I climb the fairy ladder by farming

Chapter 97 The Little Thousand World Seventeen
As soon as he entered the arena, a disgusting breath came over his face. Zhang Zheng's heart sank two points, and he continued to move forward in the direction of the breath.

"Master Taoist?"

A familiar voice came from the front, Zhang Zheng stopped in his tracks, half-closed his eyes, hiding the suspicion and murderous intent in his eyes, and laughed at Yan Yan.

"Master Shen, what a coincidence."

Shen Changan covered his back with one hand, walked briskly towards Zhang Zheng, his eyes were as cold as a spring, and there was a smile on his lips, "Master Taoist is here to see the competition?"

Shen Changan approached step by step, and the distance between the two was gradually shortening. Zhang Zheng quietly hid his right hand in his wide sleeve, and stroked the black fire stick.

She smiled, not seeing anything unusual, "Of course, it's time to recruit apprentices, and the poor are here to join in the fun. But..."

Shen Changan raised his eyebrows, "Huh?"

Zhang Zheng rested his left hand on his right arm, and tapped his fingers lightly, "Poverty seems to have come at a bad time."

"Young Master Shen has left the stage as the host. I am afraid that today's competition is over."

Shen Changan stopped in mid-air, chuckled, and slowly took back the foot he was about to take.

The distance between them is less than an inch, which is enough to make up for with a long sword.

"Master Taoist, why are you so haunted?"

His hand behind his back was slowly exposed, dark red blood accumulated in the indentation of the long sword blade, with a twist of his wrist, the blade turned into wind, reaching straight to the center of his eyebrows.

Zhang Zheng took a slid step, stepped back to avoid the menacing long sword, his eyes were dark, and he smiled jokingly: "Mr. Shen is not going to be a jade-faced gentleman anymore?"

"Pa-ta." The blood on the sword dripped and scattered in the air.

"I remember I said it, but it's just a false name."

Zhang Zheng turned sideways to avoid Jianfeng again, and nodded sincerely in response: "Pimpedao naturally remembers, but Miss Xiaoxiao...I'm afraid I thought you were joking."

The aggressive long sword paused for a moment, barely visible, and then turned into faster lightning.

The thick smell of blood lingered on the tip of his nose, and Zhang Zheng's contemptuous expression turned solemn, letting the sharp tip of the long sword approach through the air, reaching directly between his eyebrows.

There was a slight tingling between the eyebrows, and when the skin was broken, Zhang Zheng's figure flickered and disappeared as if out of thin air.

Shen Changan couldn't calm down any longer, and hastily put his sword across his chest, but his speed was still a step slower, and the fire stick fell from the sky, and it quickly magnified in his constricted pupils.

"boom--"

Zhang Zheng quickly retreated, and the fire stick was sent flying and hit the stone wall hard. The hard and thick stone wall collapsed in an instant, and it was as soft as tofu.

Holding the fire stick tightly again, my heart was beating wildly, and all kinds of thoughts in my mind exploded.

Who is that person?

Why is there a magic weapon in the realm of comprehension?
Why did he suddenly appear to rescue Shen Chang'an?

The stone wall collapsed with a bang, and the soot that was stirred up almost covered the entire world in front of us.

In the gray mist, Zhang Zheng looked straight at a pair of sparkling eyes, those eyes were extremely beautiful, the world is green mountains and green waters, flowers and brocade leaves, the moon and the sun...

Thousands of beautiful scenery seem to fall into it, and the most beautiful scenery is told by it.

The gentle long wind blows, mixed with spring rain and autumn dew, as warm and cool as jade.

"break!"

Zhang Zheng's fascinated expression was broken, the illusion was torn apart, the pitch-black pupils shrank to the extreme, there were tiny scars all over his body, and a steady stream of blood soaked his clothes.

How can there be any gentle wind and rain!Warm and cool as jade!

Countless piercing sword energy covered the sky and the sun, and the wind howled wherever it passed, and the dust swept the sky.

