Seeking the Way of Immortality

The powerful people in Xuanhuang Palace were a little confused at this time. When did such a young man with extraordinary skills appear in Xuanhuang Realm? Xuanhuang Palace did not receive any news at all.

"Bei Mingxuan, Bei Mingkong, give you two a chance." Wu Zheng smiled and looked at the two Bei Mingxuan brothers.

"I will not use my cultivation to fight with your brothers. If you win, I will let you go. If you lose, follow me back to the Xuanhuang Realm and see how I can destroy the Beiming Family." Wu Zheng The smile was bright, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.

"Presumptuous!" The gray-haired old man said in a deep voice, his face full of anger.

Wu Zheng snorted coldly, with a look of anger on his face, and the Ghost Pagoda suddenly appeared in his hand. In the blink of an eye, it hovered into the sky, turned into an ancient pagoda, and suppressed the gray-haired old man.

At the same time, Wu Zheng shouted: "Definitely!"

The Immobilization Technique was activated, and the Infinite Soul Spear suddenly shot out, hitting the old man's sea of ​​consciousness. The old man's body was immobilized, his soul was instantly severely injured, blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and the Pagoda Ghost Tower fell down extremely quickly.

The strong men around the old man were frightened and angry, and they all took action to fight against the pagoda.

At this moment, Wu Zheng used all his methods to demonstrate the power of the Pagoda Ghost Tower to its fullest. Even if he faced a powerful Emperor-level man, he was not afraid at all.

The soul that transcends the realm is by no means as simple as talking about it. Its terror can definitely make any strong person in the emperor realm feel intimidated.

When Peng Ju saw this, thousands of black gold flying feathers shot toward everyone like streams of light. The black gold flying feathers caused a sonic boom in the air, making the entire void tremble.

Peng Xuan looked at Peng Ju's black gold flying feathers with a solemn expression. The power on the black gold flying feathers was actually more powerful than what he, a powerful demon in the Emperor Realm, could exert.

Shizhao saw Peng raise his hand, and without thinking, the huge lion claws flashed with faint brilliance and killed a group of strong men from the Beiming family.

Although the gray-haired old man was rescued from the Pagoda by a group of strong men from the Beiming family, his breath was weak, as if he had been severely injured.

"Who are you?" The gray-haired old man stood firm and spoke in a hoarse voice.

Wu Zheng flicked his wrist, and the Ghost Pagoda slowly fell into his hands.

"Retreat quickly, I will forget the blame, otherwise, I will kill you without mercy!"

"you?"

"Wu Zheng, what kind of cultivation level do you have?" Bei Mingxuan said with a trembling voice, as if he was in a dream.

"you guess!"

"My lords, the two junior brothers are willing to fight with fellow Taoist Wu Zheng. The winner and loser are their destiny!" Bei Mingkong crossed Bei Mingxuan and spoke in a deep voice.

The gray-haired old man's eyes were about to burst. How could the brothers Bei Mingxuan and Bei Mingkong be able to compete with a strong man who could severely injure him when they met him.

There is no need to say more about the outcome. Even if Wu Zheng suppresses his cultivation and fights brothers Bei Mingxuan and Bei Mingkong purely with physical strength, the two of them have no chance of winning.

"I recognize you, you are the Palace Master of Zixiao Palace in the Wasteland of Ten Thousand Ghosts!" A strong man from other palaces spoke up, revealing Wu Zheng's identity in the underworld.

"Zixiao Palace in the Wasteland of Ten Thousand Ghosts, what a Zixiao Palace, I, the Beiming family, have taken note of it!" After the gray-haired old man learned about Wu Zheng's identity, he immediately fell to the ground and stopped interfering with the Beimingxuan brothers and Wu Zheng. fighting.

Seeing this, Pengju Pengxuan Shizhao also turned into a human body and landed next to Wu Zheng.

"If you, the Beiming family, can go to my Zixiao Palace to make trouble, I'm afraid you won't dare to go!" Wu Zhenghun said nonchalantly.

