As time goes by, three years have passed unconsciously!


    Since he got the third volume of heavenly books, Zhang Han was no longer in a hurry to collect other heavenly books. Instead, he lived in the treasure house of the Heavenly Emperor and settled down to practice the Taoism recorded in the heavenly books.


    In the past three years, the cultivation of physical body has improved rapidly, reaching the fourth level of Shangqing. The spiritual pressure has also increased with the water, and the four attributes have exceeded 8000.


    At the beginning, when Zhang Han first came to the treasure house, he accidentally touched the stone of the emperor of heaven and lifted up a huge gold pillar soaring into the sky, which attracted the attention of some people.


    However, the golden light only lasted for more than half an hour and dissipated. In the past three years, there was no strange phenomenon in the depths of the dead Ze. In addition, there were many crises in neize. Poisonous insects and beasts, as a natural barrier, isolated most people''s peeping.


    At the beginning, some practitioners went deep into the dead Ze to try their luck. Later, with a long time, their enthusiasm gradually dissipated, and they lost their interest in continuing to look for it.


    However, just when the vast majority of people thought that the huge light column three years ago was just the result of someone making up and spreading falsehoods, some time ago, the golden light column once again rose inside the dead Ze, dazzling and lasting.


    Even in the middle of the night, the huge light column shines the sky as bright as day. After hundreds of miles, you can still clearly see the golden light, which is very eye-catching.


    When the news spread, it spread all over the world within a few days, shaking the whole mainland of China.


    Most magic weapons and treasures have their own spirituality, and the huge light column that stirs the sky, in the eyes of practitioners, must be a treasure born to summon predestined people through the golden light. It must be the magic of the treasure that can cause such an amazing vision, at least on the nine day divine army.


    Both the right way and the evil cult stopped fighting openly and secretly. The elders and disciples of the sect gathered in the southwest Everglades. Even some old sanxiu demons who had not been born for a long time were shocked.


    For a moment, the waves and clouds of the death swamp were mysterious and the undercurrent surged.


    Fox Qishan, the general altar of ghost King sect.


    In the center of a secluded small lake in a bay, there stands a stone pavilion. One side of the pavilion is connected with a narrow old wooden bridge leading to the lake. With the breeze blowing, the calm lake rippled layer upon layer, reflecting the shadow of the green mountain, followed by some small waves.


    The ghost king, with his hands on his back, stood quietly in the pavilion, gazing at the green mountains and green waters in front of him. There was no wave on his face, but complex emotions sprang up in his heart.


    It seems that Wolong, which has been dormant for countless years, is about to rise in the air. It seems that it is excited and excited nine days ago, and it seems that it is facing the thick haze of the coming storm.


    All kinds of tastes surged into my heart, and it was difficult to calm down for a moment.


    I don''t know when to start, some footsteps came from the wooden bridge.


    The wooden bridge seems to be in disrepair for a long time, some dilapidated. Walking on it, the wood seems to be unable to withstand the pressure, and the creaking noise is heard all the time, bringing the ghost King''s thoughts back to reality.


    "Has Yao''er set out?"


    As if he knew who the visitor was, the ghost king didn''t look back and asked youyou.


    "Yes."


    Youji, covered with black gauze, walked slowly behind the ghost king and looked at the back of the still great man. Somehow, she suddenly felt that the back seemed to be bent.


    Seeing that the ghost king didn''t speak again, Youji pondered for a moment and asked, "Lord, what do you think of the treasures in the death swamp?"


    "No matter how good the treasure is, it''s just something outside the body. The purpose of our trip is not to protect the treasure, but to protect the divine beast, yellow bird!"


    Speaking of this, there was an inexplicable light in Youji''s eyes, and even her breathing was slightly disordered.


    "If you can''t resist the power of the immortal killing sword array, no matter how many treasures are useless."


    At the thought of the battle of the devil three years ago, the fierce and overbearing sword array, the ghost King couldn''t stop his palpitation and trembling in his heart, and couldn''t calm down at all.


    Only by breaking the immortal killing sword array can we really defeat the right way and reproduce it. No! Surpass the glory of the blood refining hall 800 years ago!


    what?!


    Youji was shocked. Unexpectedly, until now, the ghost king still kept thinking about the four spirits blood array and couldn''t help saying, "in that case, the sect leader still sent Baguio to dead Ze. What''s his intention?"


    The ghost King sighed inexplicably, "in recent years, Yao''er has been cultivating in Huqi mountain. His accomplishments have increased very fast, but his vision has not improved. It''s time to experience.


    I have ordered her to take full responsibility for this trip to Shize. What she can do depends on her mind and means. "


    Speaking of this, the ghost king suddenly turned around, looked a little gloomy, and asked in a low voice, "by the way, has there been news from the blood refining hall?"


    Youji shook her head slightly. She seemed to think of something. She was silent for a moment before she said, "in recent years, I sent seven spies to sneak into the blood refining hall, but I don''t know what''s going on. All of them are gone, and no news can come out."


    "It''s not just us. The situation of Wandu sect and Hehuan sect is similar."


    Over the past three years, the blood refining hall has expanded very fast. Except for the three major sects, the small and medium-sized sects have been almost swallowed up, acting domineering and ruthless, and has the potential to unify the evil cult.


    With the telepathic ability given by Zhang Han, the young boss can easily find out who the ghost is. Therefore, no matter the strength of the spies from the three major sects and whether they are clever or not, they are useless.


    A trace of anger flashed on the ghost King''s face and said in a hate voice, "Zhang Han, that kid, really good means!"


    In recent years, as like as two peas and a hated person, he has been repeatedly seen by the dead and hate, and does not hide the appearance of his clothes. He has already had the same idea as Zhang Han. He is a mysterious man standing behind the blood hall.


    At the thought of the guy who destroyed himself and captured Kui cattle in Liubo mountain that day, the ghost King Rao was very deep in the city, and his teeth itched.


    "This time, the dead Ze surprised the strange treasure. Presumably, the blood refining hall will also send experts to look for it. I have secretly asked Yao''er to take this opportunity to unite Wandu sect and Hehuan sect to attack the blood refining hall."


    The ghost king said happily, "when the time comes, facing the joint attack of the three parties, even if the blood refining hall is not swallowed, it will be seriously damaged. If you want to recover, I don''t know when it will be!"


    At last, he couldn''t stop sneering.


    In the past three years, the blood refining hall has acted recklessly and overbearing. Not only the ghost King sect, but also the ten thousand poison sect and the Hehuan sect are very dissatisfied with it. There are frequent frictions between the parties, but they all tacitly exercise restraint and did not escalate to large-scale conflict.


    Moreover, if the blood refining hall, which has been silent for more than 800 years, wants to rise again, it must step on the old giants, just as it annexed Changsheng Hall three years ago.


    In the face of the fierce rise of the blood refining hall, the three main gates are naturally not ready to wait to die. The ghost king just wrote a few letters, which easily contributed to this alliance.


    Youji lowered her head slightly and thought of the man who looked indifferent and looked at nothing. Suddenly, a blush flashed on her beautiful face covered by black yarn, and she was worried about it.


    In the face of the joint attack of the three old giants of the Holy Church, I don''t know how he will deal with it? With his proud character, I''m afraid even if he knows, he will despise it


    The breeze blew and messed up the hair tip, as if it also rippled layers of ripples in Gujing''s undisturbed heart sea. The charming phantom leaned gently against the stone pillar, gazing quietly at the green mountains and waters, silent.