Niu Yan smelled the killing intent on Zhang Zichen's body, and his heart suddenly panicked, and he said with a little trembling: "Zhang Zichen, you don't want anyone to save us, why do you want us to release the Blood Spirit Bird?"

"Niu Yan, you are too naïve, I asked you to send a message to someone to save you, just to let those people in your sect and family remember that you sent people to intercept and kill us back then, I will never forget this revenge, and sooner or later, I will destroy Donghuangdao and the East China Sea Dragon Palace, and avenge Senior Brother Qin Xuan and Xiyue!" Zhang Zichen said categorically, his teeth clicked, and he almost bleed.

"Zhang Zichen, you ......" Niu Yan was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

"Niu Yan, don't talk nonsense, since we met Zhang Zichen today, it is our misfortune, we will join forces to fight with him!" Long Tian's mind was quite calm, knowing that no matter how much he said, it was useless, so he quickly sacrificed one of his blue spears.

Niu Yan's head was already in chaos, and when he heard Long Tian shouting, he immediately turned around and sacrificed a blue long sword.

This gun and sword, held in the hands of the two of them, injected true qi, blue light Dasheng, aimed at Zhang Zichen and stabbed straight away.

"Hey, hey, you're trying to kill me? ”

Zhang Zichen sneered on his face, but at the same time, the murderous aura on his body suddenly increased, and Zhang Zichen turned into a phantom, flashing out of the ground.

The next moment, Zhang Zichen appeared behind Niu Yan and Long Tian.

At this time, I saw that Niu Yan and Long Tian's heads had already moved, and on their broken necks, two streams of blood rushed out like a fountain and sprinkled throughout the small restaurant.

Niu Yan and Long Tian were dead, Zhang Zichen put away the high-grade immortal weapon in his hand and walked straight to the door of the small restaurant.

The sky was still raining heavily.

Outside, there were nearly a thousand monks waiting in the streets, but they had no idea what was happening in the small restaurant.

The roar of the bull's eyes just now caused permanent damage to those monks who were close to them, and the monks who were a little farther away could not reach the small restaurant with their sight and sense.

Therefore, so many people died in the small restaurant, and no one has found out yet.

Coming to the door, Zhang Zichen looked up at the cloudy sky and smiled, and then his gaze fell on the thousands of monks on the street.

These people are all people who want to seize Zhang Zichen's high-grade immortal weapons, Zhang Zichen is very tired of them, but no matter what, this is all on the streets, and Zhang Zichen doesn't want to slaughter so many people in public.

So he was silent and went out into the rain.

"Ten kilometers along this street will lead you to a huge intersection, and then you will reach the square of the Yellow Dragon City in the east. The teleportation formation in Huanglong City was built on that square, and you could know where it was by asking casually. ”

Zhang Zichen silently repeated this sentence in his heart.

This sentence was asked by Zhang Zichen from the shopkeeper, but unfortunately, the shopkeeper died tragically in the hands of Niu Yan.

This is a world of the jungle, so Zhang Zichen does not have any sympathy for the shopkeeper except for a little regret.

These ordinary people, without strength, are destined to be easily killed by the strong.

Trample!

Trample!

Trample!

The black road shoes, step by step, slowly stepped on the wet street, and continued to move forward.

Zhang Zichen didn't have to look back, he could feel how many monks had been following him from the door of the small hotel.

Now, there are at least more than a thousand people following Zhang Zichen, and with Zhang Zichen's appearance and forward, there are more and more people following him.

By the time the ten kilometers were completed, there were at least more than 3,000 monks following behind Zhang Zichen.

But for some reason, none of these people dared to attack at will.

Zhang Zichen guessed that perhaps none of these people had figured out their own background, and they were a little scared and didn't dare to do it. Or maybe these people are suspicious of each other, and none of them want to be this bird, because the bird is very likely to be killed by the people behind and snatch the treasure.

This may be the reason why Zhang Zichen walked ten kilometers of streets, but he was still safe and sound.

Zhang Zichen smiled bitterly, ignoring them, these people's cultivation is all in the realm of Da Luo Jin Immortal, Zhang Zichen can kill dozens of them with one sword, and he is not afraid at all.

Time passed and the rain in the sky became heavier and heavier.

After walking ten kilometers of streets, Zhang Zichen turned around and walked straight ahead on the road to the east.

Huanglong City covers an area of more than tens of thousands of square kilometers, and the streets are also very long.

Zhang Zichen was not in a hurry, and after about half a burnt incense time, Zhang Zichen finally saw an open bluestone brick square.

The square is more than four football fields wide, and probably because of the rain, there are very few people in the square.

In particular, on a high platform on the opposite side of the square, there stood dozens of monks, who guarded it and refused to leave even when it rained.

Moreover, on that high platform, after a while, a nine-colored light flickered, and when the light disappeared, either someone disappeared, or suddenly a person changed.

That's where the teleportation formation is located!

Zhang Zichen smiled and walked quickly towards the high platform opposite.

And when Zhang Zichen approached the high platform, he was stunned, because Zhang Zichen found that on this high platform, there were all monks from the Great Luo Golden Immortal Realm, and there were as many as seventy or eighty.

What surprised Zhang Zichen the most was not the number and cultivation level of these people, but the dress of these seventy or eighty people.

Half of these men were dressed in extremely ornate costumes, and their costumes and headdresses were adorned with jewels that shimmered and reflected.

The other half were wearing blue and white robes, on which the word 'Eastern Emperor' was written.

This is clearly the dress of the dragon clan and Donghuangdao, which can also show that these monks are all from the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea and Donghuangdao.

Every time he saw the people of these two forces, Zhang Zichen immediately thought of the night when he was intercepted and killed, and even more of the death of Qin Xuan and Wang Xiyue.

Gradually, an extremely strong murderous aura skyrocketed from Zhang Zichen.

There were seventy or eighty people from Donghuangdao and Donghai Dragon Palace in front, and there were now more than five thousand monks in the back who wanted to kill and seize treasures.

Zhang Zichen's thoughts began to become a little uncontrollable.

In his eyes, the original faint bloodshot began to glow, and began to lengthen and climb.

Zhang Zichen's consciousness had disappeared and become invisible at this moment, he just wanted revenge, he just wanted to kill!

"Roar!!

Zhang Zichen's throat let out a beast-like roar, his eyes were already covered with bloodshots, and a pair of eyes emitted a blood-red light.

(Thanks to the 'Direction of the Cloud' 100 book coins for the tip.) ）