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0.78 Thousand Immortals Conference

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    It is dark, and the woods thirty miles away in the western suburbs of Luoyang

    "Hey, you evil person, why are you running out in the middle of the night, and you still have to take me with you!" Azi asked scolding.

    "You can also choose to blow the cool breeze here all night after the acupoints are tapped" Wang Zhen glanced at her.

    A Zi stopped talking, knowing that Wang Zhen would probably keep his word.

    "I said you are really lonely ghosts, you actually found such a remote place to hold a meeting." Wang Zhen complained.

    Xin Shuangqing and Zuo Zimu could only smile bitterly when they heard this. They wanted to find a spacious place, but weren't they afraid of being discovered by the evil women of Lingjiu Palace?

    After walking for more than ten miles in the woods, no one could be seen anymore. At this moment, Wang Zhen noticed a light in front of him. He looked up and saw that it was a lamp that was emitting a miserable green light.

    Although Azi grew up in the Xingxiu Sect, she had seen a lot of poisonous insects and snakes, which did not mean she had also seen a lot of these "ghosts". Her heart tightened, and her hands involuntarily grasped the corners of Wang Zhen's clothes.

    "It's really a place where evil spirits and heretics gather. This light matches the scene, haha!" Wang Zhen smiled, and continued to move forward without changing his expression.

    "Hey, I know it's a gathering place for evil heretics, what are you doing here, a little hairless monster like you?" A hoarse voice came over.

    The owner of this voice obviously used some special skills in making the sound. It sounded so ethereal and helpless that it was impossible to tell where the person making the sound was.

    "Of course I'm here to see what you, the old monsters subdued by the vultures, look like." Wang Zhen said with a smile.

    When the man heard this, he became furious: "You are seeking death! Zuo Zimu, Xin Shuangqing, you two actually brought people from Lingjiu Palace here? Could it be ah!"

    Zuo Zimu and Xin Shuangqing were shocked. Just as they were about to explain, Wang Zhen took a slight breath and shouted "Yes"!  Mixed up with the other person's "yes".

    But Wang Zhen's "yes" was spoken in a clear and resonant tone, which was completely opposite to the other party's voice that sounded like a ghost crying. In addition, this sound was Wang Zhen's inner strength, and he shouted it out, which immediately broke the man's musical skills.  Only a scream was heard, and then it became quiet.

    Wang Zhen once had Duan Yanqing teach him "ventriloquism". Although the grade is not high and the practicality is extremely poor, it is inferior to Shaolin's Vajra Zen Lion Roar and the Ghost Prison Yin Wind Roar in the Nine Yin Manual.  Very far.

    But Wang Zhen also understood some principles of sound skills. The other party's low-level sound skills were similar to ventriloquism. They could only be used to play with opponents whose internal strength was far inferior to his. When encountering masters, they would be like this now, and they would be broken.  Risk of personal injury.

    "Young Master Wang, please be merciful. This person should be a master of the Sangtu Gong lineage in Biphosodong Cave in western Sichuan. Let the two of us explain it and introduce the other brothers to Young Master Wang" Xin Shuangqing said hurriedly.

    Xin Shuangqing and Zuo Zimu were extremely frightened, fearing that they would be misunderstood by other island owners and cave owners, and then they would swarm over and cook them into a pot.

    The island owners and cave owners of Thirty-Six Cave and Seventy-Two Islands, although they all look like grandsons in front of Lingjiu Palace, they are all famous figures in the world, although there are no top masters.  , but it is easy to eradicate several medium-sized sects. According to what the two of them know, they are not ranked at all in the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference.

    Ranking in the thirty-sixth hole, Lingjiu Palace just forced them to make up the number. The real masters like Wu Laoda, Sang Tugong, Duan Muyuan and others. Although they don't travel much in the Central Plains martial arts world, their kung fu is better than that of the four major  Even the evil ones are not necessarily inferior.

    The man¡¯s last scream had revealed his location, and Wang Zhen walked straight in that direction.

    When Xin Shuangqing and Zuo Zimu saw this, they could only sigh and follow them.  And now Azi is afraid of letting her leave by herself, but she doesn't dare anymore.

