North border, Ping'an City.

He rushed into the city in a red robe, shouting everywhere like a madman: "Zhang Yuanyi! Zhang Yuanyi! Who is Zhang Yuanyi?"

At this time, the guards who defended the city quickly besieged and said, "Fellow Taoist, this place is not a place where you can go wild!"

The man in red robe had crazy eyes, "Do you know where Zhang Yuanyi is?"

The guard looked at each other and said seriously: "We don't know what Zhang Yuanyi, but if you still insist on going crazy, don't blame us for being rude!"

The man in red robe changed his expression and shouted: "Your mother, I don't know if I'm still wasting my time here! Get out of here!"

As he said that, he waved his sleeves and rolled up a strong wind on the spot. Even the guards who had their cultivation level in Huiyang realm could withstand the strong wind and be suffocated!

When the man in the red robe saw that no one answered him, he headed straight for the palace of Ping'an City and rushed all the way, like a crazy horse, wherever he passed, it was in a mess!

When he rushed to the palace, he saw a monk in white sitting quietly on the main seat and said with a smile: "Meng Ping, you shouldn't come here."

Meng Ping asked anxiously: "I'm here to find Zhang Yuanyi, do you know Zhang Yuanyi?"

Zhong Yi nodded gently, "Zhang Yuanyi is from my hometown, so he naturally knows, but I can't tell you where he went, at least not now."

A trace of sinister flashed in Meng Ping's eyes, and he said, "What do you mean!"

Zhong Yi shook his head, "I advise you not to use force, otherwise things will not be so easy to solve."

As the once famous judge of Feiyu Peak Fire, Meng Ping's personality is well known to everyone in the world, irritable, irritable, cruel and ruthless.

Looking at his current state, it is not impossible to say that he is about to explode.

However, Zhongyi is not a vegetarian. In Ping'an City, he has a natural advantage in heaven and earth, and Meng Ping cannot make any big waves.

Meng Ping clenched his fists, and the anger in his heart was like sparks sweeping across the vast plains, burning his reason, but he finally came down patiently and suppressed it and said, "Why?"

Zhong Yi was slightly surprised and did not expect that this guy could really endure it.

He said: "Zhang Daoling has already explained your situation. You also know that Zhang Daoling, the evil curse of Duan Yu, is the key to cracking. Zhang Daoling no longer exists now, so you can only find Zhang Daoling's disciples to find a solution. I have to say that your guess is correct."

"As Zhang Daoling's disciple, Zhang Yuanyi is also a situation he set up for you. Now he is the only one in the world who can help you unravel the evil curse."

Meng Ping was slightly surprised, but he suppressed his emotions and listened carefully to Zhong Yi's words.

"But! The time to unravel your evil curse is not now!"

Meng Ping was silent, but there was no way to do it?

After so many years, they have been locked in the Dragon Palace Water Prison for tens of thousands of years.

Zhang Daoling asked them to restore their freedom body, and under Zhang Daoling's instructions, he went to Qingcheng Mountain Tianshi Cave to restore the realm of the formless realm, and followed Qingcheng Mountain to the northern realm. When he heard that Zhang Daoling actually had a disciple, he couldn't imagine the excitement. In the end, so many things have been completed, can he still not be able to untie the spell?

Meng Ping was a little disappointed, but at least he still had a little hope. Zhang Yuanyi was indeed their only possibility now.

Zhong Yi said: "As Zhang Daoling's disciple, if Zhang Yuanyi has good fortune, then when he comes back, he will most likely be able to untie the evil curse for you. If his fortune is not good, you can only accept your fate."

The danger inside the ghost creature is very dangerous, who can guarantee that it will survive without any harm?

Meng Ping asked, "When will he come back? Where did he go again?"

Zhong Yi shook his head, "This matter is a secret. If you tell you, even if you can guarantee to keep the secret, the sea clan will definitely use this to divine it."

Regarding Zhang Yuanyi's whereabouts, the only thing that the whole world knows is Zhou Rushan and him. No matter how many people there are, it may no longer be a secret.

Zhong Yi continued, "As for when you will come back, just wait slowly. It will take a few years for good luck. If you are not lucky, you may never come back."

