"It really needs to be considered in the long run!" Long Yang nodded deeply.

Jiuyue didn't say anything, but she also agreed with Long Yang's words.

If the city lord of De is really Zhang Jing's personal disciple, I am afraid that if the three of them make a move against the Zhang family, it will attract the pursuit of the true immortals of the Great Luo Realm.

Even if the city lord of Nade was only a golden immortal in the realm of Da Luo, but the golden immortal was a golden immortal after all, and the Great Luo realm was not something that a true immortal of the Twin God Realm like them could provoke at will.

There is no doubt that it is a murderous disaster!

"So Qin Hao, you summoned the two of us to Zhangcheng, is it really just to destroy the Zhang family?"

Jiuyue got up slowly, and her slightly drunken eyes rarely showed a trace of coldness.

Qin Hao sneered, he looked at Jiuyue and Long Yang, "Today is already the fifth day of the eighth month, and the twenty-fifth is the thirtieth day of August!"

"What's the relevance of this time?" Long Yang couldn't help frowning.

Twenty-five is not a long time, but it is not a short time.

Yes, for a cultivator of their level, even if the cultivation of immortal qi in the devouring land is already minimal, this is still what they must do, and it is also what they should do.

Twenty-five years may be a drop in the bucket for their improvement in this realm.

But a drop in the bucket is always a success.

"On August 30th, I have an inexplicable intuition......" Qin Hao's eyes shrank slightly, and there was a faint solemnity in his eyes, "There will be a great opportunity to be born in the land of yellow sand!"

Jiuyue glanced at Qin Hao very casually, "Don't think that putting on a serious appearance will make me think that yours is real!"

"Do you know what the land of yellow sand is, and how can a great opportunity appear in the land of yellow sand?"

Jiuyue picked up the wine jar on the ground, shook her head and walked towards the pavilion, "Since it's enough to leave the sect, I don't plan to go back for the time being!"

"It's a good pavilion, so I'll go to bed first. ”

As soon as the faint words fell, a faint snoring sounded in the pavilion.

"Yours is real?"

Only Long Yang was still standing in front of Qin Hao, he looked at Qin Hao, and he also had a touch of intuition, that is, Qin Hao had not lied.

"What basis do you have?"

"If there is no basis, I won't accompany you to mess around!"

Qin Hao looked at Long Yang, and when he met two extremely strange old men in black robes, he naturally wouldn't go, not to mention how could an old man who seemed to be open-mouthed say such a thing.

Besides, the opportunity to enter the sainthood is not just that.

It is no exaggeration to say that an opportunity to enter the Holy Land can definitely cause a bloody storm in a holy place.

"Ten years ago, I passed by the land of yellow sand, and in the land of yellow sand, I rescued Xue Tong, Changyan, and Changyue......"

Qin Hao complained about what happened some time ago, but he didn't say anything about the matter between the old man in the black robe, although the coherence between the whole incident was a little biased, which made people feel a little weird.

However, there are a lot of words, but it also makes Long Yang confused, and he is in a fog.

After a long time, Qin Hao slowly stopped, "That's all." ”

Long Yang frowned slightly, he stared at Qin Hao, constantly digesting the ins and outs that Qin Hao had told him.

Immediately, his body shook suddenly, and there were black lines on his forehead, "Qin Hao, you take me for a fool!?"

"What does this have to do with the chance of the Yellow Sands?"

"You don't believe me?" Qin Hao's expression was indifferent.

How to believe, what to believe?

You can't fool yourself and tell yourself that you're a fool, right!?

Long Yang was full of black lines, and he didn't bother to listen to Qin Hao's words anymore, so he walked towards the pavilion by himself, "After twenty-five, if there is no place of chance in the land of yellow sand......

"You're just waiting to be torn alive by me!"

This sentence is not an exaggeration, with the cultivation of the Longyang Twin Divine Realm, it is not too much of a problem, after all, it would be too ridiculous to attribute him to an ordinary monk.

Looking at Long Yang's figure that gradually disappeared in front of him, Qin Hao was quite helpless, and he waved his hand.

"In this era, there are so few fools......

He glanced at this secluded courtyard lightly, "It's good to rent a larger courtyard, otherwise there would be no place to live!"

Qin Hao's feet shook suddenly, his body was like a fierce tiger, his body was like a violent storm, and the air was slamming violently, as if it was torn apart.

Diving into the pavilion, Qin Hao slowly stopped in his room.

He sat cross-legged on the bed, and there was a hint of fierceness in his eyes.

Suddenly, he slapped out his palm, and the fiery immortal power was injected into the isolation array that had been arranged in the room before.

The faint light turned into a barrier, enveloping Qin Hao's room over Qi Zheng

Qin Hao sat cross-legged on the bed, exhaling evenly, between his palms, the power of the three realms operated directly, not only that, but the power of Futu was also integrated into it, and the golden immortal light faintly covered the immortal light of chaos, Hongmeng, and the power of nothingness.

"This time, it's a full twenty-five!"

Qin Hao's voice was faintly heavy, and between his palms, there were also the changes in the seal formula, the method of condensing fire, the pattern of casting, and the secret of immortal forging......

Techniques that are almost working are used.

The sound of the sound continued to sound on the black stone, like a chaotic symphony.

As time passed, the entire courtyard seemed to fall into silence, and at this time, the entire Zhangcheng seemed to have fallen into an extremely treacherous Zheng

......

In the Zhang family's mansion, an old man was almost hideous.

"Hua Mao, you Dehui is dead!?"

He couldn't believe that his most valued and beloved grandson had fallen in the yellow sand.

In front of the old man, the face of the middle-aged man he called Huamao was even more solemn.

"In the past few days of searching, I finally found the corpses of many monks of my Zhang family in a place where I went 120,000 miles deep into the land of yellow sand......

"Seventeen of them, all perished. ”

Zhang Huamao's face was pale, and he didn't dare to imagine how the old man in front of him would react next.

Cough!

With a strong cough, a mouthful of blood spurted out of the old man's mouth, and with the gushing of blood in his mouth, the pressure of the Twin Divine Realm, which was almost out of breath, was almost rapidly decaying at this moment.

"Father!"

"Head of the house!"

One after another shouts rang out, especially Zhang Huamao rushed straight to the old man, and between his palms, a soft fairy power was slowly injected into the old man's body, trying to stop this angry and attacking spirit.

"Ahem...... Don't worry about me, go find the murderer of Dehui!"

"No matter who it is, the corpse will be broken into pieces...... Ahem......"