Stunning beauty

Wanmo Ridge.

The cold wind is bleak.

After Li Ziye created an opportunity for Bai Wangyu and the others to escape, he returned to Wanmo Ridge.

A person's loneliness.

Outside Wanmo Ridge, Holy Master Jia Luo and Palace Master Yaoguang saw that someone had escaped again, and they gritted their teeth with hatred.

"Let's send someone in to try it out again," suggested the Master of the Hall of Light.

"Alright."

Lord Jia Luo nodded and responded.

Although both of them knew that it was too difficult to find someone in a place like Wanmo Ridge, they had no choice but to do nothing, so they could only send someone inside to try their luck.

Of course, at this moment, Li Ziye was not in the mood to pay attention to these miscellaneous fish.

Because, he was discovered by Netherland again.

"Help!"

In Wanmo Ridge, the scene of fleeing for one's life reappeared, with Li Ziye in front, and a large group of white-eyed Netherland behind, chasing after each other, running wildly all over the mountains and plains.

Li, who has always boasted of being smart, can play with the strong men of the entire western region, but he can never escape the pursuit of the underworld. No matter how well he hides, he will be found out in the end.

The reason is simple, people's hearts can be used, but Netherland has no mind, so it doesn't like that.

Therefore, to a certain extent, Netherland is Li's biggest nemesis.

Pushing with brute force, ignoring all intrigues and tricks.

"Yin Division, Fengxie!"

Being chased in a hurry, Li Ziye added a wind attribute spell to himself, quickly got rid of the monster behind him, and temporarily hid himself.

In a shallow cave, Li Ziye held his breath and looked at the large number of white-eyed ghosts around him, wishing to give himself a hammer and reincarnate again.

If he can choose again, he must bring the system to reincarnate and kill all directions!

"Roar!"

Just as Li Ziye was obediently avoiding Baiyan Netherland's pursuit, there was a roar in the distance, resounding throughout the Wanmo Ridge.

In the cave, Li Ziye was startled when he heard this familiar voice, and immediately stood up, looking towards the entrance of Wanmo Ridge.

But not too far from the entrance, Zhang Zu who was dressed in black gas roared up to the sky, surrounded by dead bodies.

In Zhang Zu's hands, a temple powerhouse was held by the throat, his feet were off the ground, and he kept struggling.

It's a pity that under the absolute strength gap, the strong man in the temple couldn't break free from Zhang Zu's shackles after all.

The next moment, a shocking scene happened. While Zhang Zu held the temple powerhouse by the throat with one hand, he pierced the latter's chest with the other hand.

Immediately, blood gushed out, staining the ground red.

Then, Zhang Zu forcibly pulled out the heart of the strong man in the temple, then threw the dead man aside and left.

They were far away, Li Ziye narrowed his eyes slightly when he saw this scene.

Not bad!

This saves him from having to do it himself.

Playing hide and seek, it's not bad to be able to wait for this result.

"Roar!"

At this time, pale faces appeared outside the cave, and it was obvious that they had found someone's hiding place again.

"Okay, the game is over, I won't play with you."

Before the business was done, Li Ziye also lost the mood to play with his friends in front of him. He stepped out of the cave, and in an instant, his eyes were filled with silver light.

Outside the cave, a Zun Mingtu froze, and his movements immediately slowed down.

The moment Nether Earth's actions were restrained, a sword was swung across, heads flew up one by one, and dozens of Nether Earth statues fell down into the dust with a bang.

Li Ziye walked by with a flick of his palm, and suddenly, flames filled the air, devouring the body of Netherland.

In the dazzling firelight, Li Ziye followed Zhang Zu's footsteps and came back to the cave where he was hiding.

Inside the cave, Zhang Zu looked at the heart in his hand, without much hesitation, stretched out his hand and tore his chest, and replaced himself with a new heart again.

"Actually, I really want to know, Zhang Zu, will your strength be greatly weakened every time you change your heart?"

While speaking, Li Ziye walked into the cave with a sword in his hand, looked at Zhang Zu who had just finished changing his mind, and said calmly.

According to Hongyi's information, he had fought a move with Zhang Zu at that time, and at that time, Hongyi did barely block Zhang Zu's move.

However, after they entered Wanmo Ridge again, Zhang Zu's combat power far exceeded the level described by the red clothes.

It shows that Zhang Zu's strength is slowly recovering during Hongyi's departure.

In other words, changing hearts will indeed weaken Zhang Zu's strength, and it will take time to recover.

"Roar!"

Inside the cave, Zhang Zu looked at the person coming, let out a deep growl, and immediately rushed forward to strike first.

"Fu Tian fights!"

Seeing Zhang Zu's attack, Li Ziye no longer hides, and his true energy rushes against Shenzang, and the violent true essence surges out.

"boom!"

As the palms of the sword clashed, the air was turbulent, and Li Ziye took advantage of the momentum and stomped out of the cave.

Zhang Zu stepped forward to keep up, and punched out, the attack became more ferocious.

"Zhang Zu, you seem to have become weak again!"

Outside the cave, Li Ziye looked at Zhang Daoling who was rushing up, said something in a cold voice, and immediately swung his sword to meet him head-on, blocking his punch with a bang.

Zhang Zu seemed to hear the sarcasm in the tone of the person in front of him, he roared again, and the offensive became more violent.

It's a pity, I don't know whether Zhang Zu has really weakened too much, or someone no longer hides. The one-sided battle before is now evenly fought.

Even, as the battle progressed, Zhang Zu gradually showed signs of being suppressed.

"Flying Immortal Art, two swords want to part with the wind!"

When the battle was in full swing, Yunling appeared silently in Li Ziye's left hand, the two swords sharpened, his body moved, and the afterimage was like an illusion.

Seeing the two figures attacking from the left and the right, Zhang Zu subconsciously chose one side, punched out, and blocked it forcefully.

Then, the afterimage dissipated.

"Bah."

The sound of the sword cutting through the flesh and blood sounded, and the moment Zhang Zu shook his afterimage, the Chun Jun sword fell down, and in an instant, blood gushed out, and the broken arm flew up.

"Roar!"

Zhang Zu roared in pain, and immediately blasted out another fist, forcefully counterattacking.

However, before the fist was close to him, the Yunling sword had already entangled and passed by, taking advantage of the situation to release its strength.

Then, a sword pierced the body.

The Chunjun sword passing through the chest brought out a waterfall of jet-black blood, and with tremendous force, it pushed Zhang Zu back continuously. Ten steps away, there was a clang sound, and the sword was nailed into the mountain.

"Xuantian, Feng Lei!"

After temporarily restraining Zhang Zu, Li Ziye used blood as a guide to reappear the thunder method. In an instant, thousands of thunders galloped, arousing the Thunder Lingzhu on the Chun Jun sword, and the endless thunder force flowed down the sword body, continuously sinking into Zhang Zu's body. in vivo.

The thunder entered his body, and Zhang Zu's mouth immediately rang out an extremely painful roar.

"Now, can we talk?"

Li Ziye stared coldly at the person in front of him, and called indifferently, "Zhang Zu!"

In front of the mountain, Zhang Zu, who was nailed into the mountain by the Chunjun sword, showed a struggling face. After a few breaths, the blackness in his eyes gradually faded, he opened his mouth, and asked with great difficulty, "You, who are you?"