The wind whispers, the bamboo forest sways, like a warm and serene blue sea.

  But just before this breathtaking scene.

  However, there were three corpses lying there, with sharp bamboo sticks inserted all over their tattered and worn-out skin sacks.

  It's empty inside, as if the Taoist infant has been taken away by someone.

  A majestic master of the Hunyuan sect actually died under what seemed like ordinary green bamboo, it's simply absurd.

  Zhang Mingyang stood with his hands behind his back, his black and white long gown fluttering slightly.

  But his face no longer had the smile it had when he was outside.

  A pair of eyes with a gloomy gaze, making others shiver without being cold.

  The Xuan Guang Dong Men disciple standing beside him saw the look on his master's face and, in his fright, could only vent his anger at others: "A bunch of trash! I gave you the route map, but until now there has been no progress whatsoever. What have you all been eating?"

  In front of the bamboo forest, two mixed-yuan masters held jade tablets, their eyes crimson.

  What a roadmap! More than 70 different variations, all of which are purely speculative, what's the point of this?!

  The three of them had previously tried out more than twenty wrong routes.

  And for the two of them to survive, they had to find a way out from the remaining routes that might not even exist.

  But can only go in, cannot come out.

  There may still be a way out in the bamboo forest ahead, but retreating will surely lead to certain death.

  A high-ranking cultivator with an unbridled and fearless divine aura, far more terrifying than this bamboo forest.

  "What about Chen Zhong? Why hasn't he come over yet?"

  Zhang Mingyang finally spoke up, his voice cold as a dark ice.

  He had had enough of this bunch of useless people, not only were their attainments quite low, but they also had no experience in breaking through formations, completely wasting his time.

  Compared with the already well-trained Da Qian Zong Shi, it's simply disappointing to the extreme.

  "Master uncle, he probably hid."

  Xuan Guang Dongmen said in a low voice: "Deserting in the face of battle, after going out, he must be taught a lesson."

  "Do you still need to teach me?"

  Zhang Mingyang glanced at him, and the disciple hastily lowered his head: "The disciple dares not!"

  Although they are from the same sect, there is no affection between the Realm of Nirvana and the Realm of Chaos, for the other party has already thoroughly transcended their mortal flesh and become a divine being born of heaven and earth.

  In his eyes, there may be no difference between himself and other mixed-yuan masters.

  "Damn thing."

  Zhang Mingyang glanced back, and his eyes added a few points of murderous intent.

  At this time.

  Those two Mixed Yuan Sect Masters discovered his astral projection outside the heavens, exchanged a glance with each other, and their eyes surged with determination.

  It's better to try and escape now than be forced to give up your life.

  Each walks their own path, life and death are determined by fate.

  No words needed.

  In an instant, the two of them burst into a brilliant light and fled in opposite directions, one towards the south and the other towards the north!

  Their cultivation is low compared to Xuanguang Cave.

  Placed outside, the two initial boundaries of Hunyuan are enough to be called a strong man who can shock and awe one side. At this moment, he is fleeing with all his might, and in the blink of an eye, he disappears without a trace.

  "Huh?"

  Xuanguang Dongmen's eyes widened slightly in surprise, and then a hint of mockery appeared at the bottom of his eyes.

  Running away in front of a Xian Tian cultivator?

  Are you scared silly?

  As expected, Zhang Mingyang didn't even lift an eyebrow, merely waving his sleeve slightly, and the atmosphere of heaven and earth suddenly became violent.

  The next moment, two figures were almost simultaneously smashed back.

  The wounds on his body were all different, but the exposed Tao fetus was already covered with cracks.

  The light in both of their eyes quickly faded, and it seemed they were about to lose their lives.

  "This..."

  That disciple didn't know why his master had suddenly become so ruthless, but he still flattered and said: "No wonder you're Master Zhang, your cultivation has made great progress..."

