Tiger originally wanted to persuade Zhang Yuanyi some more, but seeing the other party's serious look, some words finally stopped there.

Zhang Yuan was very happy when he saw the other party's worried look on his face. He said: "Senior Tiger, you don't have to worry about me so much. I have many methods that I haven't shown. If I just rely on this law, I will die."

, I’m afraid there’s no point in me going in.”

"So, don't worry, if anything goes wrong, I will leave and evacuate."

Tiger hesitated to speak, and finally shook his head, "Then... well, don't force yourself when the time comes."

Zhang Yuanyi nodded seriously.

Time passed, and everyone stood here for a few more hours. When noon came, the scorching sun was in the sky, making the huge pyramid in the place of exile shine brighter and brighter. Long Zun said in a deep voice: "The time is ripe, everyone forms an array!

"

Following Long Zun's order, not only the members of the Black Flood Dragon Clan, but also everyone who came here this time stood up in an orderly manner.

Everyone surrounded the huge pyramid, occupying five positions. Above these five positions were Long Zun, the leader of the Black Dragon Clan, Shui Wuhen, the leader of the Anaconda Clan, Qing Chenhai, the leader of the Qingluan Clan, and Stone Monkey.

Shi Potian, the leader of the clan, and Tiger, the leader of the White Tiger clan.

In the hands of these five clan leaders, a thick golden spell shot out, like five thunder whips from the Thunder Department, gathering at the top of the pyramid.

"Open!" everyone shouted in unison!

Above the pyramid's sky, behind the thick clouds, a thunder as big as a mountain crashed down!

"Bang!" This thunder hit the top of the pyramid with great accuracy. The entire pyramid shook violently, and wisps of golden smoke began to disperse, like gold powder, flying all over the sky!

After the pyramid protective formation dispersed, there turned out to be a huge abyss-like teleportation formation. Tiger shouted anxiously: "The formation can only support fifteen breaths. Take advantage of this opportunity and hurry in!"

Following Tiger's order, Zhang Yuan and others rushed into the teleportation array.

After everyone entered, Tiger also rushed in.

In the land of Longyuan, in the dense jungle, groups of guards from the black dragon clan are patrolling here. They are preparing to enter the land of exile. At this moment, other guys must not be allowed to break in without permission, lest they destroy the land.

There are good things about adults inside.

"Rust!" A guard from the Black Dragon Clan was walking in the jungle to check, when suddenly an inaudible sound sounded from his side.

"Who!?" Just when the guard of the black dragon clan was about to report the news, a pale light flashed past. He didn't even feel the pain. His head had separated from his body and circled dozens of times in the air.

, rolled to the ground.

In the jungle, a voice sounded, "Wu Shang, don't waste time here, the formation has already begun to be set up inside, time is running out!"

"Rust, rustle!" Voices flashed past, leaving messy afterimages.

In the territory of the Anaconda clan's formation, the clan leader came out, and all the Anaconda clan members had entered the place of exile. Shui Wuhen glanced at Yi Ping and said, "Where is the person we agreed to?"

Yiping glanced into the deep forest and suddenly smiled: "Isn't this already here?"

As soon as he finished speaking, three men in robes appeared next to Shui Wuhen.

If anyone were here at this moment, they would definitely be shocked by the auras displayed by these three people, because without exception, these guys are all Qianyuan realm monks.

In this way, the current Anaconda clan suddenly has five Qianyuan realm monks. With such strength, who can

Not afraid enough.

Shui Wuhen saw everyone and said, "We'll talk about some things later. Time is running out now, so let's talk after we get in first."

Everyone didn't hesitate and stepped into the teleportation array one after another.

Shui Wuhen looked back at the Hundred Thousand Mountains, with a wicked smile on his lips, "When I come back, these Hundred Thousand Mountains will be mine."

After saying that, he also entered the teleportation array.

The Anaconda Clan, or Shui Wuhen, had been planning for so long just for one day like this. Now that the opportunity was right in front of him, how could he not be excited? How could he not be excited?

In the place of exile, it is like a paradise. Who can imagine that this place of exile is not just a place left by a large sect, but there is also a behemoth country named Ningyang.

country.

In Ningyang Kingdom, in Ningyang Palace, a man who is no more than the size of a middle-aged man, but has long white hair and is blind, is standing on a high platform at the moment.

This man is holding a compass in his hand, and beneath his feet is a Five Elements and Bagua diagram that cost a lot of money to create.

A eunuch wearing a scarlet python suit, with a sad face and a serious expression, looked at the man and finally couldn't help but ask: "Master Imperial Master, how is the current situation?"

The Imperial Master's eyes, which were originally full of white pupils, suddenly glowed with a golden light. He spun on the spot and said with horror in his voice: "The spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the Five Elements position is all disordered, and the Ningyang Kingdom is in imminent disaster!"

After he finished speaking, as if he had revealed some heavenly secret, a mouthful of rich blood vomited out from his mouth, and he fell into a coma.

The high-ranking eunuch in charge looked at the Ningyang Imperial Preceptor who had never been so frightened. He finally said in a deep voice: "Come here, take the Imperial Preceptor down and take good care of him. I need to report this matter to His Majesty the Emperor.

