Chapter 12 Six thousand years of Taoism, destroyed in one punch

Zhang Yan's posture of hitting Zilong has not changed, and his fists are still deep and weak. However, the surging power after the superposition of the nine-character truth seal stagnated and suddenly broke out.

Like tens of tons of sea tide, unparalleled force, rampant airflow, instantly fill every part of the purple dragon's torso. The purple dragon's thick torso became bigger and thicker in the blink of an eye, like an expanding balloon.

With a scream that cut through the sky, the six-tailed purple fox was extremely frightened and suddenly burst out. It tried to take back the six tails that were intertwined to form the purple dragon, and couldn't wait.

But Zhang Yan obviously did not intend to let it go as he wanted. He hummed coldly and sank his palm again. A dazzling golden light flashed, and a suffocating terror erupted from the purple dragon's torso.

Everyone was horrified, closed their eyes and retreated, for fear of being affected by the upcoming explosion.

Even the two-winged blood tigers that stopped in the air and the snake demons hanging in the distance swept towards the distance. They also felt this terrible power. They believed that this power was enough to destroy themselves!

Maybe, for a moment, maybe, between the eyes.

Touch!

The explosion sounded, like the endless anger pouring down the nine sky god thunder clip. The sound was so loud that it shook in the blood tiger jungle and the whole mountain of the ghost stream.

The airflow was turbulent and violent, and the surrounding strong trees were torn into pieces, the hard stones were smashed into endless dust and dust, and even a group of long-toothed birds flying in the distance were affected by the airflow and fell into the sky like a drunken as mud.

"Cough...cough... What a scary explosion... Sister, where are you? Are you all right?"

Qi Jingchun just ran to his sister. When it exploded, he stopped in front of Qi Jingtian, but unexpectedly, the airflow emitted by the explosion was too strong. He directly lifted him and fell more than ten feet away. At this time, he was crawling on the land full of burnt smell and anxiously looking for Qi Jingtian.

"No... It's okay, brother, I'm right behind you." After half a sound, Qi Jingtian's weak voice sounded from behind.

"Is it okay? It's okay. Damn it, this is killing me..."

He breathed a sigh of relief and took a mouthful of thick phlegm on the ground. Qi Jingchun rubbed his sore limbs and carefully stood up and walked back.

"Everyone, are you all right?" It's very hoarse, but it can still be distinguished that this is the voice of Bai Hongzong Luo Zhan.

"Brother, we are not dead?"

"Cough, it's okay, just spit a few mouthfuls of blood..."

"I'm fine. I'm with Sister Jingtian." Needless to guess, this is the girl with a pair of cunning big eyes.

After silently calculating the number of people, he found that five brothers and sisters, including himself, were all there. Luo Zhan got up from the ground and breathed a long sigh of relief. Thinking of what he had just seen, heard, and experienced, his face became extremely complicated. He was stunned and thought: He... is younger than himself, but he has such an unbelievable strength... Aren't you an excellent person?

No, I don't believe it. I will work harder in the future! Luo Zhan clenched his fist fiercely, and his dirty face was firm.

At this time, the dust in the air around was filled with dust, and the people of Baihongzong gradually gathered together and watched the dust in the sky disperse in a breeze. Zhang Yan's figure clearly reflected into the eyelids as the smoke dissipated.

Wow~~ Everyone is unconsciously relieved. Maybe Zhang Yan has become their only sustenance at this time...

The six-tailed purple fox was softly caught in Zhang Yan's right hand. After bombarding all the forces just now, Zhang Yan immediately pulled away and caught a frightened purple fox between the lightning. Then, like the white wolf, the situation was stunned by Zhang Yan's strong power of Zhenyuan.

"Although six tails are missing, the fur is still smooth and watery, with the dual attributes of wind and fire. It is really rare..." Zhang Yan looked at the purple fox in his hand and threw the purple fox into the storage bag in the ugly face of the winged blood tiger and snake demon in the distance.

The ochre Yixuan Zhong Anran rotated in the air, with his hands on his back, and Zhang Yan looked coldly at the remaining two monsters.

The superposition method of using the nine-character true words just now is unexpectedly powerful, and the six tails of the purple fox were smashed between one palm, which made Zhang Yan unbelievable.

You should know that the purple fox's practice is all on the tail. It takes a thousand years to refine a tail. These six tails represent the six-year practice of the purple fox. Zhang Yan destroyed the tail of the purple fox for six thousand years with just one punch. No wonder he can't believe it.

