Zhang Xuanji, who was already unconscious, slowly sobered up after hearing Xiao Yuan's words.

Xiao Yuan's words seemed to have magical power, but when he was sober, there was a trace of fear in his eyes.

Although he was confused, he was aware of what had happened.

So he knew that Xiao Yuan was the one he wanted to deal with now, but he raised his head with difficulty, and said vaguely: "Who are you? Do you know who is behind us? If you dare to do this, you are undoubtedly looking for death." ”

"Smack......!" However, Xiao Yuan ignored it completely, stepped on Zhang Xuanji's thigh, and trampled on it: "I just want to know, what are you doing refining so many zombies?

"You ......!" Zhang Xuanji, who was already seriously injured, kept spitting out the blood in his mouth, and the severe pain made his face distorted: "Even if you die, Lao Tzu won't tell you." ”

"Hmph, I don't know if it's dead or alive, I'll see how long you can be hard-mouthed......" Xiao Yuan's face turned cold, and a purple line shot out of his fingers, directly shattering Zhang Xuanji's kneecap.

"Ah......h

"You will be hunted down endlessly, including your people, and you will be exterminated, and even if you flee to the Netherworld, you will not be able to escape from the palm of their hands...... Haha!" Zhang Xuanji's face was full of pain and a cruel smile, as if a demon was cursing the other party before he died: "They are ...... forces that even the Great Yan Dynasty fears!"

"Noisy ......!" Xiao Yuan frowned, and pulled Zhang Xuanji out with one palm.

What he didn't expect was that this Zhang Xuanji was quite backbone, and he could hold up even if his hands and feet were broken a little bit, not to mention life or death.

"Hmph, do you think I can't do anything if you don't say it? Xiao Yuan sneered, grabbed Zhang Xuanji's head with his big hand, and suddenly a strong Hongmeng purple qi poured into his mind.

Xiao Yuan was about to forcibly search Zhang Xuanji's memory, and at this moment, Zhang Xuanji really showed a look of horror, not because he was afraid that Xiao Yuan would search for his memory, but because the pain of searching for his memory was countless times more painful than before.

At that moment, the severe pain made his already broken legs and hands move, and they kept waving wildly.

And this kind of pain is by no means something that ordinary people can bear, even if it is a martial god, for a martial god, a broken hand and a broken foot may be nothing, and it can be bearable, and even some broken hands and feet will not hurt if they are not seriously injured, but now, Zhang Xuanji broke his hand and broken foot, or he was seriously injured, how could he bear the pain of searching for memories?

He felt like his head was about to explode.

Countless Hongmeng wandered through his mind together, tearing at every nerve in him, making his face stiff in pain, and he couldn't even make an expression.

I said...... I said!" It wasn't until the end that he struggled to utter a few words.

"It's late, I gave you a chance before......" Now, even if Zhang Xuanji wants to say it, Xiao Yuan won't give him a chance, the reason why he let Zhang Xuanji say it himself before is because Xiao Yuan doesn't want to do it, because searching for memory is not as simple as it seems on the surface...... It's a very draining thing.

Zhang Xuanji's countless memories began to appear in Xiao Yuan's mind, but they were all inconsequential memories, or there was no memory of this refining zombie.

It wasn't until a long moment later that Xiao Yuan realized that there was a little essence in Zhang Xuanji's mind, and it seemed to be wrapped in something.

"No wonder, it turns out that your memories have been tampered with. Xiao Yuan suddenly, quickly poured Hongmeng purple qi towards that essence light, and when the Hongmeng purple qi touched the essence light, that bit of essence light suddenly exploded.

Suddenly, countless memory fragments scattered, and in the process of scattering, they continued to dissolve into nothingness.

Obviously, that bit of essence was deliberately planted by someone, probably to prevent people from discovering all the memories about this place.

The essence light exploded, which shocked Xiao Yuan's mind a little, so he didn't grasp all the memory fragments, only grabbed some of them, and the other parts could only be seen as they turned into nothingness.

At the same time, at the moment when the essence light exploded, Zhang Xuanji's eyes also became dim, and the vitality passed quickly, but with just one breath, he died completely.

To tell the truth, his death was like a horror, and in the moment after his death, he became an old man in his eighties and nineties, and like that, what is the difference between him and those zombies......

Eventually, his body slowly turned into black qi and scattered all around, merging into those nine gloomy qis.

This ban is not only to destroy Zhang Xuanji's memory when it is searched, but also to destroy Zhang Xuanji, this kind of ban is really a bit vicious.

In the end, Zhang Xuanji's memory Xiao Yuan only got a star and a half.

However, this is enough to let Xiao Yuan know what they are doing by refining zombies.

Indeed, as Zhang Xuanji said, and as Xiao Yuan guessed, this is a huge force behind the scenes, so big that Da Yan does not want to have anything to do with it.

And this force is what Xiao Yuan guessed in his heart, the "Eastern Imperial Family".

This mysterious emerging force. When Zhang Xuanji said that he was a behemoth, Xiao Yuan already had a premonition.

However, even if they knew that it was a zombie refined by the people of the Eastern Imperial Family, what could they do?

In Zhang Xuanji's memory, there is more than this "stockade" for refining zombies.

However, what Xiao Yuan wanted to know was whether it was all the clansmen of the Eastern Imperial Family, or was it a certain person with great power in the Eastern Imperial Family who built these villages.

The reason why Xiao Yuan thinks this way is entirely because in Zhang Xuanji's memory, he only meets an extremely mysterious person every time, and who this person is, there is no way to know, if it is all the people of the Eastern Imperial Family, then there is no need to be so mysterious.

Moreover, the man asked Zhang Xuanji to collect the essence of all the people who had been refined into zombies, that is, the huge energy in the ground that Xiao Yuan had discovered.

And why the Eastern Imperial Family wants to refine these zombies, it's a long story.

Over the years, the Eastern Imperial Family has been secretly manipulating the pattern of heaven and earth, and almost all the disputes between heaven and earth are made by them in secret.

And the reason why they do this is to constantly weaken the strength of all the forces in heaven and earth, and then in the troubled times, they continue to use refugees to refine zombies to march and fight...... And then fight for this piece of heaven and earth again, and a trick that they have used a long, long time ago.

Now, they want to make a comeback!

However, after Xiao Yuan analyzed Zhang Xuanji's memory fragments, he always felt that the whole thing was not so simple, zombies may be something that the people of the Eastern Imperial Family want to refine, and that Jingyuan is afraid that the core figure of a certain Eastern Imperial Family wants to get, most of them are the mysterious people who meet Zhang Xuanji every time......

Because in Zhang Xuanji's memory, that figure was very old, like an old man with a broken candle, and the lights would go out at any time, so Xiao Yuan guessed that he wanted so much Jingyuan to continue his life.

"The Eastern Imperial Family, the Eastern Imperial Family......" Xiao Yuan kept chanting this name in his heart.

"Boom. On the side, Xiao Lin was covered in blood, his sternum and leg bones were exposed, and even a large piece of flesh and blood in his abdomen disappeared, and the bright red internal organs could be seen clearly.

However, although he was miserable, at this moment, two palms were inserted into the hearts of the two men in black.

His palm, which was only a bone, was like a sharp dagger, and with every swing, it could kill a man in black.

At this point, he had killed a full hundred men in black, but there were still three hundred left.

Although he became more and more courageous, he could feel that his aura was weakening little by little, and his vitality was slowly weakening.