The sound of the broken wind that had been far away in his ears approached again, Zhang Mochen's brows were furrowed, his face was heavy, and the only remaining Yuan Force in the Heavenly Spirit was running the other hand, the black-clothed Yuan Shi didn't seem to have used his real power, and he didn't even seem to take a breath when he was chasing after him.

"Hey, it's still too underestimated, I should have dealt with that Scarface sooner. Zhang Mochen was running hard, while secretly blaming himself.

With the sudden drop in speed, the temporary reserve of Yuan Force was finally depleted. Losing the support of Yuan Li, a strong soreness instantly spread all over the body from the calf.

The sound of gasping water sounded in his ears, and Zhang Mochen ran quickly with his overdrawn body.

Passing through a grove of shrubs, a rushing river comes into view, and at the end of the stream is not a lake, but a cascading waterfall.

"My life is on hold?" There is no way to live in front of him, and there are chasing soldiers behind, Zhang Mochen feels a sense of heaviness and crisis that he has never felt in his heart.

"Bang!"

There was a dull explosion, as if someone had pushed him violently from the back, and Zhang Mochen's body suddenly fell forward, leaving a cloud of red blood mist in the air.

Rolling on the ground a few times, Zhang Mochen finally stabilized his body in front of the cliff, and looked slightly sideways to see the black-clothed Yuanshi slowly approaching with a mace.

Zhang Mochen, who had taken a blow strictly, although his chest was still rolling, his blood-red eyes were extremely cold, staring at the black-clothed Yuanshi tightly.

"Why don't you run?"

The mace flipped in a circle in the black-clothed Yuanshi's hand, and was then tied to his back.

"Master, I don't want to run away!" There were still conspicuous blood stains on the corners of his mouth, but Zhang Mochen's tone still sounded extremely stubborn.

"Do you still dare to call yourself 'master'?" The black-clothed Yuanshi finally stopped, although he was still a few meters away from Zhang Mochen, but this distance made it difficult for the latter to fly, "Did you kill our people yesterday?"

"It's the master!" Without any hesitation, Zhang Mochen said coldly, "It's a pity that I didn't dig them out." ”

"Good, good!" said the black-clothed Yuanshi with a sneer, "Counting my brother, you have three lives on your hands." Say, why are you targeting us apes?"

"No, why, I see that you are unhappy!" Zhang Mochen said with a sip at the black-clothed Yuanshi.

"If you are still so hard-mouthed when you are dying, then I want to see if your mouth is hard or my mace is hard. The black-clothed Yuanshi's eyes froze, and the mace broke away from his back again, and with the support of Yuan Li, he smashed it at Zhang Mochen.

Behind him was a bottomless cliff, in front of him was the wolf's teeth that were crushing the air and smashing it, and the body that was already overdrawn and collapsed ate and ate a heavy blow from the black-clothed Yuanshi, Zhang Mochen really couldn't think of any way to resolve the crisis.

"Damn, death is death!" Zhang Mochen scolded secretly, his heart was crossed, and just as the mace was about to hit the top of his head, he turned over and jumped off the cliff.

Seeing Zhang Mochen jumping off the cliff, the black-clothed Yuanshi came to the top of the waterfall with an arrow step, stared at the misty and bottomless cliff for a long time, and then turned around and left.

......

In the hall of the Divine Ape Regiment, because the head of the regiment, Jiang Yuan, and the second leader, Qiu He, went to the Li family to do errands, the third leader of the hot and fat man sat on the top of the top without avoiding suspicion, but there was also a woman with a strong smell of rouge all over his body sitting on his lap.

Compared with the liver fire a few days ago, the fat man at this moment was obviously very happy, and after pinching the buttocks on his thighs, the pair of small eyes finally looked down the hall.

"Killed?" the fat man asked disdainfully, in his opinion, although the murderer killed several of his henchmen, he was just an ant after all.

"No!" replied the black-clothed man on one knee.

"No, what are you doing without you coming back?" the fat man shouted angrily as he pushed the woman on his thigh away.

"The man took a blow from me and jumped off the cliff. Seeing that the fat body directly above was angry again, the black-clothed Yuanshi cautiously replied.

"To live to see a man, to die to see a corpse. Waste, what do you want?" Facing the hall, the fiery fat man burst out, and the palm that was tightly wrapped by the yellow Yuan Force in an instant slapped mercilessly towards the black-clothed Yuan Shi.

Seeing the murderous fat body swooping down, the eyes of the black-clothed Yuanshi were immediately occupied by fear.

"He, he's jumping on the Infinite Cliff!" the black-clothed Yuanshi hurriedly explained, but his voice trembled a little.

The knife-like wind pressure stopped abruptly, and the black-clothed Yuanshi's heart lowered slightly. Although there were no longer crushing Yuan Force fluctuations in the space, the inertia of the swooping still made the figure of the fiery fat man appear in front of his eyes.

"It turned out to be Wuji Cliff!" The fat man frowned slightly, and said in a low voice, but after a while, the bloated face immediately changed an expression, "Haha, okay, Lao Tzu will give you a credit." ”

The fiery fat man stepped back to the seat at the top of the table.

