Chapter 712

Without saying a word, Wang Zheng's old voice continued: "I feel the taste of the original form God from your excellency. If you are willing to give me the origin of the original form God, I can tell you where the other original form God is."

"White wolf with empty hands? Do you think I'm an idiot?" Wang Zheng looked at the withered bone disdainfully.

"Please don't get me wrong. I'm transforming now and can't do anything. As long as you are willing to give me the source, there will be more benefits to you when my transformation is completed."

Wang Zheng was wondering whether to help this old thing. This old thing can refine himself into a form God. He must have a high position in the East Island family. He must know where the original form God is, but this guy is as cunning as a fox. Wang Zheng didn't want to capsize in the gutter. After thinking for a long time, Wang Zheng continued to say: "The source can give you, but it's just a piece of news, which can't compare with the source of the original type God. So many Dongdao people outside will always know the whereabouts of the original type God."

The old voice was silent for a long time before he said, "I am willing to give you the artifact of suppression of my Dongdao family."

"Artifact?" Wang Zheng's contempt for the island country has disappeared since he saw the primitive God of tsmu. Although the country is small, there are many good things. What can be called artifact should not be ordinary.

"Take it out first." Wang Zheng said calmly.

"The artifact is sealed in the ancestral hall of Dongdao family. There is the seal of my Dongdao family's blood on it. You take the artifact. When I get the origin and transform into a form God, I will naturally help you release the seal."

Wang Zheng smiled: "don't get these empty ones for me. Don't want the origin unless you solve the seal." the old thing still wants to cover the white wolf with empty hands. Although Wang Zheng doesn't want to be an idiot, he doesn't want to be treated as an idiot.

"Good!" the old voice agreed directly without hesitation.

Wang Zheng left the house with a flash. After a moment of Kung Fu, Wang Zheng came in with a black sword with a length of 1.45 meters, the body of the sword was dark, and the handle was painted with ferocious beasts.

"Please excuse me, sir. There will be some visions when unsealing." Wang Zheng threw his sword to the ground and walked aside.

"Woo woo." As soon as Wang Zhenggang walked away, a large amount of black gas rose from the dead bones. Countless struggling hands of resentful souls drilled out of the black gas and grabbed the black sword. The next moment, the black sword glittered. Those struggling hands were annihilated in an instant. I don't know how many arms in the black gas disappeared and appeared one after another. Soon, the black sword was raised and the dead eyebrows were in my heart Suddenly there appeared a sign in the shape of gossip, in which a drop of blood floated out and fell into the black sword.

"Roar!" the roar of the beast came from the black sword. Wang Zheng vaguely saw that the beast on the handle of the black sword seemed to be alive and struggling, as if he wanted to get out of the black sword.

A lot of black gas wrapped the black sword. In the past time, the roar of the beast began to become smaller, and the surging black gas became thicker and thicker. Finally, all the black gas was integrated into the black sword. Dark clouds surged in the sky, and a lightning broke through the roof and landed on the black sword.

"Heaven's punishment? No, it's not heaven's punishment." If heaven's punishment falls, it must destroy everything, but this lightning not only doesn't destroy everything, but helps the black sword integrate with those black Qi.

When the thunder light dispersed, Wang Zheng saw the black sword floating in the air, and the beast on the hilt became lifelike. A stream of resentment was uploaded from the sword body, and Wang Zheng frowned. I'm afraid this sword is not an artifact, it should be a ghost, and it's a very evil ghost.

"The seal is untied. You can control the sword as long as you put your consciousness into the sword. Please give me the origin of Shi Shen." the old voice seems a little tired. He has lost too much black Qi just now, which is also a great consumption to him.

Wang Zheng hesitated, flicked his fingers, and a burning black fire fell directly into the dead bone.

Although Zimu was wiped out by Wang Zheng, he stripped his origin for research. After all, Shi Shen came into being and could not be really wiped out. In the future, even if his countless origins were unified and revived again, he could kill him as long as he had this origin in his hand.

The black fire fell into the withered bone like a clay ox into the sea without a sound. After a moment, Wang Zheng felt a very old breath from the withered bone. The resentment of the whole island country was like boiling water, surging madly towards the withered bone. There was even a nameless force pulling his soul. Wang Zheng's eyes glittered with cold, and the old thing dared to die own.

"Friar of the East, offer your soul! Unexpectedly, after waiting for a hundred years, I finally have the opportunity to transform into a primitive God!"

The old voice seemed crazy. The black gas kept winding around Wang Zheng and pulling his soul. Just breathing, Wang Zheng was completely shrouded by the black gas.

"Zizi." just when the old man thought Wang Zheng was determined by him, yin and Yang suddenly appeared at Wang Zheng's feet. All the black Qi was swallowed in a moment. Even the grievances attracted by Wang Zheng were absorbed by Wang Zheng's Yin and Yang, and the angry old man roared.

"I want you to die!" the old hair was crazy and controlled the black air around him. He turned into a pair of giant hands and patted Wang Zheng. At the same time, several thin ghost gases penetrated into Wang Zheng's body along the ground.

"You are not qualified to devour me!" Wang Zheng sneered with disdain. The color of King Kong burst out from his body, and the black gas dissipated wherever the golden light passed. As soon as the hairspring entered the king's regime, it was swallowed as food by Yin and Yang.

"No, I must be a primitive God!" the old man's hoarse voice sounded again, but Wang Zheng didn't give him a chance to continue to make it this time. He hit the old man's dead bone with a golden fist, cracked the dead bone with a click, and a large amount of black gas roared out with a resentful soul.

Looking at the resentful souls all over the sky, Wang Zheng licked his lips and said to himself with a smile: "hell, send you something good!"

In words, Wang Zheng forcibly opened the door of the underworld division. Originally, Wang Zheng was qualified to enter and leave the underworld division. With the improvement of strength, even if Yan Luo prohibited Wang Zheng from coming out freely, he can open the door of the underworld division with his own skills.

At the moment when the door of the underworld division is opened, those wronged souls are directly pulled in. This is the law of heaven and earth. Once they get close to the door of the underworld division, they will be pulled into the underworld division. It's difficult to come out.

The appearance of the Yin division gate did not take two breaths. All the grievances were pulled into the Yin division. Wang Zheng closed the Yin division gate with a backhand.

In the Yin division, Yan Luo opened his eyes and roared, "Wang Zheng, I'm not finished with you!"

It doesn't matter that ordinary grievances enter the underworld division, but these grievances have been refined into form gods. They are the most filthy grievances in the 3000 world. Entering the underworld Division will not be suppressed by the underworld division, but may pollute other souls of the underworld division. If there is a problem with the underworld division, Yan Luo's position must be unstable, and Wang Zheng's gift is quite large.