Of the forty or fifty monks opposite, none of them noticed the change in Zhang Zichen's face, and no one cared about Zhang Zichen's inner thoughts.

They thought that since Zhang Zichen had already saved them when they were in the stomach of the centipede, they would definitely not kill them now.

Whoa!

Torrential rain fell from the sky, hitting the ground and splashing puddles of water.

An invisible murderous aura, centered on Zhang Zichen, contracted and spread within his three zhang range.

Suddenly, Zhang Zichen felt a little movement behind him, his brows moved, the fingers of his right hand stood up, his figure flashed, and he rushed to the back.

Shout!

A murderous aura came out majestically!

Zhang Zichen immediately appeared in front of a female monk, and his fingers pressed against the female monk's jaw.

As long as this female monk moves slightly, Zhang Zichen will let her die immediately!

"Ahh

Zhang Zichen's sudden action frightened the female monk into screaming.

But Zhang Zichen didn't pity the jade, he stared at the female monk coldly, and said, "Who are you?"

"I'......," the friar immediately explained, "Zhang Zichen, what do you think? Am I not one of those people you just rescued?"

"Really?" Zhang Zichen swept through his mind and quickly thought of it.

Of these forty or fifty friars, there were only seven or eight friars, and the faces of these seven or eight women were very easy to remember.

And the female monk standing in front of Zhang Zichen had a delicate face, a perfect figure, and translucent skin, she was not only the highest cultivator among the female monks present, but also the most beautiful one among all the female friars.

For beautiful things, Zhang Zichen has a deep memory, three days ago, in the stomach of the centipede, he noticed the location of this female monk several times, intentionally or unintentionally.

"Zhang Zichen, you still don't want to let go of me? Do you want to kill me?" the nun scolded, "Your finger is against my jaw, you hurt me!"

This female monk is really right, Zhang Zichen has been thinking about how to deal with these forty or fifty monks in her heart, whether to kill or release, Zhang Zichen is still hesitating.

But at this time, Zhang Zichen was not ready to act rashly, he took a breath softly, put away his fingers, and took two steps back, but those dark eyes never left the female monk, staring at her deadly.

The nun stretched out her hand and rubbed her jaw, this place was red by Zhang Zichen, a little painful, after a long time she was very unhappy, and said, "Zhang Zichen, what do you mean? Do you know that you almost killed me just now?"

The murderous aura on Zhang Zichen's body, no more, no less, just emanated in front of this female monk: "You suddenly appeared behind me, I thought you were an enemy, so I ......"

"Huh, enemy?" the monk scoffed twice, then nodded, "That's right, in this realm of ruins full of killing and blood, there are enemies everywhere, no one can be trusted, it's good to be cautious." ”

"Who are you?" Zhang Zichen avoided the topic of this female monk, and asked instead, "Look at the water spirit aura emanating from your body, are you from the water tribe?"

"Yes, that's right, I'm an Aquar. The female monk stretched out her Qianqian jade hand and said with a smile, "Hello, my name is Tan Lu, it's a pleasure to meet you, the legendary Heavenly Realm is the first day of Zhang Zichen." ”

Although this female monk named Tan Lu is quite delicate and sweet, and her figure is also very good, Zhang Zichen has no intention of shaking hands with her.

For the water people, Zhang Zichen has a good impression, but also a bad feeling.

The Chen family of the Shui Clan, this is Zhang Zichen's friend, as for the other families and sects of the Shui Clan, Zhang Zichen has a headache.

The Ji family, Donghuangdao and Donghai Dragon Palace, these three major family sects, are all enemies of Zhang Zichen.

It can be said that they and Zhang Zichen have a deep blood feud.

"Your surname is Tan, and you are definitely not from the Chen family. Zhang Zichen asked directly, "Then which family are you from?"

"Me?" Tan Lu said with a smile, "I'm just a casual cultivator, and I'm neither from the Chen family nor from other families." ”

"Scattered cultivation?" Zhang Zichen snorted coldly, "A casual cultivator can cultivate to the late realm of the True Monarch?

This is the case on the Heavenly Realm Continent, if an ordinary monk does not have the support of his family and sect, and without the family and sect to provide aura and weapons, then this monk's cultivation will definitely not be able to cultivate to such a powerful point as Tan Lu.

Since Tan Lu is a master of the late realm of Zhenjun, it must be indispensable to the family's great help, and now, since she doesn't want to say which sect she comes from, Zhang Zichen doesn't have any good impression of her.

This world is not a world of faces, it is a world of killing and blood.

Although Tan Lu is a beauty, life is still more important, and Zhang Zichen doesn't want to deal with a person of unknown origin.

Tan Lu also sensed Zhang Zichen's vigilance, so she hurriedly persuaded her: "Zhang Zichen, what are you doing? Seeing me is like seeing a ghost, am I so scary?"

Tan Lu touched his face, looked down at his proud figure again, frowned lightly and said, "I, Tan Lu, am also the number one beauty in Tanah Lot Temple, how many men want to chase me, do you know?

But Tan Lu said so many words, Zhang Zichen didn't listen to a word, he only heard the words 'Tanah Lot Temple'.

Zhang Zichen remembered that the Water Tribe had such a Tanah Lot Temple, and Allure Dance was the holy woman elected by the Tanah Lot Temple.

At that time, when Chen Zhanfeng and the saint got married, they had a wedding banquet at home, and they had to go to Tanah Lot Temple to worship the sea god.

Although Zhang Zichen did not go to Tanah Lot Temple with him, he knew that this Tanah Lot Temple was a friend of the saint and a friend of the Chen family, and furthermore, the Tanah Lot Temple was Zhang Zichen's friend.

Zhang Zichen's brows suddenly relaxed, and he said, "Tan Lu Zhenjun, are you from Tanah Lot Temple?"

"That's right!" Tan Lu smiled, "What? Have you ever been to Tanah Lot Temple?"

"Haven't been, just heard of it. Zhang Zichen shook his head and said, "It is said that the daughter-in-law of the Chen family is the saint selected by your Tanah Lot Temple, right?"

"Do you know our Water Tribe's Holy Maiden Allure Dance?" Tan Lu wondered.

"Well, we're friends. Before meeting Chen Zhanfeng, Zhang Zichen took the lead in getting to know Allure Dance, and at that time, Zhang Zichen saved Allure Dance, and the two became friends.

Tan Lu sighed and chuckled: "I didn't expect Zhang Zichen that you are still a friend of the saint, I thought that at the beginning, the saintess of the Sea Lot Temple should have been served by me, but I didn't expect that in the end, I fell off the list." ”

"Is there such a thing?" Zhang Zichen's attitude towards Tan Lu was much better, he looked at Tan Lu seriously, melon seed face, fair skin, long hair to waist, slender figure, she is indeed a beauty.