Thousand Demon Mansion!

A light flashed in Zhang Yuan's eyes.

His mind quickly surging, it would be fine if the Blood Sword Sect appeared, but now even the Thousand Demon Mansion appeared.

Could it be that the Qian Yao Mansion also believes in the evil god?

That ancient evil god really has such great power?

No.

He doesn't think it's that simple.

Thousand Demon Mansion and Blood Sword Sect have all had a foundation of nearly ten thousand years. After so many years of development, there have been many experts in the sect. How strong can an evil god be?

Zhang Yuan's mind was like lightning.

Is there something he doesn't know?

Are these people coming here for other things?

His eyes flashed, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt it was possible.

Otherwise, it would be difficult to understand why Qian Yao Mansion and Blood Sword Sect appeared here?

Is it just to find a master for myself?

What a joke?

"Walk, after passing the street in front, you will walk out of Bingzhou City."

Zhang Yuan said.

Everyone around him nodded vigorously and quickly followed Zhang Yuan.

For them, it is naturally the best to leave here early.

...

A secret place.

The candlelight was faint and was jumping gently in the room.

There were five green lamps in total, and the fire was bright, showing a red and yellow color, illuminating the entire room.

This is a kind of soul lamp.

It requires at least a third-level expert to make it. It can usually be used to predict good and bad luck. It will take out a drop of essence and blood from a person and integrate it into the soul lamp in advance. If a person dies, the lamp will go out!

However, the soul lamp will not last long.

Generally, the soul lamp will fail in three to five days.

In the room.

Several black shadows sat cross-legged, motionless.

"Zuo Zun, your injuries have not healed, so you can't come this time."

A calm voice rang out.

"It's such a big thing, I can't rest assured. Young Master, even if I throw this old bone here, I will take that thing."

An old voice said.

"The last time Zun was injured by Xue Yin, we have been in control of Zhang Yuan's movements. He seemed to have gone to Jiangling area. When something happened, I will definitely take action personally to find Zhang Yuan and avenge Zun this bloody feud."

Another voice sounded, clear and generous.

"Don't underestimate him. Even I didn't expect that he could actually wave the snow-drinking knife. The innate qi that I had practiced for forty years was broken by him. Thanks to the help of the Saint Lord's Dragon and Tiger Pill, I was able to break it and then establish it. The innate qi took a step further on the original basis and reached the state of [integration and integration]. I was considered a blessing in disguise."

The old voice said.

"Don't worry, Zuo Zun, thank him a little expert on the list. What can I do if I have the blessing of the holy weapon? I want to kill him, so I can catch it with you. Zun just wait for the good news."

That clear voice was indifferent to the words...

call!

A cold wind blew in the room.

A soul lamp went out instantly.

The room suddenly became quiet.

Several obscure gazes all looked at the extinguished soul lamp.

Full silence.

"It is the 'qi spirit' in charge of the east, and it was killed."

The calm voice was a little low before.

"The area where Qi Ling is responsible for includes the activities of the Blood Sword Sect's masters, other blacklist powerful men, and even the evil spirit created by the evil god. It is hard to say who killed the Qi Ling."

Zun said in a deep voice.

"Do you want me to go over and take a look?"

asked in a clear voice.

"Don't act rashly. Our goal is to take advantage of the troubled waters. Don't show up unless it is absolutely necessary. Now Longmen is fighting fiercely with other masters. We will not worry about us, nor will we expect that we will come."

Zun said.

"Zuo Zun is right."

The voice in the middle said: "The Qi Ling dies, and there are four other evil spirits, enough for us to act as eyeliners."

"What a pity that Qi Ling, its strength is the highest among the five evil spirits."

A cheerful voice sighed.

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Afar.

Zhang Yuan led a group of people across the street and soon arrived at the city gate.

The faces of the group of people changed and they all stopped.

The heavy city gate is tightly closed.

A burly figure stood quietly in front of him with his back facing everyone.

He was black in black, robe, and his whole body was erotic and unpredictable, giving people the illusion that the whole person and the surrounding darkness were firmly integrated into one with the closed city gate.

One person is a door!

One person is a city!

This momentum, this feeling```

Shi Xiantian and others' pupils shrank, and they suddenly felt huge pressure.

This is definitely an unimaginable master.

Maybe he has already become a master.

"Who will kill me!"

The burly figure spoke plainly, grabbed a bamboo pole and slammed it on the ground with a bang.

Boom!

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Yuan's body instantly appeared behind him, and he covered it violently with a big handprint. The sound roared and the air was shattered in pieces.

The burly figure quickly turned around, his pupils shrank, revealing a strange color.

It seems that I never expected that Zhang Yuan's speed was so terrible!

I never expected that there would be a master like Zhang Yuan among this group of people.

Chih!

The bamboo pole in his hand suddenly emitted a terrifying mysterious light, as if it had turned into a black iron rod, and pointed it towards Zhang Yuan's palm.

"break!"

Break the surface with a point!

Use a sword to break the palm!

Bang!

As soon as he met, the bamboo pole shattered and the energy surged. A golden palm print in front of him quickly enlarged, filling every corner of his sight.

The burly figure looked stunned and unable to react.

Bang!

The forehead shattered and turned into blood mist.

A headless corpse stood still, motionless.
To be continued...