In the inn, a guest room at the end of the second floor, the house is not big, only about 20 square meters at the end, a bed, a table, two chairs, simple, through the window opposite the chair, the street of Taiwu Town can be seen very clearly, and under the window is the blacksmith shop of the king.

A skinny, deep-framed man was sitting on a bench with a gloomy face.

"Idiot, I don't have any brains at all, when can I have half of your senior brother, do you think this is the country of Iwako?" It was the black-robed man who had just entered the Yueke Building, but he had already taken off the hat on his head and scolded at the grim young man.

And the gloomy young man knelt on the ground, his head bowed, and a trace of resentment flashed on his face when he heard the words of the senior brother.

The two of them were the ghost elder and Zhu Feng of the Soul Refining Sect who had spent more than a month coming from the country of Iwa, and this ghost elder was scolding Zhu Feng for what he had just done without permission.

The Soul Refining Sect is an evil sect in the cultivation realm, killing people and setting fires, and doing a lot of things to drain the soul, and it is a role that everyone shouts and beats in the cultivation realm, Taiwu Town is close to the beast forest, in case a high-level monk passes by... That's why this ghost old man is so angry, as for Zhu Feng was originally a big disciple of the ghost old man, his talent is not weak, and he has cultivated to the realm of the 8th layer of qi refining, but compared to Wang Feng, the senior brother of the earth spirit root, it is naturally 108,000 miles behind, when there was no Wang Feng before, he was the big disciple of the ghost old man, and he lived a very comfortable life, but since Wang Feng came, his status has plummeted, he is very jealous of Wang Feng, and there has been no progress in his cultivation over the years, this jealousy has become resentment.

But at this moment, the ghost old man saw Zhang Guangzheng standing in the blacksmith shop, and a trace of surprise appeared on his face...

"Go, find out the details of that man. The old ghost's voice came, "Through the shopkeeper, don't come forward." It seemed that he was not at ease, and he explained again.

Zhu Feng glanced at Zhang Guang's back, turned around and walked downstairs, and threw out a piece of silver towards the shopkeeper Zhang, with a cruel look on his face.

"Find out the details of the two men in front of the blacksmith's shop, and the money is yours. Zhu Feng had a warm smile on his face and said to the shopkeeper.

"Really, okay, okay, it's got me. The shopkeeper's teeth were gritted on the silver, his eyes were almost narrowed into a line of joy, and his mouth replied.

In the middle of the night, the village was shrouded in darkness, and only a few houses still had candles.

In the side hall, Hu Jian was sitting on the side of the boat, holding three bamboo tubes that were only the length of his index finger, and there were several scratches carved on the bamboo tubes for marking, which were the beast blood pills that Zhang Guang had collected in recent days, and the three scratches were engraved with the beast blood pills of the iron-armed fierce ape, these beast pills had no effect on him, but he also silently took the beast pills, and he was very reluctant.

"You also take this stick, and drop a drop of blood on the stick every half month. Zhang Guang looked at Hu Jian and said softly.

Hu Jian took a stick handed over by Zhang Guang, this stick was pitch black, about one and a half meters long, and the surface was still a little convex, not at all inconspicuous, but I didn't expect it to be so heavy, it looked like a hundred catties.

"Blood?" Hu Jian's face showed a look of confusion.

"Well, you just do it. Zhang Guang's mood was a little complicated, and he didn't explain, and said directly to Hu Jian.

Hu Jian nodded, and took out a cigarette pouch of nearly half a meter from his back, the cigarette barrel of this cigarette pouch was pitch black, and there were some patterns carved on it, which looked exquisite and abnormal.

"Grandpa Zhang, this pipe is for you, and the athlete will come back to see you every six months in the future. Hu Jian said softly with a thick reluctance on his face.

"Yo, do you have a heart, okay, early tomorrow morning, I will send you to Taiwu Town, you find a caravan there, follow you to Citygate together, and you will pay attention to your safety in the future." Zhang Guang smiled and patted Hu Jian on the shoulder.

At this moment, Zhang Guang's face changed, and he seemed to hear a faint breathing sound outside the door, and a trace of gloom flashed in his eyes.

Hu Jian only felt a blur in front of him, Zhang Guang crossed the door, jumped on the roof in a flash, and looked around.

After a while, Zhang Guang shook his head and jumped down...

"What's wrong, Grandpa Zhang?"

"It's okay...."

The next morning, the sun still had an hour to rise, and there was a faint mist wafting in the green village, and the scene a few meters away was completely unreal, foggy.

Hu Jian and Zhang Guang had already left the village, and the two of them were walking in the direction of Taiwu Town on the mountain path.

Hu Jian walked on the road, there was a trace of doubt in his heart, the mountains were silent, not like the sound of insects and birds in the past.

"There are three kinds of poisons, one is... Yi Rong needs to control his facial muscles, plus some..."Zhang Guang held the pipe that Hu Jian gave him in his mouth, and he was tirelessly reviewing the precautions for Hu Jian outside.

