Sarcastic eyes, 10,000 words respect this number.

Zhang Ziming's facial muscles screamed violently, and I don't know if he was scared or afraid of a dead end. He frantically transports Zhenyuan to the limit, unleashes the true fire and fills the entire secret room, and wants to force Manzi to be forced out. However, Wan Zijing did not seem to be forced to appear, as if he had left the secret room.

When Zhang Ziming's expression relaxed slightly, Wan Zijing showed a two-legged body in front of him.

"Ahh

A shout, Zhang Ziming and Wan Zijing's swords.

Still sarcastic eyes, Wan Zijing disappeared again.

Zhang Ziming's blood-stained eyes swept his surroundings, shouted loudly, frantically swung his long sword, and slashed it in this little secret room.

The walls of the room were reinforced with plaque. However, after a while, the plate was pierced by Zhang Ziming's sword. And then there was a sword on the wall that had no legal protection.

Zhang Ziming's speed was stunned, Wan Zi silently appeared behind him, and a sword was cut into Zhang Ziming's neck.

When the crisis occurred, Zhang Ziming unconsciously walked forward, but did not escape Wan Zijing's sword.

Zhang Ziming's body hit the wall, and his head fell from his neck for his body.

At this moment, after Zhang Ziming killed Shen Yunfeng, he immediately smashed the soul of Feng Feng with his sword. Wan Zijingjian only slashed Zhang Ziming's head, but did not hurt Zhang Ziming's god.

The Yuan Shen on Zhang Ziming's flank just flew out of his head and was sucked into by Wan Zijing.

Staring at Zhang Ziming's Yuan Shen, Wan Zijing was released by his killing moment.

Zhang Ziming's face was originally a cunning color, and he felt that Wan Zijing's body had been killed, and his face was a little terrifying.

Whether it's sunrise or sunset, mountain people like Zhang Ziming have something special about them, and they will be afraid to face death.

Wan Zijing stared coldly at Zhang Ziming's Yuan Shen for a moment, swallowing one by one.

Lin Tianji's heart is firm, and he must also endure ghosts and ghosts. At this time, Wan Zijing ended his hatred for Zhang Ziming in this way. He still felt cold.

Compared with Zhang Ziming and Wan Zijing, who is more aggressive?

Lin Tianxin only has this question, even if there is an answer.

Although Lin Tian felt that his heart was very cold, because Wan Zizi had swallowed Zhang Ziming, he realized in his heart Wan Zijing's cultivation.

After swallowing Zhang Ziming's primordial spirit, Wan Zijing took Zhang Ziming's head out of the secret room and walked towards Qingyuan.

At this time, the Zhang family did not set up Yuan Dan, and the government servants fled with some things. People in the vicinity of Baishan City speculated that the Zhang family had changed a lot, and they feared that the upper half of the body would be closed. Zi Jing showed his figure and step by step to the green garden. No one saw it.

When Wan Zijing walked in front of Qingyuan, the gate of Qingyuan was closed. There are some people in the Zhang family, and there are some descendants of Zhang Zhang in the green garden.

Wan Zijing stopped at the gate of Qingyuan, stared at the door for a while, and reached out to the door, holding two copper rings in his hands. He made two copper rings into two chains, tied them with Zhang Ziming's head, and then Zhang Ziming's head was thrown at the door.

The 10,000-character god stared at Zhang Ziming's head, with taste in his heart, but his head was empty.

For a long time, when Lin Tian showed his body around him, Wan Zijing returned to God.

"Come on, let's go!"

"yes!"

After Lin Tian nodded, Wan Zijing walked south along this road. Lin Tian didn't say anything, used the Tibetan sky to cover his body shape, and quietly went to Wan Zijing.

The White Mountain, Wanzijing and the clouds slowly spread for hundreds of years, and he did not wake up until the sun rose. Subconsciously raising his hand to cover his forehead, he stopped.

Regarding a fragrant time silence, Wan Zijing turned to Lin Tian and asked, "Okay, where are we going next?"

"Where are you going next?"

Frowning, meditating.

When Lin Tian chose to travel between the Wanliu Dynasty, he wanted to know how the Spirit Sect controlled the magic soul and found a solution.

Today, Lin Tian not only had a lot of hope for his idea, but he also had a strong sense of fear for Ling Zong, and he didn't want to go to Mashan.

didn't reach Guiyin Mountain, Lin Tian didn't score.

After a moment of silence, Lin Tian uncovered his reasons when he chose to go to the Wanliu Dynasty, and then said, "Now that I understand, I can't turn to the spirit of the Demon God, do you think I should go to Ghost Mountain?"

Wan Zijing listened to those words and thought for a while. He asked, "If Ngong gives up on Jack Ma, does he plan to go to Masan again?"

The soul symbol can certainly be used against ordinary practitioners. However, in the practical world, soul symbols are almost used to enslave all kinds of repairs and monsters.

