Chapter 651: Death Comes Quickly

"I've seen Senior Brother!"

The little girl with pigtails on her head, at this time, timidly came to Zhang Yan, blinked two jewel-like eyes, and greeted the latter.

Originally, there was some fear on the little face, but when she saw that the young man who was not a few years older than herself in front of her was still smiling, the little girl showed a playful look.

Zhang Yan touched the little girl's head, and the appearance of the little girl couldn't help flashing in front of her, and then she looked at the elixir garden in the depths of the valley, and sighed lightly before she said, "Elder Hu, now in Luoshan City, is also controlled by the people of the Song family?"

"Yes, the Song family is powerful, and in recent years, it has been rumored that it has recruited more disciples, and there are many disciples, pressing those super sects!"

Elder Hu also seemed to have some understanding of the situation in the outside world, shook his head and sighed: "Although Zhang Xian's nephew is amazing, but as the saying goes, two fists are hard to beat four hands, so you should leave quickly." As for the Beiyuan Gate, it is better to disband......"

"Elder Hu, it's not so bad! In the future, Beiyuan Gate, as long as I have Zhang Yan for one day, I will save it for one day! As for the Song family, I will destroy it with my own hands!"

Zhang Yan shook his head and said coldly.

Without waiting for Elder Hu to dissuade him again, he turned over and took out more than a dozen storage bags and threw them to the other party.

"There are a lot of Zhuji Dan in it, as well as the Broken Erdan used to break through to the Jindan stage, as for the Infant Transformation Pill, it is a little urgent, but the resources inside, as long as the qualifications are sufficient, it is enough for the Northern Yuan Gate to produce a Yuanying Monk! As for the spar in this blue storage bag, it is for Elder Hu to cultivate, as for whether it can break through the Jindan stage, it depends on the elder's chance......"

After Zhang Yan finished speaking, he didn't wait for the monks present to come back to their senses in a daze, he was already the magic weapon of the imperial envoy flying, and led everyone to sweep down Beiyuan Mountain.

Here it goes.

Maybe there will never be a day to return.

Looking at the valley where the Beiyuan Mountain Elixir Garden was located, as well as the platform where he met the little operator at the beginning, looking at the platform where Tuoba Yun and Lu Yi were fighting, Zhang Yan sighed and retracted his gaze.

"Cousin, Zhangjiazhuang, I have settled it for you, you will be the head of Zhangjiazhuang in the future!"

At the foot of Beiyuan Mountain, Zhang Yan put down Zhang Wu and the others, looked at Zhang Wu, and said: "There are two things here, which can ensure that my Zhang family will be worry-free for a hundred years in the future!"

As he spoke, Zhang Yan collected a set of combination arrays from a certain Yuanying Monk and handed it to Zhang Wu, as long as the other party arranged it according to the method and put the spirit stone in, it could be formed, which could withstand the full force of the Yuanying Monk.

Then, Zhang Yan took out a spirit slave from the ghost spirit bead, and turned his hand to erase his brand on it.

"A drop of blood, and he will obey your orders in the future! This is a spirit slave who is quite a primordial monk...... However, unless the family reaches a critical juncture, it cannot be used! in a hundred years, it will die out on its own!"

After finishing speaking, Zhang Yan took out the pills that had been refined in advance, most of which were stored to prolong life and strengthen the body, and handed them all over to Zhang Wu.

"It's hard to see you again!"

Leaving a sentence, Zhang Yan gritted his teeth, turned around and took the three daughters, swept away, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Zhang Wu only dragged a bunch of things in his hand, and then glanced at the transparent spirit slave on his side, and sighed speechlessly.

Half a day later.

Southern part of the Falling Mountain Range.

Falling Mountain City.

The four figures, volleying into the void, swept like in the city.

With only half a pillar of incense, all the children of the Song family in the city were slaughtered.

The smell of blood almost permeated the sky above the city, countless monks shook, and many people became even more frightened, and left the city in a hurry.

And this day.

The Song family in Yangzhou City not only got the destruction of the Luoshan City division, but also learned that the two Taishang elders who went to Beiyuan Mountain to capture the real murderer of Nantong City were killed and fell.

This time, the Song family was shaken.

Those old monsters who have been in retreat all year round have come out one after another.

Even the ancestor of the Song family, who had broken through to the middle stage of the god transformation a few years ago, also rushed back from a certain hidden cultivator in Zhongzhou.

Moreover, almost all of the White Bone Sect and Tianxuanzong who got the news also sent strong people to the Song family.

Two elders of the Transformation Stage who joined forces were killed by a monk in the late Yuan Infant period?

In the main hall of the Song family, the Tianxuanzong and the White Bone Sect monks who rushed over all looked at each other, almost unable to believe such news.

Even the old man led by the two sects, whose aura was like an abyss and the sea, was difficult to snoop on, and they all frowned in disbelief.

"Master of the Song family, this kind of news, but is it true? Two Avatar Cultivators were killed by a late Yuan Infant Monk? Isn't this a big joke!"

In front of a group of monks in white robes and white bones, an old man with a faint cold and dead intent on his body looked at Song Zi'an, who was sitting in the second seat, and said hoarsely.

At this time.

The chief next to Song Zi'an sat an old man with a double wood hanging slightly, with no fluctuations on his body, sitting there, if he didn't pay attention, it seemed that there was no zài.

Everyone present knew that this old man was the ancestor of the Song family, and he was extremely terrifying.

"Before the two uncles fell, they sent back the flying sword handbook, and it was indeed they who besieged and killed that young man, but they were killed and fell!

Song Zi'an looked solemn, shook his head, and frowned: "However, Song guessed that it is also very likely that a monk in the middle stage of the transformation god was present to attack them......"

"Hmph, we old monsters haven't appeared for a long time, it seems that this immortal cultivation world seems to have forgotten about us!"

In front of the dozen or so monks of Tianxuan Sect, there was a middle-aged man with a trace of sword intent all over his body, his eyes open and closed, and there was a faint sword light.

His cultivation is almost the same as that of the ancestor of the Song family, vast and boundless.

It's just that unlike the profundity of the ancestor of the Song family, the sword intent on this person's body is endless, as if it is a constantly surging tide.

"Old man Song, after a while, the entrance to the Demon Cloud Ridge Boundary Sea will open, how are you prepared?"

Seeing that Song Zi'an frowned and didn't speak, the middle-aged man waved his hand, and a spiritual cover fell, separating the Yuanying monks present, and said: "The entrance to the boundary sea, but it opens once every hundred years, I missed it, but I have to wait for the next time!"

"No need, he's here!"

At this time, the Song family ancestor opened his eyes violently and slowly spoke.

Thundered......

In the next moment, there was an earth-shattering roar, and it suddenly exploded from mid-air, and the entire Song family hall shook for a while.

"People of the Song family, come and die!"

A shock that exploded in mid-air like thunder followed, rolling down from the outside.

In the main hall of the Song family, all the people were shocked.

The entire Song family, the entire monks of Yangzhou City, were all alarmed.

And in the main hall of the Song family, including the ancestors of the Song family, several figures with the most condensed breath disappeared in an instant.