"You... don't come here."

Zi Yi completely fell into madness and fear.

It seemed as if from this moment on, Zhang Heng transformed into a nightmare god of death from hell and was about to take his life.

Zhang Heng was unmoved and walked towards him calmly, stretching out a fair and slender hand.

Zi Xin stood behind Zi Yi, and through his eyes shining with purple light, he could clearly see Zhang Heng's movements.

An ordinary hand does not contain even a trace of magic power, nor does it even use any force.

At this moment, Zhang Heng was just a clone and would definitely not be able to activate such a despicable existence as "Void Flame".

Objectively speaking, the hand he stretched out might not even kill an ordinary animal.

However, in Zi Yan's eyes, this ordinary hand was like a tentacle of death, unable to hide.

Buzz ~

The phantom of the "Purple Flame Horse" behind Zi Yi's body suddenly lit up and fled into her body.

In this moment, Zhang Heng's eyes flashed with lightning and shouted:

"Take it!"

The third brother "Zi Xin" behind Zi Yi suddenly slapped the eldest brother Zi Yi's body with a palm.

"How is this possible... Third brother, you..."

Zi Yi's body stiffened and was slapped in the back by his "third brother" with his palm. Blood was pouring out from his mouth, his face pale, and he turned his head and stared at Zi Xin tightly.

On the outer layer of his body, there was a hidden soul power, forcing the nearby space to form a great obstacle, removing most of Zi Xin's power.

With the strength of Zi Xin's fusion stage, he only suffered some less serious internal injuries.

After having the soul power of the Tribulation Period, you will have a further understanding of the laws of the movement of heaven and earth, and you will be able to form powerful attacks and defenses in every move.

"Third brother..."

Zi Yi looked at Zi Xin with a sad face. He never expected that the first person to cause substantial harm to him was his third brother.

At this moment, he turned to face his third brother with an incredible look on his face. Even Zhang Heng, the real enemy behind him, didn't care.

Faced with such a look, Zi Xin's face was indifferent, raised her hand again, and slapped her elder brother Zi Yi with a hard palm.

"Bang!"

Zi Yi's body was knocked away, but he was not injured when he was prepared.

Zhang Heng sighed, his pair of clear and wise eyes staring at the two brothers without any expression.

He didn't take action, he just watched quietly.

Just now, using the "Shock Pressure Technique" consumed nearly half of his mana and mind with all his strength. At this moment, it was not the best time to take action...

Zhang Heng wants to keep his real trump card for the end.

"What the hell did you do to him?"

Zi Yi looked at the man with a complicated face, and his mind gradually woke up a little.

"He is your third brother and my slave..."

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Zhang Heng's mouth.

Although the enemy's strength is far better than him, Zhang Heng can still stand here calmly.

It can be said that Zhang Heng's feet are just between life and death. If you are not careful, you may fail.

"Damn..." Zi Yi roared in a low voice, but did not dare to take action rashly.

Zhang Heng could see the soul's silver eyes stared at him and sneered: "Not long ago, you were overwhelmed by fear, and almost invaded by the inner demons. He also suffered a blow from your third brother. Now there are only three or four levels of soul power left..."

Press down step by step without leaving any room for space.

Zi Yi's face showed a look of horror. He took a deep breath, barely calmed down his emotions, and asked weakly: "Why can't all the changes in my body escape your eyes?"

"Are you a legendary god?" He smiled mockingly: "If you were a god, how could I be captured alive?"

In this battle of wits and courage, even though Zi Yi had the strength far beyond the enemy, Zhang Heng was pressed to the wind and almost couldn't breathe.

"I am not a god, but my eyes are the gods...it is the eyes of gods!"

The silver light in Zhang Heng's eyes rotated like the stars in the night sky, and all the colors in the world were captured by it.

"Eye of the God?"

Zi Yi's face showed a half-believing and half-doubted look.

"I know what you are doing at the moment..." Zhang Heng looked at him quietly, his tone slightly relaxed: "Are you contacting your companion? I guess he should be the Iron Shark King."

"Are you...really?"

Zi Yi took a breath of air conditioning and her body involuntarily retreated.

He is urging his spiritual sense to contact the "Iron Shark King" tens of thousands of miles away.