But these actually happened, so after the shock at the beginning, Zhang Yan fully accepted this fact.

At the same time, I have more expectations for the nine-character true words.

Now, the four big demon white wolf and the six-tailed purple fox have been captured alive by Zhang Yan, which is the two-winged blood tiger and snake demon in front of him.

The two-winged blood tiger gathered its black wings and was close to the snake demon, while the snake demon coiled its huge body and stared at Zhang Yan with caution with a cold look.

They dare not move. Zhang Yan is a very horrible guy. There is a more horrible mysterious treasure beside him. How can they die easily? The sad end of the white wolf and the purple fox fell into their eyes, and their fear of Zhang Yan became deeper, even mixed with a trace of fear of avoiding and escaping.

But they did not escape. As for why, they did not speak from beginning to end.

Zhang Yan didn't know, so he wondered, did they really intend to fulfill themselves and contribute their fur?

Zhang Yan knew that this idea was ridiculous, but apart from that, he really couldn't figure out the reason.

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon. It's abnormal enough for the two big demons to get together. Is there anything abnormal to happen?

As Zhang Yan thought, something abnormal happened.

Two sad screams suddenly came from the depths of the mountains and forests. The voices were sharp and miserable, as if they were struggling before death, exhausting all their strength.

The scream suddenly sounded, and in less than a blink of an eye, it stopped abruptly.

Everyone was frightened by this and looked stunned.

"It's the voice of Uncle Wang and Uncle Zhao! Are they dead?" A male disciple of Bai Hongzong suddenly screamed out.

Bang! With a crisp slap, Luo Zhan withdrew his hand and stared at his younger brother who covered his face in astonishment. His eyes were about to breathe fire and said in a low voice, "Wang Liancheng and Zhao Yu betrayed us and killed our two brothers. They are no longer from our Baihongzong. If we call them again, I will kill you for two to die. Revenge on the younger brother who went!"

"Yes, what Brother Luo taught me." The disciple was awakened by a slap. Wang and Zhao's despicable behavior successfully diverted his anger towards Luo Zhan, and even raised a trace of shame in his heart...

Zhang Yan was also stunned when he heard the sound, and his eyes inadvertently caught a glimpse of the two big demons who were very humane and relieved, and his heart sank. Is there really a more powerful monster?

His eyes were condensed, and he was about to solve the two demons in front of him by means of Thunderbolt. Unexpectedly, a terrible breath suddenly came from the depths of the mountains and forests.

Everyone's color changed, and their bodies were invaded by this breath and retreated uncontrollably for several steps.

Zhang Yan took a deep breath, and his body did not retreat, but the qi and blood in his body were churning. Suddenly, such a horrible momentum is a big demon above level 6?

Without to think about it, a sonorous sound like drops of water came, "Taoist friend, can you look at the little old man and thin face, don't kill it all?"

With the sound, a white light suddenly shot from the depths of the mountain forest. In the blink of an eye, an old man with a thin figure, hunchback and a wrinkled face appeared in front of everyone.

His hair is like silver, his white beard hangs straight to the ground, and his clear eyes are like an invisible deep pool. At this time, as soon as he appeared, the strong and horrible breath on his body instantly covered the whole space, which shocked everyone to take a few steps back again, barely stabilized their bodies, and their faces were extremely pale.

Zhang Yan's feeling is stronger. The smell of this old man with white beard is amazingly similar to the white wolf he just subdued, and even more than ten times stronger than the smell of the white wolf! Is he also a baby monster transformed by a white wolf?

Zhang Yan was not forced back by the old man's momentum. His body was full of vitality, dispelling the pressure on the mind. He squinted and looked at the winged blood tiger and snake demon crawling at the feet of the old man with low eyebrows, and his heart was heavy.

The old man twisted his beard to the ground, looked at Zhang Yan, who was fearless in front of him, and caught a glimpse of the Yixuan bell suspended above Zhang Yan's head, and a dazzling light burst out in his eyes.

The light flashed away, and the old man's eyes regained the depth of the deep pool again. He leisurely took his eyes away from Yi Xuanzhong and fell on Zhang Yan. After half a sound, he smiled and said, "This jumping ghost stream has not been so lively for a long time. The little old man, who thought would be the three cold buildings, came to make trouble again, but unexpectedly, he met a A young and promising Taoist friend, not bad, not bad."

Zhang Yan did not answer, and his nerves were tense. The old man had a breath that shocked him, which was very powerful and comparable to the momentum of Qianyuzong Huankong and others. He was definitely the same as Yuanying.

