In a secret realm, he unexpectedly met Lan Ruo, the palm pearl of the original sect master of the Demon Dao Great Sect.

As soon as the two saw each other, they admired each other, and they got along with each other for a long time. The two soon fell in love, and there was the crystallization of love---- Huang Rong.

The two were overjoyed.

Zhang Zhengdao also summoned Qing Lingdu with joy, wanting to bring his wife and daughter back to worship his ancestors.

At that time, the two realms of righteousness and demons were competing against each other. And the Demon Dao is growing in its wings, and the righteous path is looking for ways to deal with and suppress it.

Suddenly, a mysterious friend of Zhang Zhengdao came to visit and informed Qing Lingdu that he had leaked his traces, and that Zhengdao would set up an ambush to capture his wife and daughter on their way back, so as to blackmail the Ten Thousand Demon Sect.

When Zhang Zhengdao heard this, he couldn't help but be skeptical. After he left his wife and daughter, he wanted to go back to the clan alone to question.

As soon as he returned to Qinglingdu, he was suddenly imprisoned by the master of the clan. The elders of the clan persuaded him to cut off his love thread and kill his wife and daughter, and then obeyed the dispatch of the righteous path. He was angry and disobeyed, angrily scolding these people that pigs and dogs might as well not even let go of women and children.

During the time he was imprisoned, he was so sad that his wife and daughter were sick and couldn't afford to be sick, and he became muddy all day long. The uncle Zhang Zhenjun in his clan invaded his sea of knowledge with the family inheritance of Dream Dao Dafa, and his name was to find out the whereabouts of Zhang Zhengdao's wife and daughter, but he really wanted to find out the secret of the immortal winding technique.

Zhang Zhengdao unexpectedly woke up after this dream, and he rose up to resist. After a hard battle, after controlling his uncle and learning the truth, he fought in the clan.

At this time, his wife and daughter had been betrayed by his friends and abducted by the righteous path. In order to protect Xiao Huang Rong, his wife Lan Ruo had no choice but to resist, but accidentally injured someone.

At this time, another mysterious person appeared. As soon as he appeared, Lan Ru trusted him. But this person took the opportunity to sneak attack and inflicted a heavy blow on Lan Ruo.

Then, under the pretext that she had killed an important person, she wanted to suppress and kill her. Lan Ruo was invincible, died of serious injuries, and died regretfully after calling "the right way" three times.

Fortunately, the elders of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect arrived and snatched Huang Rong away, struggling to support him among the righteous path masters.

Zhang Zhengdao arrived and shot angrily. He killed the righteous sect and looked for the enemy who killed his wife.

As soon as the immortal circumvention technique came out, he was invincible, and no one was his opponent.

However, righteous people emerged one after another, and they used sneak attacks and other methods to besiege him alone.

In that battle, the world was discolored, and the blood flowed like a river.

Zhang Zhengdao was finally forced into the devil, and his skills were greatly improved. However, the Zheng faction dispatched Hui Yuan Zhenjun.

He was besieged by several famous Hui Yuan Realms of the righteous path with the cultivation of Teng Yuan Realm, and fought bloodyly until Yuan Li dried up. But when he saw that he was about to be ruthlessly suppressed, he unexpectedly broke through to the Hui Yuan Realm.

Breaking through to the Hui Yuan Realm at the age of two hundred and fifty shocked the entire continent for a while. At this time, Zhang Zhengdao also regained his senses. And the many Hui Yuan Realm True Monarchs of the Righteous Path also knew that they couldn't stop him.

They immediately changed their attitude, and tried to win him into decency with all kinds of lucrative rewards.

All of this was coldly rejected by him.

He took action to capture the real murderer of his wife, and executed him in front of the righteous path. After that, he didn't shoot again.

Before leaving, Zhang Zhengdao disdainfully said to the righteous people, "There is no righteous way from now on." He was "nameless" and no longer called "the right way."

