"Yes, it must be that Zhang Bairen, the dog thief, secretly used a plan to tempt us into the mountain and then take the opportunity to strangle it!" A soul god ancestor roared to the sky, and before he finished speaking, he had already been pierced through the soul by a long sword, becoming a great tonic.

"Kill the thief Zhang!"

"Even if you die, you must not let Zhang Zhe go!"

"Swear to die with Zhang Zhe!"

For a moment, the heroes were full of tragic eyes, and rushed towards the top of the mountain with great momentum. Even the stone sword that was circulating in the air was not caring. At this time, the angry people insisted on fighting with Zhang Bairen to the death.

"kill!"

Zhang Bairen stood in the hall, holding the stone sword in his hand and was using the Sun Divine Fire to refine the Sun Divine Fire. He didn't believe that the stone sword was strong, and it could be stronger than the Sun Divine Fire.

Looking at the magical powers that were hit by the sky, Zhang Bairen and the heroes changed their colors in shock. With a wave of their sleeves, they stuffed Guan Zizai into their sleeves. Seeing Wu Bufan on one side, Zhang Bairen was already out of reach, so he could only jump up and break through the eaves of the hall and fly out.

boom!

The hall, which had been destroyed by time, was even more ruined and turned into powder in the dust, and dust flew all over the sky.

"Go to die!" An old ancestor of the soul was holding a jade talisman in his hand. There were streaming lights on the jade talisman, and he came towards Zhang Bairen's seal.

Zhang Bairen bounced his fingers and the runes were shattered in an instant. The ancestor's soul was scattered. Before the remaining soul could return to heaven and earth, it was swallowed by the stone sword in the sky.

"Since you want to die, I will let you do it!" Zhang Bairen's fingertips thunder roared. Since he practiced the marrow of the sun, Zhang Bairen's thunder method has been thousands of miles a day, almost incredible.

"Bang!"

The thunder passed by destroying all the laws, and an ancestor from the Beitian Master Dao was scattered. If we counted, this ancestor should be a figure of Grandpa Zhang Bairen.

No matter if you are a relative or a friend, if you dare to take ruthless measures against me, you will not be able to keep you. Although the cause is all due to misunderstandings, since you have tried to use a knife to me, it means that you don’t regard me at all and don’t regard me as a friend at all.

The long sword on his waist was unsheathed, and instantly passed the throat of a powerful man who saw the gods, and a touch of red blood splattered out.

The sword light turned and came to an elder in Beitian Shidao, and slashed towards the other person's soul.

"Zhang Bairen, I am your uncle..." The ancestor's forehead was sweating coldly on his forehead.

Wherever the sword energy of Zhuxian passed, his soul was scattered.

Zhang Bairen entered the flock of sheep like a tiger, and immediately started killing, and the heroes in the field were constantly defeated.

Thunder and lightning scattered in the blink of an eye, and then the sword light slashed, forcing the elders to retreat one after another, with horror in their eyes.

Zhang Bairen is powerful in methods and has a cold and murderous intent in his eyes.

At this moment, the stone sword in his hand, which was smelted by the Sun God Fire, seemed to come alive, and began to twist continuously, like a living thing, with red bloodshots flowing on it.

"Swoosh~" he struggled bloodily, but he was unable to get out for a long time and was firmly held by Zhang Bairen.

"Zhang Bairen, you are so heartless, it is not easy for us to practice. You dare to introduce our designs into a desperate situation. You are not the only one who is a son of humanity! What is your intention? We will definitely stay with you!" A great-achieved warrior grabbed the sword in Zhang Bairen's hand. The sword had pierced the left eye of the man and pierced the back of his head.

At this time, the hideous face stared at Zhang Bairen with unwillingness in his eyes and wished he could kill him.

Zhang Bairen sneered, his palm shook, and his long sword cut open the person's palm, half of his head was cut off, and white brain was covered with the ground.

"Looking!" Zhang Bairen sneered, and a long sword in his hand destroyed all things. Looking at the net falling from the sky, Zhang Bairen shook his palm, and the sword energy cut through the void. The net was instantly split. The sword energy was invincible and everything was broken. The monk behind the net also turned into two halves and fell to the ground.

"I'll meet you!" The sky kept buzzing, and four strange circles were brought towards Zhang Bairen's limbs, trying to hold his limbs firmly.

Zhang Bairen sneered, cut the sword in his hand, and screamed with a scream. The treasure that blew blood on the mouth and the soul was destroyed and suffered severe damage in an instant, not far from the soul scattered.

"Grandmaster! We have never had any grudges with you, why did you plan to wait here!" A monk's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and the sky, thunder and earth fire rose up, filling the entire temple.

Now that death is coming, who can still care about the treasures present?

"Don't fight, everyone! Don't fight, it's not the Grand Commander's plan..." On the one hand, Chunguijun was anxious. Seeing the blood on the ground being absorbed by the mountains, he suddenly realized something was wrong.

"Isn't the Grand Commander's plan? You thief and the Grand Commander are in the same group. Since that's the case, then you go and die!" A Taoist heard Chun Guijun's shouting, threw out the jade talisman in his hand, turning into a world of wind and fire, hoping to refine Chun Guijun to death.

