Zhang Qian raised his leg and slashed it off, forcing the leader of the scaly warriors back four or five feet away, his body stumbled backwards, and finally supported the ground with his backhand, so that he did not end up in embarrassment.

The chest of the leader of the warriors of the Scales Clan rose and fell violently, brewing a strong anger, but before the angry roar could come out of his throat, Zhang Qian had already approached again, his five fingers were open, and the silver star brilliance in his palm rose and fell, like a huge tiger's mouth, four or five feet wide, almost able to swallow the head of the warrior leader, which looked extremely terrifying.

The gap between the strength of the leader of the scale warriors and Zhang Qian is too big, and even with the blessing of witchcraft, there is still an insurmountable gap.

This White Tiger Xingchen Qi is not only the most lethal of the many magical powers in Zhang Qian's body, but also perfectly compatible with the power of the body, after the two powers are fused together, even if it is a Jindan immortal under this claw, it may not be able to fall into the benefit, this claw fell on his head, if there is no accident, there must be a death and no life, but at the moment when Zhang Qian's right hand fell, the leader of the scale warriors seemed to feel the fear of death, and suddenly took a breath, the green tendons on the neck burst out, intertwined, and looked disorganized, but after thinking about it carefully, he found that these green tendons were entangled, in fact, there were rules to follow, and they actually formed a talisman。

The Taoist talisman is divided into many factions, although Zhang Qian does not have a deep understanding of the talisman, but he has dealt with Kunyangzi so much, he can still distinguish which faction the talisman in front of him comes from according to some characteristics on the talisman.

And the talisman on the neck of the leader of the scale warriors in front of him is also the school that Zhang Qian is most familiar with - the Pingdu Mountain rune.

Of course, when I looked at it, I didn't dare to be sure, not to mention that Pingdu Mountain had fallen into this world now, and he really didn't have the strength to stretch his hand so long, and he had reached out to the Southern Barbarian alien race, and this discovery only set off a slight wave in his heart. Then he was brought over, and he didn't explore the root cause, and now it's the right time to get out early after killing people, instead of caring how these scaly warrior leaders have the spirit rune of Pingdu Mountain around their necks.

The cold light and dazzling palm suddenly shrouded in, but it failed to achieve the desired effect at all.

The talisman on the neck of the leader of the scaled warriors suddenly burst out with a burst of strong clear light, and he felt that the surrounding space was slightly distorted, and Zhang Qian's devastating palm was suddenly transferred in power, and it was thrown out abruptly, scratching the air with a burst of sound. It seems to have scratched a thick skin, and the power suddenly shifted and lost its control, making Zhang Qian's wrist and arm bones feel uncomfortable that they were almost broken, but fortunately, Zhang Qian's bones have achieved initial results in the past half a month, and the bearing capacity of the bones has been ten times better than the original, and this time he was exempted from injury, but he thought of many things in an instant.

This kind of strange encounter of space distortion that causes the body to lose control is not the first time Zhang Qian has encountered it.

The last time was in the Taoist temple of Puyang City. When he approached the Biyou Dao people, the whole person was directly shaken over by the trembling ground.

The leader of the warriors of the scale clan narrowly escaped from the tiger's mouth, and the horrified soul was in danger, and he saw the clear light emanating from his neck and saved his life. He didn't run away, but knelt on the ground and bowed three times and nine times, and shouted loudly: "Thank you ancestors for protection, thank you ancestors for protection." "I actually spoke Chinese. Although the tone was a little strange, Zhang Qian had to waste a lot of energy to distinguish what he was talking about, and he was also a little curious. What is the sacredness of the 'ancestor' in the mouth of the leader of the warriors of the Scales Clan, just with a spiritual rune left on this person's neck, he can actually dissolve his own killing moves, and this strength is not inferior to the Jindan Immortal.

Zhang Qian didn't have the idea of chasing and fighting, and quietly watched the leader of the Scales Clan Warriors give Dade a great gift of gratitude to the Northwest Skywalkers, slightly excited, but extremely pious.