Hu Jian listened to these contents that he was already familiar with, and did not interject, his head was still tapped from time to time, and Xiaobai, who was lying on his shoulder, seemed to be very bored, and was looking ahead angrily.

The two of them walked forward for another kilometer at the end of the day, and a trace of doubt flashed on the little white face on Hu Jian's shoulder, and then a trace of extremely faint golden light flashed in his eyes, and his hair suddenly exploded, and he grinned at the fog in front of him.

"Could it be that there are some demon beasts over there in the mist, how did they cause Xiaobai to react like this?" A trace of doubt flashed in Hu Jian's eyes, and his brows furrowed slightly

Zhang Guang's face changed when he saw this, his eyes were closed, motionless, as if sensing something.

"Come out. Zhang Guang's face changed suddenly, his squinted eyes flashed a hint of fierceness, and he shouted loudly.

"Damn, a golden-eyed monkey, wasted my Nine Ghost Formation. A shadow came out of the thick fog, and his voice was unusually cold.

"Tsk, this is this Wutong Ironwood, you are really willing to rebuild this Ironwood to a doll whose hair has not grown. The ghost elder's bulging eyes stared at the iron rod on Hu Jian's back, and a hint of greed flashed in his eyes.

Hu Jian looked at the face of the ghost elder, his heart felt a chill, his back was a little cold, the coercion on the ghost elder's body was almost like an iceberg, and Hu Jian's legs trembled uncontrollably under the cold coercion of the ghost elder.

Zhang Guang snorted coldly, pulled Hu Jian's hand, and his fingers slid on Hu Jian's palm. Hu Jian only felt a warm aura surrounding him, and the cold sense of oppression disappeared, his eyes looked at Zhang Guang, and his hand touched the black iron rod on his back, wanting to pull out the iron rod, but he didn't know whether to prepare for battle or hand over the iron rod to Zhang Guang.

"What's the matter, it's time for the fake pill stage, and you think you're done?" Zhang Guang's hand was placed on Hu Jian's back, two fingers moved slightly on Hu Jian's back, and his eyes looked at the ghost old man fiercely, the aura erupted out, colliding with the ghost elder's coercion, and the mist in the middle rolled violently.

At this time, Hu Jian turned his head and jumped into the woods under the cliff, his body was extremely fast, and he ran out of a distance of more than ten meters in a blink of an eye.

When the ghost elder saw Hu Jian running away, his raised eyes were round like a ghost, his hand pinched, his lips moved slightly, and a one-meter-long arrow shadow emerged, shooting towards Hu Jian's figure.

The body of the arrow was surrounded by a yin wind, but before it could be released two meters, a huge blood-colored fist hit the body of the arrow, and the shadow of the arrow was scattered.

"Is that kid important to you? But, hehe, he can't escape today, Feng'er, go and bring that kid's head and give it to your Uncle Zhang. The ghost old man looked at Zhang Guangzheng and withdrew his fist, a trace of hideous color flashed on his face, and he shouted in his mouth.

"Yes, the apprentice will definitely bring that kid's head and give it to this Uncle Zhang. Zhu Feng had an evil smile on his face, looking like a madman.

As he spoke, Zhu Feng pinched the trick in his hand, silently recited the Divine Movement Technique in his mouth, a gray light appeared on his legs, and he chased it in the direction of Hu Jian, and the fog left a human-shaped passage under his passage, and the surrounding fog had no time to replenish it, and the figure was extremely fast, at least twice as fast as Hu Jian.

"You dare!" Zhang Guang saw this, his face changed greatly, and he rushed towards Zhu Feng's figure with a quick step, his face furious and anxious.

"When I don't exist?!" the ghost old man patted a gray cloth bag on his waist, and as soon as the black line on the mouth of the bag loosened, a strong black gas rushed out.

As soon as Zhang Guang stepped ten meters away, a huge black fist came out of the fog in front of him, accompanied by bursts of wild yin wind, and hit Zhang Guang's head.

With a "bang", Zhang Guang took 3 steps back, and the arm that came into contact with the black fist only felt cold, and his face was extremely ugly.

"Hahaha, don't be in a hurry, I haven't seen you for many years, we reminisce about the past, I don't know when you crossed the stage to use the dark energy, the muscles and rubber bands were broken, I'll see how you recovered. Hahaha. A grim laugh came out of the ghost elder's mouth, and when he saw Zhang Guang's face, he was very proud in his heart.

And at this time, the fog rolled for a while, and three huge figures came out of the thick fog, and they were three ghost king-level ghost creatures with young fangs, each of which was not inferior to the strength of the Martial Saint.

When Zhang Guang saw this, he was about to pull out the cigarette pouch on his waist, but what he touched was the big pipe given to him by Hu Jian, a hint of softness appeared in his eyes, and then he slammed it, and with a roar, a white demon soul phantom appeared behind him...