Zabel hurried to check!

That is……

A blood-stained figure, one leg was cut off, and half of the body was pressed under the beam of the collapsed house of Haoran Academy.

Although this person has been dead for a long time and her face is pale, it can still be seen that there should be a beautiful woman in front of her!

"Ahhh!"

Zabel was in extreme pain and roared up to the sky!

He rushed forward and hugged Lin Wan'er's body.

After crying bitterly, he took a deep breath and took out a talisman.

Talismans are natural without fire.

Then, a teleportation formation formed by intertwined blue-white rays of light appeared in front of him.

A tall, bald old man with a long white beard, who only had a tiger skin tied around his waist to cover his shame, and a large gourd hanging around his waist, walked out of the teleportation formation.

"Grandson! Who dares to deceive me, the descendant of Priest Hurna Turing?!"

The rough old man's voice was like a bell.

"Grandpa!"

Zabel knelt down, hugged the rough old man's thigh, wept, pointed at Lin Wan'er's corpse and said, "Look! My sweetheart!"

"Ok?!"

The rough old man naturally knew that this time Zabel came to Zhao State to propose marriage to Haoran Academy.

Seeing this, he frowned.

A streak of blue-white light appeared in front of him, forming a circular mirror.

In the picture of the round mirror, the picture of Zhuang Zhentian massacred Haoran Academy appeared impressively!

"Heh, an eighth-layer Nascent Soul cultivator, relying on a spiritual treasure, actually slaughtered Haoran Academy to the ground. It's really dehumanizing!"

After the rough old man watched it, the round mirror disappeared, stroked Zabel's head and said, "Grandson, don't worry!"

"Although my Huerna prairie is vast and sparsely populated. However, because of this, the resources of the entire prairie are in the hands of our family!"

"Grandpa Ancestor is a strong man who has lived for tens of thousands of years in the middle of his out-of-body experience! Even the ancient demon master in Zhao's legend has to call me big brother when he sees me!"

"This demon boy on the eighth floor of Nascent Soul dares to kill your sweetheart, I will never spare him!"

"My grandfather will cast a spell to find the whereabouts of that demon sect boy, to avenge your unmarried, and to avenge my granddaughter-in-law!"

...

Zhao State, a stone room in a certain mountain forest.

"Out of the body on the second floor, the pinnacle!"

After absorbing the energy of Ye Fan's feedback, Zhuang Zhentian smiled: "According to this training speed, it won't take long for this old man to reach the perfect state of exiting the body!"

...

Zhuang Zhentian finished his work, left the stone room, and galloped away toward the north of the Dajing Dynasty!

...

"Oh?"

After the rough old man cast the spell, he smiled: "Grandson, don't worry! The murderer is heading in our direction."

"Ok!"

Zabelle nodded heavily and said, "Grandpa Zu, this person slaughtered Haoran Academy to the ground, presumably, it should be an evil cultivator who kills people without blinking an eye! Killing him is not only to avenge Mu Wan'er, but also Eliminate evil for the world!"

"Exactly!"

...

After half a day.

huh~~~

Black and red light, shuttled between the clouds.

However.

at this time!

One after another, powerful fist winds came from all directions!

"Ok?!"

Zhuang Zhentian was surprised: "What's going on?!"

"Could it be that there are still masters in Zhao State!"

"However, that's fine!"

"Just right, use the blood of the strong to sacrifice my phantom spirit sword!"

Zhuang Zhentian, who was just an ordinary flying, immediately used his volley skills!

Suddenly, his speed through the clouds suddenly accelerated!

The few fist winds that were supposed to hit him were all in vain, and the shock wave generated by the impact swayed the cloud layer into a circle of holes hundreds of meters.

"what?"

Miles away, in the clouds.

The rough old man snorted unexpectedly, and then said: "Grandson, you wait here. Just let Grandpa go to meet him for a while!"

"It seems that his strength has made great progress compared with the previous massacre of Haoran Academy!"

"Otherwise, just the few punches just now would be enough to kill him!"

"Okay, Grandpa!"

Zabelle nodded.

Subsequently.

The rough old man stepped forward as if walking in the fog.

Step out, shrink into an inch!

In the blink of an eye, he came to Zhuang Zhentian and blocked his way!

The speed of the two sides is too fast!

Before even having time to talk, Zhuang Zhentian, who noticed that there was an obstacle in front of him, swung his sword directly, wanting to break through the obstacle!

And how could that rough old man be cut down easily?

On his hands, there appeared a pair of black-blue colored gloves wrapped around his elbows, which looked like glazed gloves with a texture of gold and iron!

Ka Ka Ka!

The phantom spirit sword that Ye Fan transformed into collided with the glazed glove, making a harsh noise, and bursts of sparks erupted!

The huge impact it generated caused the surrounding winds to surge, shaking all the surrounding clouds and mists, and a vacuum area for several miles appeared.

At this time.

Zhuang Zhen only saw the person in front of him clearly.

"Who are you? How dare you stop me from going! Could it be that you think your head has been on your body for too long?"

After Zhuang Zhentian fought him briefly, he retreated a few meters and asked in the air.

"This seat is the Hurna Prairie, the guardian of the sacrificial totem, Zabekun!"

The bald-headed and white-bearded old man, wearing black-blue glazed gloves like gold and iron, with only tiger skins tied around his waist, with a tall stature and muscles like a horned dragon, said, "You, you should be a boy from the Zhao Kingdom's Demon Sect, right? "

"Zabekun?!!"

Zhuang Zhentian was shocked!

After spending hundreds of years of hard work, he tried his best to awaken the ancient demon master. When he looked up the ancient books, he naturally saw this name!

This is……

A peerless powerhouse stronger than the ancient demon master!

Even if he is as strong as the ancient demon master, he has to bow his head and call him big brother when he sees Zabekun!

"impossible!"

Zhuang Zhentian shouted: "Zabekun is a strong man at the same time as the ancient demon master! Now that tens of thousands of years have passed, how can you be Zabekun?"

"Jie ha ha ha!"

Zabeikun laughed loudly and forcefully, his huge chest muscles trembling and said, "I didn't expect you, you kid, to even hear about the old man's name!"

Zhuang Zhentian frowned and turned his head quickly!

Maybe……

It could be Zabekun!

After all, Zhuang Zhentian didn't hold back the sword just now!

If it's just Nascent Soul cultivation, then the bald-headed and white-bearded old man is absolutely impossible to block so easily!

Therefore, this old man must be the same as Zhuang Zhentian, a powerhouse in the out-of-body stage!

And the powerhouses in the out-of-body stage have their own dignity, and there is absolutely no need to deceive Zhuang Zhentian in terms of identity.

Therefore, Zhuang Zhentian took a deep breath, held the sword in his right hand and hung down on his body, his left hand was placed in the palm of his hand, covering the face of his right fist, he bowed and said: "Junior, the current demon leader Zhuang Zhentian!"

"Your Excellency is a senior at the same time as the ancient master of the Demon Sect. Not only that, why are you here waiting for the junior?"