"Go away! A mere inner demon, dare to confuse Lao Tzu! Die for Lao Tzu!"

As soon as Yang Zheng stepped into the mysterious building, he heard a roar from inside, and at the same time he saw Evil Emperor Xuantian and others!

The man who was furious was not the Evil Emperor Xuantian, but the Cowherd!

At this moment, the Cowherd is holding a long black lacquer knife and is fighting with thousands of knives!

"Sword Tomb Tomb Tomb!"

The crazy old man said suddenly.

Sword Tomb Tomb?

Yang Zheng raised his brows and looked ahead. The place where Niulang was located was a mound of knives, and thousands of knives were inserted into the flame pool. Because of Cowherd's attack, those knives also moved, as if combined into a metal giant!

"hail!"

"Fire!"

"storm!"

The Cowherd waved his sword again and again, displaying the Tiger Soul Sword Technique, which was extremely powerful.

However, the metal giant composed of a group of knives is not afraid of tiger soul swordsmanship.

"Damn!"

Suddenly, the Cowherd roared and retreated, exiting the range of the knife mound.

"Whoa!"

The metal knife man also dissipated and did not chase after him.

"This place is the place where the deity used to practice swords, Niulang, your swordsmanship is still a little worse."

Emperor Xuantian said, as if he didn't see Yang Zheng and the others at all, or he simply ignored Yang Zheng and the others.

"Yang Zheng, you dare to challenge the sword grave of the sword grave!"

However, Cowherd saw Yang Zheng at a glance, turned around, and pointed the black lacquer knife directly at Yang Zheng.

"Challenge? Hehe, Niulang, if I win, will you be a servant?"

Yang Zheng smiled.

"Humph!"

The Cowherd snorted coldly and did not respond.

He is not only the descendant of the tiger soul, but also the incarnation of the Xuantian Evil Emperor's Yuanling. Like the Xuantian Evil Emperor, he can be regarded as the avatar of the demon. Therefore, Niulang believes that his status is noble, and he is not comparable to these mortals on the Divine Armament Continent. Moreover, he hates Yang Zheng so much that he wants to cut Yang Zheng into eight pieces. Naturally, it is impossible for Yang Zheng to be a servant.

"This deity still has a magic bead here, Yang Zheng, if you succeed in challenging the sword grave of the sword grave, the deity will give you this magic bead."

At this time, Emperor Xuantian said.

At the same time, he took out a magic bead.

Magic bead!

It turned out that the Evil Emperor Xuantian had three magic beads!

"Magic beads..."

Yang Zheng looked at it and immediately sensed that the Evil Emperor Xuantian was indeed holding a magic bead. Unexpectedly, he had snatched two magic beads from the hand of the Evil Emperor Xuantian before, and this guy still had a magic bead.

"What, Yang Zheng, don't you dare?"

Evil Emperor Xuantian chuckled lightly.

"Kaozuka Sword Tomb, for me, I can break the game with one hand. Evil Emperor Xuantian, the magic bead in your hand is equivalent to giving it to me for nothing."

Yang Zheng said.

"Haha! Yang Zheng, if you can really break the Sword Tomb of the Sword Tomb, why would the deity give you the magic bead!"

Evil Emperor Xuantian spread out his right hand, and the magic bead floated in his palm, glittering with attractive light.

Everyone present, except for Yang Zheng and Wen Cai, all of them stared at the magic bead. It is the **** operator, and his eyes are fixed on the magic bead at this moment.

Cowherd can't wait to grab the magic bead and directly turn the magic weapon in his hand into a magic weapon, but thinking of the tyranny of Emperor Xuantian, he held back. In his heart, he hated Yang Zheng to the point that he had no solution, and secretly vowed to kill Yang Zheng.

"Magic bead..."

The mad old man's eyes shot a bright light, if the other party was not the Evil Emperor Xuantian, he would have already started. He is well aware of the tyranny of the magic bead, because he got a magic bead himself, and condensed a magic weapon.

"Brother Yang, this bead is so beautiful!"

At this time, the crunchy voice of asking vegetables sounded.

Suddenly, everyone was stunned.

"This little girl..."

Especially the Evil Emperor Xuantian, when his eyes fell on Wencai, his mind moved, and at a glance, he could see the power in Wencai's body.

Heavenly Crystal Power!

Not only that, he seemed to see a phantom behind Wen Cai, and that phantom was Nuwa!

Nuwa, the enemy of the Yuanzu Tianmo!

For a moment, the evil emperor Xuantian moved his killing thoughts, but when he saw Wen Cai's incomparably clear eyes, the killing thoughts retreated, and the evil emperor Xuantian was slightly lost at this moment!

"Evil Emperor Xuantian, the bewitching power of the magic bead is ineffective for me. You gave me the magic bead. In the future, I am afraid that there will never be Shiquan magic soldiers on the continent of the gods."

Yang Zheng said with a smile.

"Shiquan Demon Soldier!"

Emperor Xuantian's eyes turned cold, and he stared at Yang Zheng.

The Shiquan Demon Soldier was the secret that the Heavenly Demon told him. He never told anyone else, even if his Primordial Spirit was distracted, the Cowherd would not know it.

Yang Zheng actually knew about the Shiquan Demon Soldier!

As long as the Shiquan Demon Soldiers are condensed, the Tianwai Xuanwang will be vulnerable, and the Yuanzu Tianmo will be able to descend on the Divine Soldier Continent!

come!

Destroy the world!

"Evil Emperor Xuantian, you are optimistic, I will break this sword grave today!"

Yang Zheng smiled mysteriously and stepped out. The next moment his figure was already in the knife tomb. When he encountered the Cowherd, he only heard a rushing sound. A metal giant!

"Stab!"

The knife Qi pierced the air and attacked Yang Zheng directly!

"Ah!"

Yang Zhengqing snorted, raised his right hand, and pointed it out.

Then, something unexpected happened to everyone!

Whoa!

bang!

Yang Zheng pointed, the metal giant was shattered in an instant, a group of knives gathered around Yang Zheng, and Yang Zheng disappeared in the blink of an eye. Everyone was surprised, but Yang Zheng was unscathed. Not only was he unscathed, but he got the sword intent left by the knife mound in the group of knives!

Could this be what the Evil Emperor Xuantian realized back then?

It was here that the Evil Emperor Xuantian realized the three divine skills of the sword?

"Whoa!"

The group of knives dissipated, and Yang Zheng's figure was revealed. He stepped on the void, took out a long knife from the knife mound, stepped out, and stepped into the sword tomb.

"Wow!"

Inside the sword grave, all the swords roared in unison, and there was no need for Yang Zheng to do it himself, Wan Jian had already surrendered!

"This......"

"Wanjian surrender!"

"how can that be!"

The Cowherd, the High Priest, and other members of the Evil Emperor Xuantian were shocked and angry.

"Sword come!"

Yang Zheng shouted casually, and in the sword grave, Wan Jian moved in response!

"Wow!"

At this moment, in the huge cave, ten thousand swords flew around Yang Zheng fast and fast, and ten thousand swords roared together, shocking people! Not only Shen Shuanzi and the others, but also the Evil Emperor Xuantian, they were stunned at the moment!

Back then, when he entered this place to practice swordsmanship and swordsmanship, there was never such a movement!

Yang Zheng, why should Wan Dao bow his head and Wan Jian be the subject? ..