"Come again? I'll smash it."

Zhang Yuan quickly picked up the Fantian Seal and looked around.

The ghost monk stood beside Zhang Yuan, frowned slightly, and also glanced around.

"Shaoxia Zhang, left."

Suddenly, he raised his hand and lit a divine light and rushed towards an area.

Zhang Yuan rushed over quickly, grabbed the Fantian Seal, and smashed it hard.

The Saint Lord Zixiao had already restrained his breath this time, but unexpectedly it was useless. As soon as he emerged from the space, he saw a black seal smashing down on his head.

Dong!

There was another muffled sound, and his body was smashed into the space turbulence for the third time and disappeared.

The Holy Lord Zixiao was about to vomit blood.

After three consecutive heavy blows, even he felt his bones break.

This big seal is more heavy than imagined.

Coupled with the backlash of space turbulence, the Saint Lord Zixiao had already suffered heavy damage before he actually appeared.

He was almost going crazy.

What's going on with this?

Do you let me show up?

Zhang Yuan's eyes flashed quickly.

He really wanted to play the game of playing gopher with the Saint Lord Zixiao here, but unfortunately the situation was critical. He couldn't just do it in this place, he had to smash other holy places.

Yes, smash it again.

Just the last time, I left after smashing it.

"Senior, please see where he appears?"

Zhang Yuan looked at the ghost monk.

The realm of the ghost monk is unfathomable and is mostly a giant.

At this moment, the ghost monk began to observe in the air. After half a cup of tea passed, his eyes flashed, and a golden light lit up again, rushing towards an area a hundred miles away.

“There’s there!”

Zhang Yuan didn't think about it, and his speed was maximized, the space rumbled, and his aura was terrifying. He directly blocked the Fantian Seal.

The Holy Lord Zixiao was full of anger and murderous intent. This time, the place he chose was hundreds of miles away. He didn't believe that Zhang Yuan could still find him.

When he walks out of the space channel, he must cut this bastard into pieces and tear it into meat paste.

boom!

The space was disordered, and he came out of the void again.

But it was still the same as before. As soon as I came out, I saw a black shadow covering my head.

"Fuck you firmly!"

He could no longer hold it back and cursed.

Boom!

With a muffled sound, a huge black hole was smashed into the space again, and the destructive aura was intoxicated, and the body of the Saint Lord Zixiao was smashed backwards again.

Zhang Yuan pulled out the Fantian Seal and looked inside.

It is still black, and I can't see where the Holy Lord Zixiao is.

But they were hit four times in a row, so it was impossible for the other party to have nothing to do, right?

Even if it is a giant, it will have to break its muscles, right?

Zhang Yuan turned around and left, took a big step, and ran towards the Demon Holy Land.

There was an uproar in the distance, and countless people widened their eyes and were shocked.

They couldn't believe what they saw.

Who did Zhang Yuan hit just now?

That is the Holy Lord Zixiao!

The Holy Lord Zixiao was hit by him four times in a row, and it was difficult to emerge?

They were all confused, their minds roared, subverting their cognition for countless years.

The many supreme elders, elders and their disciples in the Zixiao Holy Land were all shocked and all shouted.

"Holy Lord!"

Their eyes are red.

After waiting for Zhang Yuan to leave, they dared to rush over, tear open the space, and shouted inside.

After half an hour passed, the space on the other side suddenly cracked, and a blood-stained figure rushed out from it, emitting a shawl, coughing up blood in his mouth, and his face was pale and twisted. As soon as it emerged, he roared to the sky.

"roar…"

The rolling sound waves made the clouds shaking, and the mountains and rivers continued to explode.

He originally wanted to destroy Zhang Yuan first, then return to Shaoshi Mountain and besiege the evil monk.

But now, before the person emerged, he was seriously injured by Zhang Yuan, and his strength was greatly reduced.

What the hell is Shaolin?

He has never been so depressed since he became a giant.

He was smashed and flew out four times in a row by a mere god king.

He could clearly feel that at least more than half of the bones on his body were broken.

This is simply unimaginable.

What the hell is Zhang Yuan holding in his hand?

After he yelled, he began to vomit blood.

A group of supreme elders rushed over quickly.

…

Zhang Yuan rushed all the way, and after half an hour, he rushed to the range of the Demon Holy Land. Heavy footsteps came, as if there was a big earthquake.

As soon as it appeared, the Holy Land of Heavenly Demons was in chaos, and countless people were shocked.

They immediately raised the formation of protecting the sect.

If we talk about which holy land that hates or fears most about Zhang Yuan? It is undoubtedly the holy land of the Demon.

Whether in heaven or in the human world, Zhang Yuan seemed to be their nemesis, and he steadily ate and lived with them.

Half a day ago, they suffered heavy losses, and several god kings and quasi-god kings died tragically.

The new Holy Son was also beaten to death by Zhang Yuan as a mosquito.

"Hurry up, contact the Holy Lord, Zhang Yuan is here to attack our Demon Holy Land!"

A disciple screamed in horror.

The crowd was raiding.

The god-level masters in the Demon Holy Land are basically dead, with only a few quasi-god kings left, with a group of seventh-level and sixth-level strong men, who do not even have the courage to face Zhang Yuan.

After Zhang Yuan rushed over, he did not answer at all. He took the Fantian Seal and smashed them directly into their sect protection formation.

Boom!

The sound roared, shocking the world.

The Demon Holy Land encountered a scene like the Zixiao Holy Land.

This was like destroying the world for them. When they were in the fairy world, the entire holy land was burned by Zhang Yuanhuo once. This time, he finally accumulated some of his family's wealth again, and was shocked and collapsed again.

Dong!

The protection of the sect formation was useless at all. It was smashed four times in a row and exploded directly.

The buildings below began to collapse like paper.

Countless people fled in horror.

"Stop, stop!"

A quasi-god king roared.

Bang!

The response to him was a large shadow, with great force, covering the sky, and pressing hard on him like an ancient god, smashing him to pieces like an egg on the spot.
To be continued...