"Tai Sui Hui ......"

Leaving Jiang Feng's office, Wang Yan got on the bus home and watched the turbulent traffic outside the window.

On the streets that are close to night, there are already colorful neon lights on both sides, which are full of colors, illuminating the dry and cold night in the north with a little more life.

Pedestrians are walking on the crosswalks on both sides, the cold of winter makes the pedestrians on both sides wear thick winter clothes, and on the middle road, vehicles of various colors pass through both sides of the bus, accompanied by the sound of horns far or near.

Everything is so harmonious, and the people of Eastern Sichuan Province, as usual, live an ordinary and ordinary life.

However, Wang Shen seemed to see that there was a faint haze shrouded in the sky over Eastern Sichuan Province.

Even to this day, he can still remember the tragic incident that happened in Yuancheng that day.

So many people died, turned into rivers of flesh and blood, and poured into the churches of the Nalak Sect.

Tai Sui and the Lake Sect have some kind of inseparable connection, but Wang Yan doesn't know what this connection is.

The people of the Raike Sect seem to be able to see the secret of the true qi in him.

Obviously, the churches of the Lake Church in the whole country have been completely eliminated from the whole country because of the incident that happened in Yuancheng City.

However, I don't know why, when I heard Jiang Feng say in the office that there were still a large number of remnants of the Tai Sui Society in this eastern Sichuan Province, a shadow appeared inexplicably in Wang Yan's heart.

"Forget it...... I shouldn't be needed this time, Jiang Feng is ready, even if something really happens, he should be able to deal with it as soon as possible." Shaking his head, Wang Ember left the thoughts in his mind behind.

When they returned home, Wang Wei and his family were sitting on the sofa watching TV.

"Where's my brother?"

After sweeping around, he found that Wang Yuan didn't seem to be at home, and Wang Yan asked with some confusion.

It's already seven or eight o'clock, and even if my brother is making up classes outside, it's time to come back.

"Oh, their school organized a visit and stayed outside tonight." Mom said while munching on melon seeds.

"Visiting? What to visit?"

"It seems to be some kind of alien beast war museum...... Wang Wei on the side took over the conversation and said, "That museum is in the western district of our Yuancheng City, I heard that when our Yuancheng City was a few hundred years ago, it was still a very important alien beast battlefield, and there were many battles in Yuancheng at the beginning, and there were a lot of cultural relics in the museum......

When Wang Yan heard this, his heart moved.

"Does the museum have a website?"

"Websites? I don't know, but there should be, right?"

Wang Yan secretly wrote down in his heart, and when he returned to the room, he opened his laptop and began to search for information about the Nayuan City Museum on the Internet.

"The area where Eastern Sichuan Province is located used to be the location of an eighth-level nest?"

When he saw the introduction on the museum's website, Wang Yan's eyes suddenly froze.

The eighth-level nest also means that in the nest where Eastern Sichuan Province used to be, there is at least one eighth-level beast, which is comparable to the eighth-level great master of the human race!

On the land of Yuancheng, there was once such a terrifying beast living?

In an instant, many thoughts passed through Wang Yan's heart.

The Tai Sui Society's activities in Eastern Sichuan Province are not insignificant.

From the action of almost slaughtering Yuancheng a few months ago, to today, the Tai Sui Society actually sent two different sects to deal with Jiang Feng.

You must know that although the strength of the different sect is not as strong as the real grandmaster, it is also quite powerful, and this Tai Sui will send two in one go, which is enough to prove that Tai Sui will attach importance to Jiang Feng.

In other words, Tai Sui will pay attention to Eastern Sichuan Province!

Wang Yan actually had a faint feeling in his heart that the Tai Sui Society seemed to attach too much importance to Eastern Sichuan Province.

Although Eastern Sichuan Province is also a large province in the north, the degree of attention is a bit too much

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It wasn't until he saw the history of this land in eastern Sichuan Province that Wang Yan faintly had some guesses.

Perhaps, Tai Sui's attention to Eastern Sichuan Province is because of this land that used to be an eighth-level nest.

"These are just speculations, I'll go to the museum tomorrow and have a look......" Closing the computer, Wang Yan muttered to himself.

He had a faint feeling in his heart that perhaps Tai Sui would act like this in Eastern Sichuan Province, and he could find it in the Beast Museum.

After washing, closing his eyes, Wang Yan quickly sank into sleep.

A familiar gray mist appeared in front of him.

Wang Shen looked around left and right, and he was still standing on the long and narrow steps of the mountain, and under his feet was the gray sand that had been turned into the ground after the death of the Evil Dao Sect Master.

Clenching his fists, feeling the familiar and powerful true qi in his body, Wang Yan continued to walk up the steps, step by step.

