"What's going on?" Zhang Zixian frowned, feeling a sudden sense of oppression in front of him, and cold sweat couldn't help but ooze from his back.

Zhang Fengjiu, who was floating in mid-air, was even more shocked, and the next moment he calmed down, and the thoughts in his mind turned rapidly.

When he followed Master Sanxiu to travel north and south, he once happened to see someone like this appear, and it was also in such a strange state that made people shudder.

However, the man was soon strangled by the combined efforts of many monks, and even his body was burned to black coal.

I heard the master say that all the monks who have this phenomenon are caused by greedily cultivating the crooked path of the evil sect, although it will greatly improve their cultivation, but it will extremely consume their lifespan, and even go against the will of cultivating immortals.

Therefore, it is called an evil cultivator, because of the cultivation of evil skills, it is inevitable that the temperament will change greatly, becoming cruel and bloodthirsty and inhumane, more in order to fill their own lost life to sacrifice the living, so as to obtain longevity.

Once they become evil cultivators, for reasons of their own safety interests, many monks will join forces to deal with the joint force to besiege and kill.

"Could it be that Ao Feng has become an evil cultivator?" Zhang Fengjiu's face sank, and then he hurriedly opened the system interface to inquire about this person's personal information.

[Name: Zhang Aofeng]

[Parents: Zhang Fengjiu, Lin Yanruo]

[Age: 131]

[Status: Abnormal (Shou Yuan Big Loss)]

[Realm: The pinnacle of the late stage of foundation building]

【Talent: Spiritual Root (Fire)】

[Cultivation Exercises: "Fire Quantity No Difference", "Solid Condensation Skill", "Xiao Qian Black Blood Technique"]

[Spell: Nine-Star Serial Explosion, Fire Snake Bites, Fire Waves, Earth Wall]

【Magic Weapon: Flowing Spirit Flame Orb】

"The realm has actually risen to a level and become the peak of the late stage of foundation building, and so on, could it be caused by the "Xiao Qian Black Blood Technique"?"

Zhang Fengjiu's eyes flickered, and an ominous premonition surged in his heart.

"Dead ...... Die...... Dead"

The intermittent gloomy words were full of cruelty, and people couldn't help but shudder when they heard it.

Zhang Aofeng danced black against the wind, and in his blood-red eyes, there were faint strands of black silk threads writhing and jumping, which was disgusting and terrifying.

He emitted curling black smoke all over his body, and the aura he emitted contained the meaning of rage and murder, and the whole person slowly stepped forward step by step.

"Zixian, his realm has reached the peak of the late stage of foundation building, you hold on first, and I will let Hao Meng and Shao Tian help you. Zhang Fengjiu said.

Zhang Zixian heard the words in his ear and responded, "Well, I'll be more careful." ”

He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down and keep himself calm and composure about the situation in front of him.

Suddenly, Zhang Aofeng suddenly burst out at an astonishing speed, and disappeared in place with a loud bang, leaving behind a trace of weird black smoke.

"Not good!"

Zhang Zixian's heart tightened, and he stretched out his hand to grasp the Ming Sky Ruler suspended on his side in the palm of his hand, and the mana in his body continued to urge.

Sou!

The wind whistled behind his head, and the air seemed to be ignited by something, and the temperature rose rapidly.

Zhang Zixian turned around like lightning, his pupils contracted suddenly.

"Dead ......"

I saw Zhang Aofeng's face distorted, his blood-red eyes and black silk were beating more and more, and his right fist smashed straight with blazing flames, and black smoke was endless.

The clear sky ruler was blocked horizontally, and the golden light emitted by the ruler was great.

Rumble!

An explosion rang out, rippling through the air.

Zhang Zixian gritted his teeth and flew out, a feeling of pain came from his right hand holding the Ming Empty Ruler, and the qi and blood in his body were shaken and surged a little, and even the mana circulating in his body stagnated for a moment.

Kankan stabilized his figure, and just as he wanted to adjust his breath, a ghost-like figure flashed in front of him, and he was so startled that he quickly raised his head to look.

In the field of vision, a palm grabbed at him with a fierce momentum, and the power and even the air were disturbed to an extremely disordered sound, and a mournful whistle sounded.

Zhang Zixian stiffened his head, holding the Ming Sky Ruler and cutting out a golden half-moon ray.

The palm of his hand was as hard as fine iron, and in an instant, the half-moon mang was crushed and annihilated, and it grabbed Zhang Zixian's chest with unabated momentum, as if he was asking for a ghost!

Feeling the great crisis of imminent death, Zhang Zixian agitated the mana of his whole body, and the bright sky ruler burst out with brilliant brilliance, and shot straight towards the palm of the black smoke entwined.

There was a loud thud, a loud bang, mixed with a bit of hatred.

Zhang Aofeng's black hair flew wildly, and the whole person retreated a few steps, and in the palm of his right hand, a big hole was cracked, and blood was coming out.

Zhang Zixian's whole person flew upside down a distance of several zhang, and after stabilizing his heels, a pale color appeared on his face, and red blood began to flow from the corners of his mouth.

"It's so strong, I don't have much mana in my body now......" he thought to himself.

"Dead ...... I want you to die......" Zhang Aofeng tilted his head, the expression on his face was extremely crazy, and the strange black smoke rising from his body rose up, and an almost condensed terrifying killing intent filled the air.

Zhang Zixian tensed his nerves, and the bright space ruler in his hand was not as bright as before, but a little dim, but after many years of fighting with other monks, his mood gradually calmed down.

