Chapter 589: Gang Leader Xiao (6,000 Words)
The five top young powerhouses stood tall in the sky, their eyes were cold, their breath was surging, and everyone was like a peerless god of war, and their momentum was terrifying.
Deep underground not far from them, Zhang Yuan's eyes flashed, and he could hear their conversation clearly.
He quietly burrowed out of the earth layer, revealing a pair of eyes, and looked towards the five top young powerhouses.
After standing quietly for a moment, the five supreme young powerhouses suddenly turned into five streamers and flew in different directions.
Zhang Yuan instantly stared at Zhao Menglong's direction, drilled into the soil layer, slashed his claws, and began to follow quickly.
These five people would never have imagined that he would go and return.
Zhao Menglong's cultivation place is a continuous mountain range, which looks purple and purple on the outside, surrounded by colorful glow, but inside it is full of demonic energy, surging black mist, and it is gloomy everywhere.
It's a terrifying place where the sacred and the gloomy coexist.
In the demonic aura, there are still shadows of unjust ghosts, fangs and claws, and silent wails.
As Zhao Menglong rushed over, those demonic qi immediately dispersed, and all the unjust ghosts also disappeared and disappeared.
Brush!
Zhao Menglong entered the depths of the demonic qi, and the heavy demonic qi once again covered the mountain range, and the ghosts and ghosts resurfaced again.
Zhang Yuan drilled all the way to the foot of this mountain range, popped his head, looked towards the area shrouded in demonic energy, sneered, drilled into the ground again, and quickly leaned over along the ground.
All the way through the demonic area, he soon came to the depths of the mountain range.
But he did not immediately rise to the top, but with a sense of caution in his heart, he tilted his ears and listened upwards.
Above the entire surface, there was a dead silence, not a single sound.
I can't even feel the slightest fluctuation in my life.
He was a little wary in his heart.
Zhao Menglong's methods are obviously different from others.
This is a very demonic young man, he has never seen this person make a move, but he is sure that this person is not simple.
After listening for a while, Zhang Yuan began to act, gently digging the soil, and gradually came to the top of the soil layer, and a pair of dark eyes looked cautiously in all directions.
There was an aura of death everywhere around, a black oppressive patch, shrouded in ominousness.
In front of him, there was a continuous palace, and the whole palace looked gloomy and black.
In front of the palace, several black soul shadows were wandering quietly, and their breath was ethereal and hazy, as if illusory.
Brush!
As soon as Zhang Yuan raised his head, several black soul shadows looked at him at the same time, and then his body flashed, appearing in front of him, holding a black soul rod, and directly hitting his body.
Zhang Yuan instantly shrank into the soil layer.
With a bang, several dementor rods were empty on the spot.
Even so, Zhang Yuan felt a burst of unspeakable soul palpitations, and couldn't help frowning.
Uncanny!
The attack of the ghost path system is really weird.
When those black sticks hit, it made him feel like his soul had been ripped out.
He retreated into the ground and continued to listen.
Still no sound.
As soon as Zhao Menglong entered this place, it was as if he had disappeared.
His heart moved, and he slashed his claws towards the hall guarded by the black soul shadows.
Without a sound, he came to the bottom of the main hall, tilted his ears, and continued to listen.
Soon, Zhang Yuan showed doubts again.
As from the outside, there was no movement.
What the hell is this place?
What about Zhao Menglong?
Zhang Yuan carefully shaved his claws, emerged from the ground, and appeared in the main hall.
The eerie hall is surrounded by ghostly fires and a faint blue light.
The ghost fires seemed to have consciousness, wandering around the main hall, and suddenly they found Zhang Yuan, and dozens of blue ghost fires all floated over at once, surrounding him.
Zhang Yuan showed a puzzled look, looking at these blue and faint things, and suddenly glanced out of the corner of his eye, and in the corner of the main hall, he noticed a scarlet blood coffin, filled with bursts of scarlet and strange aura.
He was taken aback.
What is it?
Just as he wanted to approach the coffin, dozens of blue ghost fires suddenly pounced on him, each with a soul-dementoring aura that seemed to burn into a person's soul.
