Come, follow the direction before you, and come to me......

Zhang Yang only felt a blur in front of him, and the whole world turned violently like a whirlpool, and then became clear again. It's just that at this moment, there are some different things in Zhang Yang's sight.

It was a faint colored light, like a rainbow in front of him, and like a road floating in the air, guiding him forward.

Zhang Yang trembled all over, and subconsciously told him that the end of this rainbow road must be full of danger. Zhang Yang subconsciously took a step back, wanting to turn around and run away, but he felt a sharp pain in his brain, as if a bug was gnawing at his brain.

Zhang Yang was suddenly shocked, and hurriedly followed the guidance of the rainbow road, took two steps forward, and the pain suddenly dissipated. Zhang Yang trembled in fear, knowing that this road could only move forward, not retreat.

After bowing his head and thinking for a while, Zhang Yang put his hand into his pocket, wanting to talk to the master and ask him to come and help. However, before his fingers touched the phone in his pocket, his head felt a sharp pain again.

"In front of me, no one dares to play tricks yet. If you want to catch your breath a little longer, come by yourself. ”

Zhang Yang was so frightened that he shuddered for a while, looked left and right, and knew that no one could help him, so he had to follow the guidance of the rainbow road and walked forward.

Knowing that this trip was dangerous, but he was helpless, he didn't want to give his life here for the time being. If you can live a little longer, you can even slaughter that bastard who played all over the place!

Walking out of the venue, Zhang Yang crossed the avenue and walked into a relatively hidden alley. As soon as he stepped into the alley with his front foot, Zhang Yang felt a strong suction force coming towards him, and he was sucked into the alley in an instant.

Dizzy for a while, when Zhang Yang looked again, the entire alley changed, the surrounding buildings were nowhere to be found, and there was only a large piece of loess in front of him. On the loess, there are large patches of withered black color, but it is blood that has dried up for a long time.

What is this place? Where did that suction force suck him to?

"Don't be surprised, this is my enchantment, you are now in the small alley that Fang Zai saw, and you haven't gone anywhere. ”

A low playful voice came from behind him, and Zhang Yang turned his head tremblingly, this time finally seeing someone.

At this time, standing behind Zhang Yang were a man and a woman. The woman was dressed in a red dress, her face was extremely beautiful, she had a faint confident smile, and her long hair was very casually held by a hosta, showing a bit of laziness. The man was dressed in black, wearing a golden crown, with two cinnabar red moles on his cold eyebrows, and the corners of his lips carved like knives and axes, slightly hooked up with a sneer.

Who are these two people?

Sen Han's fear slowly rose from the bottom of his heart, and his legs and feet became weak, and he rubbed back a little bit. At this moment, facing such two people, he didn't have to test it, he knew that he would definitely not be able to beat him.

The aura of these two people is so strong that even if they just stand there, they can't move, which is enough to scare him.

The man looked at Zhang Yang and sneered: "You are also a demon cultivator, could it be that your master has never sued you, who is the person with two cinnabar moles on his eyebrows?"

A two-point cinnabar mole on the center of the eyebrows?

In Zhang Yang's mind, a flash of lightning suddenly flashed, and then he exclaimed: "Ji Hongguang! You are Ji Hongguang, the founder of Senluomen and the Demon Emperor of the Ages!"

That wantonly slaughtered the gods and Buddhas of the heavens, that terrifying Demon Emperor of the Ages, how could he appear here!

Ji Hongguang said: "You have a little knowledge. It's been a long time since I've met a demon cultivator, and I don't know what kind of course the demon cultivators have cultivated the spells that have been passed down since ancient times. As he spoke, he walked forward slowly, and the two points of cinnabar spread out on his eyebrows, and on his smooth forehead, a pair of intricate war patterns were painted.

War paints, according to legend, are possessed only by those who are gifted and born with great strength, and are generally displayed on the forehead, and the stronger the strength, the more complex the war paint on the forehead. Since ancient times, people who are born with war paints on their foreheads are all strong people who have left their names in history and are invincible. It is the sign of a strong man.

Under normal circumstances, the War Paint is impossible, but there is an exception to everything. Ancient Demon Emperor Ji Hongguang, the two points of cinnabar on his eyebrows are not birthmarks, but a special war pattern that can be changed. On weekdays, if you don't use your strength, the war paint will condense into two cinnabar mole-like red dots, which are embellished on the center of the eyebrows. Once he wields his strength, these two cinnabar-like war paints will spread out to form a special pattern that changes differently depending on the strength of the force used.

At this moment, Ji Hongguang's smooth forehead was already covered with dense vermilion lines, and he couldn't tell what kind of pattern it was. Its complexity is dazzling.

When Zhang Yang saw this scene, he was so frightened that he trembled violently, only to feel a warm current snaking down his trouser legs, but he was already so frightened that he peed his pants.

The Ancient Demon Emperor Ji Hongguang, a figure like this who has become a legend and a myth, how can he afford to provoke him? Not to mention doing something with him, even if he is glared at by his eyes full of bloody and murderous intent, Zhang Yang can no longer support it.

Ji Hongguang sneered: "Is this the only thing you can do? If you are just waiting to be killed, then there will be no way to live." ”

Zhang Yang moved his lips, but he didn't know what to say, only heard the sound of his teeth chattering.

When did he provoke this big devil? Isn't he already missing by rumors? Why did he suddenly appear here? He ...... Why would he target himself?

Zhang Yang's mind was a mess, his body felt a little numb due to violent trembling, his hands and feet were cold, how could he still have half a sense of war!

Jiang Yushang couldn't help but laugh "poof": "Hongguang, he doesn't seem to be able to do it anymore." ”

Ji Hongguang sighed helplessly, withdrew his strength, and the complicated war patterns on his forehead slowly retreated, turning into two crimson cinnabars, which were gathered in the center of his eyebrows.

"It's just such a little bit of talent, and he is still against Longdao, I really don't know if he is a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers, or if he doesn't know the origin of his opponent at all. ”

Jiang Yushang said: "I think, he shouldn't know." After all, compared to you, those people on Dragon Island are even more feared. ”

Thinking of what happened many years ago, Jiang Yushang secretly rejoiced that he and Ji Hongguang had made the most correct choice. Otherwise, there will really be no more of them in this world.

This gamble of putting their lives on the line of their souls, they won after all.

Ji Hongguang narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at Zhang Yang, who was already scared to the ground, and the corners of his mouth outlined a cruel arc: "I want to know, how capable this person is!"