At the foot of the Tianshan Mountains, in the Seven Quarter Valley, Seven Quarter Villa.

It has been half a month since Zhang Chu returned from the Holy Volcano. He has been very busy these days, and he has sent several letters to Feiying near Tianshan Mountain.

They were all sent to Yunnan, Guizhou, Snowland and Yanjing.

In the past few months, both the righteous and the evil sides have been in Huainan, and the open and secret struggles in Xiaoxiang have almost brought in the Five Elements Sect, Wandu Sect and Seven Jue Sect.

The branches of the Seven Quarter Gate in Guanzhong, Sichuan, and Yunnan and Guizhou have all retreated, and they obviously do not intend to fight against the righteous.

Mrs. Tong Tang, a witch in Miaojiang, asked several letters of Zhang Chu, took into account her old relationship with Zhang Moye and came forward.

She gathered the remaining defeated generals of the Demon Cult, and was also at the forefront.

With the power of witchcraft, the decent people who were ready to chase and die in the north could also be regarded as giving some respite to other demon sects.

The people in the Demon Cult are obviously very depressed when they are beaten by the decent.

In recent days, the connection between several sect leaders has become increasingly close.

In the past few days, they have made some bold plans, intending to take advantage of the decent state to concentrate all their power in Xiaoxiang and create a big wave in other places.

Teach these decent people a lesson.

However, no matter how good the planning is, it takes time and the strength of heroes.

It’s easy to talk about the Five Elements Sect and the Wandu Sect. Qu Xie suffered a great loss in Suzhou and had no face. It was the time when he wanted to take revenge and regain his majesty.

The junior brother of the old man Wandu was killed by the righteous man in Xiaoxiang, and the old man Wandu was also full of anger.

As soon as Zhang Chu invited, the two demon kings agreed. The one who is in a difficult position now is Yanjing.

The leader of Tongwu Sect was happy that he did not reply for a long time, which made Zhang Chu a little confused.

On this day, in the Qijue Villa, Zhang Chu put down the letter in his hand, and a trace of determination flashed through his strange pupils.

The Tongwu Sect didn't know what was going on, so she didn't answer for a long time, and she didn't even send a reply letter, making it as if she was happy that she suddenly disappeared.

But I can no longer wait.

If he wants to convince everyone in the entire Demon Cult to convince him and be willing to follow him, he must show his abilities.

This time the Demon Cult was suppressed by the righteous, although it was a crisis.

But it also contains great opportunities.

He stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the foot of the Tianshan Mountain where clouds gathered in the distance. Under this snow-capped mountain, the atmosphere was naturally not much higher. When Zhang Chu breathed, there was a clear white fog.

Zhang Chu stroked the bandage wrapped in his hand and thought to himself:

"When I was a child, my father often taught me that if I want to do big things, I must be bold and careful.

The difference between mediocre talent and genius is whether you can find the opportunities hidden in everything. Now is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"

Zhang Chu narrowed his eyes and said softly:

"The world is going on, the world is going on, haha, joke!

In the affairs of the world, if you have me and I have you, how can you look at it separately?

It seems that I have to go to Yanjing in person.

However, it is a dilemma to seize the time for the matters in the Holy Fire Cult."

Zhang Chu thought about it carefully and found that no effective personnel in each department must be transferred at this time. He still has to stay in Guanzhong to go to the front line of Yunnan and Guizhou to attract and disperse the energy of the decent knights.

Before the plan is truly implemented, there must be more noise.

But after thinking about it, he had no capable man in his hands who could act any more. He originally had a good job, but unfortunately, Kutuo also died in Suzhou City.

I still die at the hands of my brother who has always been wandering and inexpensive.

"Zhang Lan"

Zhang Chu let out a long sigh. His younger brother, this time, really made him feel nervous.

"Go and invite Elder Beihan to come and summon 300 elite troops from the sect."

Zhang Chu stood outside the secret place and said to his confidant who was guarding outside the study:

"Follow me to Yanjing in a few days."

"Affect the order."

The confidant left immediately outside the door.

Soon, Yang Beihan, the elder of the Qijue Sect, came to Zhang Chu's study staggeringly.

This guy looks about fifties and is an elder in the Seven Quarter Sect.

