Villain: Take care of my wife and junior sister, win the heroine and I will be invincible

"Master!"

As soon as Zhang Mingque saw Zhang Zhiwei appear in front of him, the emotions in his heart instantly became like a river bursting its banks and he could no longer suppress them.

With tears in her eyes, she trotted towards Zhang Zhiwei and threw herself into his warm arms, as if she wanted to pour out all her grievances and anxieties to him.

At this moment, a helpless yet doting smile appeared on Zhang Zhiwei's handsome face, which was inconsistent with his age.

He stretched out a hand and gently stroked Zhang Mingque's hair, as if he was comforting a frightened deer.

Kong Lingyu was also delighted when he saw this, but he did not lose his composure like Zhang Mingque did. Instead, he maintained proper etiquette, walked in front of Wenchang, and bowed slightly.

"Disciple Kong Lingyu greets the Master."

"Ah."

Wenchang responded softly, his face looking slightly pale. It was obvious that he had suffered considerable damage in the process of crossing the River of Void.

However, at this moment his eyes were shining with relief, because he saw Kong Lingyu standing in front of him intact.

Wenchang raised his head slightly, a hint of concern in his eyes, and said.

"Lingyu, just now Master Zhang and I sensed from the outside world that there was an earth-shaking aura coming from the secret realm, as fierce as a violent storm."

"What on earth is going on? Tell me in detail."

Upon hearing this, Kong Lingyu nodded slightly, with a thoughtful look on his face.

He recalled the huge formation that had just appeared in the secret realm. The coffin in the sea of ​​blood began to tell Wenchang about the powerful aura, the strange vision, and the strong sense of oppression he felt.

Wenchang listened quietly, his brows gradually furrowed.

He knew very well that there were many unknown secrets and dangers hidden in the secret realm, and the aura this time was obviously extraordinary.

When Kong Lingyu said that the huge coffin collapsed and an ancient demon king Qinghushan appeared in it.

The words exploded in my heart like a bomb.

The ancient demon king - Hushanjun?

Zhang Zhiwei and Wenchang, who were originally calm and composed, showed a hint of panic the moment they heard the name.

Obviously, they had never anticipated the existence of this ancient overlord.

"Mr. Hushan...where is he now?"

There was a hint of urgency in Zhang Zhiwei's voice, interrupting Kong Lingyu's unfinished narration.

Wenchang also looked solemn and added.

"How did you escape from such a terrifying existence?"

They both knew in their hearts that Hushan Jun had been a powerful overlord in ancient times, and his strength was far beyond the reach of the young geniuses like them.

Looking at this vast world of cultivation, the strong people who can match him are probably as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns, and hard to find.

Even Zhang Zhiwei, who had already entered the realm of Yuhua, could only smack his lips in amazement at Hushanjun's unfathomable cultivation and did not dare to challenge him easily.

The ancient martial arts mastered by Hushan Jun - the Art of Sea of ​​Blood and Mountain of Corpses.

It is rumored that once it is used, it can instantly reduce an entire country to nothingness, and no living creature in it will be spared.

The difference in strength between them is just like that between the immortals high above and the ordinary people in the mortal world, so huge that it makes people despair.

However, what is puzzling is how Kong Lingyu and Zhang Mingque managed to survive under the shadow of Hushanjun.

Hearing this, Kong Lingyu continued to narrate slowly, with a calm and mysterious aura in his voice.

When Zhang Zhiwei learned that Hushanjun's once awe-inspiring body was now just a rotten shell, with all his cultivation and skills lost, his tightly furrowed brows finally relaxed.

The martial arts is like the fangs of a tiger. Without it, even the most ferocious beast will become powerless. Today, Hu Shanjun's strength is undoubtedly greatly reduced, at least more than 90% of his strength has been lost.

What's more, his body has long since decayed and his former glory has long since disappeared.

Thinking of this, Zhang Zhiwei couldn't help but feel a surge of confidence in his heart.

He believed that as long as he took action himself, his chances of defeating Hu Shanjun would be at least 90%.

But this thought only lasted for a moment before being interrupted by Kong Lingyu's words.

When the shocking news came out of Kong Lingyu's mouth.

When Hu Shanjun's physical body was unexpectedly chopped off by a genius in the Nascent Soul stage, the immortal Zhang Zhiwei and the leader of the article Wen Changdong instantly lost their usual composure.

"Lingyu, you have grown up in front of me since you were a child. How could I not know your character? You are definitely not someone who speaks nonsense."

Wen Changdong tried hard to calm his inner turmoil, and asked slowly with a slight tremor in his voice.

"Are you sure what you just said is true?"

Zhang Zhiwei also turned his gaze to Zhang Mingque in his arms, his eyes revealing an eager exploration.

It was obvious that he wanted to find clues from Zhang Mingque to confirm what Kong Lingyu said.

This news was so shocking that it completely overturned their cognition.

Although the genius of the Nascent Soul Realm can be considered outstanding in the eyes of Zhang Zhiwei and Wenchang, there is still a huge difference compared to someone like Hu Shanjun.

Even being able to escape from the hands of Hushan Jun was already a result that made him look at him with admiration.

However, now someone has killed Hu Shanjun's physical body at the Nascent Soul stage. How could they not be shocked and unbelievable?

Seeing this, Kong Lingyu took a deep breath and spoke again firmly.

"Two seniors, everything I said is true. There is absolutely no falsehood. The genius of the Nascent Soul Realm is named Qin Changge."

"His methods are mysterious and unpredictable, and his strength is even more unfathomable. Hu Shanjun's body was cut off by him with thunderous means."

Zhang Mingque also nodded, confirming that what Kong Lingyu said was true.

Hearing this, Zhang Zhiwei and Wen Changdong looked at each other and saw shock and confusion in each other's eyes.

They knew that Kong Lingyu was not lying, but the Qin Changge he described made them feel a little unbelievable.

"Lingyu, where is the Qin Changge you mentioned now?"

Zhang Zhiwei's tone revealed an eagerness that was hard to conceal, and his eyes were shining with eagerness, as if he wanted to meet this legendary genius immediately.

His heart was filled with anticipation and curiosity about Qin Changge.

After all, this young genius could almost be said to be far ahead of the entire era, and his appearance shocked the entire cultivation world.

Originally, Zhang Zhiwei's heart was already full of expectations for Zhang Mingque.

He hoped that Zhang Mingque could successfully enter the state of enlightenment, and then he would be able to ascend to heaven and become a true immortal.

However, after learning of Qin Changge's existence, his heart could no longer be at peace.

The desire to take in another disciple surged in his heart almost uncontrollably.

He felt that a genius like Qin Changge would have unlimited achievements in the future. Within a hundred years, he would be able to enter the realm of Yuhua and become a top powerhouse in the cultivation world.

And if such a genius could become one's disciple, what an exciting thing it would be!

By then, the master and disciple can even go to the fairyland together.

A strange look flashed across Kong Lingyu's face, and then he pointed at the fire in the distance.