Chapter 242: Small Qiankun Realm

"Neurotic, I'll just ask for directions, what are you doing shouting and killing?" Zhang Ye looked disgusted, so he shouldn't have come to ask the family's way.

The woman surnamed Xiao said suspiciously: "Aren't you a person surnamed Zhang?"

Zhang Ye said: "I am a person surnamed Zhang!"

The woman's expression was resolute: "Don't come here, or I'll kill myself, you beast." ”

But Zhang Ye had already roughly guessed that this Xiuzhen family surnamed Xiao might have a feud with someone surnamed Zhang.

But Zhang Ye didn't want to get too involved in other people's affairs, and he didn't want to make friends anymore, and the matter of the Sky Wolf Mercenary Group made him unable to let go now. When we meet, we won't have to worry about it.

Zhang Ye thought for a moment and said fiercely: "Stupid woman, don't let me ask the second time, how to go to Nanjia Mountain, otherwise I will kill all of you!"

The people surnamed Xiao were startled and hurriedly told Zhang Ye the direction. Zhang Ye didn't linger any longer, turned around and walked out of the formation barrier of the Xiao family.

The people surnamed Xiao looked at each other: "Sister Ruolan, this man doesn't seem to be from the Zhang family." ”

The leading woman slowly took down the sword around her neck, and her neck had already been cut out by the sharp flying sword, but she didn't seem to know the pain: "Well, it shouldn't be." ”

At this moment, a gourd was thrown into the formation, which frightened everyone again, only to hear Zhang Ye's voice say: "The reward for asking for directions." ”

After speaking, Zhang Yefei fled.

A clansman surnamed Xiao carefully picked up the gourd, opened it, and said happily: "Sister Ruolan, there are ten life-sustaining pills in it." ”

"This man doesn't seem to be a bad guy. ”

The woman surnamed Xiao took the gourd, her eyes confused: "Well, it shouldn't be." ”

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Zhang Ye adjusted his direction and flew in the sky, he knew that the Xiao family was in trouble, but he just didn't want to contact too much, it could be regarded as a kind of self-protection. Whether you are regarded as a wicked person or a bad person, ask for directions and give Dan, no one owes anyone.

Nanga Mountain is not a famous mountain or river, in the eyes of a monk, or even just a few small mounds. Why does anyone know Nanga Mountain, just because it is the dividing line between the Southern Wilderness and the Southern Regions. To the south of the Nanjia Mountains, there is a southern wilderness, the soil is barren, and there is no grass, which is even worse than the environment in the mortal world.

Zhang Ye landed on the mountain bag and looked around, not to mention the human figure, not even a ghost.

According to the information returned by the spies, Zhang Ye found a mountain col, and it is said that the smell of the Tiangong people disappeared from here.

If it is said that the Tiangong clan really hid in the Little Qiankun Realm, then this mountain col should be the closest place to the Little Qiankun Realm.

Before Zhang Ye came, he was also prepared not to see the Tiangong clan and forcibly break through the small Qiankun realm, he took out a set of array flags and laid down the void array, preparing to open up a passage to the small Qiankun realm.

Gradually, a black void entrance appeared above the array flag, and as long as you drill into it, you can reach the small Qiankun realm closest to Nanjia Mountain.

Zhang Ye flew into it, however, before half a cup of tea, Zhang Ye fled back in embarrassment, a huge slippery tentacle stretched out from the black hole, Zhang Ye hurriedly withdrew the formation flag, the void gate disappeared, the tentacle was cut off, fell down, and struggled for a long time before dying.

Zhang Ye's heart palpitated, he had just arrived at the nearest small Qiankun Realm, but it was full of monsters, all of them were powerful, if it weren't for Zhang Ye running fast, he would have died over there.

However, according to intelligence analysis, it is true that the Tiangong clan should have hid in the Xiaoqiankun realm, but if they lived in the monster world that Zhang Ye had arrived in earlier, they would definitely be gnawed to the ground.

Zhang Ye thought for a long time, and patted his head, there is definitely more than a small Qiankun realm connected to Nanjia Mountain, and the world where the Tiangong clan is hiding should be behind the monster world. Using the monster world as a faΓ§ade is to prevent people like Zhang Ye from finding the world where their people are.

Zhang Ye figured this out, and became distressed again, the power of the Void Great Array could only reach the monster world, and could not open up a passage to a farther one.

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A small world in a round place is no bigger than a Heavenly Dao City, and the people who live in it are short and fat, and the buildings are short and small, but they are also prosperous.

In the center of the small world, there is a tower-shaped building, and a short and fat person hurriedly ran towards it, if Zhang Ye saw him, he would definitely know him, isn't this Zhao Tiezhu?

"Patriarch Qiyu, the monster world that is a barrier has just been entered!" Zhao Tiezhu's expression was solemn.

An old man whose beard was about to drag to the ground looked at Zhao Tiezhu: "Is it the killing of the Ten Thousand Immortals League?"

Zhao Tiezhu shook his head: "According to the results of the formation monitoring, it seems that there is only one person, but it quickly disappeared from the monster world. ”

"Only one person?" the long-bearded old man was a little puzzled, he stroked his beard, "Whether it is a person from the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance or not, don't care about him, presumably after seeing the monster world, he will retreat." ”

"Even if he doesn't give up and breaks through the monster world, there are still thirty dangerous small Qiankun realms behind him as barriers, unless the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance sacrifices four Dao weapons and then loses eighty percent of the manpower, it will never be possible to reach the Heavenly Crafts World. ”

Zhao Tiezhu nodded, unless the Heavenly Crafts World took the initiative to open the door of the introduction, no one would want to arrive here safely.