Zhang Yuan's face changed, and he subconsciously shrank into the ground again.
Poof!
But two blue ghost fires followed at once, burrowed into the ground, and continued to pounce on his body.
Zhang Yuan raised his two claws, and a layer of mysterious and unpredictable power emerged, instantly facing the two blue ghost fires.
Airplanes!
As if suddenly imprisoned, the two blue ghostly fires stopped in front of his two claws, then quickly dissolved, dimmed, and merged into his body.
Zhang Yuandian breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, the Great Compassion can work.
He thought about it for a moment, and then he turned into a blue ghostly fire that floated out of the ground.
The other ghost fires didn't leave, still surrounding the hole that had been hit before him.
After seeing him come out, a group of ghost fires showed puzzled expressions, and continued to look towards the entrance of the cave, as if they couldn't figure out where the other one had gone.
While they were looking around the entrance of the cave, Zhang Yuan flew lightly towards the blood coffin in the hall.
The entire blood coffin was tightly sealed, shrouded in blood light, and countless runes were engraved on the surface, which added a bit of mystery.
Zhang Yuan manifested a palm, clasped the lid of the blood coffin, and began to slowly push it.
There was a low roar, and the rest of the ghostfire screamed, and they all pounced.
Zhang Yuan was startled, immediately stopped, and the palm disappeared.
A group of ghostly fires flew around the blood coffin, each trembling, as if they had encountered some great fear.
Zhang Yuan's eyes flashed, and he looked inside along the crack in the coffin.
Inside the coffin, a piece of blood was swirling, mysterious, as if it contained a sea of blood, and a figure could be seen lying in it vaguely.
The figure remained motionless, his face pale, only his two eyes open, glittering with a gruesome light, looking out.
Zhao Menglong!
Zhang Yuan's eyes flashed, and he immediately made a decision, his body manifested, and he ran the Fantian Seal, waving it, and a terrifying aura erupted, and the entire ancient hall was collapsed on the spot.
The group of blue ghost fires screamed and immediately rushed towards Zhang Yuan, but Zhang Yuan didn't care about it at all, and the black pressed Fantian Seal carried an incomparably terrifying force and slapped it fiercely.
It was as if a layer of black sky had fallen.
Bang!
The sky is shattering, and the space is shattered.
The blue ghost flames that pounced on them were all shattered and turned into a chaotic flow of energy, and the rest of those who didn't pounce were all swept out by the terrifying ripples.
Fantianyin smashed these blue ghost fires and smashed them on the blood-colored coffin, and the entire scarlet and dazzling blood-colored coffin was beaten to pieces on the spot, and with a bang, it exploded.
Zhao Menglong inside didn't snort, he was smashed into the ground, half of his body instantly turned into flesh, and the other half was also directly smashed into flesh and blood.
His whole figure seemed to be embedded in the ground, spitting blood, his face was pale, his facial features were deeply distorted together, and his eyes contained deep grievance and unwillingness.
"Roar..."
Zhao Menglong roared angrily, and the terrifying evil aura surged on his body.
But his body was destroyed, and he couldn't move at the moment.
Pieces of evil qi rushed out, surging on the surface of his body.
Zhang Yuan's eyes flashed, and he waved the Fantian Seal, and smashed it towards Zhao Menglong's body again.
With a bang, this time it was even more ruthless, and all the parts below the opponent's neck were beaten into a blood mist, leaving only one head, his face was aggrieved, and he still roared angrily.
Zhang Yuan finally stopped, revealing a look of curiosity.
"Stop howling. ”
He opened his mouth and wondered: "What are you hiding in the coffin for? Why didn't you resist just now? With your strength, if you want to resist, even if it is me, it is impossible to defeat you easily, what is the matter with you?"
Burst!
Zhao Menglong vomited blood aggrievedly, staring at Zhang Yuan with resentful eyes, eager to swallow Zhang Yuan alive.
Where would he have thought that Zhang Yuan would come to plot against him?
I didn't expect Zhang Yuan to break through all the defenses he had set up around him.
