Yan Wuyang, Zhang Xinyu and Jiang Yurou returned to the mountains of the "Daochang" and saw her leaving Huangquan Road safely. A complex look flashed on the faces of many disciples in the Taoist temple.

"How do you fight for the inheritance of the ghost immortal?" Zhang Xinyu asked.

"Get lots!"

Yan Wuyang looked at the old man on the other side of the ring and said, "How to compare the specific things? The uncle in the Taoist temple has not said it yet, but it requires three people in a group."

After listening to Yan Wuyang's words, Zhang Xinyu suddenly realized that Zhang Song probably took the initiative to send her and Jiang Yurou up the mountain. Unfortunately, he did not expect that he and Jiang Yurou would have something to do with Yan Wuyang.

"Tsk tsk! Isn't this Junior Sister Wuyang? Having a good master as a backer is indeed extraordinary! Even a mess that caused such a big mess on the road to the Yellow Springs can be saved. I admire him." Zhang Song, who had already won over two sirens as allies, walked over and looked at Yan Wuyang with a smile.

"Senior Brother Zhang, my business has nothing to do with you!" Yan Wuyang said coldly.

"How could it be irrelevant?" Zhang Song glanced at Zhang Xinyu and smiled faintly: "I offended Uncle Yue. With his vengeful personality, you may not have any good life in the future. Of course, it would be fine with Uncle Xu now, but..."

"But what?" Zhang Xinyu raised her eyelids and asked.

"Hey... I heard that Master Xu's body doesn't seem to be very tough. Once there is something wrong with it, Junior Sister is in our Ghost Immortal Temple. If she has no backer, Master Yue can kill you with one hand!" Zhang Song said with a smile.

"snort!"

When he heard Zhang Song and mentioned Xu Xingyue's physical condition, Yan Wuyang's face became ugly, and he said, "Zhang Song, just say whatever you have! No need to go around in circles."

"Okay... Junior Sister Yan is really quick to speak." Zhang Song smiled heartily and said, "How about we make a deal? As long as you withdraw from the competition, when I get the inheritance of the ghost immortal, I will leave it to me to help you settle the matter of Uncle Yue. How about it?"

"you?"

A sneer flashed across Yan Wuyang's pretty face. Although she had not been in the Ghost Fairy Temple for a long time, she was familiar with these so-called true disciples. People like Zhang Song have always been best at cheating.

"Senior Brother Zhang, you should have promised other senior brothers and sisters too!" Yan Wuyang sneered.

Swish!

Thinking of the other people's rejection and sarcasm, Zhang Song's face darkened, he looked at Yan Wuyang coldly and said, "Junior Sister Yan, what do you mean?"

"Nothing." Yan Wuyang shook his head and said, "Just like other senior brothers and senior sisters, Senior Brother Zhang wants the inheritance of the ghost immortal, so he can rely on his own ability!" After that, he left here with Zhang Xinyu and Jiang Yurou.

"Bitch..."

Hearing Yan Wuyang's sarcasm, Zhang Song looked at her back and cursed inwardly, and the expression on his face became ferocious.

"Haha... Zhang Song, it seems that your prestige in the Ghost Immortal Dojo is not very good!" The sirens on the right hand smiled strangely and said, "That kid's soul is injured, and he still won't give you any face."

"snort!"

Zhang Song turned around and looked at the two sirens and smiled faintly: "I was just trying to save some trouble. Since she was not tactful, I can't blame me. Others have the strength to compete with me, Zhang Song. This Yan Wuyang is nothing more than relying on her master who is about to get into trouble. Don't blame me Zhang Song for being rude."

Hearing Zhang Song's cold words, the two sirens just smiled, looked at each other, and didn't speak.

"Zhang Song, underestimate them, you will suffer a loss." At this moment, Yue Shan brought two disciples over, looked at Zhang Song with a smile, and said, "There is a woman beside her, Zhang Xinyu from Wanbeast Palace, hey... you should know her strength!"

"Zhang Song has met Uncle Yue." Zhang Song looked at Yueshan and bowed, then sneered: "So what about Wan Beast Palace? Uncle Master, my allies are not a fuel-efficient lamp."

After hearing Zhang Song's words, Yue Shan glanced at the two sirens behind him and smiled faintly: "If you want to deal with Mr. Yan, I can help you."

Zhang Song was slightly stunned, smiled and waved his hand, and said, "Uncle Master, I have no grudges and sister Yan, what should I do to deal with her?"

"Okay, I'm too lazy to talk nonsense to you." Yue Shan curled the smile on his face and said directly: "I'll arrange for you to meet in the first round. As long as you kill Yan Wuyang, I promise you will be relaxed in the next few games, how about?"

Swish!

Hearing Yue Shan’s promise, Zhang Song’s eyelids also pounded wildly.

You should know that among these true disciples, there are both strong and weak. If they encounter powerful opponents from the beginning, the consequences will be unimaginable. If Yue Shan can really make such arrangements, it will definitely be a great thing for him.

"Uncle Yue, you are not talking about it fun to tease your nephew!" Zhang Song said with his eyes narrowed.

"Why, with your intelligence, can Uncle Master deceive you?" Yue Shan said with a smile.

"Then, is it a matter of one word?" Zhang Song said.

"Okay, remember, as long as you kill Yan Wuyang, the opponent behind will be the weakest," Yue Shan said, turning around and leaving here with his disciples, leaving Zhang Song with a happy look on his face.

Huangquan Road.

Yan Wuyang took the corpse-squeezing whip and after a fight, almost all the Yin corpses in Nirvana and Holy Body Realm escaped to the depths of the Yellow Spring Road, and even the other side flowers were not caring about.

Who knows if this woman will come again?

As soon as they left, they made many people from the sects cheap. Since the red shore flowers have become ownerless things, these sect disciples will naturally not be polite. They picked the red shore flowers and went to the mountains of the temple.

For a moment, the entire Huangquan Road became quiet.

Only the "Wushui River" is still flowing continuously, and at this moment, the Ruoshui River, which had not even had any waves, began to roll.

Bubbles as big as fists emerged from the bottom of the river.

No grass grows in Ruoshui River.

Not to mention living creatures, if people see this scene, they will probably be shocked. Unfortunately, there is no one around this Ruoshui River.

The bottom of the river.

The Ghost Emperor widened his eyes and looked at Chen Changsheng, who was shining with golden light on his body. Even the turtle soul crawled to its side.

A pair of mung bean eyes stared at Chen Changsheng for a moment before turning his head to look at the Ghost Emperor beside him, stretching out its two turtle claws, and constantly gestured.

The Ghost Emperor, who looked confused, looked for a long time before guessing: "You want to ask, what's wrong with that kid, why did the golden light come true?"

Turtle Soul nodded vigorously.

The Ghost Emperor clicked his mouth and said, "It should be that you have shaken the treasure body! Tsk tsk! I don't know which one this kid can condense!"
Chapter completed!