Mechanical Puppet

I just fought with the monsters and were exhausted. As a result, I refused to give everyone more time to rest, and the palace was opened.

Senior Lu, are you trying to kill us younger generations?

Ji Zheng, who was regulating his breathing and recuperating, was so amused that he couldn't help but laugh. Judging from the various arrangements in the secret realm, there might be a possibility.

It is not rare to make a joke to the younger generation.

Others don’t have Ji Zheng’s thoughts and interests. When everyone looked at each other, Zhao Yuan’s eyes flashed with a splendor, and his butt jumped up like a spring, galloping towards the entrance of the palace.

This cleverness is amazing.

It is true that he can become tenth in the vitality list.

Immediately afterwards, Du Chang'an sneered silently, and his figure suddenly rose and chased him quickly. The elegant Zu Liangyu, the bold Muyuan and others all looked tight, and they all escaped from the state of recuperation or recovery of energy, followed him and rushed towards the entrance.

Jing Jie, who had no expression on his face, looked at Ji Zheng, and there was a ray of fluctuation in his eyes, and then he burst into speed to chase him.

This is a time of racing against time!

Everyone wants to seize the opportunity!

Ji Zheng and the other two passed the test together, with a very high success rate, which also means that they fought fiercely and consumed a lot. The key is that Ji Zheng is not only injured, but also has weak qi and blood. Therefore, the five people inevitably reacted a lot slower and fell behind many people. Ning Suche was so anxious that he urged: "Hurry, hurry! Otherwise, it would be too late."

With the small fortune pill and recuperating for a long time, Ji Zheng quickly enriched the passing qi and blood, and temporarily recovered 70% to 80% of his vitality. But healing is not something that stops immediately, and he has no choice but to urge him: "Don't be anxious! It's useless to be anxious."

"How can you not be in a hurry!" Ji Lie smiled and said, "Are you not afraid of going too late and you can't catch up with anything?"

Ji Zheng was about to speak, but Ning Suche, who was beside him, simply supported him: "Catch him quickly, don't be too late."

"I was so scared that I thought you were going to carry me on my shoulders, so I wouldn't be teased by you for the rest of my life." Ji Zheng made a small joke, paused to heal and clenched his fists, felt the surging of true energy, and the familiar power returned, and he felt at ease.

He pursed his lips and smiled: "Let's go first, don't have to arrive first, come first, come first, don't have to leave first! First serve, don't have to leave with a smile!"

"Let's go!"

Ji Zheng stepped on his foot and stomped his feet, and he followed everyone like an arrow. This time he was too close to the inheritance, and everyone was racing against time. When someone was flying, he deliberately or unintentionally blocked the people behind. However, the people behind could not hold back again and again, rubbed their bodies and palms to chase them.

One palm to bomb!

They immediately glared at each other. If they weren't afraid of being pulled down, they would have fought.

This is the only one example to take action, but there are more than one or two of them blocking each other. Ji Lie, who is usually rough and rough, saw these scenes, showing the thick outside and thin inside, reminding him: "Be careful! You have not seen the inheritance yet, but you will start fighting. When you see it, you may die!"

Seeing that Yue Lingxiu was a little silent, Ji Zheng comforted: "Miss Yue, don't worry, I'm there!"

Ning Suche smiled and said, "Xiuxiu is in the ninth level, and her strength is better than you, so she should say this to you."

Puff! Ji Lie laughed: "Brother Ji, I think you want to add a gesture to pat your chest and guarantee it. Maybe Miss Yue will really believe it. If you don't believe it, you can try it." Yan Zhen laughed out loud, and even Yue Lingxiu could not help but give Ji Zheng a smile.

Ji Zheng felt embarrassed and thought, isn't this easy to say?

Yan Zhen, Ji Lie is so indifferent, he is specializing in taking advantage of the situation. Are there any friends like you?

As I entered the hall while talking and laughing, three corridors suddenly appeared in front of me, not knowing where they lead.

Ji Zheng frowned slightly, which was very different from his idea. It seemed that Lu Zhenye didn't leave the inheritance so easily and wait for others to take it away, even if it was an incomplete inheritance below the God Refining Realm.

Eleven or two others came in before Ji Zheng and the other two, Zhao Yuan, Chang'an and others had long disappeared. At present, except Jing Jie, there were only Zuo Mingcong, who was not like a casual cultivator, and Sun Yuanbai.

Jing Jie glanced at one indifferently, his eyes slightly stagnated on Ji Zheng, and then he entered the path on the left.

Zuo Mingcong's eyes flashed and he chose the left side. Only Sun Yuanbai was left, and he greeted him kindly and entered the middle aisle.

"Pick one."

As soon as Ji Zheng said, Ning Suche directly picked the walkway in the middle: "Will you go together?"

"This..." Ji Lie hesitated rarely and pointed to the right with a ray of apology: "I plan to go here."

It is better to compete with others than to compete with friends.

Ji Zheng understood and smiled relievedly: "You have to be careful. The people from Juetian Demon Dao have not yet appeared, and there are still those gangs."

"You should be the one you should be careful about the most!" Ji Lie said seriously: "That's all Chang'an, Ling Kunyu, Lin Feihong, etc. I guess they have celebrated holidays with you. Everyone can see what they want to deal with you."

"And Brother Ji, you show top talent at the eighth level of cultivation. If you have such strength, who doesn't fear you? Don't forget that although you are not the strongest, this is not a battle stage, but Lu Zhenye is picking the inheritor. This kind of thing doesn't depend on strength, but on talent!"

"More people want to deal with you!"

Ji Lie usually looks rough and careless, but in fact he is definitely a thick and thin person.

Watching Ji Lie enter, Ji Zheng and the other two chose the middle aisle to enter, and were on guard against the road.

Fortunately, Yue Lingxiu brought the extra sword and gave Ji Zheng a hand, otherwise it would be a bit embarrassing now.

Walking forward for about ten feet, everyone was slightly stunned. There were two more walkways, two choices!

Just go in groups and choose one side!

"I heard that one of Li Wenzhen's arms was broken and was destroyed."

"Li Wen often dies outside the third level..."

Yan Zhen's voice swayed in the empty corridor, feeling empty. Ji Zheng was shocked and smiled bitterly: "If Brother Li doesn't have any trouble, his status in the Li family will definitely be...ah." He exhaled gently and couldn't continue.

The most outstanding young children of the Li family sect were almost wiped out, and the Li family probably had no successor.

"It's useless." I don't know what Yan Zhen is referring to, so I paused and said, "Zuo Cheng is dead, Chu Xingyun is not dead, but most of it is ruined. He was beaten by one person and he was completely unconfident. In the end, others were bare-handed and he didn't dare to take action..."

Ji Zheng was mixed with emotion. Even though he was young, he still felt a sense of change at this moment: "The changes are so big."

More than half a year ago, these people were still the best in the new generation of NSW. More than half a year later, those who died, those who were disabled, those who were disabled, those who were disabled...

The road to the martial arts of immortality is so difficult!

“Huh?”

As he stepped on his feet, Ji Zheng's face changed slightly, and he swung a sword light and retreated wildly.

Before the person retreated, a burly and huge figure that looked like a human appeared from the ground. He was fearless and did not dodge the sword light, and he wanted to cut Ji Zheng in half with an extremely fierce sword.

The wind roars and is extremely manic!

bite!

The third-level sword in the palm was cut off by one knife!

The blade swept down from the side of his cheek, and several strands of hair were broken. Ji Zheng rolled on the spot and could be said to be dangerously avoided. He looked closely and blurted out in shock: "What the hell is this!"
Chapter completed!