A moment later, a figure in the distance suddenly approached the place.

Walk calmly and unhurriedly.

The mire that can devour life without paying attention is like walking on the ground under her feet, without causing any trouble, taking a gentle step, it seems to be a little slow, but there seems to be a subtlety of shrinking the ground into inches under her feet, one step forward, the whole person is nearly a hundred zhang away, it looks magical, it can be called weird, Zhang Qian is no stranger to this method, plus the previous talisman also had a memory, the person is still dozens of miles away, Zhang Qian has already guessed his identity, can't help but be a little confused, wondered: " How did this mysterious Taoist come to the Southern Barbarians, and how did she become the ancestor of this scaly clan? However, since she has a transcendent status among the scaly clan, the problem should be much easier to deal with. ”

It only took a breath or two to bring the figure in front of him, like a fairy in the dust.

It is still the dark color Taoist robe, which is not much different from the color of this quagmire, but the white skin is in stark contrast to the surrounding environment, and it can be broken by blowing, like solidified mutton fat, which makes people know at a glance that she does not belong to this barren and dangerous land, let alone have anything to do with these wild alien races, but the admiration of the leader of the warriors of the scale tribe for her is indeed fake, so that it makes people a little inexplicable.

Biyou Daoist did not expect that the person who appeared here would be Zhang Qian, the two had a relationship that day, although the relationship was not so harmonious, but in this wild place where birds do not, it can be regarded as an out-and-out confidant in another country, quite a bit of closeness, naturally will not fight at the first glance, a little surprised said: "It's you? What are you doing here?"

"I naturally have something to do here, but I don't know how the girl of Biyou and her daughter came to this extremely dangerous Nanban? "Zhang Qian now has the token given by Kunyangzi in his hand, and naturally he doesn't regard Biyou Daoist as an outsider, as for the unpleasant things that he wrote before, it has long been diluted with the establishment of his relationship with Kunyangzi, and he is now an equal friend with Kunyangzi, so this Biyou Daoist is his junior, can he be guilty of scheming with a junior?

Therefore, when I asked about the incident, I also got to the bottom of it, and I didn't shy away from it, and I said what I wanted to know in my heart.

Biyou Daoist didn't seem to be used to Zhang Qian's straightforward tone, but after thinking about it, he didn't hide anything, and answered the questions he asked one by one.

"King Qi of the five ghost kings of the ghost city of Xudu was the great witch of the Wenxi clan before his death, and the nest of the Wenxi clan is in this southern barbarian. Since the day when a group of ghosts and immortals broke through the seal and broke into the world, the king of Qi has been silent, I think he should have taken refuge in the descendants of the previous life, and he searched all the way to this place, as for how I got mixed with the wild alien race, but it is a long story, the Taoist chief wants to make it clear, and he has to take some time to listen to me explain the reason, I don't know if I am interested in going to the tribe to sit, although these barbarians are called uncivilized aliens. But the basics of hospitality are still understood. ”

Biyou Daoren's words were light and light, but there was a hidden murder in this invitation, and he already had a grudge against the people of Yangshan Xiaodongtian.

Now Zhang Qian is aggressive again, and he has asked her to the bottom of it, which has provoked the killing intent in her heart.

If it were someone else, she was now afraid that she would have moved the idea of killing people and destroying her mouth, anyway, in this southern barbarian, everything she did could be completely hidden, and with the help of the power of the entire scale clan. It was not easy to kill a cultivator of Zhang Qian's strength, and the reason why she patiently explained to him was because she remembered what she said at the beginning, and she owed Zhang Qian the grace to relieve the siege once. Wait for the next day to have a chance to report again, although what she said that day was casual and joking, but she is a person with clear grievances, so even if Zhang Qian's current identity annoys her. She is still patient, she only hopes that Zhang Qian will be self-aware and not unrestrained.

There are times when human affection runs out. What's more, this is really a lot of favor.

However, unexpectedly, Zhang Qian did not retreat in spite of the difficulties, but agreed very calmly.

