Eliminate Demons in Lin Zhengying's World

"Where did Ye Zhenjun go?" Zou Qingyang asked the people around him in a low voice.

"Maybe I got lost?" Zou Qingcang shook his head, and said in a concentrated voice: "The black mist is too weird, even if I enter first, I will encounter big troubles. That kid is comparable to my cultivation level, so I probably won't be able to please him .”

Zou Hongxue and Zou Hongwen nodded silently. Those who maintained the formation in the Zou family, no matter whether they were slaves, collateral descendants, or direct descendants, were all missing.

At this time, those who stood on top of everything were the Zou family and Zou Wenmiao.

"Forget it, don't care about that kid." Zou Qingyang gazed into the distance, but couldn't see anything, and snorted coldly: "If he doesn't get lost, maybe we still need to take action to kill him. Now that he's lost in the Demon God Mountain, There is no doubt about death."

There was no emotion in his tone, as if he was talking about trivial things.

A look of disappointment appeared in Zou Wenmiao's dark eyes. She originally hoped that Ye Fan would help her against the Zou family.

Unexpectedly, all the calculations, caught off guard by the chaos of the black mist, just fell through.

Zou Qingyang took out the human skin map again, glanced at the route, glanced at Zou Wenmiao slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Wen Miao, let's put aside the grievances between us for now, we are now in the Yaoshen Mountain, I hope you can take the overall situation as a priority." Seriously, I don't want to talk about the importance of this trip to the Zou family."

"Hmph, I can tell the difference." Zou Wenmiao glanced at him coldly and hummed.

Zou Qingyang shook his head slightly, and walked towards a certain direction with the map in hand.

In the black mist, even with a map, it is difficult to tell the direction.

Fortunately, Zou Qingyang's cultivation is advanced, so he can barely discern.

Chapter 1398 The living people in the mountains are inexplicable!

Ye Fan followed the route, and as he advanced, the black mist seemed to become thinner.

However, instead of being happy, he was more cautious.

Yaoshen Mountain is one of the ancient lich battlefields, and the ancient heaven was crippled.

At this moment, there are dangers everywhere, and he understands that there must be dangers hidden under the calm, and he must not take it lightly.

The spiritual power in the dantian surged like a tide, and the blood in the body roared and boiled like magma.

The Jade Immortal sword clanked, buzzed and vibrated, and made a posture of attacking at all times.

Ye Fan strode forward, getting closer and closer to the corpse of Emperor Jun marked on the route.

The closer to the destination, the thinner the black mist.

After a stick of incense, he stood in front of a mansion with fireworks.

With the breeze blowing, the surrounding black mist disappeared with the wind, which surprised Ye Fan a little.

"Ji Mansion?"

Ye Fan looked up at the plaque in front of him, and murmured softly.

Could it be that Dijun's body is hidden here?

"Squeak!"

When Ye Fan was thinking, the door of the mansion was pushed open.

A young man's head poked out from behind the door, wearing a black robe and a hat from the Song Dynasty.

When seeing Ye Fan, the young man was also stunned.

Not only he was stunned, but Ye Fan was also stunned, the two of them stared wide-eyed.

Ye Fan didn't expect such a terrifying place as Yaoshen Mountain, since there are still living people.

He has checked everything along the way, and there is absolutely no smell of living people on the road.

At this moment, Ye Fan breathed out the breath of a young man again, and the person in front of him did not have any evil spirits.

The whole body is full of energy and blood, full of energy, which is definitely the state that young people should have.

Ye Fan walked into the mansion unknowingly.

"Oh, you're here."

The young man seemed to know Ye Fan and welcomed him in enthusiastically.

The young man's face was originally filled with unresolved melancholy, but when he came back to his senses, he took the initiative to step forward and dragged Ye Fan, and saw him dragging Ye Fan desperately into the mansion.

"Come in! Master is waiting for you!"

As the young man entered the mansion, the atmosphere of the entire Ji family became a little dignified.

When I came to the living room, I saw an old man in a brocade robe sitting in the main seat, who seemed to be very old.

Below the old man was a middle-aged woman in a red brocade dress, with a plump figure, probably in her forties.

Originally, the two of them were apprehensive, drinking tea absent-mindedly, and remained silent.

Until the young man pulled Ye Fan in, the two looked at each other with joy on their faces, and stood up from the chair with a jerk.

"Ye Zhenjun. You are finally here."

The old man took the lead and took Ye Fan's hand, almost crying out of excitement.

The woman in red followed closely behind, and the red handkerchief in her hand was fluttering: "We have been waiting for you so much that we cried!"

Looking at the anxious posture of the two of them, and seeing the look of eager hope in their eyes, Ye Fan was a little puzzled by Monk Zhang Er.