"

The steward, Zhu Hong, flicked his sleeves and strode toward the palace.

In a remote village in Ningyang Country, a woodcutter was wearing a pair of rough straw sandals and carrying a bundle of firewood that was much larger than his body. He had just returned from the forest and was walking staggeringly along the path.

superior.

At this moment, several young people came forward. Looking at the careless walking style, swaying left and right, they looked like the kind of young people in the village who were not doing their jobs properly.

Sure enough, the leader, a young man in simple clothes, saw the woodcutter and joked: "Hey, isn't this Wang Mazi? Why, he went to the mountain to chop firewood again because he had no place to use his strength?"

In fact, this woodcutter is not called Zhang Mazi, but there are some small black pockmarks scattered on the tip of his nose. The young man deliberately exaggerated, and he has been called Zhang Mazi until now.

It stands to reason that ordinary people would not be able to bear being insulted by name, but this person showed no intention of resisting, as if he had long been used to it.

Zhang Dazi, who has been teased all the time, is probably the only one who still remembers his real name.

Next to the young man, another person said: "Isn't that right? This guy is at least forty years old. He is still an old bachelor at such an old age. There is no place to vent tonight. I don't have all the strength to chop on the mountain."

Firewood, isn’t it a waste?”

The woodcutter shook his body a little, raised the firewood on his body a little, and said softly: "Guys, please step aside, I'm in a hurry."

The trail was not that big to begin with, and it could barely accommodate three or four people. In addition, the woodcutter was carrying a lot of firewood on his back, and the trail seemed even narrower.

The young man seemed to want to go against him, and said with a smile: "Oh, you didn't tell me earlier, this place is so small, and you are alone. It stands to reason that there are fewer people and more people.

Seeing how inconvenient you are, I think you should let us help you to make it easier for you, a busy person who is in a hurry."

After saying that, several young people looked at each other and said with a smile: "Let's do it, hehe."

Several people walked up to the woodcutter, and when the woodcutter was not paying attention, they pounced on his firewood. The young man pulled the rope that bound the firewood and laughed: "If you throw away the firewood, everything will be easier, haha."

Ha ha!"

The rope was torn off, and a lot of firewood crackled and scattered on the ground.

If he were an ordinary person, he would definitely be angry and annoyed at this moment, but the woodcutter acted as if nothing had happened. He just squatted down and slowly picked up the firewood bit by bit.

The young man at the head became even more angry when he saw that this guy was still not angry at this moment. He was obviously so bad, but the other party was completely unmoved. What kind of thing was this?

When he saw the woodcutter picking up firewood, he ran over very quickly with quick eyesight and quick hands, and stepped hard on the woodcutter's hand that was placing the firewood!

The young man's eyes were fierce and he said arrogantly: "You are a foreigner who doesn't know where you come from, and you don't have anyone close to you in the village. Why do you behave in front of me like a foreigner who takes fame and fortune lightly?

Are you worthy?!"

This Zhang Mazi came to this village more than ten years ago and has always been alone. Everyone in their group knew that this guy didn't have any close connections, so they dared to join forces to bully him.

As he spoke, he moved his feet vigorously. The woodcutter's face was painful and ferocious, and there was a slight groan between his teeth.

The young man shouted: "If you know it hurts, just beg me for mercy. As long as you beg for mercy, I will let you go, otherwise you will never want this hand again!"

At this moment, the woodcutter suddenly turned his head and looked behind him. His eyes, which had always been hazy, seemed to suddenly become clear, and he could travel through thousands of years in one glance.

The young man saw that this man ignored him completely and was still distracted at this moment. He became even more angry and angry. He roared: "Damn it, did you hear what I said?"

He was so angry that he raised his leg and kicked the woodcutter!

"Bang!" But just when the kick was about to hit the woodcutter's face, the woodcutter stretched out a hand and firmly grasped the woodcutter's foot.

This kind of strength is simply beyond the reach of normal people, and no matter how hard the young man struggles, it will be of no avail.

The woodcutter stood up slowly, as if grabbing a frail chicken, and stood upside down.

The woodcutter, who had always had a weak personality, looked fierce at this moment and said: "Hahahaha! I have been silent for so many years, and I thought I would never have the chance to come out. I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it!"

His laughter was terrifying, making everyone shudder and feel terrified.

The young man who was caught was frightened at this moment, but he still had the courage to say: "Zhang...Zhang Dazi, you are crazy, put me down quickly, otherwise you will be able to look good!"

The woodcutter glanced down at the other person and said with a smile: "First of all, my name is not Zhang Dazi. My real name is Zhang Sanyong. Secondly, you have no chance to make me look good. You will all die here."

Zhang Sanyong thought, and before everyone present could even react, they all turned into powder under a burst of powerful pressure.

Zhang Sanyong blew lightly, clapped his hands, looked in the direction he saw before, and said: "This is a scene that has never happened in thousands of years. Let me go and see what happened, hahahahaha."

In a Taoist temple in a mountain forest, a Taoist priest wearing plain robes was sitting on a futon meditating. He opened his eyes slightly, sighed and said: "What should have come has come.
Chapter completed!