Seeing the reaction of the short and fat cultivator, both Mr. Tan couldn't help laughing...

Zhang Zhifeng was speechless, curled his lips, grabbed the elbow of the short cultivator and lifted him up, and asked viciously: "Why are you chasing them both?"

"I don't know, I don't know, I don't know anything." The short and fat cultivator shook his head desperately, and suddenly saw Tai Cang Duzun who had fallen aside and died. He immediately stretched out his finger and pointed at Tai Cang Duzun's body. He said in panic and anxiously, "It's him, he asked me to take action."

Yin Yun's face became very unnatural. If this short and fat cultivator was really invited by Tai Cang Duzun, and he didn't know the origin, then he had just killed Tai Cang Duzun, wouldn't he cut off the clue?

Zhang Zhifeng's hand reached in front of Yinyun's eyes: "Give it to me."

Yin Yun was slightly stunned, and immediately took out the red stone and handed it to Zhang Zhifeng.

Zhang Zhifeng reached out to take it, held it in his hand and felt it for a while, but it was still so ordinary. He frowned inadvertently and reached out to lift the short and fat cultivator closer.

"Do you know this? Hum?" Zhang Zhifeng stared, pinching the fishy red stone with a few fingers, firmly in front of the short and fat cultivator, and shouted.

The short and fat cultivator looked up and looked at it lightly, with a slightly curious expression on his face, but after looking at the stone, he was expressionless and said listlessly: "I don't know."

Both Zhang Zhifeng and Yinyun were a little disappointed. The cultivator's expression was true, and what he said seemed to be true - he really didn't know about this stone.

Zhang Zhifeng sighed lightly, his skills rushed into the short and fat cultivator's head, knocking him out, and was silent for a moment. Zhang Zhifeng asked the two of them: "Do you know the situation in Jiran City now?"

Mr. Tan shook his head: "We are entangled with these two people these days, and we don't know much about it. However, most of the places in the city are in a dilapidated scene, and the situation is not good."

Zhang Zhifeng said: "A mysterious lantern festival has appeared in Jiran City. There are many masters of the Holy Realm and several masters of the Heavenly Saints, which are very powerful! The eighteen top forces on Donoda 6 have also come to Jiran City and formed an alliance. Now, the strongest people of the Lantern Festival and the strongest people of the hidden sects in the eighteen directions are fighting in Jiran City. I guess if they fight until the end, Jiran City will be left with only a ruin."

Old Tan nodded, but a hint of shock flashed in his eyes. What are so many masters above the Holy Realm, what are they fighting for? Jiran City may be worthy of their attack, but it is not necessarily worthy of the masters of the Holy Realm. After all, masters of the Holy Realm already have an infinite life span. As long as people are alive, what can't be achieved?

It seemed that he had thought of something at the same time. Zhang Zhifeng and the other two had their eyes at the same time gathered on the seemingly ordinary red stone. There was no doubt that there was a huge secret hidden in the stone!

Although it seems ordinary, it was entrusted by Perfect Yan Fengzi before his death, so it must not be ordinary. It’s just that Zhang Zhifeng and the other three cannot find the secret for the time being.

"What do we do now?" Yin Yun asked. Originally, after he and Mr. Tan recovered their skills, they wanted to go to the edge of the Great Six, enter the ocean, and find the golden fish human race in the Donoda Great Six sea area, so that they could have a safe and comfortable cultivation environment, and they could keep quiet and practice until the Tower of Heaven opened and return to the Great Six.

But now, the storm of Jiran City has changed, and they are also carrying the entrusted entrusted by Zhao Bailong before their death. They really cannot leave, and they want to do something, but they have no idea.

Yin Yun asked Zhang Zhifeng, but he didn't know that Zhang Zhifeng was also confused.

"I think, maybe, we should secretly track the two major forces in the city, so that we can have the chance to appear Zhao Bailong's successor and tell you what Lingyun Mountain you are looking for." Zhang Zhifeng said slowly.

