"Presumptuous, dare to stare at the young master like this, Lao Tzu will beat you to death!"

Zhang Yue saw that Zhang Lang dared to stare at Han Yun so resentfully, and a trace of murderous intent suddenly appeared in his eyes.

If Zhang Yue had a sense of identity with Han Yun in the past, he would never have supported Han Yun so much.

But after recognizing Han Yun as the young master.

In Zhang Yue's heart, Han Yun is the most important, young master, that is the supreme honor of the war clan!

"Wait......"

Looking at the angry Zhang Yue, Han Yun hurriedly waved his hand to stop it.

"The young master is angry, it's Zhang Yue who is reckless!"

Zhang Yue hurriedly admitted his mistake.

"Okay, you watch from the side first, this scum has been scrapped, and it can't be a threat to me!"

Han Yun smiled lightly, and then walked towards Zhang Lang.

"Brother Bull, you don't have to die well, you disciples of the Bull Pavilion will be punished by God......"

Looking at Han Yun, Zhang Lang scolded.

"Tsk...... It seems that you have good energy, Zhang Lang, cockroach, you are really an immortal Xiaoqiang, but even if you are an immortal Xiaoqiang, in front of me Han Yun, you have to have a belly to the sky!"

In Han Yun's eyes, a murderous aura suddenly flashed.

"Brother, you kind of kill me!"

Zhang Lang saw the murderous intent in Han Yun's eyes, and immediately shouted angrily.

"Kill you!"

The corners of Han Yun's mouth hooked up with an evil smile, and then said in a sinister manner:

"Who gave you the right to die!"

"You ......"

Zhang Lang was furious, and a touch of sadness rose in his eyes.

He's a great warrior.

Now he can't even control his own life and death.

"Tell me, what the hell do you want to know?"

Zhang Lang looked at Han Yun, and his eyes suddenly calmed down.

"Oh, it's a good job!"

Han Yun smiled indifferently.

Then he spoke:

"Tell me, what's in this cave?"

Han Yun looked at Zhang Lang and asked.

"...... in this cave"

Zhang Lang's expression paused slightly, a touch of fear passed through Zhang Lang's eyes, and then looked at Han Yun, Zhang Lang pretended to be calm and said:

"It's a simple cave, I don't know what's in it......"

"Really?"

Han Yun's expression suddenly turned cold, and he looked at Zhang Lang and said:

"It looks like you're not cooperating!"

"Brother, what do you want to do?"

Hearing Han Yun's words, Zhang Lang's face changed greatly.

"Hey, hey, hey...... What do I want to do, Lao Tzu wants to see if you are really a cockroach, Zhang Lang, you should have heard of the rune master!"

Han Yun looked at Zhang Lang and asked strangely.

"Runemaster?"

Zhang Lang paused, and then looked at Han Yundao with a smile on his face:

"Could it be that you are a rune master? This is impossible, rune masters are extremely demanding, even if it is the Ancient Seven Cities, there are only a handful of rune masters!"

"Is it impossible?"

Han Yun sneered, and then his heart moved.

A divine soul power like the sea spread out from Han Yun's sea of knowledge.

The terrifying soul power made Zhang Lang tremble all over.

Runemaster.

It's really a runemaster!

This feeling, he had felt in Licheng more than a hundred years ago, and the one who exuded the power of his divine soul that time was only a sixth-level rune master.

But even so.

That feeling also impressed Zhang Lang.

In front of this spirit, Zhang Lang felt as if he was a small boat on the sea, as if it would be destroyed at any time.

"Say, in order to be able to die a happy death, you better say it!"

Han Yun looked at Zhang Lang and said in a deep voice.

"I ......"

Zhang Lang's eyes were full of bitterness.

Runemaster.

The status of the rune master is extremely high, and this is because once the rune master reaches the level of the sixth level, he can unleash mysterious attacks.

Runemaster's attack.

It's unpredictable, but it can make the warrior die without the slightest injury.

Runemaster.

In the eyes of the low-level martial artists of the Xuanling Continent, it was synonymous with mystery and horror.

What's even more terrifying.

The Runemaster has a powerful spirit and is able to forcibly deprive low-level martial artists of their memories.

In this process of deprivation, the martial artist has to endure unprecedented pain, and this kind of exercise is even more taboo by all martial artists, and the rune master generally does not use it easily.

"Okay, I'll tell you, but you have to promise me one condition!"

Looking at Han Yun, Zhang Lang gritted his teeth and said.

"Say!"

Han Yun's eyes were happy.

The powerful power of the divine soul does have the ability to deprive memories.

But the memory of deprivation also has an impact on Han Yun, Zhang Lang's hundreds of years of memory, if Han Yun's ability to bear it is a little worse, it will become the second Zhang Lang.

"This is the tomb of the first ancestor of my War Sect!"

Zhang Lang looked at Han Yun and said in a low voice.

"The tomb of the first ancestor?"

Han Yun's eyes flashed, and then he said coldly:

"Go on!"

"I don't know how many years this tomb has existed here, and in my memory, the previous generation of sect masters didn't dare to come here easily, because there was ...... in this cave."

"What's going on in the cave?"

Han Yun asked intently.

"Because this cave is so weird, there are thirty-eight sect masters in my war sect, all of whom are missing in this cave!"

"What?"

Han Yun exclaimed.

In the Battle Sect, there are thirty-eight sect masters missing in this cave?

This cave......

Han Yun grinned, damn it, is this cave eating people?

"Brother Niu, I persuade you not to try to open this tomb, there is a record in my Zhan Sect that the first ancestor is a supreme powerhouse, and legend has it that he has exceeded the realm of Zhan Zun......"

"Beyond the ...... of Warlord"

Han Yun gasped again.

According to the system, Zhanzun is a ninth-level powerhouse, and above Zhanzun, that is a tenth-level powerhouse, and he is also the warlord who is rumored to be out.

"Go on!"

Han Yun took a deep breath and said again.

For some reason, the more Zhang Lang said this, the more curiosity rose in Han Yun's heart.

What is hidden under the cave?

"The first ancestor of my Zhan Sect, nicknamed War Demon, when the ancestor was here, my Zhan Zong was also a big force in the Huaxia Divine Kingdom, but for some reason, the ancestor suddenly left the Divine Kingdom with the disciples of the Zhan Sect and came to the ancient city of the Xia Kingdom, and not long after, the ancestor was ......"

A trace of memory rose in Zhang Lang's eyes.

"Go on!"

Han Yun said in a deep voice.

"After the death of the ancestor, my Zhanzong began to lose, and finally it was reduced to a middle-grade sect, but the ancestor said, this cave is sealed with an evil dragon, and only when my Zhanzong is alive and dead, can this cave be opened and lead out the soul of the evil dragon to fight!"

Zhang Lang looked at Han Yun, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.

"The war demon is buried here?"

Han Yun asked, pointing to his feet.

"That's right, the ancestor is buried here, but no one in our disciples of the War Sect has ever seen the tomb of the ancestor, and this cave has not changed for thousands of years!"

Zhang Lang looked at Han Yundao.

"There are no graves!"

Han Yun's eyes flickered, and Han Yun always felt it.

What does Zhang Lang seem to be hiding?

"You can die!"

Han Yun looked at Zhang Lang and said indifferently.

"Wait......"

Seeing that Han Yun was going to execute him, Zhang Lang's face suddenly became anxious.

"Do you have any last words, say it!"

Han Yun said indifferently.