  Zhang Mingyang's face turned cold, he slowly lowered his palm and glanced at him: "Shut up."

  This is not his handwriting.

  As if verifying his words, in an instant, two figures appeared from the front and back without haste or delay.

  As soon as they saw the newcomer's appearance, the disciples immediately fell silent, and their backs were already soaked with cold sweat.

  In the distant woods.

  The young man in black robes stood with his hands hanging down, and a hint of strangeness flashed across his clear eyes.

  Behind him, A'qing grasped Zhang Pan's palm and trembled: "This is..."

  He hadn't finished speaking when Chen Zhong beside him was already waving his hand vigorously!

  Signifying to the other party not to speak.

  The old man forcibly suppressed the turmoil in his heart and struggled to maintain calmness.

  He was the Grand Inspector of the Daqian, and had fought against countless demons with Xuanguang Cave, but the snow-white figure in front of him still made his heart beat faster.

  Apart from its snow-white plumage, it looks like an ordinary crane.

  Less than one meter high.

  Two slender long legs walked elegantly closer, yet caused Zhang Mingyang across from them to subconsciously take a half step back.

  In comparison, the sturdy wild boar demon on the other side also seemed somewhat unimpressive.

  "The Forty-Second Cave, White Feather Demon Emperor."

  Chen Zhong used the secret method of transmitting sound, and immediately looked at Shen Yi.

  Qian Yao Ku is the undisputed overlord of this land, resisting the forces of Wu Tong Shan, Xuan Guang Dong and Da Qian Wu Miao, and still has the upper hand.

  The White Feather Demon Emperor was ranked forty-second among them.

  Those who have already stood at the top of the strong.

  A Qing hastily went to flip through the storage treasure, and then took out three goose egg-like objects, on which were engraved mysterious and profound arrays.

  He stuffed things into the hands of two people.

  "Can the people of Xuanguang Cave defeat this demon emperor?"

  This goose egg stone seems similar to silver bell, but there is no breath fluctuation.

  "What's wrong with the enemy..."

  Chen Zhong couldn't help but glance at A Qing, wondering when the Xu family had produced such a naive junior.

  Every time he takes out something, as long as someone with a bit of insight sees it, they can recognize his background at a glance.

  This big dry thing is still okay.

  That proud senior in front, who knows what kind of person he is, if you have a little bit of doubt, the Xu family will suffer a great loss!

  He sighed: "Zhang Mingyang is strong, but in the realm of Huashen, he can't be considered top-notch. At least he's half a level worse than Bai Yu Yao Huang. If he can escape with his life, that's already good."

  It's just as I expected.

  Qianya Cave came here for Xuan Guang Dong this time.

  "Senior, you go first!"

  Although he didn't dare offend Shen Yi, things had come to this point and he couldn't help but speak up to remind him.

  "Take another look."

  Shen Yi gazed quietly ahead.

  As soon as this was said, both of them were shocked and their faces changed color.

  Is this also something worth watching?

  A few words later, Bai He had already walked in front of Zhang Mingyang.

  It was leisurely from head to toe.

  But Zhang Mingyang didn't have the slightest intention of turning around and escaping, his facial expression was almost the same as that of the two Hunyuan Sect masters before.

  Turning back means losing the initiative.

  To lose the initiative is to fall here.

  "Are you surprised to see Ben Wong?"

  The White Feather Demon Emperor finally stood still, with a hint of laughter in his voice: "Is it delicious?"

  "What?" Zhang Mingyang looked over coldly.

  "I'm asking you, are the several demon kings under Ben Huang's command delicious and palatable?" White Feather Demon Emperor flapped her wings.

  "I don't know what you're talking about."

  Zhang Mingyang slightly lowered his eyes: "I went to the Eight Directions Food Building, didn't eat anything... If you're talking about Nie Jun, I was on the third floor, he was on the ninth floor, and we haven't met. If you want to avenge your brother, you should go find him."

  (End of chapter)