The entire palace is surrounded by solid copper walls, and the demon soul alone is one hundred and eight, and the blue nether is forty-nine, in addition, there are more than a dozen formations inside and outside the hall.
It's impossible for anyone to break in!
As soon as he came back, he lay down in the coffin, just to cultivate a profound mystical method, when this mystical method was cultivated, the body could not be disturbed at all, once disturbed, the body would be paralyzed, and at worst he would die on the spot.
As soon as Zhang Yuan opened the coffin, his breath was divergent, and he fell into paralysis.
In the face of Zhang Yuan's blow, it was not that he didn't want to dodge, but he couldn't move at all.
At this moment, he was full of grievances and kept roaring.
He hates!
He had countless means and killing techniques, but he didn't have time to use any of them, and he was directly smashed by Zhang Yuan's two blows, and only one head remained!
"I'll kill you!"
Zhao Menglong's eyes were teelic, and he roared angrily.
A head swooped up directly from the ground and slammed into Zhang Yuan.
Zhang Yuan pressed his head.
"What's the matter? Why are you crying? Why don't you answer when I ask you?"
Zhang Yuan wondered.
Out of respect, I asked you.
But not only do you not answer, but you also want to bite me, what do you mean?
"Zhang Yuan, I don't share the sky with you!"
Zhao Menglong suddenly roared, and a terrifying evil aura was controlled by him, like a torrent of steel, emitting a piercing whistling roar, surging towards Zhang Yuan.
Rumble!
Zhang Yuan's body glowed, blazing, and all the terrifying evil qi that rushed over was dispersed.
"If you don't say it yourself, then I'll send you on your way. ”
Zhang Yuan said.
"Roar..."
Zhao Menglong continued to roar, and two terrifying black lights suddenly rushed out of his eyes, turning into two magic swords and slashing towards Zhang Yuan.
Zhang Yuan snorted, and two rays of light also flew out of his eyes, and he greeted him.
Bang!
The eyes of the two collided in mid-air, the sound was piercing, the space was distorted, and the invisible waves of destruction were filled.
Zhang Yuan's five fingers were inserted, and he firmly pierced into Zhao Menglong's skull, and his true qi suddenly spit out, and with a bang, hundreds of terrifying dark energy gushed out.
"Ahh
Zhao Menglong screamed in pain directly, the tissues in his skull suffered a devastating blow, blood rushed out of the seven orifices in an instant, and the two eyeballs exploded directly.
Burst!
He was shocked to death by Zhang Yuan, his face was covered with blood, extremely hideous, he could barely see a human appearance, and all the tissues in his skull were destroyed by Zhang Yuan's true qi.
Zhang Yuan carried Zhao Menglong's head and sighed: "You were originally a character, but unfortunately you have to be the enemy of Kyushu, why bother." ”
He transformed into a pangolin again, and quickly left the place with Zhao Menglong's head.
The depths of the entire mountain range were still shrouded in demonic energy, and there was a gloomy atmosphere, and no one would have thought that such a terrible change had happened inside.
Late at night.
The moon and stars are scarce, and the breeze is warm.
Zhao Menglong's head was hung by Zhang Yuan on a big tree outside the Wang's forbidden land, and the hideous head was tied there, and the two eye sockets were terrifying.
After hanging up, Zhang Yuan thought about it, and carved four big characters on the door of his head with his fingers.
[Lonely and Defeated]!
After doing all this, Zhang Yuan showed a satisfied expression, his body flashed, and he disappeared here.
Around the forbidden land, from time to time, there are strong people in the underworld, and they look towards the inside of the forbidden land.
Suddenly, several powerhouses in the underworld who were wandering around looked at the big tree with stunned faces.
"What's that?"
A powerhouse of the supernatural system said in surprise.
"Let's go, go over and have a look. ”
Several strong men quickly leaned over.
When they approached, they were all shocked and turned blank.
"It's... This is Zhao Menglong!"
"How is that possible?"
The crowd shouted in terror, retreated wildly, flew into the distance, and shouted.
"Zhao Menglong was killed, come on!"
"Zhao Menglong is dead!"
The sound reverberated all around, echoing in the silent night.
