Luo Dao was secretly worried in his heart, thinking that he had found out Zhang Tong's bottom line, and immediately slowed down a little, I am afraid that Zhang Tong was young and vigorous for a while, in order to catch up with the speed, in case the real luck forked, he was temporarily injured internally, and it would affect the overall situation

Now the only thing Luo Dao people care about in their hearts is the Xuanjin Great Dan, everything else must be based on this, and there must be no mistakes. After he lowered his speed, Zhang Tong also followed again, this time the two of them tacitly agreed, and they no longer scrambled, but just maintained the speed, unhurried, and after a while, they saw a mountain peak in the distance.

The peak is not too high, but on the mountainside, I don't know because of weishenme, it is thickly covered with a layer of salt, and from a distance, it is white and flowery, like a large piece of silver, which is called Silver Mountain. It's just that two hundred miles to the east, there is another mountain, which is also covered with a layer of white salt, and it is several times higher than this silver mountain. Therefore, compared with the two, this hill can only be bent and called the small silver mountain.

After Luo Daoren saw Xiaoyinshan, his face showed a slight hint of joy, and he immediately held down the light and fell down the mountain. Zhang Tong followed closely behind, looked ahead, and saw that at the foot of the small silver mountain, in a dense ginkgo forest, a scale and a half armor were faintly exposed, and a small courtyard was built under the shade of leaves.

At this time, in that courtyard, there were already several men and women of different ages, who were chatting with tea, calm and relaxed, with elegant demeanor, and they were not idle at first glance.

"These people are probably the same people as Luo Daoren said!" Zhang Tong thought to himself, and at the same time, he had already landed outside the door of that small courtyard with Luo Daoren. Luo Daoren didn't wait to walk in. He had already clenched his fists from afar, and haha smiled: "Fellow Daoists, it is too late to be poor, forgive sins, forgive sins!"

Zhang Tong didn't know anyone else, and he was not recommended by Luo Daoren, so he simply didn't speak, and followed directly behind. Darkly looked around. At the same time, when those people saw Luo Daoren coming, they also got up to greet them, a total of three men and two women, although their expressions were different, but they didn't see any particularly arrogant.

According to the Luo Dao people, that Agni Zhenren is the nephew of the Great Elder of Luojia Mountain. Most of them are arrogant and have no one in their eyes. Among these people. There is no such thing, which makes Zhang Tong feel a little strange.

When he walked into the courtyard and found that Luo Daoren and those people were saluting in turn, Zhang Tong suddenly realized that it must be the Agni Huozhen, who had not yet come. None of these people are the right people.

At the same time, those people had also seen Zhang Tong. Cast your eyes and look at them. One of them was about thirty years old. The graceful and gorgeous woman, among these people, probably has the highest status, and she was taken aback when she found that Luo Daoren actually brought a teenager, and couldn't help but be surprised: "Luo Daoyou, this is the helper you brought?"

That Zhang Tong's mind was so elf, and as soon as the woman's voice fell, he could already hear the complaint. However, Zhang Tong didn't care much, he knew that he was too young and would inevitably be looked down upon, and this situation was expected.

Moreover, since Zhang Tong's swordsmanship has improved by leaps and bounds, the sword intent in his heart has become more and more sharp, but his sharpness is not arrogant, but another kind of restrained and obscure alienation, and he doesn't care about other people's opinions and likes and dislikes of him.

Therefore, at this time, hearing the woman's implicit contempt for him, Zhang Tong did not feel angry, only smiled slightly, then looked away, and handed it all over to Luo Daoren.

In fact, Zhang Tong had already obtained the true skill of Mu Ling at this time, and then came here with Luo Daoren, all adhering to morality, even if he left immediately, with his current cultivation, Luo Daoren would have no way to take him.

However, some people regarded Zhang Tong's attitude as his weak heart, and as soon as the woman finished speaking, before Luo Daoren could explain, there was a tall, long dark-skinned, bearded man, who opened his mouth and said with a smile: "Luo Daoren!

"Huh?" Zhang Tong didn't want to care, but when he heard this, he was very unhappy. And from this man's tone and eyes, there is only naked malice, not a rough character, unintentional jokes.

Zhang Tong suddenly raised his eyebrows, and the murderous intent in his eyes flashed. At the same time, Luo Daoren also sank his face, stared at the man, and said coldly: "Wu Zhiyuan!

"You!" Wu Zhiyuan's face flushed when he was scolded, he originally expected that Luo Daoren would not dare to offend him easily, but he didn't expect that he would make a mistake. This time, he spent a lot of thought to climb the relationship between Liao Chunmei, the mother of Wuyun Immortal, and he had already planned it, and he took the opportunity to make a great contribution, so that he could find a way to enter Luojia Mountain and mix with a deacon elder from the outer gate.

Wuyun Immortal Niang was originally a personal disciple of the Great Elder of Luojia Mountain, coupled with the identity of the Agni Zhenren, a few words from it, this matter, there is ten, there is hope that it can succeed.

However, Wu Zhiyuan still doesn't feel very safe, and always wants to show his saint in front of people and show his skills. It's just that before that, the other three people who came, the Wenhua Fairy brought by the drunkard Taoist, were a female streamer, and even if they were defeated, they would not show their strength. What's more, the Wenhua Fairy is also notorious, and he is good at using poison, and he can't prevent it, and he doesn't dare to provoke it. And Song Xiao, the five ghost warlocks, came alone and didn't bring anyone.

