Chapter 421

Wang Zheng looked at the frightened Tibetan Feng on the ground and drew his mouth slightly. He turned his head and looked at the weak Yuan Meng and asked in a low voice, "elder, you are too cruel to beat him out of his wits?"

Yuan Meng raised his eyebrows slightly. The elder behind him directly covered his face and didn't speak. He killed a hermit elder. This pot is not small. No one will feel good on his back.

"Did you see the fish just now?"

"I can swallow such huge star energy. What kind of creature is this? At least I haven't seen this kind of fish for so long!"

"It seems that Wang Zheng has indeed got the treasure of the astrolabe. It is said that the astrolabe has the ability to wander in the starry sky. Such a magical creature can only come from the astrolabe!"

Since they have determined that it is the treasure of the astrolabe, these elders do not intend to let go of the fish in Wang Zheng's hands.

"Wang Zheng, put down the fish in your hand!" six old antiques stood up at the same time and stared at the star fish in Wang Zheng's hand. Their internal Qi soared. When they saw Lin Yu and Gu Xiaoyuan, their eyebrows jumped wildly. Sure enough, as long as things came into contact with the star chart, these old antiques would lose their rationality.

Wang Zheng looked at the star fish in his hand and looked at the six old antiques discontentedly: "what's the hurry? The competition will not start until tomorrow. If you want to eat fish, please be early tomorrow."

"Eat?"

The elder stood behind and covered his face. This time he went down the mountain in person to stop Wang Zheng's absurd decision. The spirit fish that can accumulate spirit liquid finally became a dish of Chinese food. It hurts to think about it. If this kind of spirit fish can be brought back to the sect for large-scale cultivation, Beifeng mountain will definitely be the holy land for the cultivation of all foreign monks in the future, and other peak sects will be completely reduced to the bottom.

"Presumptuous, how can these good things be used for cooking? Wang Zheng, honestly hand over the treasure of the astrolabe, otherwise don't blame us old things for bullying you!"

Seeing that any thing in the horoscope treasure has such power, these old things can't suppress their greedy desire.

"Old bone, are you the younger generation who threatened me in front of the three of us when we didn't exist?" Shi Kuo looked at the six old antiques with a dignified face. Seriously, if Yuan Meng hadn't been injured before, maybe the three of them could block the six old antiques, but it's hard to say now. These old antiques have been hidden for so long, and they won't have less means than them.

Liu Zun, an old antique, stared at Shi Kuo and said in a cold voice, "we are all hidden elders. We should understand each other's situation. Wang Zheng took out the things so that we can talk about it. If not, don't blame us for not giving face!"

The faces of Shi Kuo and flood waterfall are not very good-looking, and what the other party said is actually no problem. Now the eight peak sects are in a very delicate balance, and there will never be a single family. The treasures in the astrolabe are very important, and it is impossible for them to give up in a few words.

"You all want the treasure of the astrolabe?" Wang Zheng looked up at some old antiques and asked with a smile.

"Wang Zheng, we will never treat you badly if we hand over the treasure!" Wang Zheng, a junior, asked to compare with the treasure in the astrolabe. Give Wang Zheng a promise, so that the gas source can be stepped down.

With a smile, Wang Zheng took the chart out of his arms and put it on the ground.

"What is this?" looking at the rusty and damaged astrolabe, the faces of the old antiques suddenly became very dissatisfied. In their view, Wang Zheng made it clear that he was teasing them.

"This is what I got. It's amazing. It's a magic weapon forged by the same vein of the astrolabe after thousands of years of sacrifice and practice. If any of you want it, take it."

"Are you challenging our bottom line? This kind of junk is sold everywhere." those old antiques look at Wang Zheng with a bad face. Even the eldest elder and Yuanmeng three respect old antiques smile bitterly. The appearance of this thing is really ugly. It's not a wise choice to deceive people.

"Lord astrolabe, they say you are a rotten iron." Wang Zheng bowed to the astrolabe, and the world changed color the next moment. There were bursts of violent energy fluctuations in the astrolabe, and the surrounding trees were directly uprooted. The wine gourd in the elder's hand waved violently and the wine spilled out, wrapping the whole villa to avoid being affected by the violent energy.

"Who said I was a rag!" a voice full of anger came out of the astrolabe, like a god of war who had slept for a long time. Every word contained incomparable dignity. I heard six old antiques sweating in cold sweat.

"Are people in the same vein of MMP's astrolabe mentally ill or deliberately cheating? Such a terrible magic weapon is made like rags!"

Soon, the spirit of the astrolabe condensed the entity with the help of the surrounding energy. When several old antiques stared at the spirit, they seemed to be in the vast starry sky. The majestic and irritable cosmic energy crazily tore their bodies and destroyed their souls. Although that feeling was only for a moment, it also made the six old antiques cold sweat, their legs soft, kneeling on the ground and shaking.

"This is an instrument spirit!" when they saw the instrument spirit coming out, the three of yuan and Meng also became dignified. The magic weapons with the instrument spirit are absolutely rare in the outside world. There are no more than two of the eight peak sects. This kind of things are enshrined, and the instrument spirit they had seen before is completely incomparable with the one in front of them. It is not a level thing at all.

"Boy, it's these six miscellaneous hairs who say I'm a piece of junk?" Qi Ling stared at the old antiques kneeling on the ground with disdain and anger in his tone. He heard that the six old antiques trembled even more.

Wang Zheng nodded respectfully. In fact, Wang Zheng's heart was about to blossom. It was a very troublesome thing to deal with the seven peak sects, so Wang Zheng colluded directly with Qi Ling to scare these sects. He thought he had to deal with only ordinary elders. Unexpectedly, all the old antiques came this time, and the effect was obviously too much better.

"Kill them all!" the understated words of the instrument Spirit fell into the ears of six old antiques. The soul was like being hit by lightning, and the brain was blank. The instrument spirit now mastered the incomplete universe, and the power may not be very good, but the majesty as the master of the universe was cultivated, and the old directors who were shocked by one word completely lost the courage to resist.

Seeing that the situation was almost the same, Wang Zheng hurried to say, "Lord Qi Ling, several elders only spoke wildly because they were competing for the glorious task of repairing you. Do you think you can let them go?"

Kill six hermit elders in one breath. Plus those killed by starfish before, seven hermit elders died in their own hands. Even one pulse of gas source can't protect themselves. He doesn't have this ability in the face of the anger of the seven peak sects and moving mountains.

"Hmm? Are they capable of repairing my injury?" Qi Ling's tone eased slightly and his eyes fell on Wang Zheng.

"Of course, these six represent the most influential sect in contemporary times. I can't help you with your injury. I believe they will be happy to help!" said Wang Zheng, glancing at the six respected antiques, and the six antiques nodded their heads in agreement.

"Well, very good. In that case, I'll write it down for the moment. If I can't repair it in the end, I'll calculate the new and old accounts together, boy. You should deal with them!" then the tool spirit disappeared.