Earth continent, the bright space with galaxies.

Zhang Kuang sat cross-legged in nothingness, as stable as if there was a thousand-year-old rock under his body. His long dark green hair was windless, and a faint smile was hanging on the corner of his mouth, as if he had received great joy and great relief in his practice.

His eyelids shook slightly for a moment, as if he felt some fluctuations below, and then opened his eyes: "Ma Xingkong... The boss is really capable of making great efforts. It took only one month to completely disperse and integrate the two major human forces. Although the Chinese on both sides still have some cognitive differences, as time goes by, these small problems will be automatically eliminated."

Now recalling his fierce and domineering methods, he shook his head with a smile on his lips, as if he had jumped out of the room and analyzed his past self from a higher level.

"How can there be such a versatile talent in this world who is good at fighting, politics, art, cooking, and medical skills? This is completely unreasonable..."

Because of Wang Gan and Zhou Yu's second wave of sporting plans, Ma Xingkong was not as quiet as before. The short period of time spent more than a month, Zhang Kuang discovered many of the strengths and advantages of this new "boss", and he couldn't help but be shocked in his heart.

He didn't know that if there was no such thing as a wish coin in this world, Ma Xingkong was also a person who could only use his fists to reason.

As if he felt some unknown threat, Zhang Kuang stood up suddenly and coldly focused his eyes on the area two or three meters ahead. His voice was as cold as ice: "You dare to sneak into such a close place. Do you look down on me or want to die?"

Slap sex.

A man in a white scholarly uniform appeared out of thin air. He had a faint smile on his face. While applauding, he said: "Not bad, it's true that he is the peak figure in the Little Thousand World of Space Transformation. Lan Ji, this time he made a bet. You won."

Hearing his words, a young woman wearing bone armor suddenly appeared two or three meters beside Zhang Kuang, and said with a serious expression: "Jun Mochou, the realm of magical powers cannot be hidden from him. Moreover, this person's murderous intent has been in his life, so I feel like I have a boiling murderous intent. I am afraid that I have reached the spiritual realm of the legendary "Immortals descend and fragrance is left in the room". Don't underestimate him."

The immortals come and leave fragrance all over the room. The fragrance here does not mean the real fragrance, but a spiritual thought. Every frown, sadness and joy of the peak powerhouse with Tongxuan’s cultivation will cause the same feeling of the creatures around you. The same belief and emotion expressed by sentient beings at the same moment is the so-called “scent.”

This is a realm that only strong people who have reached the peak of the Little Thousand World will touch, and she can't help but be solemn.

"Hmm? It's really like this! OK, OK. OK! I didn't expect that on a whim, I could meet such a peak powerful man. Ma Xingkong. If it weren't for the different positions, I would sit down with you and have a drink."

Jun Mochou, dressed in white, still had a faint smile on his face, his emotions seemed to be not affected at all, his whole body was loose and he had no fighting posture at all, but the random swaying book in his hand put great pressure on Zhang Kuang.

"He treats me as his boss? Yes, there is a high chance that a peak powerhouse can be produced in every hundred and thousands of worlds. They come to Earth just to find a boss, and it's nothing to recognize the wrong person. However, this book is a weapon formed by his natal world, and it is full of conspiracy and deceit, so it should not be underestimated."

Zhang's upper dantian was slightly thundering, and Cangyue's fairy sword was ready to go. He raised his sword eyebrows slightly, and a military spike-like object that was more than 30 centimeters long and as dark as ink appeared on his hand. It looked ordinary and had nothing special, but it was no more intimidating than the book in Jun Mochou's hand.

If the old owner of the Thorn Rose Wand Shop in Ma Xingkong and Fantasy Wizard World sees this object, he will immediately recognize it, because this is the magic wand. Flame and Yellow Thorn.

It can be said that in this moment, Zhang Kuang stimulated his potential to the extreme and could burst out his unprecedented strong attack at any time.

Seeing Zhang Kuang's actions, Lan Ji's pair of slender fingers carved from blue jade suddenly changed. It was covered with silver-white inscription formations, mysterious and complex, and extremely beautiful, like a real work of art, making people unable to touch it, but there was a smell of a cold and cold ghost creature on it, which made people feel chilling.

Zhang Kuang did not take action, because his move could certainly result in serious injury or even death from a person, but he would also be killed by another person at the same time.

Jun Mochou casually shook the book transformed from his natal world in his hand. Lan Ji stared at her hands with a cold expression, as if there were flowers on it. Because Zhang Kuang's combat power made them a little afraid of being thrown into the mouse, they did not take the initiative to attack, but wanted to use strong pressure to expose Zhang Kuang's flaws and then exterminate with one blow.

