Three days have passed, this sudden war has ended, and Da Yuetian appeared in place of the clansmen who were supposed to return, casting a layer of gloom over the entire Zhang family.

More than ten Heavenly Gate Realm escaped from the Tianhuo Mountain Range, and the remaining more than 100,000 Great Moon Heavenly Soldier Cultivators were all buried by the Zhang family.

In the mountain range full of gunpowder, many clansmen stood quietly outside the valley where the wind was most violent in the Tianhuo Mountain Range, and on the central road, a man dressed in a crimson mopping robe, holding a flame after a flower, walked into the valley.

In the depths of the valley, Zhang Qingmeng calmly placed the token in her hand on the body of a clansman, she had witnessed too many deaths, and now she was very calm with all this.

In a trance, with the wind whistling in the valley, the song spread all over the world.

"The soul is terrible, come to the world to see,

It's my blood relative, and I return to my former home.

The soul is terrible, life and death are not seen,

The soul returns, the soul returns."

Zhang Qingmeng's eyes were a little painful, because with her immortal fire burning these clansmen, her cultivation was climbing little by little.

The death of the clansman was exchanged for the improvement of her cultivation, and in this silent and solemn atmosphere, everything on her body seemed to represent that she could rejoice.

"The true meaning of Nirvana, is it to exchange the flesh and blood of my people for the opportunity to ascend to heaven?"

Zhang Qingmeng, who was a little sentimental, slowly closed her eyes, and she opened the eighth heavenly gate.

In memory of the 2,650 clansmen who died, the Zhang family only took one day, and it was only one day.

Because with the appearance of the Great Moon Heavenly Soldier Cultivator, the location of the Zhang family has been exposed, and the dozen or so Open Heaven Gates who escaped have reopened the empty gate to attract the monks of the Great Moon Heaven.

"We have nowhere to escape, right here, either he will destroy my Zhang family in the Great Moon Heaven, or let me wait to be reborn in the flames."

Zhang Baijian stared at the sky in the distance, the Zhang family had no way out, not only that there was no place for them to start all over again, but also that Zhang Shenling was still trapped in the depths of the void here, if they left, Zhang Shenling would definitely die.

Moreover, the clansmen in the family now, who have experienced the past few days, have experienced the past few days, and it is impossible for them to leave.

So, as the head of the family, Zhang Baijian issued such a will to die.

But again, when alone, his silence makes blood tremble.

He is the head of the Zhang family, so he has to tell the Zhang family that they will no longer escape and will be reborn in this desperate situation, in the same way, he is the head of the family, and the responsibility on his shoulders is the inheritance and continuation of the family bloodline.

The entire Zhang family, whether it is Zhang Qing and Zhang Shenling, the two Sendai powers, or Zhang Langwu, Zhang Quzhao and other backward clansmen, or those thousands of disciples of the Zhang family who are for their own cultivation and immortality, can not think about what the entire Zhang family should do.

But he can't, he is the head of the family, from the moment he became the head of the Zhang family, he has great power to allocate resources, and at the same time, he also bears the inheritance and maintenance of the entire Zhang family.

The sky fell on top of a high top, and the Sendai power of the family and the monks of the High Heaven Gate could bear the pressure, but only he had a hundred blades, and he had to carry the falling sky on his back and move forward step by step.

What he thinks about is never just overnight, it is the greatest recognition of a family master, which is why the vast majority of immortal cultivation families, as the head of the family, are never the most powerful individual.

He announced the Zhang family's decision, and similarly, he also needed to figure out why. ap.

Why did it not appear in the family that those clansmen, but Da Yuetian's military cultivators.

He needs to know the truth.

Summoning the existence of bloodlines in the blood, Zhang Baijian saw a vast world, and then suddenly landed, and Zhang Jing, who was sitting in a secret room, opened his eyes.

His gaze was calm, watching Zhang Baijian condense his form in front of him.

The two looked at each other, and in the silence, Zhang Baijian first let out a low roar that was suppressed to the extreme!

"Why!"

Hearing such a question, Zhang Jing's eyes showed bitterness, and then he became firm and arched his hand towards Zhang Baijian.

"The head of the house."

"I ask you why!" Zhang Baijian looked at Zhang Jing coldly, and the latter also took a deep breath and calmed down.

"I also want to ask the head of the family this question, but as for your question, I can tell you."

"Six hundred years ago, we were found by the Jiang family, and although the empty door method opened by Taishang is powerful, the foundation of the Divine Court is also unimaginable."

"In their hands, there is a mirror, forcing every member of the family to drop a drop of hard work in it, I think, in the past six hundred years, the head of the family has contacted me many times, right?"

"But, for the first time in six hundred years, this is the first time I've seen the head of my family appear in front of me."

"The Zhang Jing you met before is definitely not me, but the illusion created by the Divine Court with my painstaking efforts, and your methods have been recognized."

"That's my answer, I can't find you, and I can't get in touch with you, so ...... There's no way I can help you. ”

"Now, it's up to the head of the family to answer my question."

"Over the years, I have found out why you were so decisive back then, and I, like you, are hiding those secrets, but I want to ask the head of the family, what did you do to the people?!"

Zhang Jing asked Zhang Baijian loudly, how frightened he was when he first found that there was no mortal in the family, and even did not hesitate to personally execute a group of clansmen in charge of this matter.

Even when the Divine Court came to suppress them with the might of Sendai, it was not exposed, but such a secret still made Zhang Jing extremely panicked.

He was afraid and angry, what did the family do back then to cause such a terrible thing to happen.

However, in the face of Zhang Jing's inquiry, Zhang Baijian did not answer, he couldn't answer, this is a taboo that even let Zhang Qing seal it in person.

He looked at the clan brother in front of him who had left a long, long time ago, and asked:

"Are you going to come back?"

Faced with this, Zhang Jing was also silent, and after a long time, he raised his head and said.

"These days, I have already felt the disappearance of the aura of those Divine Court monks, and I think I went to you, but maybe they won't come again."

"If the Divine Court persecutes, I will take this clan to death, and the head of the family does not have to worry about the secret being exposed, but I suspect that maybe the Divine Court has already noticed it, you have to understand this."

Zhang Jing said with some determination, his rejection of Zhang Baidao is equivalent to that from now on, they will no longer have a large number of strong people in their family, and they will grow up in the cultivation world where they are located with a new Zhang family.

Who knows, Zhang Baijian didn't stop it, but just said softly, "Okay." ”