Zhang Mochen smiled from ear to ear, if he had to rank the treasures of the Yuan King, these three finger exercises would undoubtedly rank first. A local-level advanced technique is placed among the top forces in the mainland, and it is also a rare treasure.

"It's really a bodhisattva in a small temple who hasn't seen a big incense!"

Zhang Mochen smiled bitterly, remembering the dragon dance he had been practicing for more than ten years, and couldn't help but shake his head.

The Yellow Rank Intermediate Technique is too cheap!

The road has to be walked step by step, and the food has to be eaten one bite at a time, although the third finger is a high-level exercise of the ground level, but with Zhang Mochen's current strength, he can't cultivate, and even the second finger of the ground level junior level is difficult to control.

There is no gap without comparison, among the three fingers, the first finger is the weakest, and it is only a Xuan-level advanced technique, however, even the first-class forces in Heyue City may not have a few techniques that can be compared.

Zhang Mochen didn't have too much ambition, slowly closed his eyes, and slowly stretched out his right index finger.

When Zhang Mochen was completely immersed in his cultivation, the pot exploded outside the tomb, especially the miscellaneous hair, and the gaze staring at the Ape King seemed to be able to eat people. It turned out that the demons had been waiting for five or six days, but they hadn't even waited for Zhang Mochen's shadow.

"Old monkey, if something happens to the master, I'll be the first to kill you!" said Zafur angrily, during this time, it also tried to enter the tomb, but it was all shocked, and now it can only be anxious.

"I, how did I know this would be the case?" The Ape King was a little aggrieved, he wanted to give Zhang Mochen a creation, but he didn't expect to harm others.

"Maybe that's fate?" the Wolf King looked solemnly in the direction of the entrance, shook his head and sighed.

"It's a fart, dead dog, believe it or not, I'm going to bite you to death now?"

What is surprising is that in the face of the arrogance of the miscellaneous hairs, the Ape King and the Wolf King actually chose to swallow their anger, you know, they are both at the top of the second order, which is equivalent to the existence of the intermediary master.

"Okay, don't argue, can we save Mochen from arguing?"

Hearing the words of the Bull King, the anger of the miscellaneous hair quietly subsided, and he sat on the ground with his butt and stared closely at the direction of the entrance.

......

The demon beasts suffered for another five days in agony, but there was still no movement at the entrance of the tomb. During this period, if it weren't for the persuasion of the unicorn beast, the miscellaneous hair would have started fighting long ago.

For Zhang Mochen's delay in returning, I don't know if he felt guilty or if there was another reason, the Ape King and the Wolf King let the miscellaneous hair scold him, without any counterattack, not even a cruel word.

Half a month's time is coming, in order to meet the big battle, the three beast kings have to leave first, although it is a hegemon, but it also takes time to mobilize strength.

The miscellaneous fur did not leave, and it was even ready to protect it for the rest of its life.

......

When night falls, the evening breeze gives birth to a hint of coolness, blowing away the stuffiness of the day little by little.

The camp at the bottom of the Infinite Cliff, except for a few scattered torches, was dark. For the sake of tomorrow's battle, everyone went back to their rooms early to rest, but this was a night that could not be slept after all.

......

The east is faintly bright, the vision is blurred, and the bottom of the infinite cliff is surging.

"Auntie, there is no news from Mochen yet, do you want to wait any longer?" Wang Yuyan asked worriedly.

"Yes, Jing Nan didn't move either. Fan Xun continued.

"Time waits for no one, Mochen said when he left that he would meet us in the suburbs. Zhang Tianbing shook his head and replied, and at the same time looked solemnly in the direction of Chen Jingnan's retreat.

After a while, Zhang Tianbing withdrew his gaze and looked up at the clouds above his head, his heart heavy.

"Yu Yan, don't go, take care of Ran'er, if you ......," Zhang Tianbing said earnestly.

"There is no if, Yu Yan is waiting for the triumphant return of your uncles. Wang Yuyan directly interrupted Zhang Tianbing's words and said confidently, but those big eyes were watery because of tears.

Although she has an inexplicable trust in Zhang Mochen, Wang Yuyan knows that this time she is bound to bleed, and the tragedy is unimaginable.

Zhang Tianbing smiled slightly, touched the back of the girl's head, and with a wave of his jade hand, more than 20 figures suddenly disappeared in place, and at the same time, the sound of continuous diving came from the lake.

......

At this time, about 100 people were standing against the scorching sun, and in front of them were more than 30 men who were tied up by five flowers.

Although this group of people was stripped of their shirts and knelt on the ground by the torturers behind them, their sturdy bodies were also scarred, but their eyes were full of unyielding righteousness.

Just when the leader looked up at the sun with some impatience, an entourage beside him whispered: "Patriarch, here!"

The person at the head was dressed in a yellow robe, and his facial features were covered with traces of time, although he looked like a symbol, but there was a faint hint of a villain.

Who else could this person be besides Zhang Tianluan, who had already taken refuge in the Li family!