If the "Iron Shark King" can come, it will bring great help to Zi Yi and may reverse the current predicament.

The purpose of Zi Lan was originally parked on this deserted island, not only to torture Zhang Heng, but also to wait for the Iron Shark King Zuo Cha, so that the two of them could return to the "Purple Emperor Mansion" together to report their lives.

"Even if he comes, he can't change anything..." Zhang Heng said indifferently:

"You only have two choices now. The first choice is to travel as far as you can. The second choice is to fight me to the end, and you are destined to die in the end."

"Two choices..." Zi Yi was a little confused. He looked at his third brother and asked in a low voice: "Can you let my third brother go? He is still an ignorant child."

In front of Zhang Heng, the enemy, Zi Yi showed his sincerity and sincerity for the first time:

"As long as you can let him go, I, Zi Ya, will leave immediately and will never break my promise."

"No problem, you can take him back to the 'Purple Emperor Mansion' now." Zhang Heng said very readily.

Zi Yi was slightly stunned and said with some anger: "You must have done something to your third brother's soul. His life and death may be in your hands, so how can I take him home with peace of mind."

"If you bring him back to the 'Purple Emperor Mansion', isn't your father's 'Purple Emperor''s cultivation enough to eliminate this little restraint?"

Zhang Heng disagreed with the truth.

"What if my father can't do it?"

Zi Lan hesitantly said.

Although he had great confidence in his father, the mysterious man in front of him brought him a bigger shadow, making him doubt that his father had no choice.

"This is easy to deal with," Zhang Heng showed a bright smile on his face, and he stretched out a finger at Zi Yi.

"What do you mean..." Zi Yi was puzzled.

Zhang Heng said a few words lightly: "Mid-grade spiritual magic weapon."

Zi Yi suddenly realized: "What you mean is to take out a medium-grade spiritual magic weapon to exchange for my third brother's freedom."

"Okay, no problem."

Zi Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

Although the medium-grade spiritual magic weapon is extremely precious, it is worth it if it can be exchanged for the life and freedom of the third brother.

However, Zhang Heng's next voice caused him to fall from heaven to hell:

"Not one piece, it's one hundred pieces."

"What? One hundred pieces!" Zi Yi's body trembled slightly:

"Impossible!! There are not a hundred medium-grade spiritual magic weapons in our entire 'Purple Emperor Mansion'. Don't force us into a hurry..."

"Understand, understand." Zhang Heng nodded and said calmly: "No one hundred pieces, then ten pieces can always be taken out. If you don't agree, that's fine..."

"Ten pieces?" Zi Yi gritted his teeth and thought for a long time, and finally said to Zhang Heng: "I really can't make the decision on this matter. Even if I agree, it's useless unless my father agrees."

"Purple Emperor?" Zhang Heng frowned slightly. Through the peak realm of "clear spiritual mind" in the divine eyes, he had a premonition: he would eventually have a difficult battle with the Purple Emperor.

Zi Yi's eyes rolled slightly and came up with a plan: "It's better to do this. Follow me to the 'Purple Emperor Mansion' and go to negotiate with my father."

"Go to the "Purple Emperor Mansion" of the demon clan alone, and even have to face the "Purple Emperor" with great strength?"

Subconsciously, Zhang Heng gave up.

He was about to refuse, but Zi Yi smiled and said, "Are you scared? Can you, who has the "Eye of God", control everything?"

In a vaguely, Zi Lan tried to reverse her disadvantages.

At this time, Zuo Cha was flying quickly towards this side, holding the magic weapon "Three Dewk Axes", with an amazing momentum.

Zhang Heng was silent, the silver light in his eyes condensed into a point, spinning rapidly, forming a mysterious vortex.

When Zi Yi's eyes fell into this vortex, she felt its unfathomable depth, as if there was a mysterious passage inside it leading to another parallel space.

...

In the sea millions of miles away from here, Zhang Heng held the "Nine Domain Refining Heavenly Pagoda" in his hand. There was also a mysterious vortex in the eyes of the gods, but it seemed even deeper.

The disciple Yun Yi was standing beside him, looking vigilantly, staring at the surrounding sea area. He was checking Zhang Heng, who was exercising his "God Eye" with all his strength.
To be continued...