Zhang Zheng couldn't care less about disabling the spiritual energy anymore, he set up the water cover to protect the important parts, and the "Light Spirit Jue" was running to the extreme, and he ran out crazily.

"Thank you, aunt, for saving me."

The woman gently caressed Chang An's cheek with one hand, turning a blind eye to the fear and horror that was desperately suppressed in his eyes.

After a while, she stood up, her skirt dancing like a butterfly without wind, "Chang'an, aunt is leaving."

Shen Chang'an, who was lying on his back among the ruins, did not answer, and looked at the woman's back with an inexplicable expression.

The setting sun shrouded her figure, and she stood in the bright red sun, which was more dazzling than the red sun.

"Let's go, without Chang'an."

The gray-robed boy knelt and half-knelt and said yes. The next moment, a cold light flashed, and the dozens of people who helped Shen Chang'an massacre the people in the martial arts field all fell to the ground, their heads rolled off, and their faces remained in the beauty of the illusion. They couldn't help themselves. Know.

After a while, Shen Changan, who was in a daze, came back to his senses, stood up with difficulty, picked up the long sword that was broken every inch, and looked at the sky where they disappeared from afar.

There was too much commotion here, and it would soon attract the people of the whole city. Shen Chang'an took a last look at the central arena where corpses were strewn all over the place, and the dozens of people who were headed by family members, and set off to leave.

Besides, Zhang Zheng ran "Qing Ling Jue" all the way and rushed back to the yard in the west of the city as fast as possible. Before he could catch his breath, he quickly sent a voice transmission to Jiao Min and the others to come to the backyard immediately.

Jiao Min hurried to the backyard, and what caught his eyes was a bloody man, almost screaming in fright.

Zhang Zheng looked down at his own appearance, and couldn't help but click his tongue. Sure enough, he couldn't stay in the peaceful world for too long, but he was frightened by a little blood.

Even though he thought so, Zhang Zheng still used a cleansing formula, it's best not to scare the children.

Zhu Tianshun and Xie Ge had also rushed over, Zhu Tianshun trotted forward, and asked anxiously, "What's wrong with Miss Zhang Zheng? Why did you suddenly use your divine sense?"

Not only spiritual consciousness, but also spiritual power.

The wounds on his face were too dense, like a dense silk net. In front of several people, Zhang Zheng didn't dare to repair it rashly with vitality, and simply let it be.

"I have encountered some troubles. There are monks other than us in this world. Their cultivation base is far higher than mine. She used her spiritual power."

As soon as the voice fell, I heard a thunderous thunder in a sunny day.

Once the laws of this world discover forces that do not belong to this world, they will become extremely cautious and expel all foreign forces.

They've been discovered, even if they're not using psychic powers.

Even Xie Ge, who always looked calm, couldn't help frowning and pursing his lips.

The thunder is rolling, getting closer, the law of this world is warning them.

"We have to leave immediately, not only because of the expulsion of the law, but also the mysterious high-level monk, she is a great threat to us."

Jiao Min recovered, and hurriedly said: "Okay, I'll go and tell the children to prepare quickly."

Even if the task is not completed, they have no time to delay now.

A total of four children, two boys and two girls, the sex ratio is just right.

Now that they have been discovered, the aura on them is no longer covered up, and the aura that is completely different from that of people in this world is revealed, so sharp that people can't even look directly at it.

The four of them took out the task cards and cooperated to create a radiant round door.

"Boom--", a strong wind rose from the ground, flying sand and rocks, and the mottled bamboo shadows shook violently, like a lonely boat among wild wolves.

The four looked at each other, and Zhang Zheng said, "Let's go."

After all, they each grabbed a child and escaped into the round door.

For a moment, the strange thunder stopped, and outside the courtyard in the west of the city, a chubby boy pushed open the door with a "Kang Dang".

The boy looked up at the calm sky. There were no clouds here just now, but the sky was thundering.

A little flame pattern between the eyebrows looks like a burning fire under the flaming red sunset.

(End of this chapter)