Zhang Ziyu and Huang Rong left Qingyunmen together in a fire dragon.

Before leaving, Zhang Ziyu left something and gave it to Tian Ling'er, a little girl.

He also had a whim, since he gave Zhang Xiaofan a set of inexplicable swordsmanship, he simply gave Tian Ling'er a set of Holy Spirit swordsmanship.

A set of sad swordsmanship, a set of affectionate swordsmanship, he wants to see if this childhood sweetheart can be successful, and whether Zhang Xiaofan, an honest little brother, can arch away the fat man and the little cabbage.

Although the Holy Spirit Sword Technique is precious, it is almost worth it when I see Tian Fatzi's painful expression.

It is difficult to buy a good master, and the sword saint Dugu Jian and Miyamoto Xueling couple will also be happy to see this swordsmanship fall into the hands of a couple.

The fire dragon was very fast, and it had already left the realm of Qingyunmen not long after coming down from the Great Bamboo Peak.

"Brother Yu, where are we going now?"

The two of them stood side by side on the fire dragon, looking at the mountains and rivers that passed under the fire dragon, compared to the world of the Republic of China, this place is more ancient, and the scenery also has a trace of ancient charm.

The sudden incursion of birds and beasts, as well as the appearance of behemoth beasts in the forest, all show this antiquity.

"How do you feel about the world?"

Zhang Ziyu didn't answer directly, but asked with a smile.

Huang Rong turned her head sideways and thought slightly, and said; "The aura is more abundant, and ...... freer."

Huang Rong said that it is more free because compared to the Republic of China, there is no warlord scuffle, and there is no division fetters, basically Zhang Ziyu can do whatever he wants.

Zhang Ziyu said: "Then go to Kongsang Mountain to get some things first, and then we will build another monster manor here and settle down for a while, for a long time."

The world is malleable, so it can naturally settle down.

Zhang Ziyu needed a place where he could freely apply his ideas, even experiments, because he wanted to explore the way forward.

Whether it is the Maoshan exercises, or the exercises of Taiji Xuanqing Dao, at most it is to the realm of Hedao.

On the road, I don't know for the time being, Zhang Ziyu needs to explore, or find an answer from the heavens and all worlds.

Waiting for exploration is naturally feasible, but Zhang Ziyu's own unification of the true scriptures is also a way, and sometimes it will be more appropriate to walk by himself, and the road will be more stable.

Throughout the ages, everyone has cultivated according to the methods of their ancestors, but it is nothing more than that the longevity is not enough, and the limited vitality is limited, so they can only take a more convenient path.

On the path of cultivation, life is a limiting condition, and the only people who can try and make mistakes are those geniuses.

However, it is not so applicable to Zhang Ziyu, because he is not only talented, but also has a lifespan of more than 3,000 years in the god refining stage, so it is conceivable that he can do a lot of things.

"Okay."

Huang Rong's eyes narrowed like a crescent moon, smiling, she and Zhang Ziyu can do anything with her, and the monster manor is not bad, it is the home here.

Kongsang Mountain, three thousand miles east of Qingyunmen, was the location of the Blood Refining Hall of the Black-hearted Old Man eight hundred years ago.

I think that back then, the black-hearted old man was holding a blood-devouring bead, and with the help of Mrs. Jin Ling of the Hehuan Sect, he united the forces of the two factions, and almost unified the Demon Sect.

The black-hearted old man is incomparably powerful, and he occupies this station, just to compete for the first position with the righteous path in the world.

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However, I was unlucky, and there were people in the righteous path who defeated the black-hearted old man with the Tianya Divine Sword, and the Blood Refining Hall was once besieged, so that it was completely defeated to this day, and Kongsang Mountain was also barren.

Although it is rumored that this Blood Refining Hall was destroyed, the Blood Cave was not found, and there were still many treasures of the Blood Refining Hall inside.

For hundreds of years, there have been many people who have come here to look for treasure caves.

However, no one has gained, and some people who are not strong and unlucky have also been killed by the vampire bats of this Kongsang Mountain Ten Thousand Bat Ancient Cave, and the number of people who came later gradually decreased.