"Do you know the origin of the murderer?"

"At the age of fifteen or sixteen, he is thin and small, and he looks very raw, I don't have a head-to-head confrontation with him, so I can't see the number of paths from the Yuan Technique he uses, but there is a little subordinate who feels strange, that little cub obviously has no Yuan Force fluctuations, but he can urge Yuan Li. Seeing that the fat man's face was happy, the man in black's heart finally fell, so he slowly replied.

"Oh, you don't have the fluctuation of the Yuan Force, but you can use the Element Force? His eyes rolled back and forth in the slit, and the fat man was obviously a little surprised, and his mind instantly connected with the figure of Lei Hong.

"That's it, they're all dead anyway. After pondering for a moment, the fat man stopped wasting energy to think, and at the same time untied the money bag at his waist and threw it down the hall, "Take it." ”

As soon as he caught the money bag, there was a heavy feeling in his palm, and the black-clothed Yuanshi looked overjoyed, and after thanking the fat man on fire, he turned around and retreated.

"Wait a minute!" the fat man called out to the black-clothed Yuanshi, and at the same time pulled the woman next to him over, and then pushed him under the hall, "Be comfortable and comfortable tonight, remember, as long as things are done well, you will not suffer." The hot fat man said with a smile.

"Xie San is in charge!" was slightly stunned, and the black-clothed Yuanshi immediately drooled, ignoring the woman's resistance that seemed to be true or false, he directly carried it on his shoulders and snatched the door.

......

In the secret room of the Zhang family, Zhang Tianbing sat at the table, although the face that still had charm was still cold and indifferent, but the essence of the light that flashed in his eyes from time to time still revealed the joy that she forced in her heart.

Because, on the opposite side of Zhang Tianbing's gaze, a purple shadow was closing the pink delicacy, breathing softly, sitting on the ground, and the gray breath was even more around the delicate body that had begun to have the charm of youth.

Suddenly, the purple shadow that was still cultivating one second ago suddenly opened her eyes the next second, and a panicked look suddenly emerged in her clear dark eyes.

"What's wrong, Ran'er?" Zhang Tianbing asked suspiciously.

"Mother, my heart suddenly panicked!" Zhang Moran replied with a slight frown.

"Sink your heart, Song Qingzhu is already gone, don't worry, continue to cultivate, my mother will accompany you." Zhang Tianbing said with a smile on the green silk on the girl's forehead.

"Hmm!" Softly agreed, Zhang Moran took a deep breath, and with the seal of his hands, he cultivated again, but he said worriedly in his heart: "Brother Mochen, you have to be good, Ran'er is still waiting for you to come back!"

......

Ten Thousand Beast Mountains, countless forbidden places, in addition to the realm of the beast kings who dominate one side, there are countless natural dangerous places, and among them, Wuji Cliff is undoubtedly the most sinister place, full of clouds and mist, bottomless, even if you throw a stone, you can't hear the sound of bottoming. For this kind of abyss that even birds can't escape, even if it's a paradise, no one dares to explore it. Ignorance is fear, and over time, the Infinite Cliff has become a forbidden place that is both mysterious and fearful.

At the bottom of the Wuji Cliff, a ragged and bloodstained young man lay quietly on the rocky ground, looking like a corpse if it weren't for the almost negligible slow rise and fall of his chest.

The boy was surrounded by waist-thick branches, which, judging from the incisions, seemed to have been broken by some brute force.

During the boy's sleep, probably because of the smell of blood, many demon beasts came one after another, but they seemed to smell some kind of dangerous breath, and they all climbed around for a while before retreating.

Three days passed in silence, and the bottom of the cliff was bottomless, because the sun was setting in the west, and it was dark early.

The climate of the mountains is unpredictable. At this time, without the protection of the sun, gusts of wind began to blow unscrupulously.

After a long time, the wind stopped and the rain fell, and it was not long before the stars were dripping, and it was not long before it was a downpour.

The torrential rain fell rapidly from the sky, and the bean-sized rain hit the surrounding rocks and washed over the boy's body at the same time, so that it gathered into red streams under him.

A flash of red lightning slashed straight down, briefly illuminating the pitch-black cliff bottom, and shattering a cliff.

As if stimulated by electric light, a white light suddenly appeared on the young man's chest, but this white light was like a firefly, flickering on and off.

If Zhang Mochen was awake at this time, he would be shocked to find that the source of this white light was the half of the jade pendant left by his mother.

The jade pendant, which is as warm as white as fat, is still dry and lubricated under the impact of the heavy rain. What's even more shocking is that the blood on Zhang Mochen's body is no longer washed away by the rain, but all poured into the jade pendant, and the white jade pendant gradually became bright red because of the integration of blood.

As the flickering white light gradually disappeared, the jade pendant finally stopped being bloodthirsty, but the jade pendant, which had just returned to calm, suddenly burst out with a blood-red light that rushed to the sky in the next second.

After a short burst of light, the red pillar of light slowly fell, and finally formed a red illusion on Zhang Mochen's chest.

The red light was diffuse, gradually condensing the illusion into a woman's face, and an ethereal voice that seemed to have traveled through time and space came out at the same time.