He knew that he must not admit defeat easily, and only by surviving this hurdle can the Zhang family have room for maneuver.

The battle between the monks in the family continues......

Zhang Haomeng's body was as fast as thunder, he jumped in front of a yellow turban wrestler, smashed his fist straight on his cheek, and then kicked out with a fierce kick, and attacked another yellow turban wrestler with strength.

The fist was smashed, the whip leg swept wildly, and the golden light surging was a little dazzling, and the hit was so dripping that it was a good fight.

Poo!

Two clear bubbles burst out, and Zhang Hao stretched out his hand to probe and put away the two yellow talismans.

"It's really not enough to fight. He said with a look of arrogance.

"It's not enough to fight, is it?Very good, hurry up and fly to the northwest to help your second brother, move quickly!" Zhang Fengjiu said.

Hearing his father's order, the tall and mighty Zhang Hao nodded violently, "Don't worry, Dad, I'll go over now." ”

Although he had some doubts in his heart as to why his father didn't do it himself, he didn't want to ask more, just do things.

Zhang Haomeng's right foot stepped violently, and the whole person turned into an arrow from the string and flew away quickly.

"No, he's going in his father's direction, and we're going to hold him. ”

Seeing this, Zhang Fengqing, who was dressed in a blue and white robe, said in a deep voice, and layers of light appeared on the long sword in his hand.

"However, Elder Ao Feng is very strong. Zhang Yiang's face was ugly, and a look of horror appeared in his eyes.

Just now, he witnessed Zhang Haomeng descending like a madman, fighting alone with the three Yellow Turban Warriors, and saw him destroy the Yellow Turban Warriors they summoned one by one.

The ferocious momentum, the explosion of fists and fists, but it left a deep impression on his mind.

"Waste! Now that my father has reached a critical moment, there must be no mistakes, as long as the current head of the family is killed, the overall situation has been decided!"

Zhang Fengqing glared at the man beside him, and said in a cold tone: "So we have to stop him no matter what." ”

After speaking, he turned to the clansman holding the magic weapon behind him: "Everyone, do your best to stop Elder Ao Meng!"

Hearing the words of the leader man, those people said in unison: "Yes!"

Zhang Yiang sighed, he only felt very depressed, some time ago he saw Zhang Aomeng and his father walking very closely, and even that day in the Hongchang Palace, he said to help his father compete with the head of the family, originally thought it was someone from their side.

Unexpectedly, how long has it been, why did he defect on the verge of battle?

Zhang Gouyan, who has always been soft-hearted, closed his thin lips tightly and did not say a word.

"Kill!"

Zhang Fengqing held a long sword and led his clansmen to rush forward, threatening to obstruct Zhang Haomeng's support actions.

"Damn!" Seeing this, Zhang Yiang gritted his teeth and kept up with the pace.

A helpless smile appeared on the corner of Zhang Gouyan's mouth, and the whole person reluctantly flew over.

"Yo, a group of little cubs in the cultivation stage dare to stop me?" Zhang Haomeng smiled with interest when he saw the scene in front of him.

"Don't fight hard, everyone!" Zhang Fengqing exclaimed, holding the talisman in his hand to inject mana, and threw it forward.

Those clansmen knew the strategy, and they also took out the few remaining talismans, and looked at the tall man flying by with bated breath.

With his right hand, Zhang Hao pointed at it, and on the ground, the golden light flashed dazzlingly, and thumping out of the majestic spikes, each golden spike was as thick as a thigh, and it overlapped all the way out.

The talisman thrown by Zhang Fengqing burst out with crackling thunder and lightning, making a popping sound in the many golden spikes, but it was quickly annihilated, and there was not even a moment of obstruction.

Looking at the surging golden spikes in front of them, Zhang Fengqing and the others felt a little numb in their scalps.

They soon realized the crisis, and the only remaining talismans in their hands were shot out one after another, and the energy of various elements swept through the air with a power that could not be underestimated.

Rumble......

The golden spikes that spread all the way were shattered by the powerful force, successfully blocking this wave of spell attacks, and even those talismans continued to approach Zhang Hao.

"Interesting. Zhang Hao let out a hearty laugh, he didn't dodge, but encouraged his mana to cast a spell.

With a tall and mighty body, a golden bell emerged, firmly enveloping the whole person, and the elemental attacks that erupted from those talismans all exploded on the golden bell.

Crackling thunder and lightning, blazing flames, cyclones that seemed to shatter people, and so on, all unleashed on the golden bell in one fell swoop.

The chaotic energy fluctuations that erupted were surging and vibrating in the air.

"Don't say it, it's pretty good. Zhang Hao grinned fiercely, fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and it was obvious that he was not easy in the face of the combined attack of many talismans.

The dust was so thick that it obscured people's vision.

The talisman was consumed, Zhang Fengqing and the others stood in place, nervously looking at the scene in front of them, and each of them was a little apprehensive in their hearts.

"Not to mention killing, if we can seriously injure us, our goal will be achieved. ”

Zhang Fengqing's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said in a deep voice.

No Qi cultivator could remain calm in the face of a foundation building monk, because once he reached the foundation building realm, his mana would increase by more than ten times, and his strength would be extremely powerful.

Therefore, in the thirty-six counties of Kyushu, the foundation monks are the target of many forces.

In the dust and dust of the sky, there was a faint golden light flickering, and at this moment, a tall figure broke through the wind, flowing with a majestic momentum.

"Little cubs, it doesn't work!"

Zhang Hao laughed arrogantly, and the whole person rushed towards Zhang Fengqing and the others with irresistible might.