Zhang Fan and Fairy Xinglan stood in front of this unrecognizable corpse, pondering without saying a word...

There are too many possibilities, or are there any rebellion between the ancestral court of Ten Thousand Demons and the corpse abandoned the sect, and the two sides failed to siege and fight against the Taoist who died of drunkenness; or are there other mystery in the Yunmeng Gorge of Thousand Mountains?

There are so few things left on the spot that it is difficult to draw conclusions except "

Zhang Fan's heart moved, his palm spread out, and dozens of black light flew up from the ground and fell into his palm.

"Ant?"

Those black lights are the black ants crawling around on the corpse and on the surface.

These ants are just ordinary, and can be seen everywhere in any forest. They fall into his hands as if they are shocked. They suddenly lose their vitality and let their interest-filled eyes fall on them.

"Fellow Daoist Zhang, you are,"

Fairy Xinglan spoke up as soon as she asked, and then she stopped thinking.

The corpses were covered with ants, and some of them were still coming out of their seven orifices; the magic weapons and coffin techniques around them all had traces of gnawing, etc. These little things were probably difficult to escape suspicion.

"interesting!"

Zhang Fan smiled slightly, and his palms were tight. All the ants turned into powder and fell down.

There are residual and powerful spiritual power fluctuations on these ants. This fluctuation is difficult to detect in the Qianshan Yunmeng Gorge where the spiritual consciousness is limited, but since it has been in the hands, if it still cannot be detected, it can only be said that he is a dead person.

Seeing that these ants were different, Zhang Fan looked around and saw that the things he had neglected before were all visible. Li Xuan saw everything in his eyes, which seemed extremely obvious.

"Ant!"

“More and more.”

Zhang Fan suddenly realized it. Looking along with his gaze, Fairy Xinglan on the side nodded as if she had some clarity.

"Is it really a rebellion?"

It can drive these ants to fight for them, and even kill the corpse-dissuade disciples above the elixir. Zhang Fan cannot help but think of the people in the ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons.

"ah!"

"Fellow Daoist Zhang, look!"

Just at this moment, Fairy Xinglan, who was carefully observing the surroundings, suddenly exclaimed, and her slender white fingers pointed to the distance.

Looking in the direction of her finger, Zhang Fan's expression also changed slightly.

The clouds cleared and the mist dissipated. Occasionally, a gust of wind blew, and in an instant, the waves surging, like the sea breaking through the waves, and the clouds and mist swayed, a giant tree holding the sky showed its true appearance.

It is thousands of feet tall, and hundreds of people are hugging each other. But the top of the sky is lush with branches and leaves, and the canopy is like a canopy, covering most of the thousands of mountains and Yunmeng Gorge!

"What a big tree!"

Although it was a distance between Zhang Fan and Fairy Xinglan, standing in place and looking away, could still feel the amazing momentum of being hard to see, and shadows covering most of the mountains and clouds. They couldn't help but blurt out.

"It seems that we have arrived at the core of Qianshan Yunmeng Gorge."

"I just don't know what happened to Brother Dao to death?"

Fairy Xinglan slowly withdrew her gaze and sighed faintly.

"Don't worry, fellow Taoist who is drunk is still alright."

Zhang Ji spoke calmly, and at the same time, he pointed the corpse on the ground with his toes and said, "This man has died not long ago. If he died of drunkenness, he would have died. They would never stay in this place for a long time. The two sides must be in a stalemate, and they are not far from here. I will go quickly, right?

As he said that, several sparks appeared out of thin air, and in a moment it became a prairie fire, burning all the corpse and ants on all sides into ashes.

The predecessor of this ashes was just a monk who had a elixir. He could be called a master in the outside world, but in this Qianshan Yunmeng Gorge, he was just an ant-like existence, that is, shaking a flag and shouting. At the same time, some unexpected small situations of the other party made the real person on his side not have to be distracted from being distracted.

In any case, he would not be too far away from his own Nascent Soul True Man. After all, he is facing a Nascent Soul Master like the Zui Death Taoist. Once he leaves his own real person's protection, what can he do if he finds his Zui Death Taoist?

Therefore, the stalemate battlefield must be near.

"boom!"

Just at this moment, a roar echoed in the canyon and came into their ears.

Suddenly, I looked in the sound, but saw thousands of mountains and mists rolling violently, changing shapes several miles away, as if they were damn. Various colors of spiritual lights shone together, and powerful forces soared into the sky. There were even flames storms, dyeing large clouds and mist red.

"It takes no effort to get it!"

"Let's go, let's go!"

Zhang Fan's eyes suddenly lit up, and he shouted softly. He left first.

He said that almost as he rushed out, Fairy Xinglan brought out a ray of starlight and followed closely behind.

There is no need to explain at all. Although it is impossible to distinguish the breath in Qianshan Yunmeng Gorge, such a big move cannot be done by the real person of Nascent Soul. In addition to Zhang Fan and Fairy Xinglan, the most likely thing is that Taoist who died of drunkenness is undoubtedly the one who is the one who is drunk.

