"A cloud in the northwest Xuantian. ”

"The crow fell into the flock of phoenixes. ”

"The house is full of heroes. ”

"Whoever is the king is the minister. ”

Zhang Yuan returned to the old locust tree, his wide-sleeved robe, his hands behind his back, and learned from the previous person, deliberately lowered his voice, and recited it again.

Three powerful auras in the village were rapidly approaching.

Soon, in front of him, three green lights appeared.

The green light dissipated, and three figures in black robes and masks appeared.

Each body is wide and not weak, and they are all around the middle of the third order to the third order of the third order.

Six eyes fell on Zhang Yuan faintly.

"Heaven makes reeds and the earth makes felt. ”

"The sun, moon and stars sleep with me. ”

"I don't dare to stretch my feet at night. ”

"A step on the mountains and rivers is worn by the community. ”

The final black-robed masked man said in a hoarse voice.

Zhang Yuan: "..."

The other three remained motionless.

Zhang Yuan blinked.

The other party remained motionless.

The atmosphere is full of silence.

"Quack..."

Overhead a flock of crows flew overhead.

"Ahem..."

Zhang Yuan coughed low and spoke again: "There is a lama from the east, a mute from the west, the lama is carrying a five-pound tart in his hand, and the dumb man has a horn pinned to his waist..."

Call!

Without warning, he rushed forward, as fast as he could.

Before the three people on the other side could react from their ignorance, the fierce energy suddenly rushed to their faces, the space collapsed, and they couldn't breathe well, like a heavy Dayue slammed into it.

The eyes of the three of them changed, and just as they wanted to open their mouths, there was a thumping sound on their bodies, and at the same time, they received a heavy blow, spurting blood, and flying out.

"Come back!"

Zhang Yuan grabbed the dragon hand, a golden light flashed, and the three seriously injured figures were all thrown in front of him.

He started like lightning, and immediately went to unload their chins and pat their dantian.

Bang bang bang!

Soon, the three figures were all thrown to the ground by him, and they grunted in pain, each suffering unimaginable serious injuries.

Thunder!

Zhang Yuan groped around them.

After a few moments, find the same wooden token on three sides.

The Dark Devil's Temple.

In addition to this, there is a small black porcelain vase.

The size of a thumb, the mouth of the bottle is tightly plugged with a cap, tightly sealed, and extremely solemn.

It's as if there's some very important treasure in it.

"What's that?"

Zhang Yuan's eyes were suspicious.

He looked at the three people on the ground, took off their masks, took out the poison sac from their mouths, and directly started the [Zhang's torture method].

He always felt that there was no one who could support Zhang's torture method.

Even if there were, it was only for a short period of time.

Just like this time, he lasted more than two hours.

The three of them still recruited.

After learning about the contents of the porcelain vase, Zhang Yuan was taken aback.

"The corpse poison of the ancient immortal gods?"

His face was astonished, and he looked at the jade bottle in his hand.

"This thing is really so powerful, a drop can poison a fifth-order master?"

The fifth-order master is only one step away from the boundary between man and god.

It is not an exaggeration to become a half-immortal.

According to what the three of them said, such a small bottle of corpse poison can easily poison a fifth-order master, and after the powerhouse of the realm of man and god encounters it, it will also be crippled for half a month, which is too terrifying.

The three of them nodded bitterly.

"Who are you going to give this to?"

Zhang Yuan asked.

"We came from the headquarters, and we are responsible for connecting with the Musan people, and the Musan people will hand over this thing to the ancestor here, so that he can deal with the Xuanjie family and the heavenly masters in the outside world. ”

The man in the middle snorted.

"Wooden people?"

Zhang Yuan understood.

The one he just pinched to death?

"Then who is the ancestor here, and what is his strength?"

Zhang Yun asked.

"It's the Qinglong Ancestor, unfathomable. ”

The one in the middle.

"Do you know where to stay?"

Zhang Yuan asked again.

"Yes. ”

The man nodded and told Zhang Yuan about a place.

Next, Zhang Yuan asked a lot of things.

After reasoning back and forth many times, I felt that there was no loophole, and then I asked again.

But the result is exactly the same.

Only then did he slap the three to death with satisfaction.

Merit 400

"My strength has grown so fast, this time it's over, I'm afraid I can shatter the void. ”

Zhang Yuan muttered to himself in his heart.

He threw the corpses of these people together with the previous Musanren, popped out a Jiuyang Divine Fire, burned it, and then ran towards the distance with his body fluttering.

The corpse poison of the ancient immortal gods, this is a good thing.

He felt that he could do a big deal.

Zhang Yuan suppressed the thumping in his heart, the speed was fast, and he disappeared into the distance.

A few hours later.

In front of him, a secluded and gloomy mountain village appeared, dark, towering in the middle of the night, like a devil's mansion.

Zhang Yuan looked left and right, becoming more and more cautious, and cautiously approached the past.

This is the place where the Blue Dragon Ancestor of the Black Devil Hall stayed.

In addition to the Qinglong Ancestor, there are more than ten third-order to fourth-order masters.

About seventy percent of the top powerhouses in the Dark Devil Temple are gathered here.

Therefore, he must not be careless.

He wasn't ready to appear as a Musan.

Because once he appeared as a Musanren, the Qinglong Ancestor inside would inevitably ask him for the bottle of corpse poison.

This bottle of corpse poison, Zhang Yuan still has a lot of use, and it will come in handy for a while.

So it can't be handed over to the Qinglong Ancestor.

And as a Musan person, the Qinglong Ancestor will definitely see him, and it is very likely that his identity will be exposed at that time.

He needed to find another person to do and blend in with them.

Zhang Yuan approached the villa lightly, doing his best to restrain his heartbeat and breathing.

He knew he was playing with fire.

Once you play poorly, you will definitely die miserably.

But wealth and wealth are in danger, and the higher his strength, the more courageous he becomes.

Call!

Zhang Yuan slipped into the villa lightly, hiding in the shadow of an eaves.

The whole villa is extremely huge, covering an area of seven or eight miles, pavilions and pavilions, everything.

Zhang Yuan observed the various rooms for a long time before he found the target of the attack.

It was also a strong man in a black robe and a mask.

Only the strength of the middle of the third order.

It's the weakest here.

Pick up the weakest hand, and there will be no accidents.

Bang bang bang!

Zhang Yuan appeared outside the other party's door and began to knock.

"Who?"

Sounds come from within the room.

"I, Musan. ”

"Wooden people?"

There was a sound of footsteps in the room, and then the door opened, revealing a figure in a black robe and a blue-faced fanged mask, looking at Zhang Yuan, and asked suspiciously: "Are you back?"

"I've seen the Ancestor. ”

Zhang Yuan walked directly into the other party's room.

The other party became more and more suspicious, closed the door, looked at Zhang Yuan, and said, "Mu Sanren, do you have something?"

He wondered in his heart that his relationship with the Musan people was not very good.

How could the other party come to him in the middle of the night?

And when he opened the door just now, he found that the other party's true qi actually penetrated all around.

Is this not wanting their conversations to be heard by others?

"I'll tell you a riddle, a monkey riding on the tree, a monkey on the ground, how many monkeys are there?"

Zhang Yuan asked.

"What kind of mess? Musan, what the hell are you going to do?"

The man's brow furrowed.

"Looking for death!"

Zhang Yuan Huoran turned his head with a cold smile in his eyes.

Call!