    After walking for nearly a mile, I saw an old man lying next to a bronze cauldron that was half a man tall. The old man had passed out with blood bleeding from the corner of his mouth. Apparently, the man who had just broken his sound skills when Wang Zhen drank it was him.  This person.

    "Ah! He is Sang Tugong's junior brother." Zuo Zimu recognized this person.

    "You're so good, Zuo Zimu! I never thought you would actually dare to collude with outsiders to harm us!"

    "Is it Boss Wu? I misunderstood, I misunderstood. The person next to me is Wang Zhen, Mr. Wang, who is famous in the world. After hearing about the atrocities in Lingjiu Palace, he came here specifically to eliminate this evil!  "

    While he was talking, Wang Zhen could only hear the constant rustling in the woods around him. It was obvious that there were many people surrounding him, probably between three and five hundred people.

    "Wang Zhen? But Wang Zhen, the thunder god who claimed to have killed that old monster Ding Chunqiu?" A withered and old voice came from the westsound.

    "Ding Chunqiu and others are not worth mentioning. Lei Gonghou is just a rumor passed down by friends in the world. But if it is Wang Zhen, if he does not have the same name, then he is just inferior." Wang Zhen said in a calm tone.

    "Haha, old monster Xingxiu is not worth mentioning? What a big statement! Hold the lamp, let everyone see what this new star in the world is like!"

    After Boss Wu finished speaking, he saw hundreds of various lanterns or oil lamps lighting up in all directions, most of which were not normal colors.

    I saw all around me tall, short, fat, thin, handsome and ugly men and women.

    AhZi didn¡¯t mean to be afraid at this time. Instead, she looked at the people around her with interest. Since they were not ghosts but people, this girl would only find it funny.

    "Ding Chunqiu is indeed incompetent. He can't compare to my ancestors. I think you have some knowledge, so you won't kill a Ding Chunqiu just because you think you are so powerful!" The man from the west said again.

    But it was a fat old man with a big bald head. Ah Zi laughed out loud. Ding Chunqiu was her master. Although the two of them had no master-disciple relationship, Ah Zi still knew Ding Chunqiu's abilities. This bald man  The old man actually claimed to be better than Ding Chunqiu, and he was not ashamed!

    Zuo Zimu and Xin Shuangqing were trembled by Ah Zi's smile. They naturally recognized the man's identity and whispered: "Master Wang, this man is Duan Muyuan, the cave master of Chiyan Cave in Hainan Island. He has very high martial arts skills."  !¡±

    The two of them also figured it out. It was too late to draw a clear line with Wang Zhen now. They had already boarded Wang Zhen's pirate ship. If Wang Zhen could frighten all the immortals, they would be safe and sound. If Wang Zhen was chopped into pieces and made into dumplings.  , they also have to feed the dog.

    "Girl, why are you laughing?" Duanmu Yuan said in a thoughtful tone.

    "I'm laughing at a bald frog, croaking at the sky! Haha." Ah Zi mocked.

    Duanmuyuan's face darkened, and he spit out a mouthful of phlegm with a "cough" sound.

    "Let you taste the saliva of our ancestors!" Duanmu Yuan shouted.

    Wang Zhen frowned as he saw this. The Five Dou Rice Magic Technique, known as "Return to Come", was somewhat similar to the Baihong Palm Power of Xiaoyao Sect's "Quizhi Ruyi".

    But there is a huge difference in demeanor. The latter is a graceful palm that can change directions, while the former is like a mouthful of sticky phlegm spinning around!

    Of course, this sticky phlegm is not simple. Not only is it very powerful, but it can also change direction midway. The most important thing is that it is nauseating!

    Even Wang Zhen was not willing to wait for it to get close and then bounce it away with a mirror, but instead waved a phantom rainbow palm power from a distance!

    When Duan Muyuan saw Wang Zhen take action, he sneered. He saw that the sticky phlegm turned around and avoided the path of the palm force. The person next to him who had something good to do was already shouting "Okay". At this moment, Wang Zhen used the magic rainbow palm force.  Unexpectedly, it was also a twist, and the sticky phlegm was just thrown into the mouth of the applauder (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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