"Little uncle!" Zhang Hua led the two junior disciples to run over breathlessly, followed by Tang Liqiang and others. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info they were intimidated by the power of the Zixiao Divine Thunder just now, and they rushed in without worry.

Zhang Hua saw Zhang Yan's lively and intact appearance, he breathed a long sigh of relief, and asked, "Uncle Xiao, are you okay?"

As soon as Zhang Yan saw his three teachers and nephews, his face immediately turned pale.

"Do you want something to happen to me?"

Zhang Hua hurriedly waved his hand, shook his head like a rattle, and said, "No, no, I didn't mean that, little uncle.."

Zhang Yan didn't give up, pointed at Zhang Hua's nose and scolded: "Let you don't follow me, don't follow me, you have to chase me, this time I am fortunate to meet my cousin, otherwise your little uncle and I will die young."

Zhang Hua and the three of them lowered their heads and obediently trained, looking like honest juniors. Zhang Yan spat and trained for a long time, and finally stopped to take a breath, at this time Zhang Ping, who was the most ignorant, said weakly: "Uncle Xiaoshi's red stiffness seems to have been provoked by you..."

Zhang Yan was so choked by this sentence that he didn't change his breath, his face was flushed, he wanted to speak but couldn't speak, he just pointed at Zhang Ping and trembled.

"Uncle Junior, don't be like him, he is young and ignorant. Zhang Hua glared at Zhang Ping fiercely, and then hurriedly came up to Zhang Yan and pressed his chest.

Zhang Yan finally relented, glared at Zhang Ping and said, "If it weren't for the three of you dragging oil bottles, Uncle Xiao, I would not be able to run away from the red stiffness if I stirred it twice?"

Zhang Ping hung his head and didn't speak.

Wang Anyuan saw that these three people were older than Zhang Yan, but they looked like they were angry, and they were really pitiful, and couldn't help coughing lightly.

Zhang Yan noticed Wang Anyuan's eyes, hurriedly pulled him aside, and whispered: "Cousin, you don't have to pity them, these three guys who don't get in the way of oil and salt, if you don't drive them away, I won't go to find Senior Sister Ling."

So that's the case, Wang Anyuan suddenly realized, and immediately glanced at Zhang Yan with disdain, snorted and stopped talking. Zhang Yan smiled and looked very embarrassed.

"By the way, Uncle Junior, let's run quickly. The red stiff will be back in a moment. Zhang Hua suddenly remembered, his face suddenly became extremely nervous, he had seen the horror of the red stiffness, if that monster came here, a group of people except for Uncle Xiao and Senior Wang would be able to run away.

"Run, run, look at your little bit of breath. Zhang Yan glanced at Zhang Hua disdainfully, pointed to the big hole in the ground, and said lightly: "My cousin and I have joined forces, and the red zombie can run away, so it has the ability."

"Ah?!" Zhang Hua, Zhang Yuan, and Zhang Ping seemed to understand, and suddenly opened their mouths in surprise, unable to speak for a long time.

"Red stiff, dead, dead?" Zhang Hua asked as he swallowed a mouthful of saliva and stammered.

"Hmph. Zhang Yan turned his head and did not answer, but the slightly proud expression on his face already said everything.

This result shocked Zhang Hua and the others.

They knew the strength of the red stiff, and even Uncle Zhang Yan, who was known as the first day of the Heavenly Master Dao in the past hundred years, was not his opponent, otherwise they wouldn't have even run away from their shoes just now.

And now that the red stiffness comparable to Jin Dan has died, then the only possibility for this result is - Wang Anyuan.

The three of them all set their eyes on Wang Anyuan, and their eyes became awe and admiration. It was already surprising to them that Wang Anyuan swept away a large area of white and black zombies as easily as chopping melons and vegetables, but they didn't expect his strength to be even more terrifying than they imagined.

I'm afraid that the strength of Senior Wang is not on par with Uncle Xiao, or even above Uncle Xiao.