Meng Ping was shocked. He didn't expect that he would say so seriously. Where did Zhang Yuanyi go? It was so dangerous?

He quickly thought in his heart and verified several parts of his heart one by one. At this time, Zhong Yi interrupted all the thoughts in his brain and said, "I advise you not to continue thinking about it anymore, and you don't have to think about secretly taking Duan Yu to Zhang Yuanyi, because in Zhang Daoling's plan, you must kill one person in the North Realm in order to make up for your merits! Only in this way can you two unlock the spell."

Meng Ping suddenly looked up, but saw the white-clothed monk's golden eyes suddenly shining. He said seriously: "Maybe your opportunity has come, and the sea tribe has attacked the city."

Just as the two talked, thousands of sea water was stirred up outside the city, and millions of sea tribes attacked the city in large numbers!

The densely packed sea tribes like ants tides occupy all the places they can see with their naked eyes, just like the densely distributed chili peppers on hot pot, floating and shocking!

The old man in red robe stood at the top of the sea tide, beside him was a fat-headed and big-eared arhat. He said, "Take Zhang Yuanyi! You can all die!"

At this time, the monk in white with golden eyes stood at the top of the city, and his heart followed closely behind him.

Zhong Yi smiled and said, "You want to discuss Buddhism with me too?"

When he spoke, he was not looking at the old ancestor who spoke red, but the arhat beside the ancestor.

The Luohan patted his stomach, his bloated body trembled, and he laughed and said, "You are worthy of being a waste? You are so ungrateful! There may be a little possibility of handing over your ancestor."

Zhong Yi was not angry at all, and his face remained calm, saying, "I will not have such a quarrel with you. If you want Zhang Yuanyi, even if you attack the city, whoever can enter the city will be Zhang Yuanyi."

The old ancestor of red robe looked at the arhat beside him. The arhat narrowed his eyes and said, "Let him do what he said, we will let them suffer a little."

After saying that, the old man in red nodded and waved his hand, millions of monsters rushed to the city together!

Zhong Yi was calm and said, "Open the formation!"

Above Ping'an City, a huge golden formation was quickly activated. This large formation connected to part of the formation in the northern realm. Even if a cultivator in the Wuxiang Realm wants to break through, it is not that simple.

Boxing Xin held the sword in front of him and shouted: "Get out of the city! Kill the enemy!"

It is said that the complete individual turned into a ray of light and rushed into the beast tide. With this huge impact force alone, countless sea monsters died here, and a huge gap was smashed into the millions of beast tides, and it was just instantly made up for normalcy.

After the Heart-Binding Sword was drawn, thousands of figures rushed into the beast tide, and all kinds of methods were used.

Zhong Yi said to Meng Ping beside him: "Why, don't you try it? This is a rare opportunity."

There are two types of monks in the world. One is good at fighting against each other and has extremely strong killing power, while the other is like Meng Ping, who is Ruyi's water in group battles, with great effect.

Meng Ping looked at the battle situation in front of him and said, "Wait a minute, there are not enough people dying now."

He turned his head and asked, "Why don't you take action?"

Zhong Yi looked at the fat and big-eared Arhat and said worriedly: "If I take action first, this guy will take action. By then, it will not be as simple as millions of monsters siege the city. The situation in the palace will immediately become a battle between me and him, and the losses will definitely be greater."

Meng Ping shook his head, "Forget it, you have too many plans, I don't understand."

At this time, he looked at a team of thousands of people in the monster tide and said, "This army is interesting. It is not easy to maintain such a strong concentration in such a fierce monster tide."

Zhong Yi nodded and said, "This army is called Zhaojian Camp, the army Zhang Yuanyi took before leaving."

After Zhang Yuanyi left, Wang Teng began to expand the number of soldiers in the army as required in the letter. This was also one of the methods used by Zhang Yuanyi to balance the huge gap in strength between Wang Teng and the more than 100 sword camps.

In Zhang Yuanyi's letter, the newly recruited monks must also be at Qin's mood or above, which also ensures the basic strength of the sword camp.

Zhang Yuanyi also specially searched for secrets about formations, and finally selected dozens of military formations.

With the blessing of the formation, Wang Teng and others were finally able to perfectly get along with the sword camp.