Step by step along the steps, the original gray steps, as Wang Ember walked dozens of steps again, suddenly there was a thick black spread up, forming a very strong contrast with the color of the steps that Wang Ember had walked before.

「……」

Wang Yan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked around vigilantly.

On both sides of the stairs were dead dead trees, twisting and growing on both sides of the steps, and the branches that were dry and almost dead were densely connected, obscuring the view, spreading all the way up on both sides of the steps.

There was silence all around, and there was a faint sound of wind blowing through the air.

Smack.

In the midst of such a silent voice, Wang Yan slowly took a step.

The soles of his feet had just touched the steps above, but suddenly there was a large number of hissing sounds around him, as if there were a large number of snakes crawling wildly, and as if there were countless tentacles rubbing.

The tree trunks that were originally dead and twisted on both sides of the steps around them, at this moment, seemed to be alive in an instant, twisting and wriggling wildly, the branches extended wildly, up and down, left and right, in all directions, madly spreading towards Wang Ash, in the blink of an eye, Wang Ember was wrapped inside, and the pitch-black trunks were connected, as if turning into a huge tree ball,

The next moment.

Rumble!

The pitch-black tree ball suddenly exploded, and countless broken branches exploded in all directions, revealing Wang Yan's figure.

He held the Earth Yuan Lihuo stick in one hand, and the moment his figure appeared, he suddenly disappeared in place, and the next second he appeared in front of a dead tree trunk that was somewhat huge compared to the many dead trees around him.

Suddenly a pitch-black flame rose from the fire stick and smashed down on the dead tree in front of him.

Call!

At the moment when the Diyuan Lihuo stick was about to smash down on the dead tree, the dead tree actually moved miraculously, and the dead tree trunks suddenly danced like human hands, and countless tree trunks overlapped each other, crossing in front of the dead tree trunk, blocking the Diyuan Lihuo stick that fell from top to bottom.

Call!

The flames on the fire stick directly ignited the countless branches of the huge dead tree, and the black flames spread up in an instant.

Whoa!

A piercing scream erupted from the top of the huge dead tree in an instant, and the dead tree that had been rooted in the ground jumped and writhed wildly at this moment, like a person suffering from pain.

And a large number of dead trees around him have been winding towards Wang Ember again, Wang Ember's face remains unchanged, and when he raises his hand, the Divine Fire True Qi directly turns into a thick black fire dragon, whistling and circling away.

The large number of tangled branches were instantly contaminated by the countless black flames, and the raging black flames rose into the sky in an instant.

Wang Ember stood in the center of the flames, but the dense flames around him couldn't hurt him at all, and within a meter around him, it seemed that a circular vacuum had formed.

He watched silently at the huge dead tree that writhed wildly and screamed sharply in the dense black firelight.

After a few minutes, the shrill howl subsided, and the surrounding flames waned

until everything calms down completely.

It was already pitch black everywhere, and the dead trees on both sides of the steps had been burned by the divine fire, leaving only traces of scorched black all over the ground.

And in the midst of the scorched black traces of the place, a pitch-black black smoke rose and shot into Wang Yan's chest.

Wang Shen closed his eyes, quietly read the memories contained in the black smoke, and after a moment, opened his eyes.

"It's a puppet again......"

Wang Yan muttered to himself.

The huge burned dead tree was not a tree, but a monk.

It's just that after practicing the evil way exercises, one doesn't pay attention to it, and after going mad, he becomes such a weird tree man.

This tree man lived by rooting roots into flesh and blood, absorbing the flesh and blood of others, and was subdued by the Thousand Yang Sect, and was made into a puppet by the elder on the main peak to guard the way up the mountain.

The strength of this tree man should not be underestimated, and he has the strength of the late stage of the Dongxuan Realm, but after his body was alienated into a tree man, this tree man also inherited the shortcomings of grass and trees.

That's the fear of fire.

Wang Ash's Divine Fire Decisive Flame, but unlike ordinary flames, its power is many times greater than ordinary flames.

It just so happens to be the nemesis of this weird tree man.

Therefore, it was effortless to deal with the strange tree man.

There are not many valuable things in the memory of this tree man, and the only thing that can barely be called valuable is the exercises practiced by this tree man, but the exercises that can make people become such a strange tree man, Wang Yan will never practice them.

Continuing to go up along the mountain road, I encountered a few more zombies, but they were not very strong, and they were not even as good as the tree man, which was also easily solved by Wang Ash.

"How long are these steps?" I've been walking on this mountain road for two days, but the steps still seem to be out of sight.

Wang Yan finally realized that something was wrong.

It's just that before he had time to check the source of this wrongness, he felt a sense of detachment emerge.

The dream is leaving.