The drunkard Daoist and the Five Ghost Warlocks were all personally invited by the Agni Zhenren, and their cultivation had already reached the limit of the Qi cultivation realm. Just because Wu Zhiyuan had just been promoted to the eleventh Xiao Zhou Tian's cultivation, challenging the two of them would only lose and bring humiliation on himself, and he would definitely not dare to make a mistake. Only Luo Dao and Zhang Tong from Zuihou seem to be the weakest, the old and the small, just as a stepping stone for his prestige.

"Okay! Wu Daoyou don't be impatient!" Seeing that Wu Zhiyuan was embarrassed, Wuyun Xianniang lightly comforted, although she was fair, she didn't like this person very much, but after all, she received the benefits, and she brought them, so she had to take care of it, otherwise her face would not look good.

Wuyun Immortal Niang said, then turned her eyes to Luo Daoren and Zhang Tong, and said lightly: "Luo Daoyou, going to Langxia Country this time is not a trivial matter, not to mention the danger, it is almost the same, at that time, I will be too busy to take care of myself, how can I have the spare strength to protect others, Daoyou may have other considerations, but bringing this little brother here, wouldn't it be just to kill him?"

Wu Zhiyuan immediately said to the side: "Hmph! I don't know what the sky is high and the earth is thick, can you come here too? If you don't want to die, go home quickly!"

"What are you talking about!" The cold light in Zhang Tong's eyes was even worse in an instant, although only a few words from Wu Zhiyuan could not make Zhang Tong angry, but this kind of state of mind was lofty, not weak and deceitful, nor could anyone point his nose at him and scold him.

Wu Zhiyuan was originally a Jiangyang thief, and later met a master of the side door, seeing that he had good qualifications, he was accepted as a disciple, who knew that his cultivation was getting higher and more advanced, and he turned to be better than the blue, and took the opportunity to kill his master, and occupied the cave by himself, which is what he is now.

Therefore, when this Wu Zhiyuan spoke, he still had bad habits that were difficult to change all these years, and he was still like a bandit and bandit, and when he heard Zhang Tong's response, he immediately sneered at him: "What did I say? Are you deaf? Don't think that your mother will spread her legs and lie down on the bed of the old ghost Luo, you kid will become a character, in the eyes of Lao Tzu, you are not bullshit!"

Before Wu Zhiyuan finished speaking, Zhang Tong's eyes had narrowed slightly, and then suddenly a flash of light flashed, and a sharp light shot out, shining on Wu Zhiyuan's neck and wiping it over.

"Be careful!" Wuyun Fairy Niang and Luo Daoren exclaimed at the same time, and the drunkard Daoist next to him, Wenhua Fairy, and Five Ghost Warlocks were also taken aback, but they didn't expect Zhang Tong to be ruthless at a young age, and he didn't move at all, and he directly killed him, leaving no room at all. ...,

Especially Luo Daoren, he regretted it the most, he had met Wu Zhiyuan a few times, although he was a little annoying, but he could barely get by, but he didn't know that because of Weishenme, today he was like a mad dog, full of obscenities, staring at Zhang Tong and biting.

And Zhang Tong's personality is even more simple, without saying a word, he directly released the flying sword, which was ruthless at the head, and he didn't even have a chance to mediate in the middle. If this kills people, when the real fire person comes, how can he explain it!

Wu Zhiyuan is very treacherous and cunning, and he has already made up his mind that if he wants to show his ability with Zhang Tong, he will naturally not be defenseless. It's just that Wu Zhiyuan didn't expect that Zhang Tong actually had a flying sword, and the cold light flashed at once, and it was already in front of him.

Originally, the area of this small courtyard in the forest was not large, between Zhang Tong and Wu Zhiyuan, there was only less than Zhang Xu, at this time, as soon as the flying sword came out, there was almost no time interval, aimed at Wu Zhiyuan's neck, between the lightning and flint, it had already flown past.

"Huh?" But at this moment, Zhang Tong felt a little strange, the flying sword was light, as if it had cut a dead stake, and after the head landed, there was no blood splashing, which was even more unreasonable.

Zhang Tong suddenly remembered that before this, he had killed Zhou Tai, a five-poison boy in Jinpingzhai, and he had dodged them with a stand-in spirit talisman one after another, could it be that this Wu Zhiyuan also had something similar?

A thought flashed in Zhang Tong's mind, and a trace of alarm rose immediately after, and he immediately retracted the flying sword, used the sword light to differentiate, unfolded a cyan light curtain, and quickly rolled it up towards him. Almost at the same time, a long black thorn had already hit the light curtain, if it weren't for Zhang Tong's quick reaction just now, it would definitely penetrate his throat.

"Look for death!" Zhang Tong snorted coldly, using his sword light to intercept the iron thorn, and had already concluded that Wu Zhiyuan must also have a magic weapon similar to a stand-in spirit talisman. At the same time, the figure flew back, and it had jumped into the air, and the remaining piece of green curtain formed by sword light suddenly shrank back, re-becoming a sword shape, holding the iron thorn, and winding upwards along the way. Then the castration did not stop, and he went straight up, chasing Wu Zhiyuan's figure and slashing again. (Your support is my biggest motivation.) )