After witnessing the battle between the wolf king and Qiancheng, the people on the mountain peak left with interest, but at this moment, they suddenly saw the old ape holding a hammer, jumping up and rushing into the valley.

"Is the old monkey crazy?"

"Watching the play, watching the play."

Everyone turned back and watched the battle again, but the wolf king went to the peak at this time, intimidating everyone.

"Get out of here!"

"Wolf King, this mountain is not your family, why do you want us to leave?"

The wolf king slapped his paw towards the top of the mountain, and the entire mountain peak instantly became three feet shorter.

Seeing this, everyone didn't dare to say anything more, so they had to leave in a huff.

At this time, Qiancheng in the valley saw the hammer rushing in front of him, but he slowly stretched out his hand and pinched the hammer in his hand, no matter how hard the old ape tried, he couldn't shake it in the slightest.

It was furious in its heart, turned into a mountain-like giant ape body, and slapped it towards Qiancheng with one palm.

Qiancheng dropped the hammer and jumped up, piercing through the palm of the old ape's hand, and the arm of calamity pointed directly at the old ape's face.

At the moment of crisis, the old ape roared to the sky: "Zeyan, come and save me!" ”

I saw Zeyan's figure, crossing the night sky, blocking in front of Qiancheng, and comforting: "Realm Lord, calm your anger." ”

When Qiancheng heard this, he couldn't help frowning, so he stopped his movements and asked, "What do you mean?" ”

"I just want to confirm my conjecture."

Ze Yan is no longer the same as before, calling himself not "this saint", but it makes Qiancheng more vigilant.

"What are you going to say?"

"I feel that the realm lord is about to leave the forbidden land."

"Hmph, why should I go?"

Ze Yan picked up his hands and said carefully: "After the battle just now, I found that after the realm lord refined that hand armor, his strength had barely improved, so it must have other uses." I made a bold guess that the power of the Realm Lord was through the death qi in the forbidden land, activating the complete power of the Five Saints, and with the cultivation and understanding of the previous Realm Lord, it reached this level, and to activate the power of the Five Saints, in addition to the death qi in the forbidden land, there was only the holy weapon left by the Five Saints. ”

"The Realm Lord can't bring the death qi out of the forbidden land, so he must get the hand armor before he can perform his cultivation outside the forbidden land."

"In Xia Bucai, although I don't know the location of several other holy weapons, I have a good place to go, and I recommend it to the realm lord."

After hearing this, Qiancheng pondered for a long time, he had to admire the other party's meticulousness, but he was worried that this was a trap set by the other party.

"What do you want?"

Seeing that the goal was achieved, Ze Yan leaned over to Qiancheng's side, and said in a voice: "In the Southwest Demon Universe Realm, there is a guy named Di Hao, who calls himself the Demon Emperor, and he is very arrogant.......

Ze Yan made a gesture of wiping his neck, which really puzzled Qiancheng, "He is your enemy?" ”

"I'm his friend."

"And you're still there?"

"But he's not my friend......"

Qiancheng was even more confused, but still nodded in confusion.

"Since this is the case, I won't hide the realm lord from below," Ze Yan changed his previous obscene appearance, and said seriously: "In the world, there is a pool of gods, which can solve everything and know everything. However, the pool of divine repercussions appears once in three thousand years, and it has never appeared in one place twice, nor can it be found above the tribulation realm. ”

"With the Scourge Hallow, I can also raise my cultivation to the Transformation Realm outside the forbidden land, but I won't appear in the same place twice, how can I find this?"

"In the Qingxu Days, there is a great power who is good at deduction, who lives in Qiyun Mountain all the year round, and is called the old man of Banxia."

"Old man Banxia?"

"That's right, in this world, only he can find out the location of the Divine Pool."

"Thank you."

"The realm lord can let him stay down and settle down in the forbidden land, which is the best reward for the below."

After the two left, Qiancheng silently thought about the Divine Yan Pond and the old man Banxia in his heart, and then went to the depths of the valley to prepare for the future.

……

In the main hall of Ziwei Mountain, Zhang Jing listened to the words of the pavilion master, and was very unconvinced: "The pavilion master said, I can't get into your eyes, then I want to see how many catties and taels these people who have entered your eyes." ”

Then, Zhang Jing jumped into the ring and said in a deep voice: "Who will fight with me!" ”

Tibetan scales were still silent, but his expression was disdainful.

Tao Mingxue counted the copper plates of the money bag, and there was no appearance of wanting to fight at all.

Seeing that no one responded, Qi Feng put his hand behind his back, slowly activated his True Qi, and waved his fingers slightly.

Huazhou, who was waiting to watch the play, felt a mysterious force at this moment, and pushed himself behind his back, and then, he didn't stand firm and staggered out.

After Zhang Jing saw it, he pointed to Huazhou and said, "Do you want to fight with me?" ”

Huazhou touched his chin and glanced at his master, there seemed to be a look of resentment in his eyes, and then he said helplessly: "I am good at the Fu Formation Method, and I am not good at fighting with others, but I can't see you acting recklessly, today, I will ......"

"Let me do it."

Cao Jie walked to the ring, stood in front of Zhang Jingze, and said, "If you want to fight, I will accompany you to fight." ”

"I know you, the second son of the Cao family of the Emperor Tian, and the younger brother of Cao Ying."

Zhang Jing knows very well what it is like to have an excellent brother, and in his eyes, his brother is the target of transcendence, and the so-called second son of the Cao family is just a vassal of Cao Ying.

"Ha, what you said hurt a little."

"Really?" Zhang Jing ran his true qi, and a fiery red phantom appeared behind him, "What's more hurtful is still behind." ”

Then, the phantom rushed out, holding a flaming spear, with a rakshasa appearance, adding a few points of ferocity.

Zhang Jing also drew a fiery red sword, as if it had just been tempered, and attacked Cao Jie together.

The two sides come and go, Cao Jie is one against two, constantly dodging, although he falls into the downwind, he does not see a change in expression.

On the other hand, Zhang Jingze's offensive is getting stronger and stronger, as if he is holding a victory.

"It's Yanjun's fire general, no wonder, he has such confidence." The Great Pavilion Master recognized Zhang Jingze's change of phantom moves, and immediately said, "Yanjun, you chose the wrong person." ”

In the ring, Cao Jie carefully observed the opponent's movements, and suddenly smiled: "The winner will be decided." ”

Zhang Jing was unmoved, and sneered: "Are you ready to admit defeat?" ”

"Throw in the towel? It's a good choice for you. ”

Cao Jie immediately turned his moves, pointing at the sword, his body shape was treacherous, and he was pressing Zhang Jingze step by step, and the flame phantom wanted to attack forward, but he saw Cao Jie dodging to Zhang Jingze's side.

"What? Is it distracting to be distracted? ”

Zhang Jing snorted coldly, merging with the flame phantom, and the long sword in his hand became even hotter.

"I am the descendant of Yanjun, how can I be defeated by your cleverness!"

Cao Jie smiled, his true qi condensed into a golden sword shadow, "Let me tell you a secret, you are the descendant of Yanjun, and I am also the descendant of Wujun!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the sword qi phantoms came one after another, and Zhang Jing swung out several swords, shattering all the sword shadows.

Then, Zhang Jing stabbed with a sword, but was caught by Cao Jie's two fingers, and the heat wave on the sword was also suppressed, and suddenly, on the blade of the sword that was originally disconnected from the sword shadow, a golden crack appeared, Cao Jie's wrist turned, and the long sword in Zhang Jing's hand shattered.

"Descendant of Yanjun, you lost!"