Red Lake.

Although the ancestors of the five rooms had no opinions, many complicated things still made them find Zhang Shenling again.

"All this, isn't it too sudden, Yun Mengze's recent changes are a little unimaginable."

"I'm afraid that there will be demons in such a situation."

Zhang Shenling smiled, "Ancestor is worried that the family will sink in such a change, right?" ”

"Demons? So what? If there can be demons outside, my Zhang family can't go out? ”

"Suddenly?" Zhang Shenling looked at the jade slip in his hand, "I was thinking about this question originally, but I won't think about it now." ”

As he spoke, he threw the jade slip in his hand to several ancestors.

"Chijing Yun Divine Technique, this is a spell to strengthen the divine soul? But it looks a lot worse than Quenching God. ”

Zhang Shenling nodded, "It's really a lot worse, if it is exposed in the future, we can use this thing to block the mouths of outsiders." ”

"Where did it come from?" Zhang Shen asked.

"Outside of Yun Mengze, Xiwen's kid sent it back, but I'm afraid he didn't expect Zhang Qing to find a forging god in Yun Mengze."

"Originally, I planned to launch it after the spell of tempering the divine soul was sent back from outside, and the predicted time should be a few years or more than ten years later, but now it seems that the juniors of our Zhang family are better than we imagined."

"It's just a few months apart, so it's not a big deal."

Zhang Shenling continued: "Tell the Zhao family that the resources in the south will continue to be sent over by the Zhang family, and the Zhang family is responsible for one-sixth of all the things that need resources to tempt the scattered cultivators to do." ”

"Zhao Jingmu will know what to do, and I bet that he won't dare to break the net."

"Even if it weren't for the bad location of Chihu, I would have hoped to replace his Zhao family to deal with demons."

"It's all for the family."

……

"It's all for the family."

Picking up Zhang Yunyuan, who had fallen from the sky, a calm voice came from the latter's mouth.

"I think it may be more suitable for the clan brother to refine weapons at this time."

"Leave the matter of fighting to me."

Flying into the sky, watching the willow branches fall all over the sky, the flames on Zhang Qing's body spread without hesitation.

"Zhao Si?" Looking at the woman with a stunning face and a beautiful posture in front of her, Zhang Qing spoke.

He had seen this person on the second layer of the Land of Yunxia, and at that time the other party was the leader of the Zhao family's camp.

In comparison, Zhang Qing's name is no longer known.

"Zhao Jingmeng." The voice of the woman opposite was clear, which made Zhang Qing a little surprised.

"Who are you?"

The four major families, when there were not many monks in the past, still had their own characters, but later, as the clansmen branched out, everyone didn't care about any characters.

"In the clan, according to the generation, I should call the head of the family a brother."

Zhang Qing nodded, "No wonder I even listened to you in the first place." ”

The moment the words fell, the sky resounded with a deafening roar, and the flames burned the willow branches, and the latter also continued to fall beside Zhang Qing, trying to tear through the flame defenses around him.

"It's really difficult, I heard that the original immortal inheritance of the Zhao family came from a wicker, I don't know you?"

"It's become a willow tree." Zhao Jingmeng responded casually, constantly urging the wicker in his hand to approach Zhang Qing.

"In other words, you're part of the fairy willow?" The corners of his mouth smiled, "It doesn't look like it's good." ”

The flames on his body collapsed in an instant, and Zhang Qing turned into a heavenly general and rushed to Zhao Jingmeng's position, and willow branches continued to split down around him, and the sharp edge made the flames fearful.

The huge strength and the arrow-sharp wicker fell on Zhang Qing's body, and the pain of flesh and blood spread throughout his body in an instant, almost causing the mana in Zhang Qing's body to be disordered.

"You've missed the perfect time." With a roar, Zhang Qing unleashed a fist containing flames, and the crimson flames burned the void with the fist.

However, at this moment, an emerald green willow tree more than ten zhang high suddenly appeared behind Zhao Jingmeng, and the quietly hanging willow seemed to be killed by a mad demon at the moment when Zhang Qing approached.

One by one, the wicker was like a hideous long snake spreading along Zhang Qing's body along the flames, imprisoning him in the sky, and with the release of the huge power of the wood spirit, the whole person was pulled into a big character.

With a long sword in his hand, Zhao Jingmeng slowly walked towards Zhang Qing, and the blue light at the tip of the sword became more and more brilliant.

"It seems that you don't have any stronger strength, and strong mana can't make you turn defeat into victory."

In the flames, Zhang Qing's eyes were smiling slightly, "Really?" ”

The clenched fists were released at this moment, and then Zhang Qing grabbed it with his backhand, clutching the chain-like wicker in his hand.

"Roar!"

A white giant elephant phantom roared in the sky behind Zhang Qing, and suddenly the majestic demonic aura spread in all directions, making Zhao Jingmeng in front of him subconsciously stop in place.

"Then try it first, who has more strength!" After speaking, Zhang Qing let out a low roar, and his hands began to erupt with terrifying power.

The wicker tensed at this moment, and Zhao Jingmeng felt a huge force tearing at his body, and had to stop and pour mana into the wood spirit behind him.

In the sky, the brilliant brilliance of the spell vanished into pure wrestling, and as the wicker cracked inch by inch and burned to ashes by the flames, Zhang Qing regained his freedom.

Without the intention of soft-heartedness, Zhang Qing rushed towards Zhao Jingmeng again, and the flames accompanied by the power of his body fell towards the latter like meteors.

The trembling roar was endless, the verdant light and shadow and wicker were also dancing, and the two hit the ground from the sky, and their strong physique made Zhang Qing always suppress Zhao Jingmeng.

Finally, as the willow wood spirit turned into light and shadow shattered, Zhang Qing's hands finally broke through Zhao Jingmeng's last defense and landed on the neck that was red from the flames.

"Assistant!"

"Brother!"

There were two exclamations in the distance, and Zhang Qing stood up from Zhao Jingmeng with an indifferent face, and lifted the latter with his palm.

"Let her go!" His eyes were full of anger, Zhao Dong stared at Zhang Qing's hand, and behind him, Zhang Yunyuan also flew down.

"Brother clan, I'm afraid this person can't be killed." Read the book

"Her father is a golden lotus."

Although the Zhang family and the Zhao family now have a feeling of tearing their faces, Zhang Yunyuan still has to admit that even at this time, Zhao Jingmeng's life is still expensive and terrible.

Zhang Qing ignored Zhao Dong, but asked Zhang Yunyuan, "The one who is missing?" ”

"The one in Kiyama."

Hearing this answer, Zhang Qing couldn't help but look at Zhao Jingmeng in his hand, and then shook his head helplessly, "I heard that he is more than two hundred years old, and he should be old and strong." ”

Then he looked at Zhao Dong, "You can get out, she can't die for the time being." ”

As he spoke, he grabbed Zhao Jingmeng and walked towards Linyuan City.

In the rear, Zhao Dong gritted his teeth and stood in place, but he still didn't dare to make a move and flew away into the distance.