Zhang Ziyu came here, not for any magic baby cave, but for the necromantic abyss in the Kongsang Mountain.

The Necromantic Abyss is connected to the Ruthless Sea, too

It is a vast underground water basin, ordinary people do not see its edge, there are many demon beasts, and the dead are dense, which is particularly dangerous.

And in this ruthless sea, there is a new employee that Zhang Ziyu wants to contain, the Black Water Snake.

Zhang Ziyu's fire dragon came to the sky above Kongsang Mountain, a radius of 100 miles, deserted, dark colored land, stones occupied almost all places, grass and trees were sparse, and in a few years, I was afraid that there would be no grass anymore.

Driving the fire dragon down, the two turned over, Huang Rong caught a glimpse of the desolation around him, and said, "There is no living soul here, some desolate."

"The Dripping Blood Cave raised a kind of bat back then, although it was not a demon beast, but it also had a trace of blood, which was twice as big as an ordinary bat. They feed on blood, and they hunt everywhere at night, and over the years they have created such desolation."

Zhang Ziyu explained, while taking Huang Rong towards Kongsang Mountain, the fire dragon had already turned into a size of thirty centimeters, lying on Zhang Ziyu's shoulder.

The Ten Thousand Bat Ancient Cave is on the mountain, it is very obvious, Zhang Ziyu and Huang Rong came to the ancient cave, and they frowned unconsciously.

The Ten Thousand Bat Cave is not clean, there are thousands of bats living here, and the mixture of bat droppings, food and even the remains of their carcasses does not smell good.

Zhang Ziyu's heart moved, and the dragon snake set on his body appeared, and then the power of the dragon flame was used and burned directly towards the cave.

The power of dragon flame is very extraordinary, and the quality of things in the world that can resist dragon flame must be extraordinary, and the thousands of vampire bats and their excrement in the cave are not among them.

Soon the raging fire spread out, and under Zhang Ziyu's control, the bat feces on the ground were immediately ignited, and the flames burned the filth in the cave along the rock wall.

If it was an ordinary flame, then I am afraid that this kind of burning is already black smoke billowing out, and the smell is only afraid that it will be more serious, but the power of dragon flame burns too fast, very violently, and it will turn into ashes in an instant, where will there be time to smoke slowly.

"Squeak"

The flames alarmed the vampire bats inside, and thousands of bats, sensing danger, quickly rushed out of the cave to get out of the place.

Zhang Ziyu just raised his hand slightly, and the flames formed a wall of fire in front of the door, about a few meters wide, and the bat had no chance to break out of the cave at all.

In less than ten minutes, the Wanfu Cave had been cleaned by Zhang Ziyu, and the stone walls were pitch black, but they were exceptionally clean, at least they no longer saw those filth.

"Who are you who dare to come to the land of my holy religion."

Suddenly, a scolding voice came, Zhang Ziyu looked for the sound, and saw five people holding magic weapons, looking at him vigilantly.

The four people in the lead, one is a rough man with a beard, a young woman in purple clothes has a little ruthless eyebrows and eyes, and the other is a young man holding a treasure fan, and the last one is pale and empty, with a little madness in his eyes, and his whole body is shrouded in black robes.

Although the person on the side is not the leader, he has a peculiar appearance, looking like a hungry wild dog, holding an ugly-looking mace in his hand.

"Holy Religion? It seems that you are members of the Demon Cult."

Zhang Ziyu's expression was relaxed, and he looked at the few people in front of him.

These people are not wild dog Taoists, this is a coincidence, I didn't expect to come to this empty mulberry mountain to hunt for treasure at this time.

"Boss, what nonsense is talking with a little white face, it is better to be my blood food, so as not to leak the news to those who are in the righteous path."

The pale-faced young man licked his lips, a scarlet light flashed in his eyes, and he looked at Zhang Ziyu and the others.

"Catch them."

The old man also made up his mind, this time he came here to find the secret treasure of the black-hearted old man, and then rebuild the Blood Refining Hall, restore the glory of the Holy Sect, and become the master of the Holy Sect of a generation.

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