"The young man is white and cherishes his name. About 5,000 years ago, a sour scholar who accidentally jumped into the ghost stream helped me. The name is good. I like it very much. Unfortunately, this sour Ding is not pleasing. He advised me to kill less with human benevolence, but I swallowed it in one bite. Alas, this sour ding, people are very sour, and the meat is also very sour, which disgusted me so much that I spit it out again, but I saw that he had already become a pile of bone scum. Unfortunately, it's ridiculous..."

The old man named Bai Xizhi twisted his beard and talked to himself. His expression was full of memories and could not see what the purpose was, but the more he was, the colder everyone's hearts were, and even the girl Jing Tian's braided teeth shivered.

Zhang Yan listened quietly to Bai Xizhi's chatter, and suddenly said, "Is the white wolf just now your descendant?"

Bai Xi was stunned and seemed to be interrupted to speak, which made him very angry. However, when he saw Zhang Yan opened his mouth, he became pleasant again. He shook his head and sighed, "How can there be such an incompetent descendant? He let his Taoist friends laugh freely. If you kill it, the little old man is not distressed."

After a pause, he glanced at the winged blood tiger and snake demon crawling on the ground. His expression was restrained and said coldly, "However, since the Taoist friend has killed so many children of me, the little old man, as one of the masters here, has to ask for an explanation."

Shaking his head, he said again as if mocking, "This sourding is influenced by him, and the little old man has also become literary. No, no, no."

"What are you going to do?" Zhang Yan knew that Bai Xizhi appeared here and would never come to chat with him. At this time, when he saw his cold look, he naturally understood that this was about to get to the point.

"What are you going to do?" Bai Xizhi smiled gently, stretched out his dry fingers, pointed to Bai Hongzong and others, together with the brothers and sisters of Qi Jingchun, and finally pointed to Zhang Yan and said in a low voice, "What do you think of Taoist friends?"

Everyone's faces changed dramatically and lost their souls. Naturally, they could see that the little old man with white beard was difficult to provoke, and even Zhang Yan was very afraid of him, and the hope that Zhang Yan had risen was extinguished again.

When Zhang Yan heard Bai Xizhi's words, he shook his head naturally and said, "You won't do this. If so, you don't have to talk so much nonsense at all."

Bai Xi was stunned and stared at Zhang Yan for a long time. He laughed and said, "Although he is smart, Taoist friends are young, but he is really overjoyed to have such a meticulous and steady heart."

"Yes, the little old man is indeed not revenge for those wastes, and he doesn't want to kill them. Taoist friends, guess again, I won't kill you alone and appear here again. What does this mean?" Bai Xizhi looked at Zhang Yan with admiration and waited for Zhang Yan to reply.

"Just now, the two Jindan monks of Bai Hongzong were killed by you."

"Not bad."

"This is the territory of Bai Hongzong."

"It can be said that they think they are divided in the White Wolf Canyon."

Hearing this, Zhang Yan was silent for a moment, then sighed gently and said, "You have something to ask for."

"Not bad." Bai Xizhi gave birth to applause with his shriveled hands and sighed in the crackling applause, "Taoist friend, you are indeed a dragon and phoenix among people, and your guess is not bad at all."

Hearing Bai Xizhi's words, everyone was stunned, and a feeling of complexity surged in their hearts. This feeling was indescribable and unclear. But one thing is certain, it seems that you don't have to worry about your life...

They turned their eyes to Bai Xizhi and wanted to see why the little white-bearded old man turned such a big corner. What on earth was he asking for? Well, he wanted Zhang Yan.

Bai Xizhi waved his hand to disperse the winged blood tiger and snake demon around him. His lips moved slightly and sent a sound to Zhang Yan. After a while, he closed his mouth and looked at Zhang Yan with a promising face.

Zhang Yan didn't expect it to be so simple, but he didn't dare to agree easily. After thinking for a long time, he said, "If I can promise you as you said, but once I find fraud, don't blame me for not doing my best!"

With Zhang Yan's consent, Bai Xizhi breathed a sigh of relief and laughed loudly, shaking the sky.

"Don't worry, Taoist friend, since I don't care about you killing countless children, how can I lie to you again? At that time, Taoist friends can naturally see the sincerity of the little old man..."

After Bai Xizhi left this sentence and left. Everyone was puzzled and looked at each other.

Zhang Yan squeezed his lips and fell into meditation.

The evening is approaching, and the jumping ghosts are shrouded in the bloody sun.

It's good to be able to go home after all....