But his figure is much smaller than Zhang Chu, just like a 14 or 15-year-old boy, who seems to suffer from dwarfism.

His face is also a bit ugly, like a pointed mouth and monkey cheeks.

He had a messy hair, gray and white, and had a look of no magnitude. There was a black wine gourd hanging around his waist.

It seemed that I had drunk some at this time, and I was a little drunk.

"See the sect master, the sect master Wan'an."

This monkey-like old man bowed his hand in a pretentious manner, and said in a lengthened voice, as if it was sarcastic.

But anyone who knows Yang Beihan knows that this guy speaks like this.

He is born with a bit sarcastic.

Having lived to this point and not being beaten to death yet, it means this guy is very good.

Zhang Chu didn't care. He sat behind the desk, waved his hand, and said:

"Uncle Beihan, you have followed my father's old man. My father trusted you very much back then, and I have regarded you as an elder since I was a child.

In the past, when I went out to do things, Uncle Beihan always supervised the affairs of the sect, and I was the person I trust the most among the Seven Quarter Sects.

I haven't forgotten that my Greedy Wolf Sword Technique was taught by Uncle Bei Han.

You are my master."

"I am happy to be trusted by the sect leader, but even if the old man calls himself the sect leader, he will be happy.

The sect leader has amazing talent. Even without me, the sect leader can master the unique skills left by the old sect leader."

Yang Beihan smiled, just like a monkey laughing loudly at night.

He has indeed followed Zhang Moye.

Yang Beihan was bullied since childhood because of his misbehavior, and he worked hard to do something. Because he was doing things properly, Zhang Moye was also looked at by him and taught other secret techniques.

He is also a talented and lucky person.

"Uncle Beihan, I'm going to Yanjing and my entourage, but you don't have to go with me. I have other important things to leave to you."

Zhang Chu's alien pupils looked at the short elder in front of him.

He emphasized and said:

"I know Uncle Bei Han is close to my lifeless brother, and you also regard him as a parent-child junior.

Now that the lifeless sword technique is progressing rapidly, it is time to go to the world outside the Great Snow Mountains and have a good time to take a look.

But he was simple-minded and went out alone, so I was worried, so I wanted Uncle Beihan to take his life to travel around the world, challenge the masters, and break through the sword technique.

It just so happened that the Holy Fire Cult is in trouble, and I want to help one or two.

So I asked Uncle Beihan to take Wuming to help. Is Uncle Beihan willing?"

Seeing Zhang Chu asking, the five short-sized elders had no hesitation. He leaned over to Zhang Chu very alone and said:

"Then I will do this. It's just the sect leader. I'm sorry, the Holy Fire Sect is not a good person. Do you need to provide assistance with your heart when you go on this trip?

Or do you have to follow the trend?”

“Just follow the trend.”

Zhang Chu looked at Yang Beihan, and he said with his hands in his arms:

"Even if the plan fails, it doesn't matter, I have a backup plan.

Uncle Beihan, wait in the sect, and I will take my brother Wuming out of the Blood Demon Cave."

After a stick of incense, Zhang Chu personally arrived at the rear of the villa.

Below the foot of this Daxue Mountain, there is a secret place of the Seven Quarter Gate. On the way to it, there are elites of the Seven Quarter Gate guarding them everywhere.

Seeing the sect leader walking, the elites bowed over and saluted.

Zhang Chu didn't even look at them, so he stood on tiptoe and rushed into the mountain stream in front of him.

When you enter this natural cave, a pungent smell of blood comes to your face, which is thick and gloomy, making people tremble and feel uncomfortable, as if you accidentally enter some evil place.

But Zhang Chu didn't care.

He walked into the cave, and the more he walked, the more he became more and more strange blood.

At the end of this dark cave, there is a circular area of ​​ten feet in a radius. It is a little dim and there is no candlelight, but there is a pool below the cave.

There was a tumbling red liquid inside.

Blood.

The entire pool, which was three feet down, was filled with blood.

Those dark halos floated in this cave, like evil waves, making people's scalp numb.

In the middle of the blood pool, on the strange stone platform like a bone, there was a magic sword.

The magic sword was placed horizontally on two blood-colored jade stones, just like having its own life, swallowing and spitting out a dark red halo, just like breathing.
To be continued...