The wind swept by, blowing the broken dark red hair and dancing quietly.


    The clothes with purple road edge danced with the wind, hunting rippled, and the sun shone with golden light from behind.


    Its face is handsome and its posture is natural and unrestrained. It suddenly looks like an immortal. It''s really like coming out of a beautiful landscape painting. It''s beautiful and has the meaning of cold and killing!


    At this moment, both the righteous and the demons of the evil cult looked up to the sky and stared at the figure walking slowly down, looking dull and repressing their breathing.


    In a trance, they only felt that the whole world seemed to move and stop with him!


    The dreamy scene makes people feel ashamed. That guy is clearly a demon demon. Why is he so dusty and immortal?


    In the crowd, a beautiful white figure suddenly shuddered, and a touch of surprise, a touch of vague excitement and emotion appeared on the cold frost like face.


    On the Tianya sword, the blue light flickers and goes out indefinitely, setting off the master''s mood, ups and downs.


    "It''s him!"


    I''ve been tossing and turning for countless times, imagining the scene when I meet again. Now I really see it, but it''s such a bitter taste.


    The shadow in my heart always seems to be so erratic. I never stayed for a moment, nor did I miss half of myself.


    His eyes are always on the ghost king!


    Not far away, FA Xiang wore a moon white monk''s robe, which was slightly damaged in the fight just now, but it was difficult to hide his style. At the moment, he was also frowning and muttering, "Zhang Han! How did he come here? Did he also come for the treasures in the treasure house?"


    After the amazing, the rest was an uproar and commotion. The buzzing voice came one after another. Glancing at Zhang Han''s eyes, it was full of doubt and surprise. The strange atmosphere gradually rose, spread secretly and shrouded in the field.


    Some pessimistic disciples have already backed out from the moment Zhang Han appeared. Blood Xiuluo is fierce and powerful. He is definitely killed one by one. What can he and others use to resist such a cruel evil?


    Zhang Han doesn''t know that just showing up will cause such a great commotion, but even if he knows, he won''t take it to heart. He only cares about his goal! That''s it!


    "It''s you!"


    The ghost King stared angrily at Zhang Han standing on the steps of the sea of flowers and said, "last time he stopped me from catching Kui cattle in Liubo mountain in the East China Sea, and now he came here to stop me from catching yellow birds!


    There is no deep hatred between you and me, and there is no reason to fight, but you have repeatedly come to harm me. Can you tell me your purpose? "


    The ghost king didn''t understand. It was clear that they met by chance and had nothing to do with each other. What''s more, Zhang Han has already betrayed Qingyun gate and is not accepted by the right way. Why do he have to target himself again and again?


    Is it just because I tore it once in Liubo mountain and have been jealous until now?


    It seems that he doesn''t look like that kind of person


    What is the reason?


    Zhang Han smiled faintly. Through the red light curtain, he looked directly into the ghost King''s eyes and said, "my purpose here, or the purpose of using the treasure house to lead you over, is not to prevent you from catching yellow birds."


    "What?"


    Hearing Zhang Han''s words, not only the ghost king looked very moved, but also the two elders and disciples around him were shocked and inexplicable. The treasure house of the emperor of heaven in front of me was unexpectedly instigated by Zhang Han?!


    In other words, I''ve been fighting here for a long time. I''m just a chess piece in someone''s hand... How can it not be shocking? Inexplicable grief and anger?


    Below, Youji was covered with black gauze. Her beautiful eyes stared at the figure in the air, and her heart suddenly flashed a touch of doubt.


    I only think that as like as two peas in the face, Zhang Han is just like the original man. But when he is not of a look, he will definitely be two.


    What''s going on?


    Youji was stunned for a long time and suddenly recalled that Bai had said to her, "if we meet again next time, it should not be me.".


    Can it be said that there are actually two souls in that figure?


    "I see! Since you made the treasure light on purpose, I''m afraid you''ve already got the treasure in the treasure house. Or, from the beginning to the end, there''s no treasure at all!"


    The ghost King narrowed his eyes, looked solemn and asked again, "why did you make such a big battle, not a treasure or a yellow bird?"


    Zhang Han said indifferently, "you''ve actually thought of it, but you don''t want to believe it. I''m here for the book of heaven of your ghost King clan!"


    Sure enough!


    The ghost King''s heart sank, his eyes burst, and his momentum burst. The mysterious Rune hidden in the light curtain seemed to be stimulated by the real yuan and vibrated violently.


    "In that case, let''s fight!"


    However, as soon as the voice fell, the ghost king suddenly felt hurricanes coming behind him. Without thinking about it, he instinctively flashed aside.


    From Zhang Han''s perspective, the yellow bird who had almost given up running away just now, struggled to stand up again after Zhang Han appeared, flapped his huge wings and rushed towards the ghost king.


    Boom!


    The yellow bird bumped into the Fulong tripod. With the shrill wail, the red light curtain trembled violently again. The mysterious Rune was in full bloom, and the invisible shock force shook it upside down.


    On the other hand, although the ghost King escaped the yellow bird''s huge beak, he was swept by the sudden strong wind and involuntarily hit the light curtain. For a time, he was dizzy and just wanted to fall.


    Fortunately, it was not a frontal attack. The body was not injured. It recovered after a little delay.


    The ghost King''s face was iron green, and his hands were tied with strange Dharma formula. The sound of singing and singing was heard again.


    Looking at it carefully, I saw a little red light extending from the light curtain, like thick ropes, slowly winding the yellow bird''s body and fixing it on the ground.


    The yellow bird moaned low, and his huge body rolled and struggled on the ground. However, the red light like a rope became more and more tight, and he couldn''t get rid of it.


    Seeing that the beast was finally no longer noisy, the ghost king turned to Zhang Han and said in a cold voice, "I know you have deep cultivation and can''t be defeated by one person, but the trapped Dragon Pavilion is an ancient strange array. As long as you have the ability to break it, you can give it with both hands!"


    "Yes!"


    Zhang Han frowned. Although the attack just now made the light curtain tremble and almost jump to pieces, in his perception, this array is far from the limit.


    Think about it. What''s the difference between an array that can make Kui cattle and yellow birds helpless?


    For the second volume of the book of heaven, even if the trapped Dragon Pavilion is strong, it must be broken!