As the two deepened, Zhang Miao couldn't help but feel strange, and said suspiciously:

"Lingyan girl, have you noticed that this area is too quiet?"

"That's true!" Zhou Lingyan frowned, nodded and said.

Although the place is lush and full of life, a closer look always feels that something is missing, that is, there is no sound at all.

In the huge jungle, there are no birds or beasts, and there is not even a trace of insect and ant activity, and it is so quiet that it is almost dead silent.

"There is only one situation that can cause this phenomenon!" Zhang Miao frowned and said coldly.

"What?" Zhou Lingyan looked at Zhang Miao anxiously, his expression a little unnatural.

"There must be a peerless demon near Fang Yuan, this area should be within its territory!" Zhang Miao slowly looked around and said word by word.

This is not because Zhang Miao's perception is keen, nor because he is smart, but because Zhang Miao found that the silver horn in the "sleeve" suddenly woke up and was extremely irritable.

Zhang Miao, who had not seen much of the animal world in her previous life, thought of this in an instant.

"What should I do then?" Zhou Lingyan pulled Zhang Miao's sleeve with a panicked expression.

Patting Zhou Lingyan on the shoulder, Zhang Miao said calmly:

"We don't know the level of strength of that big demon at all, it's not beautiful to rush into a conflict with it, let's leave this area before it notices us. ”

"Hmm!"

Zhou Lingyan hummed obediently, and hurriedly followed Zhang Miao to move quickly in one direction.

The two of them were vigilant, and after walking for seven or eight miles, they came to a valley mouth over a small hill, and the towering ancient trees all over the mountains had disappeared, and all around were bare, which formed a sharp contrast with the dense forest behind them.

The topographical changes of this Yin Mountain are indeed elusive.

Due to the lack of shade from the trees, Zhang Miao's eyes suddenly brightened, because both sides were blocked by cliffs and valleys, the light between heaven and earth was dim, a drowsiness, and everywhere was desolate.

Zhang Miao's heart was condensed.

Pulling Zhou Lingyan and walking forward slowly.

I saw a big stone at the mouth of the valley, and there was a figure sitting there with a knife in his arms on the big stone.

Zhou Lingyan was suddenly shocked, and directly took out a spear, Zhang Miao hurriedly stopped Zhou Lingyan, shook his head at her, and signaled Zhou Lingyan not to act rashly.

Then, Zhang Miao took advantage of the dim light that came out of the canyon to look at the man.

I saw that the man was strong and strong, although he was dressed in sackcloth, but through the clothes, he could still see bulging muscles, and he was holding a knife in his arms, only the black hilt of the knife was exposed.

"This man is so strong!"

Zhang Miao exclaimed, this kind of figure Zhang Miao had only seen on the film and television screens in his previous life, and he was the same as those muscular men in bodybuilding competitions.

Seeing that the man still did not move, as if he were asleep, he tentatively took a few more steps forward.

Suddenly, the figure opened his eyes violently, and a pair of red eyes bloomed with a real evil aura, and made a hoarse sound, sounding as if he hadn't drunk water for a long time, and his throat was dry.

"One step forward, die!"

Zhang Miao was taken aback, instinctively stopped, raised her eyebrows and said:

"This... What do you call Brother Ren?"

"Crazy Knife. ”

Seeing Zhang Miao stop, the figure raised his eyes and glanced at Zhang Miao, slowly closed his eyes and continued to meditate:

"This road is not passable, please go back the way you came!"

Zhang Miao couldn't help but say angrily: "You drove this road?"

The figure staggered to his feet, shook off the dead leaves and mud and sand, relaxed his waist, glanced at Zhang Miao, and said lazily:

"It's not impossible to cross this road, you have two choices now, either go back the way you came, or stick your head out and let me slash it, and if you don't die, I'll let you pass. ”

Zhang Miao laughed angrily, I have never seen such a crazy person since I grew so big, the name is crazy, and the person is even more crazy!

Just as she was about to step forward, she was pulled by Zhou Lingyan on the side, and Zhang Miao looked at her suspiciously.

"That person is a mad sword, the four unique imperial capitals on the same level as sword idiots, Xuan monks, and Dan kings, and his strength is terrifying, don't be impulsive!" Zhou Lingyan looked solemn, pulling Zhang Miao's robe and said hurriedly.

Hearing Zhou Lingyan say this, Zhang Miao also calmed down and looked at the madman carefully.

Is it so bullish? Is it possible that the imperial capital is a great power in the tribulation period?

"The system scans him for me!"

【System Scanning...】

[Name: Zhang Yu is nicknamed Crazy Knife]

[Cultivation: The peak of the merger period]

[Race: Terran]

[Magic Weapon: Heavenly Rank Magic Weapon North Drinking Crazy Knife]

Grass, pretend to be a fart!

It's been a long time, but it's just a combined period, and it's like you're a great power in the catastrophe period, and you can really pretend!

Zhang Miao sneered, shook off Zhou Lingyan's hand, and stepped forward violently, and suddenly a gust of wind swept out, and the blue arc instantly covered his body.

"Crazy knife bloodthirsty, sword idiot single-minded, Danwang is righteous, Xuan monk is invincible, although these four people are all monks in the integration period, they have all crossed the level to challenge the masters of the transitional calamity period, and they are also known as the four myths of the younger generation of Da Chen, you don't have to be impulsive!" Zhou Lingyan couldn't help but be anxious when he saw Zhang Miao's fighting spirit.

"Grass! Lao Tzu is a myth!"

To be honest, Zhang Miao was not very angry, but when Zhou Lingyan said this, it was as if he had eaten explosives in an instant.

"You're not crazy about the knife, come on, come on, I'll see how crazy you can be!" Zhang Miao glared at the crazy knife and sneered.

"Jingle bell!"

The mad knife on the boulder flashed, stretched out his red tongue and licked it on his dry lips, feeling the crisp chirp of the long knife in his master's arms.

"Hehe, don't worry, baby, I'll let you drink enough later!" Crazy Knife slowly stroked the long black knife, his eyes as if he was looking at his lover.

At this moment, Zhang Miao drank in a deep voice, the meridians in his body were tense, and the vigorous aura was instantly stirred, and the Dao arc on his body was like a swimming dragon, and when he came to his back, he turned into an entity.

The blue thunder dragon mane fluttered, poked its head out from Zhang Miao's back, and roared at the mad knife.

"Ang~"

The majestic roar of the dragon echoed in the valley, and the sand and gravel on the cliffs on both sides fell to the ground.

The mad knife was impacted by Zhang Miao's vigorous aura, and he couldn't help but let go of his roar, and the majestic vitality in his body formed a gang wind and rushed out of the surface of his body, and the sackcloth on his body was fluttering from the impact.

The linen clothes on his body were suddenly torn, revealing his bronzed skin, muscles bulging, and several large tendons like dragons entrenched between the muscles.

The aura of the mad knife burst out, and the body was raised a few feet in an instant, the arms and legs became thicker, the eyes were blood-red, and the black hair was scattered and fluttering.