After Zhang Fengsheng finished reading it, he smiled knowingly, slowly walked out of the Hidden Sun Town, and went to the Hidden Sun Forest for a stroll.

Walking in the forest, the town is getting farther and farther away.

As he walked, Zhang Fengsheng had already gone deep into the forest, and the number of monks he saw was increasing instead of decreasing, most of them were busy with their own things, as if they were looking for something.

"Stop!"

A Qi Sea Realm monk came to Zhang Fengsheng and said.

Zhang Fengsheng clenched his fists and wondered: "What's the matter?"

The monk hugged his fists and said: "This place is a hundred miles away from the Mitian Sect for the time being, and the little brother leaves quickly." ”

When Zhang Fengsheng heard this, he probably knew in his heart that when he was in the town, he heard that the Mitian Sect had used the power of the whole sect to search for the Yin-Yang Beast, and it seemed that the Mitian Sect had found the location of the Yin-Yang Beast.

Since this is the case, Zhang Fengsheng did not stop, said goodbye and turned to leave.

Zhang Fengsheng didn't plan to go to this troubled water, one was not strong enough, and the other he planned to try his luck at Baiyue Mountain, where Biyun Sea obtained the Yin Yang Stone.

Seeing that Zhang Fengsheng had left, several monks of the Mitian Sect met one after another, and one of the monks asked, "Senior Brother Wang, what's wrong with you?"

The monk known as Senior Brother Wang was the one who intercepted Zhang Fengsheng just now, and he asked.

Then he replied: "That kid was so strange just now, obviously he didn't have aura cultivation, I faintly felt that there was a powerful force in his body. ”

Seeing this, the monk said, "Senior Brother Wang may have had an illusion because he was too tired from chasing the Yin-Yang Beast this time. ”

The monk surnamed Wang shook his head and said secretly: "Maybe that's the case!"

This place is thousands of miles away from Baiyue Mountain, and it will not be possible to reach it for a while and a half, so Zhang Fengsheng is not in a hurry, and he will stop for a while when he sees any good scenery along the way, and then set off again after appreciating it.

In the mountain stream, the clear spring stone mountain gurgles, the green bamboo is different stones, and there are occasionally birds and beasts drinking the spring in the stream.

Zhang Fengsheng sat cross-legged on a stone, and his spiritual sense looked inward at the dantian, only to see that there was a wide spiritual river in the dantian, and there was a fire python coiled aside.

Among the fire pythons, there is a long stick, and the body of the stick is not ornamented.

And now under the warmth of the fire python day and night, the whole body shows two fiery red lines like snakes and pythons, like two snake pythons wrapped around long sticks.

Observing that there was no one around, Zhang Fengsheng took out the "Mingmu" stick from the dantian, and after the Mingmu stick was taken out of the dantian, it returned to its original appearance, looked at the ordinary green stick, and nodded with satisfaction.

Zhang Fengsheng, who was holding the stick, suddenly stopped the movement in his hand, looked around, and after a while, the birds and beasts of the mountain stream seemed to be frightened, and they retreated.

After a while, there was a "hissing" sound in the mountain forest, and there was a "swish" sound like something wriggling on the ground, touching weeds and gravel.

The voice soon came to the mountain stream, and he saw an ink-colored snake appear in front of Zhang Fengsheng's eyes, slowly crawl into the stream, stretch out a scarlet letter, and drink in the water.

Seeing this, Zhang Fengsheng looked at it with interest, put the stick on his chest, sat down slowly, and said secretly: "It turned out to be an ink-scaled snake, the book said: black as ink, scales like a knife, and eyes like citrine." ”

This ink-scaled snake looks thirty zhang long, and its body is like a bucket, it seems that it should have the strength of the early stage of Jindan, but it doesn't seem to have formed a demon pill yet. ”

After drinking the water, the ink-scaled snake turned its head, looked at Zhang Fengsheng with eyes as big as lanterns, and spit out the letter lightly, as if it had seen its favorite prey.

Zhang Fengsheng was numb when he saw it, stood up, secretly injected spiritual power into the Mingmu stick, hugged his fists and said: "This snake brother, you and I meet in this mountain stream, there is a way: meeting is fate, it is better to..."

Before Zhang Fengsheng could finish speaking, the huge body of the ink-scaled snake jumped up, opened its bloody mouth and rushed straight at Zhang Fengsheng.

The speed of the ink-scaled snake was too fast at the moment, Zhang Fengsheng was not in a hurry to dodge, so he had to round the big stick, and it was a stick to the snake's head.

Unexpectedly, this stick did not repel the ink scale snake, but just stopped it, but shocked Zhang Fengsheng away.

Zhang Fengsheng shook off his hand that was numb, and said secretly: "Good guy! This ink-scaled snake has just finished washing its hair, how can it have a slippery feeling, as if it has unloaded half of my strength." ”

After being hit in the head, the ink-scaled snake roared at Zhang Fengsheng with extreme anger, and its tail flung at Zhang Fengsheng at an extremely fast speed.

