Chapter 627 (1/2)

Saints are strong and weak. Among the Seven Saints, Nuwa is the weakest. There is no doubt about this.

Now there are 31 saints, and the one in front of him is the weakest one. The reason why he captured the two are the most precious treasures of defense. Zhang Jin's target is very simple. His attack is absolutely enough, but if his defense is only an Eastern bell, it will not work.

The Ming Zun with three flowers on his head in front of him is definitely a strong enemy. Especially the other party still enters the Tao by killing. His men don't know how much blood they have stained and how rich their combat experience is. Therefore, Zhang Jin is bound to make all preparations at this time.

All goals are to deprive each other of their Hongmeng purple Qi.

Oh

After understanding the meaning of Zhang Jin's middle finger, Ming Zun disdained to smile. The momentum of the saint suddenly appeared. It seemed silent, but everything around him was crumbling and turning into fly ash at a speed visible to the naked eye, even if it was the site where the saint was killed.

Zhang Jin stood there silently, as if he had not been affected by anything. He just looked at the Ming Zun in front of him calmly, grinned and said, ”it seems that your momentum has no impact on me.”

”Otherwise, how can I call you strong.”

Ming Zun also saw that he had regained the spirit of a saint, and all that had just collapsed mysteriously recovered at this time, as if everything had just happened, but it was an illusion.

Only Zhang Jin knows that it's not an illusion at all, not the intention of Ming Zun. Maybe everything here will completely collapse, and there is no suspense at all.

”So, now do you cherish talent, or do you want to kill me?”

”The latter!”

Ming Zun smiled and said, ”you are qualified to let me fight happily!”

The talking mingzun, carrying the silver long knife, rushed towards Zhang Jinfei. Seeing the attacking mingzun, Zhang Jin didn't move.

This admiration made mingzun a little surprised. With a knife eye, he split Zhang Jin's forehead, and his knife was directed at the Eastern Emperor clock.

After all, mingzun doesn't believe that Zhang Jin has no power to fight back. Moreover, he cares more about the Donghuang bell above Zhang Jin.

This is the Eastern imperial bell, which can be called one of the three most important defense treasures of chaos together with the Tai Chi diagram of the orthodox first sage, the Supreme Lord Lao Jun, and the xuanhuang pagoda. Moreover, it is also the gate of heaven. With him, you can go wherever you want in the future. It is simply an invincible existence.

Therefore, in the eyes of Ming Zun at this time, the Donghuang bell has become his private property.

Dang!

As like as two peas of a broken voice came, the little retreating emperor looked at him with amazed eyes, and he was just like Zhang Jin. He was holding his poking sword and stopped his attack, and stood there proudly, watching him coldly.

”Oh?”

Ming Zun was a saint in the end. He saw the origin of benevolence at a glance and said in amazement: ”you cut three corpses!”

Beheading three corpses to prove the Tao is basically what all saints have to do in the later stage. However, as the weakest saint, the current mingzun has not realized the Tao of beheading three corpses. Otherwise, he will not use his idea to experience life in the secular world.

Therefore, now Ming Zun is so surprised at Zhang Jin's cutting three corpses. It's incredible.

How is it possible to be called Pang man? Besides, this boy is still an extraterritorial demon. It was the stars that flew up from the sea.

”Yes!”

Zhang Jin laughed and said, ”surprised? I'm not surprised at all, am I? Evil thoughts, ID!”