Because it is the body of the devil, the symbol of the soul is a big stone pressing on Lin Tianhui's heart.

Don't go to the Ghost Mountain, Lin Tian will think of soul things in his heart, and go to the Ghost Mountain, his heart is a little scared.

Zuo Siyou thought about it most of the time, Lin Tian's eyes flashed, and Shen Sheng said: It is forbidden to go to the Ghost Mountain, there is nothing else to do.

Lin Tian suddenly found that he was no longer as afraid of souls as he had before.

A lot of problems, and it's bad when you don't want to face it. Once you pay attention to it, the problem is no longer so scary.

"Did you come to Mashan with me?"

"Of course! Where the old man goes, the old slave will follow. ”

LamThien nodded and smiled, "Let's go!"

Without stopping, the two of them came to the ghost mountain half a month later.

Before Yin Yang Mountain, Lin Tianxian brought Wan Zijing into the Soul Tower in the town, and then into Ghost Mountain.

Yin Ma is very wide, more than seventy-eight mountains and within a hundred miles, there is no difference between ordinary mountains. There is a clear dividing line between the inner and outer layers, which is the swamp circle that surrounds the inner layer of the ghost mountain. Swamps can't stop practitioners, but they're not ordinary people. In the absence of contact with the outside world, the customs of the 12th district of Mashan are very different from those of the cities outside Mashan. Two to three million people in Mashan have become isolated groups.

Lin Tian didn't know anything about the twelve small towns in Guiyin District. However, when he entered the county town called Fujo, he saw that the streets were full of ghosts. Impact.

From the cultivators of the Spirit Sect to the ordinary people, all of Jack Ma's people think that slaves and ghosts are normal, just as they are slaves to cows and dogs.

"I really didn't see it, I could never imagine a ghost, a demon, a person walking together on the street is a painting. ”

Lin Tian walked slowly down the street with a complicated and unusual mood.

After walking more than 200 feet, Lin Tian asked the rider to ask about the road, and then to the Fuzhou City Government. Lin Tian has been to many places, and this time, this is the first time he has come to the capital of the city.

After Lin Tian rushed into the Dakou Guard at the gate of the city gate, a guard took Lin Tian to the city government, and soon he went to a hall called the Real Estate Department.

The real estate sector is an organization and position.

The real estate department of Fucheng is a practitioner of the Lingzong of Jinchan's first-class students.

Facing Lin Tian, he couldn't understand that the real estate department in Fucheng showed a certain respect. In his heart, Lin Tian's cultivation was not difficult.

Hearing Lin Tian say that he wanted to rent a store to open a store, he asked directly: "What is a good senior, what kind of store do you plan to open?"

"There is nothing to be good at when you are single, you just want to open a general store to sell and sell. ”

In order to hide his true identity, Lin Tian changed his appearance before going to Mashan, giving himself a pseudonym with a unique name.

"Rents in floating cities are not low. If the predecessor opened such a store, they could get a stone. ”

A person came to Mashan not to earn spirit stones, but to collect some documents.

The real estate secretary frowned and asked Lin Tianshao to say: What kind of documents do the elderly want to collect?

Lin Sien smiled and did not answer.

Seeing that Lin Tian didn't say or ask, the real estate department changed the topic and asked, "What do the elderly have for the store?"

"Not too big, not too far. ”

"yes!"

The real estate department nodded, took out the small book, and moved it to the center. He handed the booklet to Lin Tian and said: "This shop is not on the main road, not far from the West Gate, not too busy, not too busy, not very far, the store plus a yard There are three houses, one hundred and sixty years of spirit stones.

"In this shop, rent for one year for one year. ”

After Lin Tian gave away the Eight Hundred Spirit Stones, the real estate department asked, "Did my predecessor name the store a store?"

Lin Tianen thought for a while, and then replied, "The name of the store is Jubaozhai!"

The real estate department nodded, pulling out a mark carved from ghost wood. He handed it to Lin Tian and said, "Please let the old people drip a drop of blood!"

Lin Tian nodded and said the token on a drop of blood.

The real estate department took the token and gave it to Lin Tian, and then asked, "Does the predecessor have anything else?"

"Nothing!"

LamThien replied and stood up.

From the city government, Lin Tian went to the West City Gate. After a while, he went to the store he had hired.

With Ling Yu given to him by the real estate department, he sealed the seal of the store. Lin Tian stared at the threshold of the store for a while, and the idea was moved, using the power of the gods to bring "YundanWard" into the threshold. The word has been changed to "Jubaozhai".

As soon as he walked through the door, Lin Tianxin moved, turning the joints on both sides of the door into an interesting connection he had seen in the giant city of Wanbao Pavilion.

It is very important for cranes to look for opportunities, and buying and selling is all about luck.