All the powerhouses of the underworld were shocked and couldn't believe it.
Brush Brush Brush!
In an instant, hundreds of strong people surrounded him.
An old man shouted in a low voice: "Presumptuous, dare to talk nonsense, can't you find death?"
The faces of those supernatural powers were shocked, and they pointed to the big tree behind them, and one of them said in a trembling voice: "After... Later, you go and see. ”
Call!
A group of people roared past in an instant, and came to the huge locust tree, and on the branches that were knotted like dragon scales, a hideous head was quietly hung there.
The eyes had become hollow, and brain tissue was flowing all over the face along the empty eye sockets.
On his forehead, four large characters are engraved.
Lonely and defeated!
The faces of the group were horrified.
"Zhao Menglong, this is Zhao Menglong!"
"How is this possible? Not long ago, he was still haunting here, who killed him?"
All the powerhouses of the underworld felt fear.
The old man before was also shocked and almost fell.
"Quick, spread the word to the others!"
He said in alarm.
It's horrible.
Zhao Menglong appeared here more than an hour ago, with unparalleled momentum, like a demon god, but now his head is hanging here, what happened during this period.
Who can kill Zhao Menglong silently.
The crowd dispersed in horror and began to spread the news.
After a while, pieces of terrifying aura erupted one after another.
Wang Pingtian, Shi Tong, Zhao Guang, and Wang Hao all appeared, their breaths terrifying, shrouded in divine light, like four ancient gods of war, descending in front of this ancient tree.
"Dugu seeks defeat!"
Wang Hao's voice was cold, and he looked at the four big characters on Zhao Menglong's forehead, and a murderous aura raged back and forth in front of his eyes.
"It's a master of the yang world, there are residual true qi fluctuations, who is this? Why have you never heard of it? ”
The burly Shi Tong said in a low voice.
"Yangjian is really consumed with us, first there is that Zhang Yuan, and now there is another Dugu seeking defeat. ”
Wang Pingtian said coldly.
The chests of the four supreme beings were filled with endless anger and anger.
Characters like them are the most outstanding Tianjiao in each system, and they have fought in the underworld for many times without distinguishing the winner, but now in the yang world, people have been killed one after another!
It's unthinkable.
Phew!
Zhao Guang raised his hand a little, and a ball of divine light rushed out, smashing Zhao Menglong's head to pieces, and said in a cold voice: "I killed Zhao Menglong, but hung his head here, obviously to warn us, everyone, we may also be targeted." ”
"The real powerhouses in the yang world have all gone to the battlefield, and it is definitely not those people who did it, most of them are playing tricks. ”
Wang Pingtian said coldly.
The other three also nodded gloomily.
They have already figured out the situation in the yang world.
The people who surpassed the giants all went to the battlefield, and now is the moment when the dragons are leaderless, and the person who killed Zhao Menglong is at most a giant!
"No matter who he is, we can't be left alone anymore, otherwise, we will really be broken by each other. ”
Wang Hao said coldly.
The other three all nodded.
...
The news spread quickly, and the next morning, the whole of Jiangdong was in a sensation.
Countless people were shocked.
Zhao Menglong, the last of the three great and minor heavenly kings, was also killed?
The attacker claimed to be Dugu and hung Zhao Menglong's head on a big tree.
Countless Jianghu guests in Kyushu were shocked and excited.
Sure enough, they still have masters in the yang world!
Even if it is the three great and small heavenly kings, how can they not be tortured and killed by others?
This made all the powerhouses in the yang world see hope again, and everyone's hearts were inexplicably excited.
In the ancient cities and streets, there are voices of discussion everywhere.
"Zhang Shaoxia, Zhao Menglong won't be killed by you, right?"
In the magnificent Yellow Crane Tower, in a private room, Zhao Xuantong couldn't help but ask in surprise.
The others also looked at Zhang Yuan, revealing a hint of surprise.
Except for Zhang Yuan, they didn't believe that anyone else could have such strength.
And the name Dugu Qiuqiu, they sound extremely familiar.
If I'm not mistaken, Zhang Yuan seems to have used it before.