Look at his age...

Zhang Hua finally knew why Zhang Yan shouted so happily to Wang Anyuan's cousin.

"By the way, cousin, why are you here in Beibei?" Zhang Yan had time to ask about Wang Anyuan's intention.

Wang Anyuan took this opportunity to introduce his teammates to Zhang Yan - Tang Liqiang and others, Tang Liqiang and others were also surprised after learning that Zhang Yan was the son of the head of the Heavenly Master Dao, and at the same time, Wang Anyuan also had an extra layer of mysterious aura in his eyes.

What is the identity of this airborne captain, who can make the next head of the Heavenly Master Dao call his cousin, and he is not surnamed Zhang?

"Our mission this time is to find out the cause of the rebellion of the corpses in Beibi Mountain." Wang Anyuan thought for a while, took out the Yin Yin Stone that hid Ying Ning from his arms, and explained: "Actually, the task is secondary, I am mainly to find a good Yin Netherworld place for a friend to cultivate. ”

Along the way, Wang Anyuan thought about it again and again, and had decided to simply leave Ying Ning in Beibei, firstly, this is the most suitable place for her, and secondly, she and many ghosts and monsters in Beibi Mountain belong to the same yin thing, and she will not be bullied if she wants to come.

Zhang Yan glanced at the Yin Stone in Wang Anyuan's hand, and asked with a little surprise, "Ghosts?"

The techniques of the Heavenly Master Dao have an innate restraint effect on ghosts, and their senses are also extremely keen.

Wang Anyuan nodded: "Hmm." ”

Since Wang Anyuan said that he thought it was his friend, Zhang Yan naturally wouldn't think that there was some heinous evil ghost hidden in the stone, so he didn't ask much, turned around and pointed behind him, and said, "My cousin is looking for a place in the underworld, but I know a good one." ”

"Where?" Wang Anyuan's face moved.

Zhang Yan grinned and said, "It's that red and stiff old nest." The zombies in Beibi Mountain like to hide in the underworld to sleep, and the stronger the strength, the better the place they occupy, and this red and stiff place is naturally not bad. ”

That's right, I forgot about this stubble.

Wang Anyuan's face was overjoyed, and he immediately turned to Tang Liqiang and the others: "Old Tang, you wait for me here for a while, and Zhang Yan and I will come when we go." ”

Zhang Yan also told Zhang Hua and the others not to follow, but he didn't tell them not to run around, he couldn't wait to get rid of these three followers, so that he could find his dream lover, Senior Sister Ling.

So Zhang Yan and Wang Anyuan moved sharply, and quickly flew towards the center of this netherworld.

The further you go in the center, the fog gets thicker and the temperature around you gets colder.

The two of them walked for seven or eight miles, and the surrounding area had become extremely dark, and the yin wind was howling, like a ghost domain.

Wang Anyuan, who was far away, saw a tall dilapidated tomb standing in front of him, and Zhang Yan said, "It's here, that is." ”

The old nest of the red zombie is comparable to the luxury compared to the tomb that Wang Anyuan has seen before, seven or eight meters high, with a radius of dozens of meters, looking at the scale, it should be the mausoleum of a certain prince and minister in ancient times, but it has become dilapidated after being occupied by the red zombie for many years.

Wang Anyuan stood still in front of the mausoleum, touched the Yin Stone in his arms, and called softly in his heart: "Ying Ning, Ying Ning..."

After a while, a gentle voice came back: "Zifu, Ning'er is here." ”

Wang Anyuan took out the Yin Yin Stone, and a thick white gas quickly began to spread on the stone, and after a while, a charming beauty appeared in front of the two.

"Oh, so this is your cousin, your friend. Zhang Yan exclaimed exaggeratedly, then looked at Wang Anyuan narrowly and smiled, constantly squeezing his eyebrows.

After this kid returned to the mountain, he didn't know who he had learned badly, and he became more and more improper.