Since the family's clan land moved to Tianhuo Island, ordinary clansmen no longer need to worry about aura in their daily practice.

Under the control of the Zhang family, the Silence Destruction Origin has gradually expanded to a territory spanning 300,000 miles, and the Zhang family, which stands on the rare spiritual veins, even if the spirit gathering formation is not arranged, the concentration of heaven and earth spiritual energy is far greater than that of other islands in Fangcun Prefecture.

However, in recent times, the family advocate has gradually sent out the disciples in the clan land, so that the number of clansmen in the clan land does not exceed a thousand.

In the center of the Plains of Silence, on the plateau, stands a three-zhang altar.

The plateau is unsheltered, and the sea breeze blows from the distant ocean into a violent wind, making the tough plateau grass appear one-sided.

Brocade hunting, rattling in the wind of this plateau, Zhang Baijian walked alone on the plateau, and finally stopped in front of the altar.

Slowly stepping onto the high platform, he held a red golden wine vessel in his hand, in which the bright red blood was clearly dripping.

Coming to the altar, the originally empty altar suddenly calmed down the wind for several miles, and then a blood-red pool gradually emerged.

In the calm blood pool, containing unimaginable fierce red flames, Zhang Baijian tilted the wine vessel in his hand and poured the blood taken out of the heart of every newborn in the family into the blood pool in the cup over the past few years.

Ripples rippled on the surface of the pool of blood, and the ripples reverberated incessantly, until a quarter of an hour later, as if accepting the arrival of the fresh blood, and vaguely, the shadow of a flame could be seen shining.

The pool of blood disappeared, and Zhang Baijian sat cross-legged on the altar, with blood-red flames on his body like a long snake climbing and wrapping around his body.

In his heart, a powerful heartbeat sounded out, and its intensity and frequency were completely beyond the limits that humans could bear, even if they were physical demons, they might not be able to shake their qi and blood like this.

But for this, Zhang Baijian didn't care at all.

He knows that he has no heart.

In their group of people, the elders have basically died, so few people know that Zhang Baijian actually died in an accident on the day he was born.

Immediately afterwards, there are uncles, aunts, and so on who are close to his family.

He, like Zhang Qing, was brought to Chihu by the elders of Chihu from among the mortal clans to practice.

Therefore, not many people know that the moment Zhang Baijian was born, he already had no relatives.

The elders of the family found him in a corpse, and in addition to being frightened, they found that the baby had no heart, which almost made the clansmen at that time regard him as a demon.

Because they don't know how a newborn baby survived those days.

So, less than ten days after he was born, Zhang Baijian had already walked outside the Ghost Gate, if it weren't for Zhang Shenling, he wouldn't have been qualified to practice at all.

How did he survive? As a baby?

No one in the Zhang family knows, and Zhang Shenling doesn't know either, but Zhang Baijian himself understands it very well.

Sitting cross-legged, he listened to the sound of his heartbeat echoing in the void, and faintly, a large amount of spiritual matter was converging towards him.

He was born to devour the heavens and the earth, and his parents seemed to be just taking on a task to send him.

"After many hardships, the family has finally been able to come to this point."

Zhang Baijian spoke, his powerful heartbeat made his eyes seem to see through the nothingness in front of him, and across the endless space, he saw scenes in the distance.

……

The Great Wilderness of Tanglin.

On Wuyi Mountain, many members of the Zhang family who have been practicing here for many years unconsciously look up at the sky, as if they can see something watching them.

"Daddy, is there anything in the sky?" A three-year-old boy stretched out his fleshy hands and rubbed his eyes, staring at the sky wide.

The sun is rarely seen in the dim sky, and it is difficult for a child's eyes to see above the clouds.

"Nothing."

The middle-aged man next to him smiled and touched the child's head, staring at the sky with a deep look.

At the top of the mountain, Zhang Jingyao and Zhang Bixiao also looked up everywhere, and they felt it more clearly than others, because it was looking at them.

"I just said that the head of the family has a way to contact us."

"From the Divine Court to the Great Wilderness, this distance ...... Is it some kind of ritual weapon? ”

"I don't know."

The two people who converged glanced at each other, and then Zhang Bixiao's palm slapped his chest violently, and the huge force shook the internal organs, and the blood penetrated the skin and floated in the void in front of him.

In front of the eyes of the two of them, dozens of drops of hard work converged and turned into a blood-colored curtain.

Looking at the handwriting on it, Zhang Bixiao and the two were speechless.

"It will take at least three months for me to recover from this injury, and the result is to make this kid sure that we are still alive."

After a long time, the sense of gaze that was three feet above his head disappeared, and Zhang Baijian, who was in the Silent Annihilation Plain in Fangcun Prefecture, felt the heartbeat in his ears getting faster and faster.

"The people of the Great Wilderness are fine, but at most two hundred years, the resources brought will be exhausted, and if you find a way to open up, death and injury will be inevitable."

"Since the two clan brothers have already started this matter, they don't have to worry about it."