"Bastard, dare to fight with me!" Chunguijun's face turned blue with anger, but he had to stop. The branches in his hand cut through the illusion, and he dared not really kill the Taoist.

Others don’t know, but they know that the real big crisis is at their feet, and the more the killing crisis, the greater the crisis.

"Stop it all!"

Shebizi suddenly roared, suppressing the sound of the fight in the field. The sound seemed to be fascinating, with a strange magic power.

After hearing this voice, everyone was indifferent to their hands for some reason, and the anger in their eyes subsided.

"Puchi!" Zhang Bairen's divine sword killed a true man of Yang Shen. In an instant, the sword returned to the sheath and stopped and stood aside.

"Who are you!" A Taoist looked at Shebi's corpse.

"I am the great elder of the Southern Ghost Cult. I'm afraid you've mistakenly blamed the Grand Governor. This place was not designed by the governor, but you can't stand the temptation and want to get a share of the pie! You are thinking about sharing the benefits, but you don't want to take risks. Where is such a good thing?" Shebizi scolded angrily.

These words immediately made everyone blush. Greed is human nature, but being exposed nakedly makes people look ugly.

"You dare to point fingers at the left-wing road in the southern border, and you will not be afraid that I will destroy your southern border road in the southern border!" Some Taoist looked disdainful.

Shebi's corpse was irritated, and his eyes were filled with anger: "The Stone Man King, the ancestor of the Naishi tribe, was suppressed here. This person has powerful magical power and boundless magical powers. Now it seems that this person has been suppressed for thousands of years and has not died. If you continue to kill, you will only fuck you from the inside. How can you deal with the great disaster in the future? If the Stone Man King wakes up, what should I do?"

"Zhang Bairen, you are not as good as a pig or dog. You dare to kill your grandfather. I must expose your unkind and unrighteous deeds to the world, so that you, a despicable guy, cannot tolerate the world!" Shebizi said, and an old ancestor of Yang Shen pointed at Zhang Bairen's nose and cursed, his eyes full of anger.

Zhang Bairen had a cold face, but he just silently refined the stone sword in his hand, but his heart became more and more strange.

If we talk about swordsmanship, Zhang Bairen said second, who dares to say first?

Since climbing the mountain and seeing this stone sword for the first time, Zhang Bairen noticed something was wrong with the stone sword!

It was indeed wrong. Shi Jian was alive! Shi Jian actually came alive.

Moreover, under the baking of the sun god fire that he scattered out, ordinary iron stones had long melted, but this stone sword kept twisting and struggling like a catfish, trying to break free from Zhang Bairen's shackles.

"How strange!" Looking at the Shi Jian, Zhang Bairen showed surprise in his heart.

"By the way, where is Wu Bufan?" Zhang Bairen glanced at the heroes in the scene, and a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes.

Now that people are rolling on the mountain, there is chaos, Zhang Bairen has actually lost Wu Bufan's traces.

"Grandmaster, why do you harm me? I mean you have no grievances or grudges, and you won't stop your great cause. Why did you design me like this?" Someone said with grief and anger.

Zhang Bairen just stood there quietly, refining the sword in his hand without saying a word.

"Don't argue, now we are trying to overcome the difficulties and go down the mountain safely, rather than just doing this internal friction and dying in the mountains in vain." Chun Guijun spoke, which made everyone's hearts tight.

Yes, how to go down the mountain is the most important.

“How to go down the mountain?”

Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, their eyes were full of helplessness. If there was a way to go down the mountain, would everyone still have to make a fuss with Zhang Bairen? Everyone had already run down.

"This stone sword turned into a ten-sided formation, blocking the nine heavens and ten earths, no one can escape!" A real person from Lingbao's Yang Shen swept over the approaching sword formation and then looked at Zhang Bairen.

"Only the Grand Commander has infinite magic power and great powers. Not only can he compete with the sword formation, but he also has magical techniques like Qiankun. As long as the Grand Commander is willing to save us from going down the mountain, our crisis will naturally be resolved!" The Taoist smiled and looked at Zhang Bairen: "Governor, now the North and South Heavenly Master Dao, the Six Sects of Heaven, and various famous mountains and blessed lands, countless caves, are all gathered here, waiting for the Grand Commander to rescue me. If the Grand Commander can save me, we will definitely repay you in every way in the future. If the Supervisor refuses, our sects will inevitably unite to find the Supervisor to argue."

"Oh?" Zhang Bairen swept through the monks, warriors, and real people of the soul. There were 40 or 50 people in all sizes. He did gather countless monks from the Taoist temples of all sizes.

Compared with warriors, there are more people who practice Taoism. As long as you follow the steps and obtain the Dharma, you will achieve the primordial spirit, which is the Yang God mentioned above.

If these forty or fifty people are killed, it will be a problem. And they have to deal with unknown crises. These people may not be able to make things happen, but they are enough to be bad.

"Well, since I am working together, I will be very compassionate and wait for you. As long as you hand over the treasures you have for personnel, it will be fine if I save you!" Zhang Bairen was not anxious and looked like a spring breeze.

"You are taking advantage of the situation to rob! When the soul of our soul comes out of our body, all the treasures we carry are all of our own things. How can we give them to you?" A Taoist was so angry that his face turned red and his fingers trembled at Zhang Bairen and cursed.
Chapter completed!