catalog" one by one! As for Yang Zheng's primordial spirit, he practiced along with him. At first, he couldn't keep up. When he got to the back, he didn't need to think about imitating it. The moves are perfectly synchronized!

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the host, you have gained the experience of martial arts in the legend of martial arts and learned the first nineteen styles of "God of War Catalog"!"

At this time, the Evil Emperor system prompt sounded, Yang Zheng couldn't help laughing. It took so long before he realized the nineteenth style of "The God of War". This kind of cultivation speed is too terrifying.

"No wonder, the living Buddha Yingyuan had a half-step broken cultivation base before the age of eighteen. With the brand of Chuanying, it is difficult to become a master!"

Yang Zheng's heart sank, and he entered that wonderful state again, as if he was Chuanying at the moment, perfectly integrated into the legendary journey of Chuanying's life.

"boom!"

The scenery has changed!

At this moment, it is not the Temple of War, but outside the Temple of War, on a cliff, a woman threw herself into Chuan Ying's arms!

"This……"

Yang Zheng was stunned for a moment. At this moment, he was equivalent to Chuanying, and the memory was very real. The woman stood on tiptoe and kissed Chuanying!

Yang Zheng felt the same way!

This……

"Chuanying, no matter if you are from the Central Plains or whoever, I will give birth to a child for you, and I want you to remember me for the rest of your life!"

After the woman said a word, she turned into a white shadow and swept away.

"Bai Lianjue..."

And Chuan Ying sighed softly.

Yang Zheng understood that the woman turned out to be Bai Lianjue, one of the four major disciples of the Eighth National Division Eight Divisions.

"Sure enough, it's a monster~ a stunning beauty..."

Yang Zheng also sighed. With this sigh, all kinds of visions disappeared, his flesh opened his eyes, and seeing the three daughters of Xu Yeyue and Master Zong Jia all looking at him, he smiled and said: "Eagle knife, Really extraordinary."

"Also ask the Evil Emperor to identify the authenticity of the Buddha Mother for my Tantric Sect!"

Master Zong Jia put his hands together and bowed slightly to Yang Zheng.

"Master, don't worry, I and Yingyuan Living Buddha are good friends. Mother Buddha, I will naturally identify the truth and falsehood, and I will not let her bring disaster to this place!"

Yang Zheng put away the eagle knife and talked to Xu Yeyue again.

At this moment, his fighting spirit is surging, he can't bear it anymore, he wants to find a master to fight!

"Go, we'll wait for you here."

Xu Yeyue nodded and smiled. She and Yang Zheng were united in spirit and flesh many times. At this moment, she could sense the fighting spirit in Yang Zheng's body, as well as the throbbing primordial spirit.

"This deity, I will go to the holy mountain today to distinguish the authenticity of the Buddha and the devil!"

So, Yang Zheng smiled boldly, turned into a startling rainbow, flew up, and went straight to the holy mountain Mount Everest!

"This guy's martial arts are superb, so powerful that they are not like humans!"

The little fairy looked up at the sky and exclaimed.

Fu Junyu on the side was silent, she knew that the evil emperor Yang Zheng had become stronger again! ..