In Zhang Zichen's mind, many things suddenly flashed, and everything became clear.

"I must rely on my own cultivation to get revenge!"

"Although the longevity god turtle senior is about to pass away, I must wait for everyone's cultivation to improve before I can leave with confidence. ”

"I'm going to settle my friends and relatives, as well as my wife and son!

"It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, the hatred of the demon clan for more than 6,000 years is still forbearing, and I must insist on forbearance!"

......

Zhang Zichen thought a lot.

He wiped away his teary eyes, looked at Su Mei'er, and nodded: "Sister Mei, you're right, now that I'm going to take revenge, it's really a bit too hasty." ”

"This is what you want to do?" Su Mei'er stretched out her hands and rubbed her temples, "You are smarter than I thought, I thought it would take at least a few days and nights to persuade you!"

"Sister Mei, you're laughing at me. Zhang Zichen smiled bitterly, "You demons, don't you want revenge? And you have waited for more than six thousand years, and you are still hiding your strength, I believe that one day, your demon clan will appear on the Heavenly Continent again." ”

"Hehe! Su Meier pursed her lips and chuckled.

In the Heavenly Realm Kyushu Continent, because of a password from Emperor Xuanyuan, there is no place for the demon race to survive on this vast land.

The people of the demon clan are like rats crossing the street, and everyone shouts and beats.

Of course, in the eyes of the world, the people of the demon race are also evil beings.

But Zhang Zichen came into contact with such demon people, but found that they were not bad people.

So for the demon clan, Zhang Zichen still has a good impression.

After Zhang Zichen thought about it, Su Meier asked, "How is it?" Zhang Zichen, are you in the mood to accompany us on a trip now?"

"Yes!" Zhang Zichen glanced back at Mo Yifei and said with a smile, "Sister Mo, I decided to go with you to the land of the Demon Clan to find the Demon God Temple!"

"That's a good feeling. Su Meier smiled, "In this way, Sister Yifei will not be lonely." ”

......

Early in the morning of the second day.

Zhang Zichen said goodbye to the Longevity God Turtle and Duanmu Batian and others, and then followed Su Mei'er and embarked on the road to the land of the Demon Clan.

Because Su Meier and the others had cultivated the Demon Attribute Yuan Shen, they exuded the breath of the Demon Race all over their bodies.

If you want to hide these demon aura, then none of them can use their true qi.

Otherwise, once outsiders smell their breath, they will definitely invite death.

Therefore, among the seven people including Su Meier and Zhang Zichen, except for Su Meier, whose cultivation is slightly higher and can only use a little bit of true qi, only Zhang Zichen can use his true qi swaggeringly and unscrupulously.

So the speed of their travel has slowed down.

The weather at sea is ever-changing.

Sometimes, it's sunny for months, sometimes it's raining for months, and sometimes it's sunny one moment and it's raining the next.

No one can tell.

In the sky, there were dark clouds, and it seemed that a heavy rain was coming.

The dim sky, with no light, dimmed the light beneath the huge sea surface.

Bang la la blah!

One by one, one after another.

A small boat, floating helplessly in the middle of the sea, seems to be the force of nature, ready to turn it on its side.

In order not to leak the breath of the demon race, Zhang Zichen and the others could only choose to go to sea by boat.

And Zhang Zichen was alone, standing at the bow of the boat, responsible for transporting true qi and making the boat move quickly.

The speed of the ship is indeed not slow.

It's like an arrow off the string, thousands of kilometers away in the blink of an eye.

Bang!

A bolt of lightning streaked across the sky.

The dark clouds, which had been held back for a long time, finally collided, and it began to drizzle.

A slender figure, holding up an umbrella, quickly walked to the bow of the boat, and shielded Zhang Zichen from the wind and rain.

Zhang Zichen looked back, his eyes were full of tenderness: "Sister Mo, why did you come out? I don't need an umbrella, I can use my true qi to protect my body." ”

"I know. Mo Yifei gently leaned her head on Zhang Zichen's shoulder, "Zichen, I just want to talk to you." ”

"Sister Mo, what's wrong with you?" Seeing Mo Yifei's sad face, Zhang Zichen said with concern.

"Alas!" Mo Yifei was silent for a while and said, "Zichen, I miss you very much, I miss you very much. ”

Looking at this petite body, Zhang Zichen's heart seemed to be touched.

When she was in the earth world, Mo Yifei suffered a lot because she was pregnant with her own child and didn't dare to see anyone.

came to the Heavenly Continent, Mo Yifei and Zhang Xiaolong's mother and son couldn't see people because of the relationship between the demon attribute primordial gods, and they had to be hunted down by the heavenly court.

Mo Yifei's suffering, Zhang Zichen can imagine.

Zhang Zichen took a deep breath and swore: "Sister Mo, don't worry, one day, I will let you stand on the Heavenly Continent openly, you don't have to run away, you don't have to be chased and killed, this land, wherever you want to go, then you can go." ”

The kind of life that Zhang Zichen said is indeed what Mo Yifei yearns for, and it is also what all the people of the demon clan yearn for.

Mo Yifei's eyes were confused for a while, she seemed to really see herself following Zhang Zichen and her son, and the three of them happily walked on the street, shopping, shopping, eating, and playing......

Just suddenly, Zhang Zichen's body trembled slightly, and a faint true qi emanated from Zhang Zichen's body.

Although Mo Yifei's cultivation is low, she can still feel this little change.

"Zichen, what's wrong?" Mo Yifei moved her head away from Zhang Zichen's shoulder, glanced around, and then asked.

"Someone seems to be coming. Zhang Zichen frowned, not knowing who these people were.

"Someone?" As soon as she heard that there were people, Mo Yifei was a little flustered, she had the aura of the demon race in her body, once there was someone who cultivated higher than her, then Mo Yifei would be exposed at a glance.

When the time comes, it will really affect Zhang Zichen.

"Zi Chen, what should we do?" Mo Yifei hurriedly asked.

"Sister Mo, don't worry. Zhang Zichen calmly patted Mo Yifei's shoulder and said, "Don't worry, I will protect you." ”

"Good...... It's ......" Although Mo Yifei said this, in fact, in her heart, she still didn't want to involve Zhang Zichen.

Whew――

A white shadow flashed.

Su Meier suddenly appeared beside Zhang Zichen and Mo Yifei: "Zhang Zichen, someone is here?"

Zhang Zichen nodded.

"Who are they?" Su Mei'er asked, "These people have a strong murderous aura, and I suspect they are coming for you." ”

"Maybe!" Zhang Zichen smiled bitterly.

"You're really a blackman. Su Mei'er said, "I have long found out that there are many birds and krakens near your Penglai Immortal Island, which are raised by major families and sects. The purpose of these birds and krakens is to monitor every move of Penglai Immortal Island, especially you Zhang Zichen, all of everyone's targets are you. So as soon as you make a move, these monitors will pass information into the eyes of the major families, and they will soon get the news of your departure from Penglai Immortal Island. ”