Looking at the boiling horizon that was basking under the scorching sun, Zhang Tianluan sneered, and in the dust, more than two dozen blurred figures were rushing towards him.

A moment later, the figures were killed, although the number was several times less, but the twenty or so people were all fierce and murderous.

"You traitors really dare to come!" Zhang Tianluan took a step forward and said with a sneer at the first three people.

"Hehe, who is a traitor, the world has its own judgment. For the sake of brotherhood, if you release him now, I may be able to leave you a whole corpse. Zhang Tianbing replied coldly, without a trace of expression on his beautiful face, like a snow lotus that had been frozen for 10,000 years.

"It's not a small tone, do you think that today is just to deal with these wastes?" Zhang Tianluan said coldly, and at the same time gently raised his hand to the entourage around him, and in the next second, a flying arrow shot into the sky, and after passing through the layers of clouds, it exploded.

Fan Xun, Zhang Tianbing, and Zhang Tianchi were not a little surprised, but the black-pressed figure in the distance still made their brows frown tightly.

This kind of formation, in the small city of Sanye Town, can be described as unprecedented, fortunately, the suburbs are not far away, people have climbed on the roof, forced their hearts throbbing, and their eyes can't take their eyes off.

"Haha, three, I haven't seen you for many days, but are you okay?"

A team of nearly 1,000 people spread out, and in the front of the crowd, Li Fengying rode forward and laughed.

"Thanks to Patriarch Li's concern, I plucked the hair of the dragon group a few times, ate and drank, and lived a comfortable life. Fan Xun replied with his fists clenched, full of drama, but when he skimmed an old man beside Li Fengying, the corners of his eyes couldn't help but twitch.

Who else could the old man have besides Song Jiaying in Heyue City?

Fan Xun's provocation was immediate, Jiang Yuan and several other regiment commanders suddenly turned pale, if they weren't under the eaves, they would have rushed over a long time ago.

Seeing the arrival of the army, he had confidence in his heart, and Zhang Tianluan's old face became even more domineering.

"Patriarch Li, is it going to be executed now?" However, in the face of Li Fengying, Zhang Tianluan still changed into a flattering appearance, like a pug.

Throwing a cold light towards the opposite side, Li Fengying said with a smile: "Brother Tianluan, these are your clansmen, everything is decided by you, the patriarch." ”

Li Fengying's words gave Zhang Tianluan enough face, and the latter suddenly smiled, and after bowing respectfully, he suddenly turned around, and his expression became arrogant.

"Execution!"

Zhang Tianluan waved his hand, and a token was tossed high.

"You dare!"

Zhang Tianbing snorted coldly, and the purple dragon sword slammed out of its sheath and rushed out. Fan Xun and Zhang Tianchi glanced at each other and followed, and behind them, there was a deafening killing cry.

"Hmph, I don't know if I'm alive or dead!" Zhang Tianluan scolded, "The Zhang family listens to the order, goes all out to encircle and suppress the rebellion, and kill me!"

As soon as the battle broke out, the men and horses on both sides immediately became entangled together, and suddenly the sword light and sword shadow, the people turned on their backs, and a miserable scream accompanied by the blood line of the surging shot continued to resound in the air.

Although the enemy was outnumbered, there were three Yuan Divisions who charged into battle, and it was difficult to distinguish the victory from defeat for a while.

"Fourth sister, fifth brother, go and rescue the clansmen, I'll clean up that bastard Zhang Tianluan. Killing an intermediary Yuanshi with one palm, Fan Xun turned around and said, however, the body that was about to rush away was tightly pulled by Zhang Tianbing.

"Third brother, let me go with Tianchi. Zhang Tianbing said lightly.

Fan Xun nodded slightly, he understood Zhang Tianbing's thoughts, he must be a righteous son, and he should leave the matter of cleaning up the portal to his own hands and siblings.

"Be careful!" Fan Xun instructed.

Zhang Tianbing nodded with a smile, and in the next second, after making eye contact with Zhang Tianchi, he rushed towards the yellow figure in the distance.

Fan Xun was not idle, the aura of the middle-level Yuan Master completely exploded, and he was crazy to grind, like a wolf entering a sheepfold, and everywhere he passed, there were corpses. Lei Hong and others took the opportunity to successfully rescue the thirty or so clansmen.

After taking a trip from the ghost gate, coupled with the monstrous resentment in their hearts, after being rescued, these thirty or so people didn't care about the injuries on their bodies, and immediately started to fight. The level of madness is staggering, even if you take a fatal blow, you have to desperately pull a cushion.

A sword pierced the chest in front of him, Zhang Tianluan looked up to observe the entire battle situation, and after a while, a solemn look covered his face. Originally, they were absolutely superior in numbers, but most of them suffered casualties in a short period of time. Throwing away the armor, wailing incessantly, the army was crushed.

Blessings are not double, and disasters are not alone. At this moment, Zhang Tianluan's frowning brows locked a little more, and the two murderous auras made his heart tremble, his back was cold, and his hairs stood on end.

PS: The first climax of "Reincarnation" has begun, brothers, let's make trouble.