The advance and retreat are orderly, and the formation is unpredictable. Such a large team of thousands of people, when outsiders drive, it seems like leading hundreds of people, flexible and maneuverable.

The sword camp at present is like a long spear, with the sharp tip of the spear. If one shot, it will be bloody and bloody. The entire beast tide army will be torn a huge hole, and the gun bar is extremely tough, and it can always withstand the attacks of waves of beast tides and provide a steady stream of support for the monks ahead.

In just a short quarter of an hour, hundreds of thousands of sea monks died under the blade on the entire battlefield. On the other hand, the human monks actually suffered a lot of losses, with nearly a thousand people dying in the bloody mouths of sea monks.

The Red-robed Ancestor looked at such a huge loss, and under the cloak where the human face was invisible, he didn't know what he was thinking.

The Luohan didn't care at all and said, "You can't take the power of the human race lightly, especially those who can come to the northern border. None of them is worry-free."

Of course what he said was that no one could make those subordinates worry-free.

But it doesn't matter. The human race continent is deeply rooted, and the number of places that want to send people to support is limited. The sea race is different. Most of them have long been fighting for a piece of land regardless of everything.

Luo Han asked inexplicably: "Jishan, how long has it been since you set foot on the mainland?"

The Red Painting Ancestor hesitated for a while and said, "I'm afraid it's been thousands of years."

The Luohan nodded and said, "Save your life on the battlefield. If you have a chance, Beiyan will be the place where our sea tribe will prosper."

The Red-robed Ancestor did not speak. In fact, it was really meaningless for him to set foot on land. What he pursued was not the acre of three parts of the land, but a supreme position, and cultivation was the goal he pursued.

I just heard that the luck on the mainland is amazing. He has been stuck in the first level of the Wuxiang Realm for thousands of years. I wonder if he has a chance to go to the next level.

At this time, Meng Ping, who was on the city tower, said: "It's almost done now, so I'm going to enter."

As he said that, he took a step forward, landed in the tide of beasts, and took the lead in charge of removing the heart-binding heart. Meng Ping was the second cultivator in Ping'an City without Formation.

Meng Ping suddenly pressed the sea with his palm, and a blood-colored array was drawn on the sea surface. The blood-colored array was like a huge spider web, storing all the monsters in it, and at the moment when everyone was not able to react at all.

The monsters that had been torn into pieces condensed blood and condensed into blood-colored monsters thousands of feet in size, and a total of five were condensed.

The blood-colored monsters were like the gods of the heavenly court. With every move, huge holes that were trampled on the sea surface were trampled into flesh mud. Countless sea beasts and monsters were trampled into flesh mud.

Even those sea clans with high cultivation turned into prototypes that had been thousands of feet tall and hit these blood-colored monsters, and they only seemed to smash a pool of flowing water. In a blink of an eye, they recovered as before.

What’s even more strange is that as more monsters were killed and more blood was condensed, the five blood-colored monsters became more solid and huge. In a blink of an eye, they became thousands of feet and climbed up to tens of thousands of feet!

The Red-robed Ancestor looked at the guy on the sea and said in surprise: "Blood Demon Ancestor! How could this guy be here? Isn't he dead?"

Tens of thousands of years ago, the Fire Judge of Feiyu Peak was missing for tens of thousands of years. Unexpectedly, he was still alive, and how could he start to help these guys?

The mainland expelled the sea clan and also excluded the Demon Cult from the island.

Logically speaking, these guys should have irreconcilable enemies with Feiyu Peak, so why does such a thing happen now?

Supreme Lu Fo narrowed his eyes, which were originally a line, and his heart moved slightly, "No wonder he looked so familiar before, it turned out to be him."

The Red-robed Ancestor was about to set off to compete with Meng Ping, but Supreme Lu Fo waved his hand and said, "Forget it, let's go and retreat. This guy is here. If you want to fight, it's not okay to rely on you as a formless realm."

It’s not that Ji Shan’s strength is not as strong as Meng Ping. After all, one of them has been immersed in the first level of the Wuxiang Realm for many years. Although the other reached the Wuxiang Realm tens of thousands of years ago, he was imprisoned for tens of thousands of years. Now that he really wants to fight, Meng Ping may not be able to occupy the limelight.
To be continued...