From then on, no matter the right demon path, everyone called him Zhang Zhenjun. Anyone who calls him the right way, no matter who it is, will be ruthlessly wiped out by his thunderous shot.

He returned to Qinglingdu, purged the people in the family, and established himself as the head of the family. Since then, his cultivation has become half-righteous and half-demonic, and his temperament has also become both good and evil.

The poem "Gathering and Scattering" was also written by him to commemorate his deceased wife.

"Over the years, my father has been running outside, but I don't know what he's busy with......" Huang Rong's face was worried. She had a vague guess about what Zhang Zhenjun did.

"Unexpectedly, Zhang Zhenjun is also a poor person......" Yi Hao pulled Huang Rong and hugged him tightly in his arms.

"Hmm...... Yihao, we want to be together forever, don't be like them in a painful separation, okay? Huang Rong's eyes were full of tears, her thin body trembled, and she was extremely scared.

"Uh-huh, we will!" Yi Hao nodded heavily. He hugged Huang Rong tightly, and secretly swore in his heart that he must protect Huang Rong well.

"Boy, let go of my daughter!" Suddenly, a roar of thunder came from the sky.

In an instant, a hundred feet away from the two of them, there was a middle-aged white-clothed scribe.

"Father!" Huang Rong's face suddenly turned pale.

She stood up in a panic and jerked Yihao through, clinging to her weak back.

"Boy, you dare to touch my daughter. Kill yourself...... lest you get my hands dirty! Zhang Zhenjun's expression was cold, his voice seemed to come from hell, and his eyes looked at Yi Hao behind Huang Rong without emotion.

"Father, you ......" Huang Rong heard this, her apricot eyes widened, and she pointed at the scribe angrily.

"Rong'er, come here!" The scribe frowned and glanced at Huang Rong, beckoning softly, his voice angry.

"Nope! Father, I'm not coming...... I really like him! Huang Rong turned a blind eye to Zhang Zhenjun's words, and pleaded with the scribe with tears in her beautiful eyes.

"Yi Hao, he won through the competition!" Huang Rong stared at Zhang Zhenjun tightly, her voice trembling.

"Nonsense! Do I agree to the competition to recruit a son-in-law......"

"It doesn't count. Even if I agree, you can't ...... with him" Zhang Zhenjun's face turned pale and said angrily.

Yi Hao broke free of Huang Rong's little hand and said to Zhang Zhenjun with his head held high. "Zhenjun, I really like Huang Rong too. I hope you can fulfill us! He was also slightly displeased with the arrogance of the scribes. But thinking that he was Huang Rong's father, this unhappiness quickly disappeared.

"Humph! It's up to you...... Speak to me, too! ”

"You!" Yi Hao glared. But then, he took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart.

"Senior, what do you think...... Can you agree that I am with her? He bent down and clenched his fists and asked Zhang Zhenjun with a sincere face.

"Huh...... You? You don't have any chance! Zhang Zhenjun sneered. He looked at Yi Hao's blue robe with disdain, and raised a finger and shook it contemptuously.

"You!" Yi Hao was suddenly extremely angry, his face turned red in an instant, and the green tendons on his arms bulged high. Zhang Zhenjun's words were resolute, and the meaning of his gesture was to look down on him extremely much.

Zhang Zhenjun squinted at Yi Hao and said lightly: "Oh? That's infuriating! ”

"Boy, you swear not to pester the girl again in the future, I can spare you death!" Zhang Zhenjun looked at the cold sea in the distance, raised his hand and stroked a red wrench on the thumb in his palm, and said lightly. Now, it seems that he has no interest in even looking at Yi Hao.

"Zhenjun, I, Yihao, will not leave Huang Rong. You can draw the line......" Yi Hao slowly pulled out the Youquan Giant Sword, raised his head to meet the sun, and looked at the arrogant middle-aged scribe in front of him lightly.