The fog was endless, and Zhang Laozu took Zhang Junjie and Zhang Fan to run wildly.

However, after running for a long time, the three of them suddenly found that they were still spinning in circles.

"Ancestor, this seems to be the Misty Xuanyin Array!" Zhang Junjie suddenly spoke, his eyes scanning the mist surging in all directions.

Zhang Laozu was stunned, he had never heard of this formation.

Zhang Fan said: "This is a partial formation collected by the third layer of our family's Tibetan Gong Pavilion, which is generally naturally formed. ”

Zhang Lao Zu suddenly, looked at Zhang Fan and Zhang Junjie, smiled with relief, and said: "Old Ancestor, I have long expected that there will be today's predicament, so let the two of you compete to cultivate the exercises of the third layer of the Tibetan Gong Pavilion, see it, now I use it!"

"Old Ancestor is wise!" Zhang Junjie and Zhang Fan said in unison.

Zhang Laozu had a happy smile on his face.

"Okay, now the Ancestor will give you a chance to perform and give us a chance to break through this mist Xuanyin Array. ”

Zhang Junjie was about to make a move, but Zhang Fan suddenly said: "Brother Jie, there is a little brother here, you can just watch from the side!"

With that, he shot out violently, and his fingers clicked, emitting the light of the Five Elements Divine Thunder.

Boom, boom, boom.

There was a roar in the mist, and the sky suddenly lit up.

"The formation is broken, Xiao Fan, you are the best! The ancestor didn't hurt you in vain!!"

"No, Ancestor, Brother Jie is the best, and I'm the second!"

"Stop talking nonsense, let's go!"

Zhang Laozu rolled up Zhang Junjie and Zhang Fan, and quickly rushed away from afar.

On the way, a living dead rushed over, and the three of them shot with all their might, unstoppable.

"Whew-"

An incomparably strong coercion came, with a sinister aura, the tall figure walked out of the mist, the blood-red eyes stared at the three people, and the corners of the mouth were bloodstained, obviously the previous group of people suffered a big loss here.

"Big bull-level living dead!" Zhang Laozu was shocked, and directly waved the shroud in his hand.

Rumble!

With a loud bang, the bull-level living dead were directly lifted away and exploded in the void.

Zhang Junjie and Zhang Fan's eyes lit up.

Zhang Laozu did not delay, and the two of them followed him closely and rushed through the misty swamp in one go.

Then, there was an endless mountain of white bones.

As soon as the three of them stepped in, countless dead creatures stood up and roared and rushed towards the three of them.

Among them, there are more terrifying fluctuations in the clouds, as if another peerless murderer is waking up.

"Follow me!"

The shroud in Zhang Laozu's hand worked, suddenly became larger, turned into a curtain, pulled Zhang Junjie and Zhang Fan to stand on it, and rushed over.

Thundered.

Everywhere they went, countless dead creatures were cut and reduced to shards.

This shroud is the shroud of the immortal sky, with a strong evil aura and murderous intent, it is Zhang Laozu's means of pressing the bottom of the box, and it is also the greatest confidence for him to dare to come here.

Suddenly!

As soon as the sky darkened, a huge white bone palm bombarded down, turning the sky into a black hole in one fell swoop.

Zhang Laozu's shroud shrouded a brilliant light and struck at him.

But his palm was indestructible, and he shot it down hard.

Rumble.

Zhang Laozu and the three were sent flying.

Half of Zhang Laozu's body exploded, Zhang Junjie's body was cracked, and Zhang Fan was broken at the waist.

The three of them were extremely miserable, quickly repaired their bodies, and fled in a hurry.

This is a dangerous and terrible escape.

The shroud in Zhang Laozu's hand was also useless.

At the same moment, a violent explosion was heard in the distance.

It was the two big bulls of the Hehuan Sect who were running away with a group of attendants, and they were also being chased and killed by terrible dead creatures, there were originally more than a dozen attendants, but now there are only five left, and the two big bulls are injured.

Zhang Laozu and the three of them saw each other, and the other party also saw Zhang Laozu.

"Ah, it's you, Bald Zhang! You're not dead, you're still here. ”

Beside the two big bulls of the Hehuan Sect, the attendant who led the way recognized Zhang Laozu and exclaimed.

130,000 years ago, he and Zhang Laozu and a group of attendants followed the Qingsha bull to chase and kill strong enemies and strayed into this place.

He thought that everyone else was dead except for him, and he didn't expect to meet Zhang Laozu today.

The bald man of the past!

Zhang Laozu snorted coldly, no one has called him Zhang Bald for 130,000 years, this shameful title!

"No palm, go!"

He slapped his palm in the air and slashed it.

Then he waved the shroud without turning his head, rolled up Zhang Junjie and Zhang Fan, and quickly fled away.

The Shroud, after all, is something related to the Immortal Heaven, and its power is unimaginable.

The two big bulls of the Hehuan Sect sneered and chased after them with a group of attendants.

The yellowed old map in Zhang Laozu's hand played a role.

He turned left and right, shuttled through the mountains of bones, and rushed out with difficulty, and came to a new place.

In front of me, there is a huge wall of blood-colored flesh, constantly wriggling, high and tens of thousands of lengths, vertical and horizontal I don't know how wide, and there is no end in sight.

This is the flesh and blood of an unknown creature, dead for an unknown number of years, but the flesh and blood are not withered, and they still stand on the earth.

You can clearly see the blood vessels as thick as the branches of a giant tree, intertwined in the flesh and blood.

However, such a large piece of flesh and blood, bloody and evil death qi can be imagined.