I saw that the rocks around the mountain stream were shattered, the mountains collapsed, the water was cut off, the flowers and plants were destroyed, and the trees were dead.

Under the pressure of the ink-scaled snake step by step, Zhang Fengsheng was beaten back again and again.

At this time, Zhang Fengsheng's clothes were in tatters, and the style of the ink-scaled snake was still the same.

The tail of the ink-scaled snake kept hitting Zhang Fengsheng, his eyes were full of disdain, Zhang Fengsheng struggled to defend, but he was still knocked away, and he could only stop after smashing dozens of big trees.

Zhang Fengsheng looked down at his clothes and said angrily: "You Wang Ba Snake, Lao Tzu's clothes are very expensive!"

After finishing speaking, he turned his heart horizontally, urged the fire python in his body, and injected the power of the fire python into the Mingmu stick, and the stick body showed two fiery red lines like a snake and a python.

The fire spiritual power and fire python in the body were urged by Zhang Fengsheng with all his strength, and the body and the Mingmu stick were instantly wrapped in flames that erupted.

Slowly gathered in the Mingmu stick, the Mingmu stick has become a veritable fire stick at this moment, and the weight has reached 3,000 catties.

When Zhang Fengsheng was cultivating in the Foggy Mountains, he had always had the habit of suppressing his own strength, one was because of his cultivation, and the other was because he was afraid that the movement caused during his cultivation would be too large, thus destroying the things on the mountain and not wanting to affect their cultivation.

And now it is really unleashing all the power from the suppression.

Feeling the power of the long-lost body again, Zhang Fengsheng shouted excitedly at the ink-scaled snake and said, "Little Black!"

"Come on!"

"If I don't smash your snake's head today, I won't call you uncle!"

The ink-scaled snake stepped forward cautiously, puzzled by Zhang Fengsheng, whose aura had become more powerful, and then became angry after hearing Zhang Fengsheng's shout.

Although he couldn't understand what Zhang Fengsheng was saying, he could feel that this little insect was disrespectful to him, and angrily flicked his tail and hit Zhang Fengsheng again.

Zhang Fengsheng waited for a long time, and saw that the ink-scaled snake had already attacked, so he immediately picked up the Mingmu stick with both hands and hit the tail directly, and the fire stick collided with the iron tail.

Then the sound of scales shattering and the smell of burnt meat was heard, and the tail was knocked away, and the body of the black-scaled snake let out a painful roar with the force of the tail.

Seeing this, Zhang Fengsheng secretly rejoiced: "The power of the fire python is really powerful, but the three-thousand-pound Mingmu stick can't fight for long with my current strength, and it must be resolved quickly." ”

The scales of the Ink Scale Snake's tail were shattered, and the inside of it was also scorched black, and the Ink Scale Snake looked at Zhang Fengsheng angrily again, its yellow eyes were already full of bloodshots.

Zhang Fengsheng didn't care so much, he took the Mingmu stick and struck straight at the head of the ink-scaled snake at a very fast speed, and the black-scaled snake's angry eyes turned into a sarcastic look.

Zhang Fengsheng suddenly felt a chill in his back, and wanted to change direction and escape from the snake's head, but his intuition told him that if he couldn't escape, he would die.

The ink-scaled snake quickly opened its mouth and spewed out a dark green liquid to hit Zhang Fengsheng.

Zhang Fengsheng, who knew that he was not in a hurry to escape at this time, said secretly: "Damn!"

Then anger rose from his heart, and evil became angry, and he shouted: "Fuck your uncle! Lao Tzu will open your eyes today." ”

I saw Zhang Fengsheng ignore the venom rushing in his face, raised his Mingmu stick and smashed it on the top of the head of the terrified ink-scaled snake with all his strength.

Between the lightning and the fire, the Mingmu stick hit the ink-scaled snake, and the venom was also sprinkled all over Zhang Fengsheng's body one after another.

The skull of the ink-scaled snake was shattered, the strength of Zhang Fengsheng's stick was too great, the snake's skull couldn't be eaten, so it kept going down, except for the flesh all over the body, the bones and internal organs of the black-scaled snake were all shattered.

Zhang Fengsheng was hit by the venom of the ink-scaled snake, lying on the ground panting, his whole body was weak and sore, he raised his arm with difficulty and wiped his face, and muttered: "What kind of broken venom is this? Why can't you die?"

Zhang Fengsheng, who was lying on the ground waiting for death, sat up, checked his body and found that although the venom would quickly integrate into his body as soon as he touched his skin, before it entered his body, the fire python rushed forward and devoured them one by one, and then transformed into pure aura and floated into the spiritual river.

Seeing this, Zhang Fengsheng was dumbfounded, his lips moved, and he couldn't say a word for a long time.

"I thought it was so bad that it made my little heart pound. Seeing that his body was fine, Zhang Fengsheng lay on the ground easily and said softly.

Although Zhang Fengsheng said so, he didn't think so, his previous intuition would not be wrong, from childhood to adulthood, this intuition allowed him to avoid many small disasters.

If it weren't for the fire python in his body to help, Zhang Fengsheng might have died at this moment.

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