I have a Zanpakutō

The whole cave seemed to be boiling, shaking and trembling violently, large and small stones fell from the cracks, and even the thirteen skeletons of monster beasts around them raised their heads and roared, setting off the raging wind, Even more ferocious and appalling.

From the depths of the dazzling white light, restless gasps could be heard faintly, facing the black stick in Yun Yilan's hand, sending out a strong sense of longing.

Feeling the terrifying and intimidating pressure like mountains and seas, Yun Yilan took a half step back a little bit, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and threatened in a low voice,

"I know that there are still people who have been running around for you all these years, intending to revive you. But now, the black staff and bone jade have all fallen into my hands. If I take them to the Central Plains and hide them in Qingyunmen or Tianyin Temple, As strong as Your Excellency the Beast God, if you want to be resurrected, I'm afraid you'll have to wait another thousand years!"

The hoarse and deep voice was almost drowned out by the roar, but the tone was firm and resolute, as if the other party was ready to break up.

As if a century had passed, the howling wind gradually subsided, and the surrounding monster skeletons slowly lowered their huge heads made of white bones. The quiet and cold white light flickered a few times, and an inexplicable sigh came from it.

"Things that can make you helpless, an old ghost, are really rare! Tell me, your conditions!"

Yun Yilan breathed a sigh of relief, the threat just now was nothing more than lip service.If he really brought the black stick and the bone jade to the Central Plains, he would tell Qingyunmen and Tianyin Temple that he had something to do with Fenxianggu and the beast god?

This matter had already been revealed by Zhang Han three years ago in the Palace of Yuqing, but there was no conclusive evidence, and the two factions were only suspicious.

If Daoxuan and Puhong were to catch him, even if Fenxiang Valley was not classified as a demonic way, its reputation would be greatly damaged, and it would no longer be the name of the three major sects.

Of course Yun Yilan would not do this kind of stupid thing, he was betting, betting on how urgent the resurrection of the beast god who had been sealed for thousands of years was.Now it seems that the bet was right!

"It's very simple, you just need to kill someone for me after resurrection! That person's name is Zhang Han!"

Hoarse words echoed in the dead and silent cave, and Yun Yilan's voice suddenly rose several octaves at the last two words, extremely sharp and piercing.

That thick hatred seemed to pierce through this deep cave and go straight into the sky.

During the silence, white light suddenly flashed, and the colorful silk and satin covering the body of the human-shaped bone floated in mid-air, revealing a skeleton as crystal as jade.

"it is good!"

The Beast God didn't care who Zhang Han was, how high his cultivation base was, or how famous his reputation was. It seemed that in his eyes, there was no one he couldn't kill in this world!

Yun Yilan's complexion turned pale, and he walked forward, sizing up the skeleton in front of him in the dim light.His right hand, left ankle, throat, and skull were all broken, and his entire spine was removed.

At this moment, a white bead is placed on the right hand, a jade plate is placed on the left ankle, and a ring is placed where the throat is broken.Three of the five broken places have been repaired!

Yun Yilan slowly took out the bone jade from the black stick, placed it in the middle of the eyebrows of the skeleton, then took a deep breath, held the black stick, and placed it between the white bones, at the spine...

第四五零章，联合

Time flies like water, and before you know it, three full years have passed!

Since he got the third volume of heavenly book, Zhang Han didn't rush to collect other heavenly books. Instead, he lived in the treasure house of the emperor of heaven, and settled down to practice the Taoism recorded in the heavenly book.

In the past three years, the cultivation of the physical body has improved extremely fast, and has reached the fourth level of the supernatant, and the spiritual pressure has also risen with the tide, and the four attributes have all exceeded [-].

At the beginning, when Zhang Han first came to the treasure house, he accidentally touched the Heavenly Emperor Mingshi, and raised a huge golden pillar straight into the sky, which attracted some people's attention.

It's just that the golden light only lasted for more than half an hour before dissipating. In the past three years, there has been no phenomenon in the depths of the Dead Marsh. In addition, there are many crises in the inner marsh. Poisonous insects and beasts act as a natural barrier to isolate the great Peeping of the majority.

At the beginning, some cultivators went deep into the Dead Marsh to try their luck, but after a long time, their enthusiasm gradually dissipated, and they lost interest in continuing to search.

However, just when the vast majority of people thought that the giant beam of light three years ago was just the result of someone making up and spreading rumors, some time ago, a golden beam of light rose again from inside the Dead Marsh, which was dazzling and lasted for a long time.