Old Tan shook his head against it. He slowly rubbed his forehead and smiled bitterly: "That's it, but think about it, if we can't find the people we entrusted to find before those cultivators, it may not have any effect, because we can't help protect Zhao Bailong's successors under the command of the Tiansheng."

Yin Yun said dejectedly: "You said, Zhao Bailong, oh no, Perfect Yan Fengzi, he is so strong, he is at the realm of Xuansheng. You know, all the Great Six sea areas in this world are only the supreme sea king. You say, why are there not even Tiansheng realm among his disciples?"

"It shouldn't be that there is no Tiansheng, but that they hide and preserve their strength, or they have more important things. I think Zhao Bailong can entrust us like this, and he must have passed on a more difficult task to his own disciples!" said Mr. Tan.

Zhang Zhifeng's eyes lit up and he blurted out: "Can it be a demon? Yes, it must be!"

Perfect Yan Fengzi is so powerful, why did he die? Isn’t it because he slowly lost his vitality in the struggle with the “demon” for countless years? If his actions before his death can really be achieved once and for all, he doesn’t have to struggle to support his arrogance, right?

Zhang Zhifeng slowly settled his mind.

Before Perfect Yan Fengzi died, he must have passed on all his experiences in sealing the "Demon" and passed them to his disciples. His disciples are now unable to hide them, so naturally they are concentrating on their practice. Perhaps, Zhao Bailong's disciples alone will not be weaker than the lanterns!

From the trust of the true strongest man like Perfect Yan Fengzi, Zhang Zhifeng felt that his guess was inseparable.

After practicing to the level of perfect Yan Fengzi, the power is not only power, but also the mind and strategy are also extremely powerful!

Thinking of this, Zhang Zhifeng suddenly understood the source of his strange feeling. He looked around and saw that the place where the magic sword originally sealed the demons seemed to suddenly rush out of the demonic aura that soared into the sky and spread the entire city.

Zhang Zhifeng was a little scared, but at the same time he couldn't help but laugh at himself. The seal seal sealed by Perfect Yan Fengzi can last for a long time no matter what. It should be fine for ten or eight years, and it won't be so bad!

Nodding secretly, Zhang Zhifeng looked at the two people who were also silent and thinking about something, and was about to speak.

Suddenly, the earth under my feet seemed to tremble, and a stream of dust fluttered. Then, the sky in the distance flashed lightly and darkly, as if lightning flashed in the darkness, and then followed by a huge roar.

Zhang Zhifeng looked up and showed a thoughtful look. How intense the fight between the Tiansheng masters over there is?

In vain, Zhang Zhifeng's expression changed drastically, and his heart suddenly became brighter. He figured it out, and he understood it very clearly! He understood where his uneasiness had always come from.

Before his death, Perfect Yan Fengzi scattered all his thoughts and sealed the "demon". His seal might be very stable, but if there were many cultivators and even powerful masters in the realm of Heavenly Saints fighting wildly in Jiran City, those powerful forces that could destroy the entire city spread into the underground. With the destruction along the way, how long can Perfect Yan Fengzi hold on?

"Yes, the seal set before Zhao Bailong's death will definitely be destroyed by these fighting Tiansheng!"

Zhang Zhifeng became anxious, but he was unable to stop the battle between the forces with the Tiansheng masters.

This battle continues, and it is almost foreseeable that in the near future, the "demon" who made Perfect Yan Fengzi lose his life will come to the city.

That is destruction, that is the end of the world!

At that time, the crisis will spread to the entire Great Six, or even the entire world, not just the crisis of Jiran City!

Zhang Zhifeng was already sweating profusely when he thought about this. He said in his heart that he had to do something, he had to!

At this time, Old Tan suddenly moved forward. He went to the short and fat cultivator who was lying on the ground, hesitated for a moment, and said to Zhang Zhifeng: "You come to destroy all his meridians, and you must do it in an instant, so that he has no ability to resist."

"What are you going to do?" Zhang Zhifeng said in surprise. Mr. Tan is not like a vicious person. Why did he suddenly make this vicious proposal?

