Ji Jian Zhenren looked at Zhang Heng who was trapped by himself calmly, with no joy or worry on his face. He did not feel much surprise at being able to trap Zhang Heng in one fell swoop. It seemed that everything in front of him was within his expectations.

"Are you a cultivator in the Dan-Stage Hidden in the Random Cultivator League?"

Ji Jian Zhenren watched Zhang Heng standing in the golden cage.

Unexpectedly, there was no fear or worry on Zhang Heng's face, and he seemed to have fallen into a brief meditation, as if he was not captured alive now, but was standing at home in a daze.

"This kid is actually a cultivator in the Killing Dan stage?"

A monk in the distance began to talk.

"This boy should be a cultivator in the Killing Dan stage. I just felt his spiritual fluctuation. He has reached the early stage of Killing Dan stage, and his strength is no worse than that of ordinary cultivators in the Killing Dan stage..."

A man in the brocade robe in the middle stage of the Killing Dan standing outside analyzed.

When the other monks nodded repeatedly when they heard the explanation of the man in brocade robe, they seemed to be quite awe of him.

This man in brocade robe is the one who is closest to the Jijian Zhenren in the Golden Sword Sect, and is also one of the elders in the sect.

Standing next to the man in brocade robe was an extremely beautiful woman in white. The woman was as beautiful as a flower, with long silk hair flying constantly, and every move was filled with a sense of elegance and dust.

Everyone in the Jinjian Sect knows that the woman in white is not a monk from Jinjianlangya Mountain, but a female cultivator who joined here a few years ago. Everyone only knows that her surname is Nie, and she doesn't know her specific name and origin.

Since she came to the Golden Sword Sect, two cultivators in the sect, except Ji Jian Zhenren, began to pursue her.

A man in brocade robe was one of them, and another monk in the Jiedan stage was in charge near Maoshan.

"Junior Sister Nie, what do you think about this?"

The man in brocade robe smiled and asked in a gentle tone.

The woman in white surnamed Nie frowned slightly, and her transparent eyes stared at Zhang Heng who was trapped in the golden prison. She said with all her thoughts: "I feel that he is just a monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage..."

"Haha, Junior Sister Nie, you're joking. If you were just a monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage, how could you kill the Qingyu Snake that your senior brother was raising, and even forced him to use two unique skills."

The man in brocade robe smiled.

The woman in white surnamed Nie's eyes flashed from time to time and said lightly: "I feel that he still has the possibility of a counterattack. Haven't you noticed his expression?"

"Counterattack? Even I am not sure to escape from my senior brother's golden sword cage."

The man in the brocade robe also fixed on Zhang Heng's body, and a few strangeness appeared on his face.

Facing the question from Ji Jian Zhenren, Zhang Heng seemed to have never heard of it, and seemed to be thinking about something in his heart.

Since he came to Jinjianlangya Mountain, Zhang Heng felt that something was wrong with his condition and had made repeated failures, which led to his being trapped here by the enemy at this moment.

"All this is definitely not accidental, nor is it because the enemy is too strong and I am too weak..."

Zhang Heng began to analyze.

If this matter is not understood, Zhang Heng will feel uneasy even if he can escape from this golden prison.

At this moment, Zhang Heng was trapped in a desperate situation where he looked around, and instead entered a state of extreme calmness.

"From the beginning, I lacked the real understanding of the monster like Qingyu Snake, and did not understand the other party's advantages and weaknesses. So I went to Jinjianlangya Mountain with great confidence to hunt and kill this snake, as if the Jinjianmen was the back garden of my home, and Qingyu Snake was a dog raised in the garden..."

"Over-overestimate yourself, so you don't want to understand your opponent's strength."

Zhang Heng finally came to a preliminary conclusion.

But then, Zhang Heng pushed down this conclusion, and he felt that this was not the fundamental reason.

Because in the past, when he was in Fang Yunshan and the Blood Killing Cave, he was extremely cautious and patient, and he did not dare to look down on anyone too much.