I don't know if he has no eyes, and he can't tell whether Biyou Daoren's invitation is a Hongmen banquet, or a snake with a stick, or he is naked and inches, but looking at the details of Zhang Qian's expression, it should be more likely to be the latter.

"Do you really want to dig out all my secrets to be satisfied?" Biyou Daoren pursed his lips slightly, and said secretly in his heart, but his face did not show any anger, just smiled faintly, a little cold, and then made a gesture of please, the leader of the scale warriors who was almost pinched by Zhang Qian's head immediately walked to the front and gave Zhang Qian respectful guidance, one moment he was still a mortal enemy, and the next moment he was a distinguished guest of the tribe, this sharp contrast made him a little difficult to accept, but' The words of the ancestor's words have supreme authority in the tribe, which is not at all something that he can refute as a small person, and it also makes Zhang Qian surprised,

Zhang Qian followed behind the leader of the warriors of the Scales Clan, walking side by side with the Biyou Daoist.

This road must have been opened up by the scale people after thousands of years, the miasma along the way is very thin, and the miass under the body are also filled with bones, like an endless embankment, not only for footholding, after the death of these ancient beasts, the ferocious aura did not dissipate in time, but accumulated together, becoming more and more thick, making the location of this embankment permeated with a sense of murderous and eerie horror, making the living beasts very reluctant to approach this vicinity, so this road is also unusually safe, after walking for half an hour, Zhang Qian finally saw a low mountain, no more than a thousand feet high, and the dangerous peaks in the cave world are simply incomparable。

However, in this lonely wasteland, it is extremely shocking, as if a black iron and stone pen holder is pressed against the end of the swamp.

As soon as the three of them approached the front of the mountain, several old men in sackcloth immediately floated up from the mountain to greet them, wearing bamboo branches on their heads. The hair crown made of feathers, looks unusually simple and bright, it is an extremely primitive style of dress, Zhang Qian even saw that the scaly people walking in the mountains are still wearing simple clothes woven with tree bark, which can only play the simplest role of shaming, obviously the degree of civilization is extremely low, the scaly people who are born to be good at fighting and live in groups are definitely the existence of the upper layer of the food chain in the land of Nanban, from the necks of these people are full of necklaces made of bones of ancient beasts, it can be seen, but the strong strength has not brought the corresponding degree of civilization to these scaly people。

The scarcity of aura in the Southern Barbarian Land makes the barbarians here have very low IQs, and it is difficult for coercion and temptation to work on them, because they don't understand the meaning of death at all, nor do they understand what profit is.

However, these old men who came to greet them were obviously wise people, and there was a flash of inspiration in their eyes, obviously they were the wizards with high status in the scale clan and the power of life and death, these people were obviously not easy to fool.

Zhang Qianzhen couldn't understand how this Biyou Daoist managed to make this group of barbarians bow down to her.

This person has more secrets than herself, but fortunately, now that the two sides are in the same boat, her secrets will not pose any threat to Zhang Qian. Now I just want to figure it out, and that's the only way to know it. As soon as the Biyou Daoist fell in the mountain, there was a sudden earth-shattering roar in a dark cave on the mountainside, like a muffled sound from the friction of thunderclouds, with a strong coercion, which made people a little breathless, and then saw a huge head poking out of the cave, like a small temple, with antlers, crocodile lips, turtle eyes, bull ears, and black scales. It turned out to be a black dragon!

The huge body lurked in the cave, I don't know how long, but just the tip of the iceberg exposed a head, it was so terrifying, this black dragon was afraid that it had reached a terrifying level.

The moment the black dragon's head poked out of the cave, the scaly people who were working all over the mountains and fields immediately put down all the things in their hands, bowed to the top of the mountainside, and shouted "ancestor".

Even the few wizards who obeyed their status were no exception, prostrate in the clouds. Head to knees, attitude extremely religious.