Since we have identified the target and blocked only clouds and mists, how can we block two real people of the Nascent Soul? These clouds and mists are not only not obstacles at this time, but even become the best cover, making Zhang Fan and the others extremely close and not discovered.

The two of them stopped. The mountains and people were hundreds of feet ahead. They used a couplet to protect the dead trees and jumped into their eyes.

With the positions of Zhang Fan and the others, it is easy to see the situation in the field. The mountain is ordinary among the mountains of Yunmeng, only a few hundred feet high. The clouds and mists are like silk ribbons surrounding the hillside, giving everything a hazy and beautiful color, which is not real.

Even so, Zhang Fan's eyes turned to this small mountain as soon as possible.

Among the clouds and mists on the hillside, there was a sudden hole, and there was a mysterious flame licking out of it, such as a line connecting the earth's fire in the halfway point of a volcano.

This is naturally not earth fire, or even different from all flames in nature. If you want to call it, it may be called "Wine Fire"!

"Happy!Happy!"

A familiar voice came from the mouth of the flames and got into the ears of Zhang Fan and Fairy Xinglan. In an instant, the two of them showed joy on their faces and breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

Fei Death Taoist!

Both of them had contact with the Taoist Zui Di, so they would not mistake him for his voice. Besides, the tone that seemed drunk but not drunk was only the Taoist Zui Di, who could do this, without any other part-colon.

The fire mouth was full of shadows, but not everyone. Instead, an old man danced with a pot. Accompanied by the sound of drunken laughter and shaking flames, it showed the leisurely and calmness of life and dreams of death.

"Well"

"Hey, I'm going to drink all the wine below. Can you come up with me?"

He burped. The drunk Taoist abandoned his voice carelessly and heard it from the mouth of the flame.

Under the mountain, three figures stood side by side. They saw the drunk Taoist looking leisurely and leisurely, and when they heard this, the fire came up even more.

"The old ghost is drunk and you will come down if you have the seeds!"

Among the three, a tall and thin middle-aged man who looked the least like a human, roared.

This man was among the three. On the left was a young man in black who was holding his back, like a tortoise shell. He was dressed like ink, and his skin on his body was as dark as if there was no flesh and blood under his skin, but blue veins were exposed.

Needless to say, this young man in black must be an iron-backed pangolin from the ancestor of Wan Yao.

On the right side of the tall and thin middle-aged man is an old man with a sinister face. His body is covered with hairless. No matter whether it is hair, eyebrows, beard, etc., it looks extremely strange. With his honor, he can stop children from crying at night.

"It's neither human nor ghost, you can come up."

Below: The person is angry and attacks his heart, but the drunk Taoist above is happy and says teasingly.

When he heard this, the tall and thin middle-aged man's face suddenly became pale, as if the Taoist said this suddenly stabbed his pain in the pain.

"You die!"

“Scroll”

The clothes behind the tall and thin middle-aged man suddenly swelled and then cracked open. The two black wings, covered with gloomy corpse, suddenly opened and slightly stimulated, and they floated up unconsciously.

"The real person of Tianzi, it turned out to be him!"

Fairy Xinglan's expression moved and frowned, saying, obviously recognizing the identity of this person.

"Fairy Xinglan, do you know this person?"

Zhang Fan quickly asked in a low voice. Seeing the situation in the field, they could not watch it. Since they had to take action, it would be better to know more about the other party's background.

Fairy Xinglan naturally knew the importance of it. He quickly introduced the person in a few words.

This Tianzi Zhenren said that he had fought with Fairy Xinglan, but he had turned his back to her before. He had never revealed his characteristics, so he did not recognize him.

This person is a famous master of corpse abandonment. When it comes to fame among the 100,000 mountains, he is far above the Blood-Shenzhen Real Man who fell in the hands of both of them.

This is not to say that the cultivation level of Tianzi Zhenren must be higher than that of Xuechen Zhenren, but that his activities are more frequent and more well-known.

Outsiders do not know what the specific status of the Tianzi Zhenren in the corpse abandonment religion. They only know that if there is any dispute between the corpse abandonment religion and outsiders, it is mostly the person who comes forward, either negotiates, kills, or various means to smooth things out.

This person's cultivation level is the early stage of the Nascent Soul, but one of his characteristics is that he is widely known and feared by the 100,000 great concessions.

"That pair of wings are the wings of the heavenly corpse."

Fairy Xinglan's expression showed a somewhat solemn expression, and then said: "The real person of Tianzi sacrificed and refined the Tianzi to refine the corpse in his early years and was unknown. Later, he obtained the secret technique, at a great cost, great hard work, and hundreds of years of hard practice, and directly refined his body and the corpse sacrifice into one, and cultivated the great technique. He was famous for a while!"

"This is also the origin of the name of Tianzi Zhenren!"

"Refining the heavenly corpse and the flesh into one?"
Chapter completed!