The mist in the distance is formed by the emancipation of the evil aura.

Zhang Lao Zu's eyes scanned over the wall of flesh and blood, and finally suddenly looked at one of the blood vessels, and shouted to follow me.

Zhang Junjie and Zhang Fan immediately followed.

The three of them leapt to their feet and approached a vein.

On that vessel, there was a faint tear that could not be detected.

"That's where we got in. ”

Zhang Lao Zu said, took out a law divine knife, and in an instant, he slashed out the hand speed of Yuwen Old Ancestor of the Single Holy Land, and the knife shadow became a film.

rumble

With a bang, the veins burst, and a tsunami of blood gushed out.

"Enter!"

Zhang Laozu roared, and first rushed up against the gushing blood and rushed into the blood veins.

Zhang Junjie and Zhang Fan rushed in.

This blood vessel is thick, as thick as an ancient tree hugged by ten people, and it can walk in it, like a blood-colored passage, and there are countless forks in it.

The blood in the veins was waist-high, rushing like a great river, making a rumbling sound.

"Shhh

Suddenly, a piercing cry was heard, and an ugly creature in the river of blood jumped up, carrying a bloody shadow, and pounced on the three of them.

This creature is like a cockroach and a centipede, hideous and terrifying, with fangs and bloody knives.

"Slash!"

Zhang Laozu slashed out with a knife and killed the blood creature.

But in an instant, countless gurgling bubbles erupted in the blood river in the vascular passage, and one after another blood shadow creatures rushed out, roaring and biting over.

Zhang Laozu danced his knife into a curtain of light, Zhang Junjie's fists were shining, constantly bombarding, and the river of blood was shocked.

Zhang Fan was also making a move, killing the blood shadow creatures in patches.

They kill as they go.

There are so many blood shadow creatures that they are simply endless, and at a glance, the entire vascular passage is this kind of creature.

And gradually, a more powerful blood shadow creature appeared, and the aura was very terrifying, coming straight to the strongest Zhang Lao Zu.

"Boom!"

With just one blow, Zhang Laozu was thrown into a forked passage, and in an instant, a fierce battle broke out in that fork.

"Ancestor!"

Zhang Junjie and Zhang Fan screamed, but before and after the passage, two powerful blood shadow creatures came over, and the two hurriedly fled, and during the fight, they each escaped into a forked passage.

Zhang Junjie fled frantically, moving along the bifurcated veins, he didn't know where this road leads, anyway, where there is a road, he will flee to it.

Behind him, the blood shadow creature exuded the aura of the peak of the Taixu Realm, not a big bull, but far from being able to defeat him.

I don't know how long I fled, where I fled, and suddenly there was silence all around.

Zhang Junjie glanced around and found that in the vascular passage he was in, the blood had dried up, and even the walls of the blood vessels were cracked, like spider webs.

Through the crack, he saw a rare light piercing in.

Sensing around, but his perception was suppressed so badly that he couldn't find Zhang Laozu, nor did he find Zhang Fan's breath.

"It seems that we are going to fight alone, but fortunately, the father of the monument is here!"

Zhang Junjie thought of the strength of the god's father, and immediately became much more confident.

He walked along the dry vascular channel, narrower and narrower, unable to move forward, looking at the cracked blood vessel wall, he gritted his teeth and punched wildly, trying to bombard a way out.

At this time, he realized that his fist seemed to be extremely hard, and the wall of the blood vessel made a sound of iron, but the fist did not hurt at all.

However, the walls of the blood vessels seemed to be about to shatter at any moment, but under his full bombardment, they were still unbreakable.

"Please help Daddy Shenbei!"

Zhang Junjie sensed the divine monument in his mind.

In the space of the Divine Monument, Liu Fan controlled the Divine Monument to fly out, and under one blow, the wall of the blood vessels burst and turned into powder, and a large hole appeared.

Zhang Junjie bared his teeth, "Father Shenbei is so violent, but I like it!"

He used a secret method to put the Divine Monument in his mind, but found that the Divine Monument did not move at all, but instead flickered and rushed out of the vascular hole.

Zhang Junjie hurriedly followed.

At this time, the scene in front of him stunned him.

It was a place that resembled a cloud cliff, and he was standing halfway up the cliff.

Looking up, the clouds and mist are vast, looking down, the abyss below is bottomless, and looking at it at a flat level, in the void, there is a huge blood-colored island floating.

On the blood-colored island, one after another immortal qi was flying, like snowflakes, like ribbons, countless of them, making the entire sky above the blood-colored island become a cloud of immortal qi.

"Great opportunity, I, Zhang Junjie, am Zhang Changsheng of the old Zhang family!"

Zhang Junjie danced excitedly.

Monument space.

Old ancestor Liu Fan opened his eyes, his eyes were shocked, excited and surprised.

He is profound, sees farther, and sees more clearly.

Where is this blood-colored island, but the heart of a creature that has always been unknown!

This heart is too big, a radius of 100,000 miles, and there are many flesh and blood bumps on it, uneven in height, and it looks like a rolling mountain.

In the heart, there are treasures in some places, which are obviously good things, but in some places, the black qi is agitated, and the evil qi is surging, which is obviously a place of great evil.

But Old Ancestor Liu Fan didn't care about this, his eyes were tightly locked on the golden cloud in the middle of this huge heart.

This golden cloud, as if the golden book of the glazed god was shattered into mist, was very sacred, and in the many immortal qi, it was as noble as an emperor.

"Heaven-level immortal qi!!"

Liu Fan was excited, and his eyes were as bright as the sun.