Chapter Forty-Eight: The Man in Memory

Zhang Qiong tried hard to open his eyes, and forcibly peeked at Wang Mufeng's memory with a tearing throbbing pain. But just by looking at it, he was directly expelled!

"Eh, boss, what's wrong!" Wang Xingzhi's eyes widened, watching Zhang Qiong turn into a demon and fly out of Wang Mufeng's body.

Zhang Tianyou's mouth opened wide, and he hurriedly shouted: "He must have seen something in Wang Mufeng's memory that shouldn't be seen, what are you still doing here!"

When Zhang Qiong broke away from Wang Mufeng's body, he clearly saw a group of people in black robes and windbreakers kneeling reverently in front of a burly middle-aged man full of murderous aura.

The middle-aged man was holding a black sword with a sharp aura, and he was holding a token embedded in a black gem in his hand!

When Zhang Tianyou and the others rushed to Zhang Qiong's side, he was staring at the full moon in the sky with his big round eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Zhang Tianyou shouted in a low voice: "Boss, Wang Mufeng ran away." ”

Zhang Qiong still didn't answer, muttering some incomprehensible words in his mouth, "Heaven and earth are clear, all of them are united, defeat the gods, and the world is invincible!"

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Tianyou's face changed, and he exclaimed: "How do you know this poem...... This...... This ......"

"What's this, what's wrong with the boss's poem?" Tutu pushed Zhang Tianyou dissatisfiedly, and then said with a smile: "The boss's poems are really extraordinary, too domineering!"

Wang Xing kicked Tutu with the big ear directly, glanced at him coldly, and sighed: "I really don't want to beat you all day long, but your cheap appearance is really unbearable." ”

Zhang Qiong was completely blind to their fighting, and he focused on Wang Mufeng's memory, why did the congregation shout this slogan, and what were their intentions!

If it was to claim hegemony on this continent, they could have done it a thousand years ago, and why did they have to wait until now to jump out, he never figured it out.

"How is Cang Ming and Liu Xing. ”

After a long time, Zhang Qiong got up from the ground weakly, and looking at Zhang Tianyou's slightly shaking head, he knew that something had happened to the two of them.

"The meridians are broken, and they are completely useless. ”

Zhang Qiong was silent, ran to them coldly, and silently clenched his fists, "I will avenge you for your revenge!"

"Revenge or not, don't say it, can you take my head well!"

At this moment, a slightly sobbing female voice was heard not far away, and a headless body staggered around the ground.

Tutu covered his eyes with big ears and exclaimed, "Ghost!"

Wang Xingyi kicked him to the ground, couldn't help but make up for a few more kicks, and scolded: "You brainless guy, don't you know that it's Sister Xichen!"

Zhang Qiong then thought that Li Xichen was an immortal, and even though his head moved, he would not be killed so easily. He sighed, walked to Li Xichen's head, looked at her blankly and smiled bitterly, "I thought you were dead." ”

"I'll live well if you're broken and torn apart!" Li Xichen muttered and snorted arrogantly.

Zhang Qiong didn't bother to be angry with her, and sighed helplessly: "The matter of finding the Ascension Fragment should be slowed down for the time being. ”

"Ahh

Zhang Qiong's voice changed, and he replied coldly: "Because I want to take revenge!"

A thunderbolt suddenly rushed out of the clouds, flooding with anger on the ground, just like the murderous aura churning in Zhang Qiong's heart at this moment!

The next day, in front of the door of a thousand guns!

"Boss, it's not good for us to be so swaggering......" Big-eared Tutu shouted weakly.

Wang Xingzhi glared at him coldly, and scolded: "You coward, why do I have to be sneaky in my god-killing sect, it's just a thousand guns, it's over!"

"But what are we going to fight now?" Tutu with big ears glanced at Xu Cangming, who was still lying on his back unconscious.

Wang Xingzhi gritted his teeth, and worked hard to carry Liu Xing insisted: "What is it to carry a person, today's Thousand Guns Gate must give an explanation to our God Killing Sect!"

According to the ruthless narration of the flower still lying in the coffin, their group was besieged by the Thousand Spear Gate and the Killing Sect when they went to Anle Town to meet. The Killing Sect can't be found now, so now it's natural to come to the Thousand Guns Gate to take revenge.

Zhang Qiong's face burst out with a sinister aura in his palm, and his voice was even colder than ever, "The people of the Thousand Spear Gate are all turtle kings?

The entire heavy gate shattered in an instant, and ten elders of the early stage of the god transformation jumped out of the inner room, all of them holding spears, their faces sinking like water, and they also expected the day when the God Killer Sect came to the door.

"Your Excellency is the demon of the Godslayer Cult, right?" an old man dressed in white asked in a deep voice with a tiger's eyes.

Zhang Qiong nodded slightly, a blue harpoon appeared out of thin air in his hand, and replied coldly: "You also know why I came!"

After they raised their spears in unison and raised their momentum to the peak, they shouted in unison: "Thousand Dragons Killing Array!"

The ten old men jumped away directly, surrounding Zhang Qiong in the middle, and the spear in his hand condensed into a small dragon head, looking at the posture, it seemed that he wanted to leave Zhang Qiong here directly.

"You have caused such pain to my two subordinates, presumably your Thousand Spear Gate is also ready to destroy the door!" Zhang Qiong's face was arrogant, and there was a kind of evil aura lingering on his body, and the blue harpoon and blue light in his hand seemed to be poured out of it with some kind of power.

The old men didn't answer or dare to make a move, they kept holding their spears high and stood coldly on the side, they knew the result after doing it, but their faces were full of surprise, when did the people of the Thousand Spear Gate make a move against the people of the God Killer Sect!

"Don't you dare to do it, then I'll come!" Zhang Qiong's mouth curled slightly, and he waved the harpoon in his hand and stabbed directly at an old man.

Suddenly, a turbulent wave rushed out of the harpoon, and before the old man could struggle, he was swallowed up directly.

"The boss is playing well!"

"That's called a good fight? Isn't it directly invincible? If you want to shout, you can shout that the boss is domineering and leaking, mighty!"

The big-eared Tutu and Wang Xingzhi watched Zhang Qiong's skills overwhelm the crowd, and cheered again and again, but what they didn't know was that the two knives had slowly stabbed at them!