Wan Qing is in the treasure house, and the people of the Zhang family outside are also in trouble, and many people have begun to pick up hoes and dig the ground, vowing to find Wan Qing. Zhang Wei also led his subordinates to search everywhere.

The current Zhang Mansion can be described as unrecognizable, and all the places that can hide people and be a little darker have been opened.

At this moment, I was rummaging for something in a corner of Zhang's Mansion, and almost all the troops in Zhang's Mansion were attacking, but there was still a moment of peace here.

This is the residence of the masked boss, the most marginal place of Zhang's mansion, and almost no one comes.

"What's the matter, isn't the masked boss lying?"

The masked boss said before he died that he had picked up the fragment in a dilapidated bookstore, and that it contained a list of herbs for the venom that sealed his throat with blood.

"There must be something you haven't noticed!"

Jiu Jiu said in a low voice, kept thinking, there are still those places here that have not been found, wardrobes, beds, bed bottoms, cooking tables, etc., have all been tinkered with, and the house is almost demolished.

"House, hum, masked boss, good intentions!"

I couldn't help but praise it, a page of an ancient book was hidden so deeply. Chirp and smile, this must be somewhere in the wall.

The next moment, Chirp's claws waved, swiping along the lines of the wall, making a slight sound.

"Who?"

There was a roar outside the house, and someone had already been looking for it.

Listening to the noisy footsteps outside, the tweet couldn't care so much, and directly sped up and bombarded the wall.

"Huh, above!"

Jiu Jiu raised his head slightly, and saw a trace of short yellowish lines between the gaps in the beam.

Chirp quickly climbed up the beam directly along the wall, and the people outside had already broken down the door and scanned everywhere, except for the messy room.

"How is it possible, there is a voice!"

The B-level cultivator at the head whispered, and he heard a subtle sound from afar, and it was not until he shouted angrily that the sound disappeared.

The cultivators rummaged everywhere, and everything that could accommodate people was ruthlessly shattered.

The chirping on the beams of the house is touching towards the crack little by little, step by step, cautiously.

"Paralyzed, tear down the house for me!"

The cultivator shouted, and the people under his hands used the secret exercises one after another, and bombarded towards the wall.

Bang bang bang~

A series of bombardment sounds, one hole after another appeared in the wall, and the beams of the house shook.

"I'm wiping it!"

Jiu Jiu was almost shaken down and scolded in a low voice.

The cultivator looked up at the voice and grinned, it turned out that you were on top.

"Death!"

The cultivator directly made a long-range exercise and bombarded the beams of the house.

With a click, the beams snapped.

Chirp didn't care, with a wave of his little paw, the crack of the ancient book containing the fragments was cut, and a dull yellow paper appeared, grabbed it, and entered the space.

"It turned out to be Wanqing's little rabbit, hum!"

The cultivator's face was hideous, he snorted, and flipped his hand to find a chain.

The iron-blue chain emits a ghostly light, this is a chain specially used to arrest beasts, Tianke beasts, as long as the beast is locked, it will be weak.

"Little rabbit, this is a B-level chain beast chain, you are a Class A seventh-order beast, hehe!"

The cultivator grinned, his tongue licked his lips, his face was twisted with excitement, and it was definitely a great achievement to catch this little rabbit.

Looking at the chains in the cultivator's hands, a natural fear arose in his heart, and this thing was a great threat to him.

"Chirp!"

Jiu Jiu shouted at the sound transmission array in his hand, and ran quickly, he must not be locked by this beast chain, otherwise he will definitely die.

"Huh, tweeting is dangerous!"

Receiving the urgent interrogation of the tweet, Wan Qing's face was a little ugly, originally Wan Qing was going to touch all the things on the first floor, but now it is not possible.

"I can't take it away, and I won't leave it to you!"

Wan Qing grinned slightly, revealing a wicked smile, and directly felt several attack patterns from the shelves on the first floor where the formation patterns were placed.

"Just let the fireworks bloom from the inside!"

When the words fell, the attack pattern in Wan Qing's hand was activated, and the next moment Wan Qing melted into the darkness and quietly left.

Zhang Wei, who had not found Wan Qing outside, kept thinking about it, and suddenly his brain trembled, and the only place he hadn't received was the treasure house in front of him.

Looking at the treasure house, Zhang Wei couldn't believe it, Wan Qing was still a formation master, and the protective formation of this treasure house was carved by a B-grade high-grade formation mage. Once someone forcibly enters without permission, the formation pattern will be activated, and Zhang Wei will know.

"Into the treasure trove!"

Zhang Wei's face changed slightly, and there was always an ominous premonition in his heart, as if something was about to happen.

The door of the treasure vault was opened, and everyone was shocked, there was nothing else in front of them except the shining array patterns and residues.

"Run!"

Zhang Wei shouted, turned around and was about to flee, all the formations in it were activated, not only the attack formations, but also many of the formations used to refine pills and forge weapons, all of which were activated one by one.

The entire treasure vault is on the first floor, like a festival of lights, and each array emits a dazzling light, colorful, and gorgeous.

Rumble!!!

There was a loud bang, and the whole Xiancheng could hear it clearly, and many people looked here, only to see a fire rising into the sky somewhere in Zhangfu, illuminating half of the sky.

