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In the vast semi-material and semi-energy fairyland attached to the old land, Zheng Yuantian was almost killed, and his body was tattered, like a piece of porcelain covered with cracks.
At the very least, four people had secretly attempted to kill him, all of them pretending to be the leader of the Nether Blood Cult, which made him very angry and furious.
The leader of the Netherblood Cult was very happy at first, but when he saw that someone really was impersonating him to target Zheng Yuantian, he became unhappy again. He became a professional scapegoat.
In particular, he looked into the distance and saw five Nether Blood Cult leaders fighting for the Free Boat!
He was so angry that he was fuming. He was everywhere in the sky and on the ground. It seemed that he was the protagonist of this world and was almost performing a one-man show.
If this treasure was really taken away by some old villain, and he was the one who had to bear the consequences and be targeted by others, wouldn't that be an unjust death?
He quickly joined the melee and fought for the Xiaoyao Boat. Then, Liexian saw that many Netherblood Cult masters were fighting with him, it was very lively!
At the critical moment, Hengjun took action again and helped Zheng Yuantian resist the golden scroll, otherwise he would be in real danger.
But precisely because of this, without the defense of the treasure, the Xiaoyao Boat blurred from the void, and then with a whoosh, it appeared on the horizon, successfully breaking through and flying away.
Whoosh whoosh!
Several "Underworld Blood Cult Patriarchs" and Hengjun immediately chased after him, especially Hengjun, who looked a little unhappy and regretted helping Zheng Yuantian.
Zheng Yuantian's face turned bitter. He didn't know whether he should be glad that those people had gone away, or feel helpless after losing Hengjun's care.
He sighed, dragging his severely damaged body, and once again fought against the golden scroll alone, trying to cultivate the body of a demon king in the desperate situation of life and death.
"Who am I? I can easily devour Zheng Yuantian, who possesses extraordinary talent. My true body is even more powerful than you can imagine. How could I die?"
"If it weren't for your wild guesses, I would have almost forgotten who I am. In this life, I am destined to create a new world in the extraordinary realm and reshape myths!"
He suppressed his emotions, and his low voice echoed in the land of fate. He wanted to live, to rise up, to defy the will of heaven, and no one could stop him.
Of course, he was also feeling regretful and bitter. The treasure appeared above his territory. If nothing had happened, he would have been in peak condition. If he had attacked with his demon fetus, which he never showed to anyone, he might have really been able to obtain the treasure, the Xiaoyao Boat!
It has to be said that Zheng Yuantian, who was emitting demonic light at this time, was very strong. When he was on the verge of death, he temporarily resisted the golden scroll, and he was still refining the body of the Demon King, so there was a possibility of success!
An hour later, those people came back with great regret, apparently they had lost the Xiaoyao Boat. One by one, the "Underworld Blood Cult Patriarchs" left.
Hengjun also came back and immediately helped Lao Zheng to block the golden scroll. He said, "The new covenant is crude and will only entangle you for a day at most before it dissipates. I will help you block it."
He was very regretful. Although he had the treasure in hand and had all the advantages, he still could not get the second treasure after several attempts.
"Is it really fate that I can only get one at most? No one in the world can bear the consequences of having two treasures in one person?" Hengjun sighed, feeling unwilling.
If the two treasures really fell into his hands, even if the extraordinary winter night came, he would have the confidence and enough faith to fight against it!
"Thank you for your protection, Brother Dao!" Zheng Yuantian showed a look of gratitude. He knew that he was fine and could survive this catastrophe.
At the same time, he did not give up on refining the Demon King's Dharma body. Next time, he could borrow the Demon King's body to go to the human world to fulfill his wish!
In the distance, in a huge city, Wang Xuan wondered, was it really because of his knocking on the health-preserving furnace that the Free and Easy Boat was attracted?
If you look at it this way, it is somewhat surprising that there is an unfathomable connection between several treasures. Each treasure represents a super mythical civilization and is the result of their hard work.
"Let's try again. We can't let Old Zheng catch his breath. Even if we don't kill him completely, we have to torture him until he is half dead!" Wang Xuan decided to try again.
Then, in the bustling city, amid the crowds of people, he calmly knocked on the furnace lid to verify whether there would really be another treasure.
Soon after, the lid of the health-preserving furnace pulsated, as if it was sending messages to the outside world in a way that was difficult for extraordinary people to understand!
This made Wang Xuan's heart tremble. The civilization behind these treasures was extremely mysterious, and the fruits of his labor of love were not as quiet as he imagined.
He stopped quickly, fearing that someone would notice something was wrong here.
Not long after, a dazzling sword light cut through the sky and earth, splitting the void of the world where Zheng Yuantian was located. The sword light was unparalleled, illuminating the past and the present.
"The Sword of the Human World...it actually appeared as well, and it is still on the territory of Immortal Ancestor Zheng!" The immortals were shocked, their eyes were burning, but no one dared to fight for it.
However, the real owner, Zheng Yuantian, was startled and his whole body trembled. He was not excited but a little scared.
He thought that this was not a good thing. He had just experienced this. In his current state, he would not be able to obtain the treasure and might even be killed.
As expected, Hengjun immediately abandoned him and let the golden scroll descend and hit him. Old Zheng was still refining the Demon King's Dharma Body and was not ready at all. He screamed and his body shattered.
At the same time, the "Underworld Blood Cult Patriarchs" came back again. While fighting for the treasure, someone also hit him hard, causing Zheng Yuantian to explode.
"I...!" Old Zheng was miserable. Seeing the treasure appearing out of nowhere, he was truly terrified.
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