The ground was full of potholes and cracks, and there was an invisible smell of destruction.

The snow knife was still there, untouched.

He strode over, grabbed the snow drinking knife, reflected the moonlight, and looked at the knife.

The face of the knife is bright, and I can vaguely see the flashing black words on my forehead.

Like a black lotus, rooted in the center of his eyebrows, indescribably weird.

Zhang Yuan touched the black characters with his hand, and his face was cloudy.

Still hasn't gone away.

Now it's in trouble.

Anyway, I didn't expect this dream demon to blow himself up?

This is fundamentally different from any evil and evil god I have encountered in the past.

This is the same as some seen in the previous life, the villains can't beat each other, and they will choose to blow themselves up.

But that's the world of cultivation

What kind of world is this?

Zhang Yuan fell into deep thought.

"You have to find Longmen to ask. ”

The time of the curse is only one month, and there is not much time left for him. 、

Also, before the dream demon blew himself up, he said that he would come back to find him, is he not dead?

How is this possible?

"It can't be a clone of something. ”

With a scolding voice, he put away the snow drinking knife and swept towards the temple in front of him again.

The body quickly became smaller, and soon fell back from the state of the transformation of the iron cloth shirt, dressed in rags, with long hair scattered, and entered the ancient temple.

The people in the temple were still in a coma.

Zhang Yuan woke everyone up one by one.

When these people woke up, their faces changed and they were full of vigilance.

"Everyone, you finally woke up, in Xia Zhang Yuan, passing through here, I saw that you all fell into a coma, I don't know what trouble you encountered?"

Zhang Yuan said with a smile.

Zhang Yuan?

Everyone's faces changed slightly, and they looked at Zhang Yuan.

Zhu Ren and He Biao immediately clasped their fists and said solemnly: "It turned out to be Zhang Shaoxia, thank you Zhang Shaoxia for helping." ”

Everyone behind him also reacted and hurriedly clenched their fists.

"Don't dare to be. ”

Zhang Yuan returned the salute.

Zhu Ren said: "We were supposed to rest here, but we didn't know what happened at night, as if we had been hit by ecstasy, we fell into a nightmare, and then we lost consciousness. ”

He Biao, Zhou Fangcai, Wu Pei and others next to him also nodded: "We are like this too." ”

Fang Qing pondered and said, "That dream is extremely real, I seem to have seen a golden figure rushing through and shattering the gate, you see." ”

She pointed in the direction of the gate.

The already dilapidated gate shattered into countless pieces, and even the wall on one side collapsed.

Everyone was amazed.

Zhang Yuan smiled slightly and said, "Then it may really be someone who helped, but when I came down, I really didn't see anything, I don't know what to call a few people?"

"The little woman Iron Palm Gang Fang Qing, these two are the Iron Palm Gang Flying Eagle Hall, Flying Tiger Hall Master Zhu Ren and He Biao, and here are the incense masters Zhou Fangcai, Wu Pei, and Zheng Hai. ”

Fang Qing arched his hand.

"Fortunately. ”

Zhang Yuan gave up.

It's actually the Jiangdong Iron Palm Gang, no wonder there are so many good players.

The people he introduced just now are basically class masters, which is unimaginable in the Great Liang Kingdom.

"Guys, since you're fine, then I'll take my leave. ”

Zhang Yuan said.

"Zhang Shaoxia, don't you want to spend the night here?"

Zhu Ren wondered.

"No, there is still something important to do, and we need to hurry. ”

Zhang Yuan smiled.

"Okay, Zhang Shaoxia walks slowly. ”

Zhu Ren and others gave up.

Zhang Yuan clenched his fists again, hurriedly left here, and soon disappeared into the dark night in the distance.

Fang Qingxiu's eyebrows furrowed slightly, she fell into thought, and suddenly looked at Zhu Ren and said, "Uncle Zhu, I'm afraid the previous thing was not so simple?"

Zhu Ren nodded, and his tone was solemn: "I think we may have encountered an evil spirit."

