Chapter Ninety-One: The Power of a Brick

Soon, the little beast took Jiang Zhan through the entire ruined street and came to the edge of the black pool.

Whoa......

As if sensing the arrival of Jiang Zhan and the little beast, the black liquid in the waterhole surged rapidly, and the viscous liquid surface began to ripple, as if something was stirring in it.

From afar, Jiang Zhan vaguely saw a huge palm appear under the liquid surface, as if it was tearing something and stirring up the storm, but he still couldn't break free from the shackles of the black liquid.

Seeing this palm appear under the liquid surface, the little beast that was not afraid of heaven and earth, and there was obviously a trace of hesitation and uneasiness on the fleshy little face, and it seemed that he was very taboo and afraid of this big hand.

Babbling......

The little beast suddenly withdrew far away, and then the man stood up, and the two little short legs were drawn twice on its chest, and in an instant a golden tattoo appeared on its small chest.

The golden tattoo was like a big eye, and soon it glowed with bright golden light, and then, a dazzling bright light came out of the golden tattoo, like a bright rainbow, piercing the dim sky.

And as the little beast emitted this brilliant light, on the other side of the waterhole, there was a violent shock in the distance, like an earthquake, and then, a fairy music seemed to break through the barrier of time and space, and directly sounded around Jiang Zhan and the little beast.

It was like bliss descending, and the uneasiness in the hearts of Jiang Zhan and the little beast seemed to be diluted in this immortal music, and they gradually had a peaceful and peaceful mood.

Even, Jiang Zhan could vaguely see the virtual fairy spirit flowers quietly blooming in the fairy music, turning into petal flower rain and appearing in the surrounding mid-air, dancing and fluttering with the fairy music, but all this did not feel abrupt at all, as if everything was as it should be.

Hearing the sound of Xianle, the big hand in the black water pool stopped stirring the wind and clouds, and it was as if he was quietly listening to Xianle, and fell silent in the faint sadness of Xianle, and a pool of black liquid became undisturbed, without a trace of ripples.

At this time, the golden tattoo on the little beast's chest had disappeared, and only the golden hairs on the chest remained.

The little beast thief glanced at the big hand frozen in the black pool, and when he turned around, he hurriedly pulled Jiang Zhan's trousers, humming and eagerly wanting Jiang Zhan to follow it.

Jiang Zhan naturally knew that the opportunity was rare, so he hurriedly kept up with the pace of the little beast and rushed to the black stone bridge in the dim depths.

A man and a beast cautiously stepped on the black stone bridge, and walked quickly to the other side, and while walking on the bridge, the little beast tilted its head from time to time to look into the black pool, and the word nervousness was clearly written on a small face, for fear that the big hand would move.

However, when Jiang Zhan and the little beast completely walked to the other side, the big hands in the black water pool ignored them and were still quietly listening to the fairy music.

It wasn't until the two of them walked out of the shore of the black water pool for a long time that Xianle gradually faded, and the terrifying big hand slowly sank into the black liquid again, no longer showing up.

Silence returned to the black pool.

At this time, the little beast's demeanor relaxed, without the previous tension and restraint, obviously, the big hand had caused it a lot of psychological pressure before.

"You're scared of that hand?"

Jiang Zhan grinned, opened his mouth and poked the bottom of the little beast's heart, all the way down, the little beast was flying and domineering, Lao Tzu's first style in the world, it was rare to see it eating deflated, so Jiang Zhan couldn't help but ridicule.

“......”

The little beast glanced at Jiang Zhan, and his mouth was broken and babbling, making a childish voice, as if he was very dissatisfied with Jiang Zhan's ridicule.

"A single piece of fairy music alone can shake that terrible hand, the person you want to show me, she is stronger than the owner of this hand, right?"

When the fairy music sounded, Jiang Zhan had already confirmed that the little beast had brought himself here to see "her".

The white-clad figure with a poignant voice!

When the little beast heard Jiang Zhan's words, it scratched its head in annoyance, as if this was a big problem, it nodded at first, but then shook its head.

This statement is tantamount to having no answer.

However, there was no answer to this, but it gave Jiang Zhan a clear signal that the white-clothed figure he was about to see definitely had a power similar to that terrifying existence in the black pool.

Otherwise, the little beast wouldn't be so difficult to judge.

In this way, Jiang Zhan's sense of expectation was a little stronger.

When fairy spirit flowers as white as snow gradually began to appear around him, Jiang Zhan followed the little beast and stepped into the huge cemetery again.

Around these huge tombs, not only surrounded by fairy flowers, but also bursts of rich black ** gas lingering, the breath of life and death, at this time, they are actually safe, each around their own trajectory, floating between the tombs.

Walking in the huge tomb, Jiang Zhan's heart was tense, carefully guarding against the terrifying black figure before, it left too deep an impression on Jiang Zhan, a martial artist in the Six Heavens Realm of the Innate Stage, without even the slightest resistance, was directly wiped out by the black figure, which was too terrifying.

I don't know how many terrifying beings like black figures exist in this cemetery.

The little beast on the side saw Jiang Zhan looking like he was facing a great enemy, and suddenly his face smiled, as if he was laughing at Jiang Zhan, and when Jiang Zhan's face began to turn dark, it stopped, and patted its little paws on its chest, and its immature voice seemed to say, as long as it is here, there is nothing to worry about.

I just met the cowardice of the big hand, and I don't know where it flew.

It seems that the black figure is far inferior to the big hand in the black pool......

The little beast's completely different attitude towards the two made Jiang Zhan's eyes flicker, and he quickly came to a conclusion.

After walking for a long time, Jiang Zhan walked to the ruins where he had encountered the black figure and the blood-colored coffin before, and he did not encounter any danger during the process.

It's just that when he was about to walk through the ruins, Jiang Zhan felt a cold dead silence, goosebumps all over his body stood up, and he saw that in the depths of the ruins, in a dim demonic aura, a blood-colored coffin appeared, and on top of the coffin, a black figure sat cross-legged.

It's the horrible guy I encountered earlier!

Jiang Zhan's eyes shrank, and the true yuan in his body suddenly swelled, guarding against a sudden situation that might arise at any time, and at the same time, the black figure on the blood-colored coffin also discovered Jiang Zhan's existence, and it also cast a cold and greedy gaze.

At this time, the little beast suddenly stood up, and it picked up a large brick from the ruins, and smashed it with a bang.

Jiang Zhan saw it clearly, turned his head impartially, and smashed directly into the face of the black figure.

Oh......

The black figure let out a scream like a beast, and he didn't even dare to fight back, and directly wrapped himself in the blood-colored coffin under the seat, and soon disappeared into the demonic qi.

Only the stunned Jiang Zhan and the smug little beast remained.

The power of a brick can reach such a point.