Liujia Village Council Hall

This house is small in size, and its interior is quaint and clean, but then again, this room looks like a dwelling, with chairs, tables, stools, screen curtains, etc., but it is overcrowded at the moment. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

After this strange thing happened, Liu Dazhu was particularly worried, and walked into the house with a nervous expression, and then found a chair to sit down, unconsciously sluggish, his eyes were dull, and he was motionless.

After a while, the room was already overcrowded, Elder Liu glanced at Zhang Dazhu, snorted coldly, ignored it, walked forward to face everyone, and then opened a yellowed classical in his hand, looked at it a few times and said seriously: "You should know that if Qingyuan Peak is shaken, I am afraid that the mountain god will be angry, and the ancestral book records that Qingyun Peak in ancient times was just a bunch of small soil slopes, and after a long time, it was formed that today's magnificent Qingyun Peak was formed, but today's mountain god is angry, how to be good!"

After Elder Liu said this, he immediately caused a commotion below, but they knew that from ancient times to the present, it is said that Qingyuan Peak was incarnated by a great god, and has been worshiped as a mountain god by Liujia Village for generations, but today the mountain god is angry, there must be someone who has made a great rebellion, causing the anger of the mountain god.

Elder Liu's eyes rolled around, looked at Liu Dazhu, who was still godless, and sneered, and continued: "You should still remember that the ancestor set down the ancestral training ten thousand years ago, right? ”

After Liu Dazhu finished speaking, the villagers finally felt at ease, although the mountain god was angry at this time, but there were still treasures left by the ancestors in Liujia Village, and they could also escape the catastrophe.

At this moment, everyone's minds in the room were directed to the secret room, and their eyes were focused on Liu Dazhu at the same time, because Liu Dazhu was the only guardian now.

A few months ago, Liu Dachang had already seen that the painting spirit pen in Zhang Cheng's hand was the magic pen of Liujiacun, but he had not acted rashly, because the ancestors had already said that the painting spirit pen was taken by the emperor ball people, and this dumb man could easily take the animation spirit pen, maybe it was related to the emperor ball people?

Elder Liu was full of suspicions, but he could also hide this matter in his heart. He was waiting, he had been waiting for a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to snatch the painting spirit pen from Zhang Cheng's hand, he wouldn't think that Zhang Cheng would not submit to the approach of the whole village, or resist the killing, these months have been observing, although that Zhang Cheng is not a good person, but he is not a madman.

Since the ancestral training is like this, the spiritual consciousness left by the ancestor will definitely not let this inheritance harm Liujia Village.

Elder Liu finally waited until the mountain god was angry, and when he saw that the time was ripe, he was secretly happy in his heart, but he didn't show it on the surface, but instead looked serious: "Liu Dazhu, is it okay to draw a spirit brush?"

The cold gaze and cold words really made Liu Dazhu's whole body tremble slightly, he struck a spirit, and then his eyes scanned the surroundings, and he was puzzled to find that the surrounding villagers and neighbors had set their eyes on him, and asked very puzzled: "Who are you?"

Liu Dazhu came to his senses, but he was still at a loss, but after listening to Elder Liu's words again, he realized that this was the case.

The surrounding villagers were also puzzled, they didn't know which one Elder Liu was singing, but the magic pen was lying in the secret room, where did it come from? This is really strange, the magic pen weighs 100,000 catties, and who can hold it?

Liu Dazhu's face was full of bitterness: "It's gone, everything is gone, Xinyan is gone, and the painting spirit brush is gone." ”

"Dazhu, you can make it clear, what's gone? Isn't the magic pen lying in the secret room, how can you say that it's gone!"

"Yes, Dazhu, you can't talk nonsense, we have to rely on the magic pen to take refuge, if the magic pen is gone, what should this be!"

The villagers here are noisy and shouting, obviously not believing it.

Elder Liu roared angrily, startling everyone to quiet down: "Okay, you Liu Dazhu, you handed over the brush to Zhang Du, but you can tell me, where did Zhang Duge go?"

Liu Dazhu's intuition was dark, so he simply shut up and let the neighbors in the village quarrel.

At this moment, when everyone pointed the contradiction at Liu Dazhu, an old voice suddenly sounded, this voice came from Qingyuan Peak, but when it was deaf, it was like spring thunder, which shocked everyone for a while.

"This is ......" They all rushed outside the house and looked at Qingyuan Peak.

Let's put Liujiacun aside for the time being, at this moment, Zhang Cheng's whole body in the narrow secret passage was excited, his eyes were full of anger, and he remembered that the voice that sounded just now was exactly the matter of the old man of the Soul Devouring Palace.

What is the voice of the old man of the Soul Devouring Hall will appear in Qingyun Peak, Zhang Cheng doesn't know, but in this way, it is more certain that Qingyuan Peak will definitely be able to go outside.

At this moment, Zhang Cheng didn't think much about it, and immediately sped up his pace and rushed forward, he had already made up his mind to fight to the death with the old man of the Soul Devouring Palace, in order to avenge Li Yi's hatred, if he was lucky enough to survive, he would go to the Qingyuan City City Lord's Mansion to kill him without leaving a piece of armor, so as to avenge Wang Miao'er.

Li Yi died in order to save himself, this revenge must be avenged, Wang Miao'er and he fell in love, but he was arrested and taken to the dungeon, and the fragrance and jade were damaged, this revenge must be avenged, even if Li Yi is the young master of the City Lord's Mansion, what does it matter? He has a friendship with Li Yi, not with the City Lord's Mansion.

Zhang Cheng himself knows that he has 100,000 catties of anti-heaven magic pen, as long as he controls the magic pen, he can kill the enemy invisibly, what does it matter if he has no skills in his body at this moment? What does it matter if his cultivation is low at this moment? He Zhang Cheng relies on a 100,000-jin anti-heaven magic pen.

The dim passage led nowhere, and he jumped over a few boulders, and then jumped down a steep slope, and ran down sharply, and the more he ran, the more empty the area became, and before he knew it, the ground was much smoother, and finally a light appeared in his eyes.

This light is very faint, but it is a sharp contrast with the dark passage, so Zhang Cheng is overjoyed, when he came here before, he found the brightness, and saw the pool and the two passages.

His face tightened, and his steps were much slower, the voice of the old man of the Soul Devouring Hall was the source of this, if he was not careful, he was afraid that he would encounter a devastating blow from Elder Chen.

Zhang Cheng was ready to sneak attack Elder Chen, if he hit it head-on, even if he had a 100,000 jin spirit brush, it would be useless, after all, Elder Chen's cultivation was profound, how could it be so easy to get it?

Only by taking him by surprise and attacking him unprepared, can the best effect be achieved, Zhang Cheng knows that he will definitely not be able to kill Elder Chen of the Soul Devouring Hall under his own blow, but he can still do it with heavy damage, as long as he hits Elder Chen hard, then he can make up for it a few more times, smash Elder Chen into pulp, and avenge Li Yi.

Although Zhang Cheng's idea is good, but no one knows the actual situation, maybe it is the same as he thought, after all, since he got the painting spirit pen, he found that only he can control the painting spirit brush, and under the familiarity of this time, he has discovered a secret, that is, this pen can be controlled by spiritual power and spiritual sense, as long as the spiritual sense is locked, it can be smashed into the enemy.

He has always been cautious, and if he didn't have the slightest certainty, Zhang Cheng would definitely not go to die.