The next moment, Zhang Sanfeng suddenly opened his eyes, and beside him, there was a bright brilliance rising. A series of figures stepped out of it.


    "What?" Yu Lianzhou looked slightly changed. With his cultivation, we can''t see how these people appear.


    "Second younger martial brother, don''t panic," song Yuanqiao quickly calmed down. "You see, master is not surprised by their appearance... They should be acquaintances."


    The other seven swordsmen of Wudang realized this and immediately relieved themselves.


    "Is this Mr. Zhang Sanfeng''s world?" Song Que''s voice was calm. Then he saw the seven swordsmen of Wudang in the distance, and his eyes coagulated for a moment.


    The strong, the unquestioned strong.


    Although the other party''s senses are different from the Wulin masters in their world, they don''t have the feeling that their state of mind is perfect after reaching a certain level of cultivation... But their internal power is too strong. If they really fight with the masters of their world, the outcome is unpredictable.


    Remembering the contents discussed in the previous parliament, song Ke took a meaningful look at Zhang Sanfeng. The way of new martial arts?


    "Ladies and gentlemen," Zhang Sanfeng arched his hands to the people in front of him in a sincere voice, "then I will sacrifice to heaven... If anything happens, please bear it more."


    "What should be done." Huang Rong responded seriously.


    After a pause, Zhang Sanfeng looked at No. 9, which was full of gorgeous brilliance, "it''s you again... No. 9, please."


    "Don''t worry." Su Han was calm and gentle. But it was this sentence that made Zhang Sanfeng smile with relief for a moment, and turned to the altar without hesitation.


    He closed his eyes and began to formally use the altar to communicate.


    The altar began to shake, and one Rune after another rose to glory. Zhang Sanfeng''s temperament suddenly became vast and broad.


    Unlike Ying Zheng''s Imperial Majesty, Zhang Sanfeng''s breath is ethereal and detached, just like breaking the void at any time, incarnating into heaven and man and ranking in the immortal class.


    "Master." Zhang Cuishan subconsciously exclaimed. He subconsciously felt that his master was about to rise.


    "My God," song Yuanqiao couldn''t keep calm and his eyes were straight. "Is it true that master has achieved great merit and virtue this time and wants to return to heaven and become emperor Zhenwu?"


    He subconsciously glanced at the rear of many Wudang disciples. There were other famous and decent disciples there. They were also stunned at the scene. "No wonder master brought Wudang and other... Well, the disciples of other sects who are called foreign students by master."


    Poison Island Yazi clenched the samurai sword and covered it with armed color. Her eyebrows were locked and her voice was a little confused. "My seeing and hearing color was observed with all my strength... I always felt strange, but I didn''t notice anything wrong."


    "I thought I was the only one, so do you?" Huang Rong thought thoughtfully and wondered on her face, "so where is the enemy?"


    "There will always be," Gu xun''er looked calm and unhurried on the surface, but actually completely drove the fighting spirit in his body. "Everything could happen before Mr. Zhang Sanfeng finished the sacrifice."


    Jiujianxian took his time, took another sip of wine and muttered, "you can''t drink in Parliament... It''s really uncomfortable."


    Su Han looked serious, and he felt wrong about what he saw and heard, but he couldn''t find out where the enemy was


    This is very wrong.


    After all, poison Island children may not have high cultivation of seeing and hearing color, but Su Han''s seeing and hearing color has been capped, and their spiritual cultivation has increased.


    "It seems that we need to use some extra means." Su Han narrowed his eyes, communicated with the fog space through the fog portal in his mind, and used the observation authority of the fog space. Then he understood a lot.


    The terrible and gorgeous brilliance erupted from him, and his palm condensed a round of hammer out of thin air, which was Haotian hammer. At the same time, nine soul rings rose behind him, emitting blood red light.


    "Poop, cough." jiujianxian saw this scene, and the wine almost gushed out, but even if she reluctantly drank it, she coughed violently. He stared at the scene in front of him with a dull look.


    "Are you?" poison Island Yazi was also stunned. She recognized the hammer in Su Han''s hand, but said she couldn''t understand it.


    What''s the matter with the nine hundred thousand year soul rings behind you? Haotian hammer may be given No. 9 by the chairman of the Council, but even if it is given together with the Soul Ring... How can these soul rings become 100000 years upward? I can''t understand.


    "Nothing," said Su Han quietly. "It''s just a transformation within the scope allowed by the rules."


    Poison Island child''s mouth twitches. What''s the allowable range of the rules? It turns out that the 100000 year old soul ring can be transformed at will... Thinking of the scarcity of the 100000 year old soul ring in Douluo mainland, she doesn''t know what to say.


    "Also, the enemy is coming." at the moment when Su Han''s words fell, a terrible sense of oppression came from the distance.


    The sky is full of lightning and thunder, dark clouds, but there is no rain, which is suffocating.


    "What happened?" Yu Lianzhou was pale. He felt he was suffocating.


    The void before him was twisted, and a monk in a monk''s robe appeared out of thin air. His smooth head and cheeks are painted black, with a strange smile on his face, and his cassock is also painted black.


    His voice was solemn, "poor monk Cheng Kun, see you."


    "Hunyuan thunderbolt hand Cheng Kun?" Jiu Jianxian suddenly opened his mouth. His face was stunned and incomprehensible. "How could it be him? And... Why is his breath so strong."


    Jiujianxian felt a great sense of threat from the person in front of him, almost suffocating. This is a very incredible thing.


    "Because now he is no longer the original Cheng Kun." Su Han''s words are calm. He narrates the facts he observed through the fog space. "Now he... Is a half formed acquired evil god."


    "Before, Cheng Kun''s consciousness went to another martial arts world, and then he obtained a trace of evil divinity and continued to integrate. Finally, he completely devoured and destroyed the martial arts world... He should have used this to make himself truly become the evil god after tomorrow, but the end of his journey through the past is only his soul, and the body after his journey is not his."


    "Originally, he also had a solution, such as giving up his body completely... However, it happened that Zhang Sanfeng''s sacrifice to the world of relying on heaven to kill dragons was like revealing his coordinates... Plus the people who were originally the world, Cheng Kun returned with the trend."


    Su Han''s voice was not urgent or slow. "His soul now can be regarded as an acquired evil god... Even if he was dragged down by his body, he is now half an acquired evil god, even if he chose to break away from another low martial arts world... Incarnation evil god is also the weakest one."


    Su Han stared at Cheng Kun across the street with great interest. He felt a little lucky.


    "Next, Cheng Kun just needs to swallow Zhang Sanfeng and the world... So that his flesh can keep up with his soul. Reluctantly, take off the hat of the weakest evil god?"