Old Tan didn't say anything. Five golden flat blocks, like scales and shields, flew up from him, slowly turning around him. Old Tan's eyes were gently closed, his arms were moving in a mysterious way, and a huge amount of energy had already brewed on his body.

After Mr. Tan said that sentence, he started to use his skills before Zhang Zhifeng answered. This shows his trust in Zhang Zhifeng and also reflects his eagerness in his heart.

Zhang Zhifeng looked at Yinyun, and the latter nodded affirmatively: "Believe in Mr. Tan, he is a cautious and kind person."

Zhang Zhifeng nodded slightly, calmed his energy and calmed his spirit, raised his fingers and pointed at the short and fat cultivator.

Suddenly, the air beside Zhang Zhifeng screamed, and his fingers flew, hitting the vital points of the short and fat cultivator in an instant.

The huge power rushed into the body of the short and fat cultivator in an instant, and the most important meridians in his body were destroyed almost at the same time.

The incredibly intense pain made the short and fat cultivator wake up instantly, and his eyes were bloodshot and red again; his eyes were bulging and almost rushed out of his eye sockets.

The short and fat cultivator tilted his head stubbornly and stared at Zhang Zhifeng tightly. A strong and inexhaustible resentment burst out in his eyes. The deep hatred made Zhang Zhifeng move.

Old Tan suddenly recited a long spell. The five golden shields flying beside him suddenly lit up and shrank rapidly. The five golden shields turned into five golden dots, forming a three-dimensional pattern in the air.

One piece is centered, and the other four pieces are completely evenly distributed around, with a golden line connected between each two gold dots.

The final composition is a small tetrahedron.

A brilliant light flows over this tetrahedron, as if it contains countless emotions, wisdom, and experiences.

This thing that looks a bit like Zhang Zhifeng's soul golden bead is actually 90% similar to the thought that Perfect Yan Fengzi finally broke out.

This is the "thought" condensed by Mr. Tan, which is something that originates from the soul but exceeds the power of the soul.

Zhang Zhifeng and others didn't know that when thoughts turned into substance one by one, every emotion could condense a huge amount of power, which was the realm of the "Xuan Sheng" reached by Perfect Yan Fengzi!

Of course, Mr. Tan only relied on the special race to learn the secret techniques passed down from ancient times, and borrowed the power of his own golden scales to barely simulate the "thought crystal".

The tetrahedron with golden light flashed and disappeared at the moment of its appearance, and rushed into the head of the short and fat cultivator.

The next moment, the short and fat cultivator's body struggled wildly, and the muscles contracted uncontrollably, and actually shattered his own bones!

There were crisp sounds on the short and fat cultivator, and he was completely deflated, and finally collapsed like a ball of mud.

Zhang Zhifeng had never seen such a terrifying thing. Although the short and fat cultivator had been seriously injured by himself at first, he saw such a living person who was torn apart by his own strength, his muscles broke, his skin burst, his bones broke, and blood gushed out like a spring water. The shocking feeling of that scene makes people never forget it in their lifetime!

"What a cruel skill!" Zhang Zhifeng murmured. He no longer cared about Mr. Tan asking him to destroy the meridians of the short and fat cultivator, because in comparison, what he did was almost only minor. Moreover, if he did not destroy the meridians of the short and fat cultivator, the power he had just exploded would definitely not be like this now. What kind of miserable scene would it be?

Zhang Zhifeng didn't want to think about it anymore.

He understood what Mr. Tan was doing, because he had just felt a kind of "exploration" from the golden tetrahedron, which was a very pure information. Zhang Zhifeng had only felt this pure information from Zhao Bailong.

"Could it be that what Zhao Bailong said, what he learned from those 'demons', is this the power of emotions?"

Zhang Zhifeng vaguely felt that he seemed to have developed a very bright way of cultivation, which could allow him to break through in the shortest time, but when he really wanted to come, he had no clue and was just a fantasy.

Shaking his head slightly, Zhang Zhifeng calmed down and stared at the short and fat cultivator who was twitching slightly, waiting for Mr. Tan's answer.

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Chapter completed!