Even in the middle of the night, that giant beam of light illuminated the sky as brightly as day, and the golden light could still be seen clearly after hundreds of miles, which was extremely eye-catching.

The news spread, and it spread throughout the world within a few days, shaking the entire mainland of China.

Most of the magical weapons and treasures have their own spirituality, and the huge beam of light that stirs the sky, in the eyes of cultivators, must be the birth of treasures, using the golden light to summon destined people.To be able to create such an astonishing vision, the magic of that treasure must be at least higher than that of the Nine Heavens Divine Weapon.

No matter the righteous way or the devil's religion, they stopped fighting openly and secretly. The elders and disciples of the sect gathered in the southwest swamp, and even some old devils who hadn't been born for a long time were alarmed.

For a while, the swamp of death was mysterious and undercurrents surged.

Hu Qishan, the main altar of the Ghost King Sect.

In the center of a quiet small lake stands a stone gazebo. On one side of the gazebo is a narrow old wooden bridge leading directly to the lake.As the breeze blew by, ripples rippled on the calm lake surface, reflecting the shadow of the green hills, and some ripples followed.

The ghost king, Wan Wan, stood quietly in the gazebo with his hands behind his back, staring at the green mountains and green waters in front of him. There was no wave on his face, but complex emotions appeared in his heart.

It seems that the Crouching Dragon, which has been dormant for countless years, is about to soar into the sky, and the excitement and joy of nine days ago seems to be facing the thick haze of the coming storm.

All kinds of feelings came to my heart, and it was difficult to calm down for a moment.

At some point, there were some footsteps on the wooden bridge.

The wooden bridge seemed to be in disrepair for a long time, and it was a little dilapidated. Walking on it, the wooden boards seemed to be unable to bear the pressure, and the creaking sound could be heard endlessly, which brought the ghost king's thoughts back to reality.

"Has Yao'er set off?"

Seeming to know who it was, the Ghost King asked Youyou without looking back.

"Ah."

You Ji covered her face with a black veil, walked slowly behind the ghost king, looked at the still majestic back, for some reason, suddenly felt that the back seemed a little hunched.

Seeing that the Ghost King didn't intend to speak again, You Ji pondered for a moment and asked, "Sect Master, what do you think of the treasures in the Death Swamp?"

"No matter how good the treasure is, it's nothing more than an external possession. The purpose of our trip is not for the treasure, but for the divine beast that protects the treasure, the yellow bird!"

Speaking of this, an inexplicable gleam flashed in the eyes with their backs to You Ji, and even their breathing became slightly disordered.

"If you can't resist the divine power of the Zhuxian Sword Formation, no matter how many treasures you have, they will be useless."

Thinking of the unstoppable and domineering sword array in the battle between righteousness and evil three years ago, the ghost king couldn't stop trembling deep in his heart, and couldn't calm down at all.

Only by destroying the Sword Formation of Zhuxian can the righteous way be defeated in the true sense and reappear, no!Surpass the splendor of the Blood Refining Hall 800 years ago!

what? !

You Ji was startled, unexpectedly, until now, the Ghost King still misses the Four Spirits Blood Formation, and couldn't help but ask, "Since this is the case, what is the intention of the suzerain still sending Bi Yao to the Dead Marsh?"

The ghost king sighed inexplicably, "In the past few years, Yao'er has been cultivating in Huqi Mountain, and her cultivation base has grown extremely fast, but her vision and knowledge have not improved. It's time to practice.

This trip to the Dead Marsh, I have ordered her to take full responsibility, what can be done depends on her mind and means. "

Speaking of this, the ghost king suddenly turned around, his face was slightly gloomy, and he asked in a low voice, "By the way, has there been any news from the Blood Refining Hall?"

You Ji shook her head lightly, as if she had thought of something, she said after a moment of silence, "In the past few years, I have sent seven groups of spies to infiltrate the Blood Refining Hall, but for some reason, all of them have gone and never returned. Can't pass it on."

"It's not just us, the situation of Wandumen and Hehuan faction is similar."

In the past three years, the Blood Refining Hall has expanded extremely fast. Except for the three major sects, the small and medium sects have almost been annexed. They behaved domineeringly and fiercely, and they have the potential to unify the demon sect.

With the telepathic ability endowed by Zhang Han, the eldest brother can easily find out who is the inner ghost, so no matter whether the spies sent by the three major sects are strong or not, and their minds are dexterous, it is useless.

A gleam of anger flashed across the ghost king's face, and he said in a hateful voice, "That brat, Zhang Han, is really good at tricks!"