Biyou Daoist was not afraid of the huge head that could swallow her like an ant, and flew to the cave on the mountainside, and the black dragon humbly lowered his proud head. Letting Biyou Daoren's white jade-like little scart lightly, Zhang Qian, who saw it, was a little distracted, and couldn't figure out how she did it, but a scar on the black dragon's head caught his attention. When he left Xiaowei Mountain Cave Heaven was originally to carry out the mission of the sect, go to southern Xinjiang to kill a black Jiao that was about to become a Dan, and then hand over the dragon's blood to Chong Hezi. It was used by him to refine the flying sword, but then too many things happened along the way, and this matter was gradually left behind him.

Moreover, the harvest he gained along the way was far greater than the reward after the completion of the sect's mission, and he didn't plan to travel alone for this task, which was a waste of time.

Not long after he entered Nanban, he only needed to travel thousands of miles west to reach the lair where the black Jiao was hiding, but he did not fork the road, but went all the way south, and now it is the most important thing to find the ruins of the big cave in Qingcheng Mountain, and the task of the sect is simply not worth mentioning compared to it, Zhang Qian naturally distinguishes the priorities, at most he thinks about whether it is after the matter is over, and he has enough time to kill the black Jiao by the way, and he has the right to form a good relationship with Chong Hezi, the contribution value of the more than one million sects is really not in his eyes, so he did not go to find the trouble of the black Jiao, but he did not expect that this black Jiao actually fell into the hands of the Biyou Daoist, I don't know what's going on in it.

Although Zhang Qian had never seen this black Jiao, he knew that this black Jiao's head had been stabbed by Chong Hezi, the head of Tianquan Peak, so he knew his origin when he saw the scars on this black dragon's head.

But now this black dragon no longer belongs to the Jiao category, but an out-and-out black dragon, which has formed a golden pill.

Approaching the knot pill and forming the knot pill are completely two different concepts.

If this black Jiao is only close to the knot, even Zhang Qian has been sure to deal with it before, after all, there is a world of difference between the two realms, and the demon knot pill is already more difficult than the cultivator, and the calamity faced is also more terrifying, this black Jiao was weakened by the heavenly calamity at that time, it is a sick cat without claws, but now after forming a golden pill, it is completely different, not only the strength has skyrocketed dozens of times, but there is no threat of the catastrophe, and the strength is no longer trapped by external factors, and in an instant, it has changed from a sick cat to the king of beasts in the Wuthering Mountains and Forests, even Zhang Qian is uncomfortable looking at this black dragon now, and he does not dare to pay any attention to it, the mission of the sect has long been snuffed out in his mind.

"When Xiao Hei was married, he was seriously injured by the catastrophe, and was attacked by villains. Biyou Daoist concisely explained the reason for his friendly relationship with the black dragon.

Zhang Qian nodded after hearing this, it made sense, but when he saw that she had given such a petite and delicate name to such a behemoth, he was a little smiling.

Biyou Daoist ignored Zhang Qian's reflection, and didn't even care whether he believed it or not, anyway, now he has treated him as half a dead man, took out a piece of unknown alien beast flesh and blood from the dust cave and fed it to the black dragon, and then drove him back to the cave, and then retreated the few scaly wizards, and led Zhang Qian to a bamboo forest in the mountains alone, the cyan bamboo pole is as black as iron and about the size of a copper coin, and the wind blows in the mountain from time to time, but these bamboos do not move, only the bamboo leaves shake, emitting a crisp sound like a silver bell, it is the bamboo used by the barbarian warriors to make arrows, and there is a hut in the bamboo forest。

"It is rumored that the ancestor of this scaly clan is a black dragon god who has cultivated into a primordial god, and now I have collected Xiao Hei as a spirit animal, and they naturally worship me as the master. Biyou Daoist invited Zhang Qian into the house, watched the seat, served tea, and then continued to explain to him the reason why the scale tribe worshiped himself as an ancestor, but the speed of speech became slower and slower, as if he was a little careless.

"Is that all?" Zhang Qian lowered his head and scraped the floating tea foam with the lid of the teacup, also looking careless.

"Does the Taoist really want to break the casserole and ask the end?" Biyou Daoist directly put the teapot on the table, and the cup of tea she gave her was only halfway poured. (To be continued......)