Among these monks, even Zheng Gui, who knew Zhang Zichen, was shouting: "Boss Wei, kill Zhang Zichen and avenge the merchant!"

Naturally, as Mo Shangxing's son, Mo Shangsang is no exception: "Uncle Wei, you must avenge my father!"

The shouts of these people made Zhang Zichen feel an inexplicable anger.

A few years ago, Zhang Zichen, Scarlet Yue and others came to this demon beast forest to cultivate, and they didn't offend anyone at all, so they were targeted by Wei Suo and Mo Shangxing for no reason.

Then, Zhang Zichen and others were hunted down and killed by them for more than two years.

If it weren't for Zhang Zichen's fate, I am afraid that he would have died in their hands a long time ago.

All of this is clearly because Wei Suo and Mo Shangxing wanted to kill Zhang Zichen, so Zhang Zichen had to resist.

Zhang Zichen thinks that he is not a bad person, but he is not a good-tempered person either.

Mo Shangxing tried to kill him again and again, but Zhang Zichen couldn't bear this tone.

Therefore, Zhang Zichen made a move to kill Mo Shangxing.

All this can be said to be Mo Shangxing's own fault, but now, these people blame Mo Shangxing's death completely on Zhang Zichen.

How could Zhang Zichen not be angry?

Looking at these people, shouting one by one to kill themselves and avenge Mo Shangxing, Zhang Zichen finally became angry.

A cold light appeared in his eyes, and in the cold light, murderous aura flew out.

"Since you all want me to die, then today, I will let you die!"

Zhang Zichen roared angrily, and then directly used the "Ancient Chaos Technique".

Under Zhang Zichen's catalysis, his heart began to beat violently.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

The sound of a steady and powerful heartbeat is heard throughout the space.

After a while, the skin on Zhang Zichen's heart turned blood red, and this blood red was spreading.

Suddenly, blood red crawled all over Zhang Zichen's entire neck, and finally surrounded Zhang Zichen's face and head.

In this way, in everyone's surprised eyes, Zhang Zichen's whole person turned blood-red, and his eyes and hair were all blood-red.

Now, Zhang Zichen's appearance is like a demon fished out of the pool of blood, which makes people feel cold.

"What kind of magic is this?"

"It's so powerful!"

"How did he end up like this?"

Seeing Zhang Zichen's transformation, the hearts of many monks began to feel uneasy.

Even Wei Suo had a faint premonition.

"Wei Suo, Mo Shangsang, Zheng Gui, and you scumbags, don't all of you want my life? Come on, I'll play with you today, grandpa!"

The power of two hundred and ninety-nine cells is equivalent to two hundred and ninety-nine times the power of Zhang Zichen's body!

After that, Zhang Zichen had already turned into a red shadow and rushed directly towards Wei Suo.

Whew――

The red spear didn't have any skills, and it was directly used as a stick and smashed at Wei Suo.

Seeing Zhang Zichen's speed, Wei Suo broke out in a cold sweat, because he could only slightly grasp Zhang Zichen's vague phantom.

"So fast!"

When Wei Suo reacted, he saw a red gun fall from the top of his head.

Wei Suo raised his knife and hurriedly resisted.

Boom!

Knife shattering!

The stick struck directly into Wei Suo's shoulder.

Burst!

Wei Suo spat out a mouthful of blood, and the whole person was like a leather ball, which was immediately smashed and flew out.

With just one blow, Wei Suo was seriously injured.

"Oh my God, Boss Wei, he is a master of the Great Luo Golden Immortal Realm, and he can't resist Zhang Zichen's blow!"

"This Zhang Zichen is too weird!"

"What are you waiting for, everyone run away!"

Thirty-one monks, seeing Wei Suo being knocked away, their faces changed suddenly.

After a few screams, they each piloted their flying machines and fled in all directions.

"Want to escape!?"

Zhang Zichen smiled coldly, and in an instant, his steps accelerated, and in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen monks were pierced under Zhang Zichen's flame spear before they could fly.

As for the rest of the monks, some had just taken off, and some had flown not far away, but none of them escaped, and all of them were killed by Zhang Zichen with one shot.

In the entire village, there were more than 1,000 people, but there were only a few who cultivated above the Great Luo Golden Immortal, and they were all so frightened that they immediately hid, not daring to come out, only daring to peek.

At this time, I am afraid that everyone is thinking in their hearts that this Zhang Zichen is definitely a demon.

He kills without blinking!

The guy Zheng Gui is a person who died tragically under Zhang Zichen's hands.

Now, only Wei Suo and Mo Shangsang are left.

As soon as Zhang Zichen turned around, he saw Mo Shangsang flying towards the boat outside the small port.

Although, Mo Shangsang's escape is useless, but as a person, especially as a monk, when a person is about to die, that desire to survive. The hope is great.

"Mo Shangsang, I didn't want to kill you, but since you have repeatedly forced me, don't blame me!"

After that, Zhang Zichen's feet moved, the dust was flying, and when he looked at the place, he had completely lost Zhang Zichen's figure.

In the blink of an eye, a red phantom had appeared behind Mo Shangsang.

Zhang Zichen raised his spear and stabbed down.

But suddenly, Zhang Zichen had already stabbed out half of the spear, and he couldn't press forward half a step.

Zhang Zichen was stunned for a moment, and then saw that on the ground around him, countless green plants were growing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Moreover, there were already several thick rattans, which were tightly wrapped around the tail of the spear, and they were straining tightly.

If it weren't for that, then Mo Shangsang would have died tragically under Zhang Zichen's shot.

"Old man Wei, do you think that in this way, I won't be able to kill Mo Shangsang? Hehe, you underestimate me too much!"

Zhang Zichen didn't have to look back to know that these green plants and green rattans were controlled by Wei Suo.

Subsequently, the fire attribute primordial spirit in Zhang Zichen's body instantly exploded.

Rumble!

Zhang Zichen's body and the Yin Yang God Flame Spear suddenly burst out with flames several feet high, and the countless green plants surrounding him burned out in this raging fire.

Zhang Zichen was relieved, grabbed the spear again, and stabbed towards Mo Shangsang in front.

Whew――

With a soft sound, Zhang Zichen was stunned again, he actually pierced the air.

This Mo Shangsang is really fateful, and he escaped his stab again.

However, Mo Shangsang did not escape by himself, and was pulled away by a person, with Mo Shangsang's speed, he couldn't escape Zhang Zichen's lore at all.

So at this time, a peerless master appeared, pulled him away, and saved his life.

Zhang Zichen squinted his eyes and looked at the thirty or forty people standing opposite him in a daze, these people were all bald, wearing robes, and dressed as monks.

Just now, when Zhang Zichen was hiding in the forest, he saw a big ship from Baiyi Trading House approaching, and these monks had just come off the ship, so they must have come here to cultivate.

"Amitabha!"

The old monk who saved Mo Shangsang's life stepped forward, looked at Zhang Zichen, and said, "Donor, you have to be forgiving and forgiving." ”