Zhang Yu stood in place, the yin qi could not invade, the ghosts could not approach, he seemed to be the master of this Nai He bridge, the fog was far away, and the ancient strange corpses did not dare to look at him.

An old woman, with round eyes, looked at him like a ghost.

"How is it possible! The Netherworld Enchantment can't even escape from the Transformation Seed Powerhouse, how can it be blown away by your punch!"

The old woman looked crazy, her face was full of wrinkles and beating wildly, and she was stunned when she saw the aura emanating from Zhang Yu's body.

"Death! How can you have such a strong death!"

", the netherworld is formed by the convergence of dead qi, and it actually agrees with you, how is this possible!"

Zhang Yu's expression was indifferent, his face was expressionless, it was hard to imagine that a person around twenty years old would have such an indifferent look, as if the whole heaven and earth had collapsed, and it had nothing to do with him.

"I know, you must not be a human race! The human race cultivates spiritual energy, but you can cultivate death qi, haha, you are destined to be a member of my hell!"

The old woman would cry and laugh for a while, like a haunted ghost in the middle of the night, which sounded like a ghost that made people tremble unconsciously.

"Nonsense, have you said enough!"

Zhang Yu looked at her indifferently, and her blood-red eyes reflected the old woman's slowly trembling figure, constantly approaching.

"Click, click, click!"

Every step he takes, it seems that he has a special sense of spontaneity, which can drive the heartbeat of others.

"I'm curious, why don't you attack me directly!" Zhang Yu walked forward slowly, not in a hurry or impatient.

"What are you going to do, don't come here!" the old woman's eyes were full of horror.

"Just like you are now, my cultivation is not more than the eighth layer of the Kun Realm, but I can make you tremble, which makes me very curious. Zhang Yu had bloodlust in his eyes, and he did not change his pace because of the old woman's words.

"Don't come here again, you stop!"

"Stop, what right do you have to order me?"

"I, I ......"

"It's just a dry soul, reborn consciousness with the help of some kind of power, and become a watchdog for others, do you really think I can't see who you are?!"

"You, you ....." The old woman seemed to be said to hit the fateful point, her eyes flashed, and she turned around and wanted to escape.

"Where to go!"

Zhang Yu pulled out and chased after him, he was so fast, how could he let the old woman escape easily, just in a flash, he was already close to her figure, but at this moment, the running old woman suddenly turned around, where was there a little panicked look in her eyes, and looked at Zhang Yu with contempt.

"Whoosh!"

Seven or eight figures instantly turned up from both sides of the stone bridge, they were holding long swords, the sword light was awe-inspiring, and without saying a word, they launched a surprise attack on Zhang Yu, the sword light was gorgeous, and the aura was surging, as if seven big stars in the sky were converging together, and the pressure suddenly made Zhang Yu's body stagnate.

"Seven Star Spirit Sword Technique!"

Zhang Yu could see at a glance what kind of swordsmanship this was, above Dongzhou, on the bank of the Anhe River, the Zhang family for a thousand years, studying the mysteries of the Seven Turns of the Heavenly Star, and the Seven Stars Spirit Sword Technique was the supreme secret method recorded in the Seven Turns Mysteries.

Zhang Yu is no stranger to the figures of these people, before entering the immortal ruins, the few corpses that disappeared inexplicably, except for the few who were killed by themselves, are all here.

The walking corpse, unconscious, but the swordsmanship is smooth, each sword is like a big star crossing, emitting a dazzling light, just a moment, several people split out the front sword light, forming a large net, towards Zhang Yutao.

Zhang Yu's face did not change, as if everything in front of him had already been predicted, he protected his head with his arms, flew under his feet, and directly crashed into the sword net.

The mystery of the Seven Star Spirit Sword Technique is not in its strength, but in hurting the gods, Zhang Yu is only the eighth layer of the abutment, his divine sense is weak, and it is difficult to have any defensive ability at all, and if he is injured in the head by the sword net, his divine sense will inevitably collapse directly, so he chooses to use his own powerful ** to blast open the sword net.

"Poof!"

With a soft sound, a big hole appeared on the sword net, and Zhang Yu's body burst out, leaving behind a few walking corpses, and went straight to the old woman.

"Old madman, I give you back your soul!"

Approaching the old woman, Zhang Yu pulled it towards the void, and if he held a jack of sticks in his hand, he slammed into the old woman's body.

"Help me!"

The old woman screamed in horror, but it was too late, a vague black shadow suddenly poured into the old woman's body, Zhang Yu quickly retreated, only to hear a huge roar from behind, the yin wind swept in, blowing Zhang Yu's body shook, and the walking dead fell directly into the yellow spring and disappeared.

After a while, the dust cleared, Zhang Yu turned around slightly, only to see a figure, standing in front of him vaguely, the huge pressure made Zhang Yu a little out of breath at this moment, there is no doubt that this is a top master!

Call!

The yin wind blew, Zhang Yu saw the figure in front of him clearly, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised slightly, but immediately, a large mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out, shook a few times, and then collapsed to the ground.

"Forcibly suppress the death qi, your body is already full of holes!" the figure said lightly.

Zhang Yu smiled indifferently and said, "What can I be afraid of if I can let the spirit of my predecessor return and regain consciousness?"

The old madman had black hair, and his thin face was already plump, but his body had undergone too much and became dark and shiny, otherwise it would definitely be as rich as jade.

At this moment, he looked at Zhang Yu, he couldn't tell whether it was thank or hate, and the entanglement of his expression made Zhang Yu feel strange.

"It's a happy event for the seniors to regain their senses, why are you so entangled?"

"I'm wondering if I'm going to kill you!"

Groov!

Zhang Yu's heart beat wildly, and his body involuntarily moved back a few steps, he was the savior of the old madman, how could he want to kill me? Could it be that there is anything hidden in this?

"That's it! The time has not yet come, and this time it is indeed you who saved me, although I am not from your Dongzhou, but I also pay attention to revenge, today I let you go, and give you a creation, from now on, you and I are clear!"

The old madman said, picked a Huangquan fruit in the air, and sent it to Zhang Yu.

"I know, you are interested in the magic weapon of the Immortal Domain Town, I can only tell you that the God Emperor Ding is not here, as for whether you can find it, it all depends on your own creation!"

The old madman waved his sleeves, and a scorching red robe draped over his shoulders, and a scorching wind rose from under his feet, carrying him slowly into the endless darkness at the other end of the stone bridge, and the Huangquan fruit tree also followed his figure.

"Don't come along, don't ask for the roots, try to enjoy the beauty of this world. ”

Zhang Yu listened to the voice of the old madman from afar, and was slightly stunned and burst into laughter.

"Hahaha!"

He laughed so madly, his voice was so hearty, until at the end, he laughed and dripped, coughed a few times, and then stopped.

"Immortal Continent, the land of Dongzhou, are you true or false?!" After saying that, Zhang Yu swallowed the reincarnation fruit in his hand desperately. (To be continued.) )