For some reason, hearing the three words of this half-dead man, the dead wood Taoist felt bitter in his heart.

If it weren't for Zhang Jianfeng stabbing his heart, the Deadwood Dao Master would not have stepped into this demonic path at all, and cultivating this Yin Spirit Dao would have benefits and disadvantages.

The good thing is that under the stimulation of the blood of these countless unjust souls and living beings, the cultivation of the Deadwood Daoist suddenly skyrocketed.

But this disadvantage is one of the reasons why the Deadwood Dao Master has always been reluctant to touch the Yin Spirit Dao.

Because this disadvantage is to let the three souls and seven spirits of a monk devour each other, leaving the latter one, which is called the Yin Spirit.

In this way, those who have cultivated this Yin Spirit Dao will no longer have the opportunity to be reincarnated, and once they die, they will fall into the Eternal Demon Realm.

Now, the Deadwood Daoist was forced to death by Zhang Jianfeng, and he naturally hated Zhang Jianfeng.

The Deadwood Dao Master pointed at Zhang Jianfeng and said angrily: "It's you! Zhang Jianfeng, you caused me to cultivate this Yin Spirit Dao!"

Zhang Jianfeng was under the protection of Zhang Zichen and He Huimin, without a trace of oppression, he smiled: "It's not me who hurt you, it's you who hurt yourself, back then, if you hadn't killed my fiancée's family in front of me, then I wouldn't have sought revenge on you today." ”

"Revenge?" "Deadwood Daoist sneered, "Here, you two senior brothers, one is in the middle stage of Jindan and the other is in the late stage of Jindan, I won't take you seriously at all. As for that Tiangangmen girl, although she is also in the late Yuan Infant stage, I want to see if she can stop me from killing the two of you!"

As soon as the words fell, the Deadwood Daoist burst out with red light, only to hear a loud sound, and the Deadwood Daoist's whole person turned into three or five red auroras, rushing towards Zhang Jianfeng.

It seems that the person who this deadwood Taoist chief wants to kill the most is Zhang Jianfeng.

But Zhang Zichen didn't want to watch the Deadwood Daoist kill his senior brother, Zhang Zichen was about to stand forward and block the Deadwood Daoist's attack, but was stopped by Zhang Jianfeng.

Zhang Jianfeng grabbed Zhang Zichen with one hand, "Senior brother, he is mine." ”

When Zhang Zichen heard this, his head was bored, and he persuaded: "Senior brother, when is it now, you are not his opponent at all." ”

Zhang Jianfeng shook his head: "Let me fight to the death!"

From Zhang Jianfeng's gaze, Zhang Zichen saw the scorching heat and pleading, he knew that his senior brother didn't want Zhang Zichen to pity him, and he also knew that what his senior brother wanted most at present was to die with his fiancée Xiao Yun.

So Zhang Zichen finally compromised, he didn't move, but watched the senior brother turn around and face the deadwood Dao Chief.

Shout!

Five red auroras, turned into five silk threads, appeared in front of Zhang Jianfeng at once.

"Golden Shield!"

Zhang Jianfeng let out a loud shout, and a golden shield formed outside his body, and expanded, protecting it ten meters away from the surrounding area.

But this shield seems to be too weak.

The five auroras on the opposite side broke through the golden light shield, and appeared in Zhang Jianfeng's eyes in the blink of an eye.

The red light flashed in Zhang Jianfeng's eyes, and five auroras pierced in front of his heart and came out of the back of his heart.

After these five auroras stabbed Zhang Jianfeng's heart, they immediately turned into a person behind Zhang Jianfeng.

The Deadwood Daoist stood in place and laughed: "Zhang Jianfeng, what's the matter? Just now he stabbed me in the heart and wanted me to die, so now I will treat you in the same way!" Zhang Jianfeng, wait for death!"

The Deadwood Daoist smiled hideously.

Seeing that the senior brother was stabbed in the heart, Zhang Zichen just turned his head and wiped his tears, he knew that the senior brother died like this, this was the senior brother's greatest wish.

Burst!

Zhang Jianfeng spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground, trembling all over, and the blood flowing from his heart quickly spread around him, turning into a huge blood flower.

Seeing Zhang Jianfeng die, the Deadwood Daoist turned around proudly and looked at Zhang Zichen.

In the eyes of the Deadwood Dao Chief, Zhang Zichen was just an ordinary late-stage Jindan realm.

It's just that the Deadwood Daoist didn't expect that in the next battle, he actually discovered that Zhang Zichen was a strange cultivator, and he actually had nine golden pills!

At this time, the Deadwood Daoist looked at Zhang Zichen and said with a smile: "Zhang Zichen, what's the matter? Watching your senior brother die like this, what do you think?"

Zhang Zichen calmed his mood, wiped away his tears, and glanced at Zhang Jianfeng on the ground again.

Suddenly, a murderous aura flashed in Zhang Zichen's eyes, and he said, "Deadwood Dao Chief, this revenge will be avenged!

Zhang Zichen was just a monk in the late stage of Jindan, but the murderous aura emanating from his eyes made the Deadwood Daoist feel a pang in his heart and take a step back.

For some reason, this Zhang Zichen doesn't seem to be so simple.

But because of the situation, the Deadwood Daoist still pretended that nothing had happened, he stared at Zhang Zichen, and said, "Zhang Zichen, if you want to take revenge, then come! ”

"This trick ......" Zhang Zichen shook his head with a wry smile, "Daoist Deadwood, do you think that I will be like my senior brother, in order to avenge his fiancée, and face you alone?"

Seeing that the plan was seen through, the Deadwood Daoist explained embarrassedly: "How can I, a late-stage Yuanying Realm monk, be afraid of you, even if you are hiding in the ...... of this late-stage Yuanying monk."

Before the Deadwood Daoist finished speaking, he was interrupted by Zhang Zichen.

"Okay, don't. Zhang Zichen interrupted, "I have to, Deadwood Daoist, your plan is very successful." I, Zhang Zichen, really want to be like my senior brother and be alone with you. I want you to hear clearly, I, Zhang Zichen, want to kill you with my own hands and avenge my senior brother. ”

"Really?" Deadwood Daoist couldn't have imagined that this Zhang Zichen knew his thoughts, and he even jumped into this trap.

Although the Deadwood Daoist felt that something was wrong, under the threat of a monk in the late stage of Jindan, he felt no sense of pressure.

In the late Yuan Infant stage against the late Jindan stage, even if it is a dead person, he knows what the difference in strength is.

The deadwood Taoist was proud in his heart, scolding Zhang Zichen for being a pig and wanting to send him to death.

The dead wood Dao who smiled in his heart said loudly: "Zhang Zichen, seeing that your cultivation is low, I will let you make three moves, if you can't kill me in three moves, then I will kill you." ”

Zhang Zichen cracked his mouth and said: "Don't be ashamed! Deadwood Daoist, I just entered the realm of the late Yuan Infant stage, I will let you make three moves, if you can't kill me in three moves, then I will kill you!"

Hearing Zhang Zichen teasing himself in the same tone, the Deadwood Daoist said angrily: "Zhang Zichen, if you toast and don't eat and drink, that's good, I will take your life with one move!"