"Xuanye, did you kill all the way from the immortal ruins to the great wilderness, but I have never heard of it."

After recovering for a moment, Zhang Baijian looked at the void again, and this time, what appeared in front of him was a blood-colored world.

There are thunder and fire falling in the sky, waves rolling in the rivers, and terrifying sounds always coming from the depths of the majestic mountains.

At the same time, the city on the earth was shattered, and countless desperate mortals walked among the ruins, as if searching for their relatives, and there were also mountains and wilderness, and a large number of mortals strayed into the land of poisonous mist, and within a moment, most of them turned into thick water, and when the fog dissipated, only one hundred and ten people escaped in a hurry, but they also stayed at the root of the disease.

There are mighty men who laugh wildly in the middle of the blood-colored ocean, there are monks who despise all mortals around them, and there are tyrannical kings who play with their people at any cost.

Zhang Baijian also saw Zhang Yunzhi, and beside the latter, the murderous young man Zhang Ke was no longer young, and looked up at the top of his head with some surprise.

Zhang Baijian didn't speak, and the instinct in his blood let the other side know what to do.

He waited for a while, and saw that Zhang Yunzhi had found ten Zhuji people, and finally took out a hundred drops of blood from the chests of ten people and turned them into a blood curtain.

This scene made Zhang Baijian frown slightly, the cultivation of the Yun Zhi clan brother was not weak, and Zhang Ke's kid cultivation didn't know what opportunity he got to Jinlian Liukai.

With such strength, they didn't even dare to show their weakness for three months, where are they?

If so, then the horrific images he saw were probably not overnight, but ...... Sparse ordinary?

Sure enough, the message left by Zhang Yunzhi was shocking, a disorderly land occupied by the evil cultivation sect and the demon cultivation family.

Natural disasters have cut off regional communication, and the vast world is said to be home to no less than one human being.

The number of one yuan, taken from the scale of the epoch of time, is 129.6 billion.

This is only what Zhang Yunzhi and others can access.

"It is difficult for the immortal method to work here, the aura of heaven and earth is full of tyrannical turbidity, and we must rely on certain magic weapons and spend dozens of times more time to remove the turbidity impurities."

"If you practice the immortal method, these clansmen will die sooner or later, and I can only let them practice the demon cultivation inheritance."

Zhang Baidao's gaze fell on the ten clansmen he had never seen, and sure enough, there was a black qi entanglement between his eyebrows.

Thinking of this, Zhang Baijian took a deep breath, he didn't care so much about cultivating the immortal method or the demon cultivation inheritance, and believed that the Yunzhi clan brother and others could also regulate these clansmen who had never seen the sun.

Stretching out his hand towards the void, Zhang Baijian passed on the inheritance of the various demon cultivators that the family had captured over the past few hundred years.

Whether it is the three thousand five hundred states or the Divine Court, there are evil cultivators and demon cultivators, but here it is not like on Zhang Yunzhi's side, one by one, they are unscrupulous.

Subsequently, Zhang Baijian began to pay attention to the location of other clansmen, compared to the clans led by Zhang Bixiao and Zhang Yunzhi and other clan brothers, the places of many other clan elders were much more peaceful.

The clan elders are also old, and they don't have the heart to fight, and their cultivation has improved over the years, but their strength is probably lower than when they were in Fangcun Prefecture.

Fortunately, in just a few hundred years, even if it has been difficult, it can still be supported, and with some inheritance of Zhang Baijian, it can also alleviate some time.

The Zhang family's bloodline is not ordinary, and such heels, as long as they can survive, it is enough to make those clansmen who left rise little by little.

Ten generations of stupidity for one generation, and a hundred generations for ten generations of stupidity.

In the end, Zhang Baidao's gaze fell on the remaining two senses.

At this moment, even he was a little puzzled, who was that?

He arranged for the distant clansmen, he knew best, now the Shenling Taishang is in the clan, the Yuanyi ancestor is also in Chilang Gorge, and the Yuxian clan uncle is in the west of the Shenting, where Tianzhu Mountain is located.

Only Zhang Qing, I don't know where I went when I left, so what about the left?

He tried to look at the power of the bloodline, but he could only see the endless darkness, and at a certain moment, an angry roar came, directly shattering Zhang Baidao's divine soul.

Bang!

The body smashed against the altar, the blood-colored flames on his body burning violently, and the majestic god stood high in the air, letting out a silent roar into the depths of nothingness.

I don't know how long it took, Zhang Baijian woke up faintly, his face pale.

Abandoning the location of the one, he forced his way to the last one.

Zhang Qing, who was far away on the Great Wall and watched the endless demons rushing out of the demon mist outside, suddenly raised his head.

"Well, that's a coincidence."

Compared with others, Zhang Qingke was much more rude, pressing his fingertips on his chest, and the next moment a river of blood surrounded him.

"Say, you won't, pay such a big price just to look at me."

Zhang Qing opened his mouth and said, although he didn't know what Zhang Baijian used, but it was absolutely impossible to cross such a distance that even he couldn't imagine.