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When Zhang Ye was at a loss, he suddenly remembered something, and directly contacted the pangolin of the 100,000 mountains with the imprint of his divine soul: "Atong, come over to me." ”

The pangolin lived a life of clothes and food in the 100,000 mountains, moisturizing and comfortable, and suddenly felt Zhang Ye's call, and looked reluctant, but he had to dig from the claws in front of him, and forcibly tore the time and space apart, and made a hole, and the pangolin drilled into it.

Zhang Ye waited for a while, the space in front of him began to distort, and the pangolin dug through it and poked his head out: "Master, I haven't seen you for a long time, you miss me!"

Today's pangolins are becoming more and more terrifying, not only can they dig void tunnels, but they can also communicate directly with Zhang Ye through divine thoughts.

"Come less, if you want me, why don't you take the initiative to contact me?" Zhang Ye scolded with a smile, he recruited the pangolin, just to use the racial talent of the Void Pangolin to see if he could reach the small world where the Tiangong clan was located.

Zhang Ye jumped on the head of the pangolin, pointed in a direction, and ordered, "Start digging." ”

The pangolin sighed, as if remembering the days when he used to open the sewers in the blacksmith's shop, but he succumbed to Zhang Ye's obscenity and went crazy digging into the void.

The void hole on this side of Nanjia Mountain is like water that has been scooped away, and when the pangolin is far away, it will be filled in automatically, and it will not show waves.

And Zhang Ye rode the pangolin, wandered in various small Qiankun realms, and penetrated thirty dangerous small Qiankun realms in one go, but did not see the shadow of the Tiangong clan, just when Zhang Ye began to doubt, the pangolin drilled into the last small Qiankun realm - a city with a round sky!

The pangolin was embedded in the sky, and those Tiangong people in the city were so frightened that they fled in all directions when they saw such a big beast head. It's like when you lie in bed and sleep at night, and when you wake up, there is suddenly an extra head on the ceiling, and you must be scared.

When Zhang Ye saw the city and the Tiangong people, he breathed a sigh of relief, and he was finally found by himself.

Just as Zhang Ye was about to let the pangolin land on the ground, a group of high-ranking monks of the Tiangong clan flew over with surprise on their faces: "Who is coming, trespassing on Namek, you can't find death!"

What about bluffing your father, it's clearly the small world of the Tiangong family.

However, the Tiangong clan monks who flew in were not good at stubble, and the leader was a tribulation ancestor, Zhang Ye recovered his true appearance: "I am the Heavenly Chosen Soldier Zhu Ye, and I have an appointment with Zhao Tiezhu of the Tiangong Clan!"

Hearing the words of the Heavenly Chosen Soldier's Advocacy Ye, the bigwigs of the Tiangong clan suddenly lost a trace of hostility, and when they heard Zhao Tiezhu's name, everyone hurriedly pushed Zhao Tiezhu forward: "Tiezhu, this person is really Zhang Ye?"

Zhang Ye's name, everyone knows, no one knows, some people don't know that he is a ten-star forger, but they can't not know that it was Zhang Ye who stabbed out the conspiracy of the Heavenly Dao Palace and opened the prelude to the evil rule of the Ten Thousand Immortals League.

Zhao Tiezhu looked at Zhang Ye fixedly, his appearance was indeed that guy, but what if it was a fake, Zhao Tiezhu asked: "You said you are Zhang Ye, how can you prove it!"

Zhang Ye showed his Forge Master Ten Star Badge, and then smiled: "Didn't you want to invite me to build the Ascension Platform!"

Although he has entered the era of the reign of the Ten Thousand Immortal League, this forging badge cannot be faked, and knowing about the matter of Feishengtai has already proved Zhang Ye's identity.

"Zhang Ye, didn't you say that you were not interested in the Flying Ascension Platform!" Zhao Tiezhu was a little puzzled, the last meeting at the forging conference was a very failure, and he was rejected by Zhang Ye to be incomplete.

How could Zhang Ye say that he wanted to ascend, and said righteously: "The Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance is in trouble cultivating the True Realm, how can Zhang, as a ten-star forging master, sit idly by, build a flying platform, and disintegrate the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance, this is the mission of this seat!"

Hearing these impassioned words, the high-level leaders of the Tiangong clan had a lot of good feelings towards Zhang Ye, but Zhao Tiezhu felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't say what was wrong, because in his cognition, Zhang Ye was definitely not a savior, but the kind of person who just cared about his salt pot and didn't give birth to maggots.

Zhang Ye drove the pangolin and landed in an open space from the sky, and the Tiangong people glanced at this pangolin in awe, if it is used for stewed soup, it is enough for tens of thousands of people to eat, right?

The pangolin seemed to sense the malice, and when he stomped his foot, the whole city trembled.

Zhang Ye scolded, and then said, "I don't know what the elders call them?"

Zhao Tiezhu came back to his senses and immediately introduced a circle of high-level people in the clan: "Zhao Jin, Tiangong Patriarch, Three Tribulations Ancestor, Zhao Spring, Great Elder, Zhao Brass, Second Elder......"

Zhang Ye heard it all over, even if the Tiangong clan loves forging, they can't all be named by materials.

"Patriarch, I came here uninvited, and I ask for forgiveness, but I rushed to the Tiangong clan to save thousands of people in the cultivation realm from fire and water, and I took the initiative to ask for help to build the Flying Ascension Platform, I wonder if the Tiangong Clan can hand over the drawings of the Ascension Platform to the next?"

The high-ranking members of the Tiangong clan glanced at each other, and finally, the patriarch looked at Zhang Ye: "We can't hand over the drawings of the Flying Ascension Platform to you." ”