He was looked at by two peak powerful men from the small thousand worlds with murderous eyes at the same time. Even though his arrogance reached the level of soul projection with the help of the treasure of luck, he felt very unbearable. Although there was no change in appearance, the huge pressure made the Nascent Soul, which represented the support of the natal world in his lower dantian, begin to tremble slightly. This tremor doesn't matter, and the flame and yellow thorns condensed from the natal world also tend to decompose.

Seeing this change, the smile on Jun Mochou's face suddenly disappeared, and he suddenly raised the book in his hand, and was about to explode.

But the next moment, a thick and blood-colored pillar that ran across the sky appeared between him and Zhang Kuang. A wild smell of blood and fire filled the vacuum, domineeringly dispelling the deceitful aura on the book and the smell of cold ghosts on the jade hand.

Feeling this sudden strange aura, the coldness on Jun Mochou's face disappeared instantly, and a smile reappeared, and the book with a deceitful aura was also held again by him.

"What a strong domineering and spiritual power! Although I, Lan Ji, dare not say that I have traveled all over the world, I have wandered out of hundreds of thousands of world spaces and have countless views, but I have only encountered two or three existences that can match you. I dare to ask, who are you?"

Lan Ji's eyes moved away from her hands. When she raised her head, she saw a pair of dark eyes that were as dark as ink but surrounded by a golden aperture. It was mysterious, deep and majestic, making people involuntarily feel obsessed with dependence.

Her mind was shocked and she silently moved back to the phantom of consciousness in the upper dantian, freeing herself from the other party's shock.

As if feeling the changes in Lan Ji's body, Ma Xingkong took his eyes back from Jun Mochou, glanced at the blue-skinned beauty in bone armor for a while, and then slowly spoke: "I changed my 48 bodies and lived in total for nearly 300,000 years, and I have been invincible in many small worlds. Have you never carefully investigated your opponent when you were on the mission?"

Although his tone was calm and gentle, he hit Lan Ji's heart word by word, which shocked her heart and all the dead souls emerged.

"Who are you!"

Lan Ji's pair of patterned jade hands were intertwined on her chest, her eyes were cold. She originally thought that this time she was just a little guy who had just advanced from a low-level plane to an intermediate plane to wipe out a lucky little guy, but unexpectedly, she attracted an old monster who was obviously well-versed in history and had outstanding knowledge.

She felt now as if she was a top assassin who was on a mission to assassinate the village chief in a remote village, but she found that there was an assassin king protecting the other party, and her heart was filled with a ridiculous feeling.

"Who am I? Haha..."

Ma Xingkong did not answer directly. A ring inlaid with green cat-eye gems appeared in his hand, and his other hand gently mattes it on it.

He keenly captured the green cat-eye ring with nano-level words representing "Seventeen". Lan Ji's pupils instantly contracted into a dangerous needle-shaped shape. The Nascent Soul on the lower abdomen suddenly trembled and fluctuated. The natal world had some unstable tendency. The silver pattern on the blue jade hands vibrated, hazy and beautiful.

"The Snake God Ring No. 17 originally belonged to Saitoan! You are Ma Xingkong!"

The village chief suddenly transformed into the world's top king of assassin. Not only did she feel strange, but even the silent Jun Mochou felt a little disbelief.

Peak strong people may appear in low-level or even intermediate planes, but unless a person with a great figure in the upper world personally provides help, it is absolutely impossible to give birth to a critical strong person. This is the law of the universe and the law of heaven.

And Ma Xingkong, a guy who is not supported by a great figure in the upper world and is humble from the second generation, is even better than Lan Ji in terms of mental power. This is simply incredible!

Looking at Ma Xingkong standing beside him, Zhang Kuang felt a sense of peace in his heart for no reason, and the tremor of the Nascent Soul stopped. The natal world returned to its stability, and the imitation of the flame and yellow thorns in his hand also became dark and hard, flashing with a bright and round luster.

"Lan Ji, we have the support of the snake god, what are you afraid of him doing!"

Feeling the changes in Lan Ji's body, Jun Mochou shouted suddenly. He is now a grasshopper on the same rope as this blue-skinned beauty. One side is weak, and both of them are very likely to be beaten to death. Although the peak powerhouses in the Little Thousand World have begun to cultivate their minds and suppress their inner demons, it does not mean that they are weak and incompetent. On the contrary, they are all cruel and ruthless people. Jun Mochou doesn't want to place his life on the mercy of the enemy.

After being reminded by someone, Lan Ji suddenly woke up. She communicated with an unknown place through the divine ring in her hand. A stream of invisible and qualitative divine power from the upper realm flowed down, making her consciousness projection become much solidified and solid, and even brought a faint purple light. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to (.) vote for recommendations, monthly votes, and your support is my greatest motivation.)
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