Since he won the final victory in the Blood Killing Cave and came to the secular world, he has not encountered any real threat to his existence.

Especially after entering the second level of the martial arts, Zhang Heng's self-confidence expanded extremely.

"The expansion of self-confidence comes from the improvement of one's own strength. In just over two years, one's own strength has been improved to the point where one can compete with the monks in the Kalpa stage."

"The strength has improved too quickly, which has led to my loss of a normal heart."

Thinking of this, Zhang Heng thought he had found the root.

If Zhang Heng had not improved his strength to this level in two years, but twenty years, or even two hundred years, then his mentality would not have changed so much suddenly.

Sometimes, it is not a good thing to improve your strength too quickly. After all, a strong body of power also requires a peaceful mindset to exert it.

"The old Taoist asked you one more thing, are you a monk in the Random Cultivation League?"

Ji Jian Zhenren also discovered Zhang Heng’s state at this moment.

"No, I'm just an ordinary foundation-building cultivator."

Zhang Heng finally spoke, his eyes were filled with a gleam of enlightenment, and the aura on his whole body changed.

When Ji Jian Zhenren saw this scene, he couldn't help but feel a sudden sudden heart.

With just a few breaths, the other person's mood seemed to have undergone some inestimable change.

The battle between monks is a process of fighting wits and power. Before, Ji Jian Zhenren mastered Zhang Heng's mentality and intentions, and coupled with the gap in strength, he could truly defeat the other party.

"What? Foundation Building Period?"

Many monks around were sensation again.

The man in the brocade robe was also surprised and said to the beauty next to him: "Junior Sister Nie, you really got it right. Is he really a cultivator in the Foundation Establishment Stage?"

The woman in white surnamed Nie stared at Zhang Heng, who was already completely different in the distance, and said involuntarily: "He may be going to start fighting back..."

Upon hearing this, the man in the brocade robe changed his expression and his spiritual sense tightly locked on Zhang Heng.

"You want to run away?"

Ji Jian Zhenren raised his eyebrows slightly. For some reason, when facing Zhang Heng at this moment, he could not grasp the other party's true intentions.

"Yes, I want to escape, and I don't know what's special about this prison."

Zhang Heng said lightly, and began to look at the golden prison around him.

"Haha, my Golden Sword Enemy Locking Technique..." Ji Jian Zhenren suddenly stopped, with an unnatural smile on his face: "What's special about it? You can try it yourself."

"Okay, then I'll give it a try!"

Zhang Heng stretched out his fist, and a layer of silver light flowed on it first, and then a silver flame surged.

Gently, Zhang Heng smashed his punch towards the golden prison.

"boom!"

Zhang Heng hit the top with one punch, and the silver flame on his fist was thorned into countless pieces. His face changed and he immediately withdrew his hand.

I saw several blood marks appearing on Zhang Heng's fist. Although they are not very deep, they are enough to prove the terrifyingness of the golden sword light.

At this moment, Zhang Heng couldn't help but remember the comments from Master Bailian for the previous evaluation of the Golden Sword Sect: "This sect is called the Golden Sword Sect. The techniques they practice are all related to swords, and their attack power is far beyond ordinary spells."

"There are not many monks in the Killing Dan stage trapped by my Golden Sword Enemy Locking Technique that can escape. I will let you taste the pain of the ten thousand swords stalking the body later."

Ji Jian Zhenren looked at Zhang Heng calmly, looking as if he was sure to win.

Looking at the terrifying golden prison composed of countless sharp sword lights around, Zhang Heng calmed down.

He slowly closed his eyes, and after a moment, he suddenly opened his eyes.

A silver light flashed, and a pair of eyes that seemed to see through everything in the world looked around.

Then, Zhang Heng began to observe the structure of the golden prison with the eyes of the divine. (To be continued. If you want to know what happens next, please log in.readnovel., more chapters, support the author, and support genuine reading!)
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