Zhang Yuan smiled slightly and said, "Yes, I killed it, I want to add a little pressure to them and let them know that the yang world cannot be underestimated." ”
A crowd of people was amazed.
Sure enough, it was Zhang Shaoxia who did it, and this strength is simply incredible.
Zhao Menglong is a genius of the ghost Dao system, and he is the one with the heaviest murderous intent and the most bizarre means among the three great and small heavenly kings, but he still fell into the hands of Zhang Shaoxia!
Last night, Zhang Yuan killed two little kings in a row.
First the emperor of kings, and then Zhao Menglong.
What's more critical is that Zhang Yuan can't see the slightest injury on his body, which has to be surprising.
How can giant-level characters be so easy to kill?
It was also unimaginable to fight back before dying, but Zhang Shaoxia endured it.
Ye Lingbo showed a hint of worry and said, "The three great and small heavenly kings have fallen one after another, and those old monsters in the underworld will not sit idly by, they are likely to make a move against Jiangling regardless of their faces." ”
The hearts of the people also sank.
This is indeed an extremely troublesome matter.
There are no people who surpass giants on the yang side, but there are enough people in the underworld!
This has to worry them.
Zhang Yuan also frowned, and after a while, he spoke: "There are also strong people in the yang world. ”
Everyone looked at Zhang Yuan suspiciously.
"Could it be that there are still predecessors who have surpassed the giants who have not left?"
The Four Absolute Divine Monks asked.
"There is a strong man, who once shocked and killed the Nine Shadows White Bone Demon, his body was fused with the Demon Clan's Soul Continuation Lamp, and he has been in a deep sleep, his strength is unfathomable, and it is very likely that he has surpassed the giants. ”
Zhang Yuan said in a deep voice.
The level of the Nine Shadows White Bone Demon is basically the same as those ancestor-level demons, and they were shocked to death by the Xiao Gang Master ten thousand years ago, and it can be guessed that the Xiao Gang Leader must be terrifying in his heyday.
What's more, he later fused with the Demon Clan's Soul Continuation Lamp, and no one could know how strong it was.
Anyway, Zhang Yuan didn't see him go all out.
Zhao Xuantong's face changed, and he instantly thought of their beggar sage, and said excitedly: "Zhang Shaoxia is talking about my beggar gang ancestor?"
"Yes, he is now sleeping in Yongcheng, I will go and bring him secretly, but this senior is unconscious, and he can't wake up in a hurry. ”
Zhang Yuan said.
"There is Lao Zhang Shaoxia, I really want to see how the ancestor is doing. ”
Zhao Xuantong was short of breath.
"Okay, everyone, let's take our leave. ”
Zhang Yuan arched his hand.
Zhang Shaoxia was careful all the way. ”
Everyone is holding their fists.
Zhang Yuan immediately quietly left Jiangling, and his speed was so fast that he turned into a golden light and disappeared.
When he rushed out of Jiangling, several strong men from the underworld behind him were following him, but after Zhang Yuan slapped a palm in the air, the faces of those people changed, and they all flew out upside down, and they didn't dare to follow anymore.
In the afternoon, Zhang Yuan returned to Yongcheng.
Coming up, not going down, ghost monks, Ren Xingyun and others all learned about the various things that Zhang Yuan had done in the past few days, and also knew about the changes in Jiangdong, and they all greeted them.
Zhang Yuan told them in detail about the events of the past two days, and made it clear to Ren Xingyun that he wanted to take away the living dead.
Ren Xingyun groaned slightly and said, "Okay." ”
He didn't say much, and directly introduced Zhang Yuan into a room in Longmen.
The living dead lay quietly on their clothes, falling into a deep sleep, motionless.
Zhang Yuan checked it, immediately picked up the living dead, and said, "Chief, seniors, please continue to sit in Yongcheng." ”
"You have to be careful, too. ”
Ren Xingyun said.
"Rest assured. ”
Zhang Yuan nodded only and flew out of Yongcheng again.
When I went back, it was faster and extremely secretive, and it didn't attract anyone's attention.
This is a bomb that needs to be taken by surprise in order to play its best and surprise everyone.