"Wan~~Qing!!I Zhang Bian and you are incompatible!I Zhang Bian swears: This life is only to kill you!"

Seeing that the foundation that his family had worked hard to build for several generations was destroyed, Zhang Biangang gritted a few teeth.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Zhang Wei swore to the sky, resounding throughout Xiancheng. The next moment, a bright light flashed in the sky and fell on Zhang Bian's head.

Zhang Wei raised his head and laughed, this oath was accepted by God, and Zhang Wei will walk on the road of assassinating Wan Qing in this life.

"God help me, Wan Qing, you will die!"

Zhang Wei's face was arrogant and hideous, and a trace of blood spurted out of his mouth from time to time.

On the other side, the cultivator led his subordinates to surround and intercept Jiujiu, but he couldn't lock Jiujiu for a long time.

"Little rabbit, I'll see where you're running this time!"

The cultivator waved the beast chain in his hand, his eyes widened, and he gritted his teeth and said.

The cultivator had already chased after the time to chirp a stick of incense, but he didn't catch up, and followed behind his ass to eat ashes. However, the emperor lived up to his wishes and finally blocked the way of the little rabbit.

"Little rabbit, come with me obediently, keep you safe, otherwise, Uncle wants you to live rather than die!"

The cultivator's eyes were about to pop out, and the chain in his hand was sacrificed again, and he chirped against the wall.

"Put down the chain in your hand, otherwise, I don't dare to guarantee that you will be safe!"

Just when the cultivator's face was happy, he saw that the little rabbit was about to be locked by himself, but there was a cold voice behind him.

The cultivator's hand shook, and the chain slammed against the wall, and the chirp dodged away.

"Boss, this guy bullied me!"

Jiu Jiu jumped onto Wan Qing's shoulder, pointed to the cultivator who was sweating on his back, and said aggrievedly.

"You can clean up as much as you want!"

Wan Qing said calmly, and touched the little head of Jiu Jiu with his right hand.

As soon as the cultivator turned around, he fell to the ground and knelt down repeatedly, not knowing that the person behind him was only a monk of the sixth order.

"Uncle spare my life, I have an eighty-year-old mother, a baby who is swaddling and breastfeeding, begging my uncle to surround me with a dog's life!"

The monk knelt down and begged.

"No sincerity at all!"

"That is, sincerity!?"

The cultivator who was still worshipping directly with his little paws said in a fake manner.

"It's small... Paralysis, Monk of the First Rank!"

The cultivator took out the space bag in his arms, and when he looked up, the person in front of him was actually just a monk, or a first-rank sixth-order. The cultivator suddenly burst out, his eyes were about to split, he never expected that he had been bullied by a monk after so many years of wandering the rivers and lakes.

"Thief, die!"

The cultivator took a brisk step and ran towards Wan Qing, and with his right hand of a grade A mid-grade fist glove made of fine iron, he blasted directly towards Wan Qing.

"I can't see the situation at all!"

Wan Qing shook his head slightly, and slammed a fist into the cultivator's fist.

"How is it possible, you, the monk actually has such strength, you are Wanqing~! Hehe, brothers wait for me, my brother will arrive!"

The cultivator was a little self-deprecating, he had been wandering the rivers and lakes for so many years, but he couldn't tell that the person in front of him was Wan Qing. Apart from him, who can quietly erase the dozen Grade A younger brothers under his hands.

There was a hint of helplessness, a hint of fear, and a hint of relief on the cultivator's face.

"Tell you to bully me Uncle Jiu, my boss is here, can you still run?"

Chirping towards the cultivator's corpse, muttering in pieces, while touching the space bag in the cultivator's arms, as well as the chain of locks in the corner.

"So you're here, it seems that the blood oath is so effective, as long as you are within a radius of one kilometer, I can sense it. Tsk, yes, yes!" it was Zhang Wei who spoke.

At this time, Zhang Bian, with his hair scattered, and his clothes one by one, he was a beggar, where did he have the momentum of the previous head of the family.

"What!"

Hearing Zhang Wei's words, Wan Qing was shocked, how could the blood oath track down people. Wan Qing has been reading the ancient books and secret books since he was a child, and he has never seen them mentioned in that book.

"Hehe, are you afraid, don't be afraid, what is there to be afraid of death, God has mercy on me, I have fulfilled my oath, and when I have revenge, I will repay it with my life!haha~"

Zhang Wei looked up to the sky and laughed, laughing madly, laughing helplessly, laughing sadly. How ironic it is that the head of the third force of the dignified Xiancheng should swear a blood oath and seek the mercy of the heavens in order to kill a first-class monk.

"Die! bury my three sons!"

Zhang Wei went straight to Wan Qing, turned out a high-grade fine iron sword with his right hand, and pulled out a sword flower.

"Zhang's swordsmanship-ink!"

As the words fell, the silver-white fine iron sword in Zhang Wei's hand with bursts of cold light suddenly turned inky black, and the ghostly light was everywhere.

Looking at Zhang Wei, Wan Qing's eyes narrowed, which was a bit unreasonable. Zhang Wei is already a C-level cultivator, but this speed is only the speed of the first order of B-level, which is a bit big.

"Is this really God's mercy?"