Zixiao Palace has Xuan Jun, the Shura Ghost Emperor, sitting in charge, and Chen Haoran, the emperor who specializes in carving ghost cultivators, is here. If the Beiming family dares to go, they will suffer.

"Hmph." The gray-haired old man snorted, but didn't say much.

Wu Zheng no longer paid attention to the gray-haired old man and others, but turned to look at the two Bei Mingxuan brothers: "Let's go together or one by one?"

Bei Mingxuan snorted coldly, and the whole body Devouring Law was activated, and the Infinite Ghost Domain turned into a domain, with Bei Mingxuan as the center, spreading in a radius of about one mile.

At the same time, Bei Mingkong was not idle. Seeing Wu Zheng's fearless appearance, Bei Mingkong unfolded the Netherworld Ghost Realm without any hesitation, and activated the Devouring Law immediately.

"Wu Zheng, be careful." Yin Mengyao reminded him solemnly.

"It doesn't matter."

After speaking, Wu Zheng punched out with such terrifying force that the void trembled. Before Bei Mingxuan could react, he was directly hit into the ground.

Bei Mingkong arrived first, and in a flash, he appeared behind Wu Zheng. Wu Zheng twisted his waist and whipped Bei Mingkong away like a wild python flicking its tail.

With one punch and one kick, the two strong men in the Ghost Lord Realm lost the power to resist!

"Fellow Daoist Wu, please give my Beiming family some face and let them go." The gray-haired old man said in a deep voice.

"The Beiming family's face? It's worthless!"

After speaking, Wu Zheng shot two Tai Chi Yin and Yang Talisman with his right hand. The Tai Chi Yin and Yang Talisman penetrated into the sea of ​​energy in Bei Mingxuan and Bei Mingkong's Dantian, instantly imprisoning the two brothers' cultivation.

Pengju stepped forward, picked up Brother Bei Mingxuan like a chicken, and stuffed it into the space treasure with shaking hands.

"Wu Zheng, you have to know the price of doing this!" The gray-haired old man was shaking with rage, his eyes blazing with anger.

"cost?"

Wu Zheng flashed, the power of space spread all over his body, and he appeared next to Tuya in an instant. Before the strong man beside Tuya could react, Tuya was killed by Wu Zheng on the spot, without even leaving his soul behind.

"you?"

"What, have you forgotten how you bullied Xuanhuang Palace just now? Do you want me to go to Yaling Palace for a stroll now?" Wu Zheng asked nonchalantly.

"What a Xuanhuang Palace, what a Zixiao Palace, wait for you!" After speaking, the strong man turned around and left with the graffitied corpse.

"Let's go too!" The gray-haired old man looked at Wu Zheng fiercely.

Since Beiming Xuan and Beiming Kong are not dead, there is still a chance. It is undoubtedly a foolish dream to capture the people of the Beiming family and want to leave the underworld safely.

Wu Zheng is a free man and can go wherever he wants, but he can't leave Zixiao Palace or Xuanhuang Palace. As long as Wu Zheng dares to pat his butt and leave, there will be no place for Xuanhuang Palace in Wanjie City in the future.

The Zixiao Palace in the Wangui Wasteland will also be in trouble!

Wu Zheng naturally knows what the Yaling clan and the Beiming family are planning. Since he dares to cause trouble in Wanjie City, he will naturally not be afraid.

Fengdu Emperor and others told him that Liu Qian and Yin Mengyao were in trouble in Wanjie City. Isn't it because they hope Wu Zheng can muddy the waters of the underworld!

Wu Zheng is not worried about Xuanhuang Palace. Xuanhuang Palace is not as simple as it seems on the surface. It's just that some old guys are unwilling to take action.

Even with the dominant position of the Beiming Family in the underworld, they dare not really compete with Xuanhuang Palace. Only young people like Tuhua who don't know the depth dare to speak without restraint.