Chapter 736

Sith saw the floating ferry people disdain and snorted coldly: "Raffi, such a weak planet, dares to participate in the 100 star competition. Be careful to be destroyed by our Optimus Prime's Ferry group!"

"Ha ha, Sith, you are becoming more and more joking. You Optimus Prime ranked 51 five years ago, and we Raffi ranked 50. We don't need to say more about who is weaker." the new ferry man giggled, and Sith's face was full of killing intention. But now killing this bastard in front of him will affect Optimus Prime's qualification, so he can only give up, He turned his head and stared coldly at Wang Zheng.

Wang Zheng, who was still watching the play, felt the killing intention of the Sith, and his heart thumped and sneered. He made it clear that the Sith could not beat others and went out. Did he really treat himself as a soft persimmon?

Anyway, I'm a loner. It's a big deal to destroy the Sith and escape too far. There's no place for such a big universe? When Taiyi grows up, these ferry people are scum. Although I don't know what Taiyi is, Taiyi's talent is the bane of the universe. As long as it is the soul, Taiyi can come.

"If you two don't want to say where the holy galaxy is, I'll find it myself." Wang Zheng is not afraid of trouble, but it doesn't mean he likes to cause trouble. When he turned around and was about to leave, Sith snorted coldly: "there are no rules at all. Today, I'll educate you and let you know how to talk to us ferry people with planets in the future."

A string of sparking iron cables flew towards Wang Zheng with a swish. Wang Zheng's eyes were cold and slapped him with his backhand. He grabbed the flying chain directly in his hand.

The ferrymen here have common weapons, chains and broadswords. These two weapons are condensed from the soul tower. It's enough to deal with ordinary souls. For Wang Zheng, whose souls are almost refined into gold, these two weapons are not even as good as plastic.

"Kacha." Wang Zheng's right hand forced, and the red chain began to break. Taiyi, who watched the play behind, clapped his hands happily: "Dad, you're great!"

"Bastard, dare to destroy my Horcrux, I'll kill you!" the Sith is also an expert at Optimus Prime. Naturally, his treasure is more than this. He thought it was enough to deal with this wandering ferryman. Who knows that Wang Zheng broke his face. The most important thing is that the ferryman next to Raffi is looking at himself with mocking eyes.

"Die for me!" the Sith roared, and a huge mallet wrapped with layers of white cloth appeared in his hand. At the moment when the mallet hit Wang Zheng, countless sharp spikes tore the white cloth and exposed the original ferocious face of the mallet.

"Ah, it's so scary! Dad, can you beat it? I can't beat it!" the one behind shouted anxiously.

Wang Zheng's face turned black: "smelly boy, wait for me to educate you!"

"Go away!" facing the extremely sharp spike, Wang Zheng still slapped him.

The bystander shook his head reluctantly and sighed: "the wandering ferry is the wandering ferry. He doesn't even have a decent soul weapon. He actually used his hand to connect the soul weapon of the Sith and look for death."

"Click." there was a crisp sound, and the spectators looked straight. They stood behind with an unhappy face and muttered, "Dad, you're too much!"

Sith's mouth grew up. In the starry sky, the sharp thorns of the mallet flew everywhere. There were cracks in the first half of the mallet, and the sharp thorns on it broke into pieces and scattered everywhere. Wang Zheng stood in place with a calm face and looked at him indifferently.

"You are the ferryman of that planet, how can the wandering ferryman be so strong!" it was the first time he saw that although Optimus Prime was not a very powerful planet, it could also be said to be a medium strength. There was really no such violent ferryman on his planet.

Wang Zheng smiled. He didn't mean to answer his question at all. Instead, he grinned and said, "since you start with me, I'm not polite."

Sith's own strength is good, but he doesn't look at Wang Zheng enough. Wang Zheng flashes forward like a golden light hitting Sith. The faces of the watching ferry are full of expressions of surprise. He can't see Wang Zheng's actions at all. In his opinion, there is only a golden light hitting Sith continuously. Sith will spit blood every time he passes, Several times the Sith used Horcruxes to block it. As a result, they were smashed together. The whole starry sky was full of fragments of Horcruxes.

"Dad, take it easy, don't break up those souls!" I looked at those souls broken up by Wang Zheng and cried out in pain. They are delicious. How can they be so wasteful? It's hard to say every one of them?

A moment later, the golden light stopped flashing, and Wang Zheng quietly floated in front of the Sith. At the moment, the Sith had less gas in and more gas out. The soul was vain and would collapse at any time. All the souls captured by him were taken away by Wang Zheng, and even his blue crystals were taken away by Wang Zheng. So many souls were enough to persist until the end of the hundred star competition.

"No trouble, no smoking!" Wang Zheng scolded the half dead Sith, and then focused on the ferry people who had been watching.

Seeing Wang Zheng's violent means, the ferry man dared to speak. He bowed to Wang Zheng in a cold sweat on his head and said hard, "I don't know you're so powerful. The Sith's rash action against you is just looking for death."

Wang Zheng glanced at him and suddenly showed a smiling face: "I don't know how far the holy galaxy is from here?"

"Not far away, another galaxy will lead to the holy Galaxy!" now he just wants to send away Wang Zheng, the God of plague, and see the Sith that has been beaten almost dissipated. He has a hair in his heart. Who knows if Wang Zheng will beat him like this.

"Taiyi, let's go!" Wang Zheng nodded with satisfaction and left with Taiyi.

Seeing Wang Zheng and Taiyi disappear, the ferry man breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at the Sith who was about to disappear, he shook his head helplessly: "Sith, although I want to save you, even if you are like this, even the holy soul can't save you. I will tell the other ferry people of Optimus Prime about you." then the ferry man opened his mouth and took a breath, The weak Sith was swallowed by him in an instant.

The ferryman who digested the Sith stood up with a satisfied face and said to himself with a smile: "well, if I can absorb more ferrymen like Sith, my strength will be stronger!"

Just when he was complacent, a looming huge ship approached him.

Wang Zheng, who shuttles through the galaxy, looks at Taiyi angrily. This guy is really a food commodity. He ate up the Sith inventory as soon as it was handed over to him. Now he dares to tell himself that he is not full. How can he stand such a food commodity?

"Dad, something is close." when Wang Zhenggang wanted to educate Taiyi, Taiyi suddenly looked at the dark starry sky behind and said.

Wang Zheng raised his eyebrows and the shadow of a ship appeared in Wang Zheng's sight.

"Whoosh, whoosh." several souls flew out of the ship and stared at Wang Zheng coldly. The one who took the lead pointed at Wang Zheng with a big knife and said coldly: "we are star pirates. Honestly hand over all your souls!"

"Nest grass? There are pirates in the starry sky?"