He has been in the iron palm for many years, and he has dealt with many things with the gang leader, but he didn't expect to meet him alone after he came out this time.

Fortunately, they were rescued, otherwise they would have been in trouble.

"Evil. ”

Fang Qing, Zhou Fangcai, Wu Pei and others all had a chill behind their backs and broke out in a cold sweat.

Zhou Fangcai moved his neck, felt a little uncomfortable, and his whole body was cold.

"Miss, Hall Master Zhu, Hall Master He, why don't we leave here?"

Zhou Fangcai proposed.

Fang Qing nodded and said, "Okay." ”

Evil things, only the upper echelons of the Iron Palm Gang have dealt with it, Fang Qing has not really dealt with it due to his lack of strength, even if he is the daughter of the gang leader, so he is still a little apprehensive in his heart when he stays here.

It's fast all the way.

Zhang Yuan went to the Xiaofangshan Quarry.

He was going to go over and take a look again, maybe he could ask something from the evil god of Xiaofang Mountain.

However, by the time he arrived at Xiaofang Mountain, the surroundings of Xiao Fang Mountain were already full of people and horses.

All the masters of the Great River Gang appeared here.

There are more than 20 class masters alone.

Zhang Yuan's face changed.

actually alarmed the top management of the Dajiang Gang.

He looked far away and visualized Cihang's discerning eyes.

In the quarry, it was black and white, and there was a faint green air in the black and white.

The green gas stretched into the distance, drifting into the distance.

"That evil god escaped?"

Zhang Yuan's face was stunned.

The green air was faint and stretched far away, disappearing into the distant sky.

Does this clearly mean that he escaped?

It's not up to the Great River Gang?

was forced by the masters of the Dajiang Gang to abandon the scenery and give up the immortal body?

Zhang Yuan admired in his heart.

It is worthy of the thousand-year-old gang in Jiangdong!

It's really a master.

But in this way, the clue about the curse on him is broken.

"I can only turn to Longmen for help. ”

Zhang Yuan left here far away and ran towards the nearby town.

When he arrived in the town, he bought new clothes, changed them all, and then found a place to eat.

After filling his stomach, he inquired about Wang Ziling's news nearby.

However, after a circle, everyone around said that they had never seen Wang Ziling.

Zhang Yuan secretly wondered.

Wang Ziling was chasing the fake He Datong at the beginning, but the fake He Datong and the fake Wang Ziling both went to deal with him later, where would Wang Ziling be led by them?

One thing is for sure, Wang Ziling should definitely not be dead.

At the beginning, the fake Prince Ling said that he had a heavy treasure on his body, which was difficult to kill, and he needed to kill Zhang Yuan first, and then go with the fake He Datong to kill the real Prince Ling.

After Zhang Yuan figured this out, he also felt relieved.

As long as you're not dead.

"Maybe Brother Wang is also inquiring about me?"

Zhang Yuan hurried towards the nearest Jianghan City.

A few hours later.

He had already come to the Tianhan Hall in Jianghan City.

When he came to Tianhan Hall, his face was stunned.

Tianhan Hall, there is one more person.

Dressed in a gray robe, sitting on a chair in the distance, his face was a little pale, and he seemed to have lost a lot of blood.

This man seemed to expect him to come, and when he saw Zhang Yuan, he said, "You are finally here." ”

Zhang Yuan said in his heart.

Is this wind howling cold?

That damper master!

But how could he be here? He looked badly injured, no longer as sharp and oppressive as he had been when he first saw him.

In fact, Zhang Yuan has always admired Feng Xiaohan's forced style.

When I saw each other for the first time, I was very impressed, especially those eyes, which were as sharp as a knife.

"Wind Gate Master, why are you here?"

Zhang Yuan stepped forward and asked.

Feng Xiaohan suddenly showed a hint of discoloration and looked at Zhang Yuan.

To be precise, it was the black word that looked at the center of his eyebrows.

"How did you provoke this?"