Zhang Shiyan naturally didn't know what he had done, and he stretched his neck to watch it, and the five monks above had been splitting for a long time, and the monsters below were not seen.

Zhang Shiyan secretly exclaimed in his heart: "It's a pity!

I guessed that the monster was not good at being a demon, and it was okay to provoke the righteous monk to be struck by lightning?

Shaking his head, he said: "This kind of habit is unacceptable! I want to learn more from my three good young people." ”

Zhang Shiyan saw that the five monks practiced thunder in the sky for half an hour, and it was estimated that he was also tired, so he withdrew the formation and dispersed the thunderclouds and descended to the ground.

Zhang Shiyan thought in his heart, after a long day of thunder, he didn't know if he had chopped that monster to death?

Zhang Shiyan lowered his head and counted his little Jiujiu: "I am now living a life of eating and sleeping in the mountains, far away from the crowds, and there is no one to guide me in my cultivation, I never dare to put the exercises on the table, my mana is weak and I have no backing, I am always worried about my own life, if I take the opportunity to go down the mountain now, show my face in front of those five monks, and be casually taken by that monk to accept myself as an apprentice, and I will have a place to live in the future." So he made up his mind and slipped away like a mountain.

Zhang Shiyan didn't see anyone in the village when he came to the entrance of the village, it is estimated that the people in the village have been dismissed to a safe place, and slipped to the center of the thundercloud just now, and after a while, he approached a forest, and a layer of smoke floated in the woods, and this pile of graves was faintly erected in the fog.

Zhang Shiyan suddenly felt his bare skin exposed in the mist, instantly constricted, his heart trembled, and he secretly said in his heart: "Why did you come to this ghost place." ”

Although Zhang Shiyan has been in the forest for a year and has seen some of the world, as soon as he entered this grave circle, he saw so many sad graves in his heart, and turned back step by step, trembling in his heart and peeking at the movements everywhere, and muttered in a low voice: "Uncles and aunts, the little ones have no intention of walking by and are unintentionally offended, don't blame me, burn paper money for you in the coming year." ”

The smoke around the forest is getting bigger and bigger, and it is surprisingly quiet, the sound of his heartbeat is particularly eye-catching in the forest, and the coffin exposed outside the grave will be forced away from afar, and occasionally a few sudden unknown roars, startled Zhang Shiyan is in a cold sweat.

There was a sudden spring rain in the forest, the spring rain was biting, and the frozen Zhang Shiyan was shivering in the rain, and was about to speed up his pace to move forward, when suddenly, there was a piercing sound of claws grinding in front of a grave that exposed the coffin.

The grinding sound of this claw was particularly thrilling in this kind of miserable forest, and Zhang Shiyan felt that his hairs were cheating.

Zhang Shiyan didn't dare to run immediately, for fear of being shocked by the things in the coffin, and thought: "Made, I'm so lucky, you must know that the forest is such an environment, I won't come in, the ancients said well, don't cry if you don't meet a coffin, it seems that the master meets a coffin that still has zombies!

Zhang Shiyan's eyes stared at the old coffin leaking from the grave, and his heartbeat became faster and faster with the sound of the tribulation in the official, and the voice in the coffin suddenly became dull.

Zhang Shiyan held his breath, a ball of white hair slowly stretched out of the coffin, and instantly stood on the coffin lid, Zhang Shiyan's heartbeat stopped instantly, and he was furious when he looked closely, it turned out to be a white-haired weasel, and the white-haired weasel was not afraid of people sitting on the coffin lid staring at Zhang Shiyan.

Zhang Shiyan was stared at, and he heard the old man say that the white-haired weasel couldn't be provoked, and the angry Zhang Shiyan didn't care if you messed with it or not, and grabbed the weasel and said with a cruel smile: "You white-haired brute, dare to scare me, look for death!"

Zhang Shiyan is not a good person.

Dare to scare me! I'll let you taste the fear of death, the hands holding the neck of the white-haired weasel slowly exerted force, the weasel continued to struggle in Zhang Shiyan's hands, and gradually lost its strength.

Zhang Shiyan put down the hand that was pinching the white-haired weasel, stretched his neck to see what was in the coffin to attract the animal, and glanced inside, Zhang Shiyan's heart jumped again, only to see a child-sized weasel lying in the official, I don't know whether it is dead or alive.

Zhang Shiyan didn't dare to look at it anymore, and was about to turn around when he suddenly felt a cold claw hooked on his neck, and a gloomy voice sounded in his ears: "Boy, did you see the boy in front of the door of this great immortal? What's in your hand?"

Zhang Shiyan's heart was about to burst with fright, his legs were so weak that he was about to kneel down, and he didn't dare to look back, feeling the stiff weasel corpse in his hand, he naturally didn't dare to tell the truth, and his mouth trembled: "No... Didn't see... I'm holding a ...... in my hand It's a rabbit..."After speaking, I only felt a burst of hot air squirting close to my neck,

The great immortal pressed and asked tightly, "What? rabbit, how come this great immortal has never heard of it!"

Zhang Shiyan collapsed, tears and snot came out, his voice was hoarse, his mind was blank and he cried: "It's the rabbit from our hometown!"

The monster behind him naturally didn't believe it, and pressed Zhang Shiyan's shoulders with both claws, and his hot mouth bit Zhang Shiyan's neck.

Zhang Shiyan's neck hurt, and he saw a weasel head with a big head and a hairy face next to his face, and his frightened soul flew away.

On the road of endless people, suddenly a gust of wind blew, flying sand and stones, a burst of thunder struck in the ears, and then a roar: "Beast!

The weasel monster beside him let go of his mouth, threw Zhang Shiyan aside and leaned on his back, and roared: "Wait for the rats!

Zhang Shiyan was awakened by the roar, and rolled into the grass nest with the weasel's throwing strength, lying on the ground and kicking without moving, pretending to be dead.

Zhang Shiyan glanced at it a few times, only then did he know that it was an adult-sized weasel that bit him just now, and secretly sighed that it was really dangerous just now, the monk was sucked dry by himself at the moment of lateness, and the two monks saw the monster rushing forward, one of them pinched his fingerprints and led the thunder to explode to the weasel, and the other monk put up a sword to protect him.

The weasel was too fast, dodged the lightning strike, stretched out his claws to hook the two monks, the monk who had already set up the swordsman raised his sword to meet the attacking dark claws, and the other monk attracted a thunderbolt to blow up at the weasel, and the weasel who was caught off guard was blown off a clumsy yellow hair.

Zhang Shiyan exclaimed, this old demon is good at the defense of the cow.

The weasel monster that was knocked out of the hair screamed, and the speed suddenly accelerated, and the monk who hit him was in danger everywhere, and the other monk also summoned a soft sword and pasted a talisman, only to see that the sword flashed with a piece of lightning, and rushed towards the battle group, only to defeat the old weasel demon who was powerful,

The three of them will fly everywhere they go, and they will be a mess.

Zhang Shiyan marveled that the destructive power of the three of them was too awesome, and his own combat power was five scum and would turn into ashes every minute and every second, looking at the surrounding environment, he suddenly felt unsafe, and secretly crawled carefully to a safe place, and then continued to lie on the ground and pretend to be dead, and squinted from time to time to peek at the fight above.

The battlefield was in a state of scorching, and suddenly two flying swords flew around the war group.

It seemed that the helpers of the two monks came, and Zhang Shiyan exclaimed: "I grass!"

"Little brother, are you alright?" suddenly heard a young man's voice in his ears.