Thunder Martial

Back in the core city, nothing has changed here, the city is still lively, and core disciples can be seen everywhere.

It's just that with the appearance of Zichen, some riots appeared in the originally lively city.

Zi Chen didn't care about this, and walked towards the teleportation array.

Along the way, many people pointed and pointed at him, and there were many discussions.

Returning to the world of Tianwu, because the world is surrounded by a sea of ​​thunder, the aura of heaven and earth here has become more intense.

Zichen fell down, looking at Qiaolina who was directing others in the crowd.

Her long hair was tied into a ponytail, her clothes were smart, and she came and went like the wind.

It's just that Zichen noticed that Qiaolina's brows were full of lingering sorrow.

Soon, Qiaolina saw Zi Chen, her eyes lit up, a happy smile appeared on her face, and the lingering sadness between her brows also dissipated a little at this time.

"Why did you come back so early?"

Qiao Lina looked at Zi Chen and said unexpectedly: "Isn't it ten years?"

Zi Chen smiled and said: "The harvest was good, so I came back early."

Jolina's beautiful eyes lit up, and she immediately asked, "How's the result?"

Zi Chen said with a smile: "Don't worry, I guarantee you will be satisfied."

This time he got a lot of resources, if Jolina was only used to attract popularity, it would be more than enough.

"Jolina, my young master told you to go there immediately!"

A strong voice suddenly sounded.

Zi Chen turned his head and saw a man walking towards this side with a haughty expression on his face.

"My lord is already impatient waiting in the tree palace. If you don't decide on the ownership of this world, then just wait for your demise!"

The man came up close, his voice indifferent.

Zi Chen looked at Qiao Lina again, with a questioning expression on his face.

Jolena said: "A guy who came out of nowhere,

Extremely difficult to deal with, he threatened to take a fancy to this world and want to take it for himself. "

Zi Chen was very surprised to hear this.

There is someone trying to plot his world, don't they know his identity?

"His attitude is very tough. He is in the tree hall at the moment. I can't stop him even if I think about it. He is completely acting like a master."

Zi Chen frowned slightly, and said to the impatient Holy Spirit: "I'll go and see with you."

"Who are you?" The other party turned his head and stared at Zi Chen coldly.

Zi Chen pointed to his feet and said, "This is my world."

The other party's pupils shrank, and he lost his voice: "You are Zichen, are you still alive?"

A sneer appeared at the corner of Zi Chen's mouth, "It seems that you also know that this is my world, now I'm curious, who is the identity of your young master, who dares to come to my world."

This world belongs to Zichen, if he wants to know everything that happened here, he only needs one thought.

The next moment, he stood outside the tree hall and walked towards the main hall.

The fragrance of tea came from the hall.

A handsome young man was sitting there drinking tea, and beside him were two stunning maids who were pressing his shoulders.

The clothes of the two are very revealing, and the mountains in front of them are steep, and they are ready to come out.

The young man glanced sideways at Zi Chen who came in, raised his eyebrows slightly: "What are you, who let you in?"

The two stunning maids glanced at Zi Chen, their eyes suddenly lit up, they all cast winking eyes at him, trembling slightly.

Zi Chen went to sit opposite the young man, ignoring the ups and downs of the second daughter, he poured himself a cup of tea, and said lightly: "I should ask you this question, who gave you the courage to sit on my in the hall?"

"So, you are that short-lived ghost named Zi Chen?"

The other party narrowed his eyes, and there was a chill in his eyes.

Zi Chen took a sip of tea lightly, the fragrance of the tea overflowed in his mouth immediately, and even the spiritual power in his body seemed to be a little more active, he put down the teacup and said: "For the sake of this cup of tea, I don't Kill you, take your people with you immediately, and get the hell out of here!"

"Kill me, you are so brave!"

With a bang, the young man stood up against the table and stared at Zi Chen coldly, "A mere guy who relies on the Holy Master to become a core disciple dares to speak out in front of this young master, he is looking for death!"

In the next moment, a strong aura surged from the opponent's body.

This guy of unknown origin turned out to be a five-star holy spirit.

Zi Chen was a little surprised.

At this moment, he felt a strong murderous intent surging out from the other party's body, and then came straight to him.

Feeling this breath, Zi Chen's expression changed, and the hand that had just picked up the teacup trembled slightly.

This aura was very similar to the spirit-killing skill he felt when he fought against Tuohua in the holy battlefield. It had a natural suppression effect on spiritual power, and made him feel a kind of fear from the bottom of his heart.

However, Zi Chen's expression didn't change much because he had sensed it a long time ago. Looking at the young man who released his breath at this moment, he curled his lips and said, "It's just five stars. I want to know who gave you the courage."

"How can it be?"

Seeing Zi Chen who was so calm, the young man's face changed drastically, and he looked at him in disbelief.

"The tea is good, I accept it with a smile, you can go away."

Zi Chen poured himself a second cup of tea again, "Don't blame me for not reminding you, if there is another time, you will die!"

"Impossible, how could this be?"

The young man looked at the innocent Zi Chen, and couldn't believe his eyes at all. This move was taught to him by his elder brother. Although it was only used to bluff people, it was tried and tested repeatedly. How could it become like this today?

"Hmph, I must have been scared stupid."

The young man thought to himself, but seeing Zi Chen's calm appearance, no matter how he looked at it, he didn't think he was a fool.

"Do you know who I am?" The young man stared at Zi Chen and said coldly.

"The tea is almost finished, if you don't leave, you will have no chance." Zi Chen responded lightly.

"Don't think that it's great to have the support of the Holy One behind you. Let me tell you, this young master comes from the Lei Zheng family, and this young master is called Lei Zhenghongfang!"

The young man named Lei Zhenghongfang said again.

Zichen's eyes fluctuated. Although after coming to Lei Clan, he hardly asked about world affairs, but he also knew some top families of Lei Clan.

For example, this Lei Zheng family is definitely one of the top forces, because its ancestor, Lei Zheng, is a saint.

Looking at the silent Zichen, Lei Zhenghong said proudly: "Although I haven't entered the core city yet, in front of me, all the core disciples must lower their stance to me. Today, this young master takes a fancy to you. The world is giving you face, it is a great blessing."

Zi Chen glanced at Lei Zheng, "The five-star holy spirit has not entered the core city, and you have no chance to become a core disciple. Speaking of which, you are just a waste. As for my city, how can you, a waste, be used to show face? !"

"At first, I wanted to let you live. Since you are so ignorant, don't blame me for being rude."