Click~
The wooden floor became fragile due to the burning of the flames, and footsteps falling on it became clearly audible.
Zhang Qing stepped closer to the door in front that blocked the fire, and the moment it opened, he saw dozens of sharp wooden thorns rushing towards him.
The flames roared past, and all the wooden thorns including the formation used as a trap were turned into ashes.
"This is... the warehouse?" Zhang Qing said casually, feeling the moisture and vitality in the air.
Walking forward to a pool, the flames began to spread from under the feet. After a while, the surrounding area became dry. When the water disappeared, more than a dozen boxes with exquisite runes engraved on the surface appeared in front of the eyes.
He opened it casually, there was nothing inside, but Zhang Qing laughed.
"The Zhao family's methods are indeed impressive. The weapon refiner cannot guarantee a success rate of more than 50% for space equipment, but it was actually... planted by you with your spirit."
The moment the words fell, Zhang Qing turned around suddenly, and the flames turned into a palm and condensed in the void, imprisoning a beautiful female cultivator in mid-air.
"As expected, the inheritance of immortal magic cannot be evaluated unilaterally. If you keep hiding in the wood, I may not be able to find you." Kanshu La
Feeling the burning and pain on her neck, Zhao Xueqian couldn't help but twist her expression, but her eyes were fixed on Zhang Qing.
"If I guess correctly, these boxes contain not only the spiritual objects of your Zhao family, but also the monks hiding in other courtyards who did not die immediately, right?"
"You can actually release living creatures. The Zhao family's inheritance of immortal magic is really shocking."
After hearing Zhang Qing's words, Zhao Xueqian's eyes finally changed and she looked at Zhang Qing in horror.
The two people looked at each other at this moment, and Zhang Qing's voice was as gentle as water, moistening each other's eyes, and it was like a low whisper from the sky.
"I can let you go and let you take all these things away. Do you think you should be tempted by this offer?"
A silver-white, somewhat unremarkable mask appeared in Zhang Qing's hand, and then he slowly put it on his face, with only a pair of calm eyes exposed.
…
In the sky, Zhang Qing rushed out with flames all over his body.
"Anything found down there?"
"No, the Zhao family should have transferred in advance. There are only some first-level spiritual materials left for us."
"It's not surprising. If we had come here a few days later, I'm afraid these people would have disappeared."
Zhang Qing nodded, and then asked aloud: "What should we do now? Do we still want to kill?"
"We can't just give up if we want. These Zhao family members plan to give us a fight."
As Zhang Jiuying spoke, he shouted at the Zhao Family Foundation Establishment opposite, "What are you waiting for? If you don't want to leave, then don't leave!"
The flames covered him and forced the monk to retreat.
"The gap between the third level of Foundation Establishment and the fourth level of Foundation Establishment is a bit big." Zhang Qing looked at this scene and couldn't help but say.
"No, there is a big gap between the initial stage of foundation building and the following six levels." Zhang Jiuying said then, and then continued to press the Zhao family monk.
He had the ability to kill the opponent, but he never broke out. Finally, the opponent's foundation couldn't wait any longer.
"Elder of the clan!"
In the distance, the Zhao family who was fighting with Zhang Wugong in the late stage of foundation building glanced here, and his bones clenched with fists.
Then he roared at the others, "Form up! Give it a try in the end."
The six Zhao family monks quickly pushed back the Zhang family who were against them, and then fell around the late-stage foundation building, continuously scattering thousands of spiritual seeds from the storage ring.
Those seeds fell to the earth, melted into the charred ground of the other courtyard and disappeared.
It seemed as if nothing had happened, but the mana in the six Zhao family foundation builders in the sky was flowing crazily. At the same time, the breeze blew in the surrounding sky, and then blew away all the ashes below the battlefield at a speed visible to the naked eye.
“Withered trees come spring.”
The Zhang family and others also gathered together. Looking at the changes around them, Zhang Wugong said subconsciously.
The earth was filled with life, and dots of green emerged from the ashes of the other courtyard, and then spread in all directions. Within a few breaths, no one could see any man-made structures under their feet. Weeds and vines covered the Zhao family's house. All traces have been erased.
In other words, everything in front of me is the ironclad evidence of the Zhao family's existence.
Among the countless green plants, there is a tree that is growing rapidly, becoming taller and stronger.
"Willow tree, the Zhao family buried a willow branch underneath. It seems to be a rare treasure."
"Level 4? It's just a branch. How much power can they unleash?"
Zhang Wugong snorted coldly, "Kill those people first!"
After speaking, he rushed towards the Zhao Family Foundation Establishment, but a willow branch fell halfway and knocked him away.
"Zhang Wugong, let's compete today. Who will die, you or me?"
In the later stage of Zhao family's foundation building, he laughed wildly and turned into a ray of emerald green light, rushing towards the towering willow tree, and his whole body blended with it.
At the same time, the other five Zhao Family Foundation Builders flew away into the distance with pale faces, preparing to leave the Pine Lake Swamp.
"No need to chase." Zhang Wugong stopped everyone who wanted to chase, and his eyes fell on the willow tree where the demons were dancing wildly.
"Killing him is worth more than others."
Zhang Qing's body was also surging with the heat of flames, but as soon as he rushed out, a willow branch fell down, and in an instant, the force of the earth shattering fell on him.
When he came back to his senses, he found that he was stuck in a swamp, and the red sky in the distance was intertwined with green power.
Returning to the sky, Zhang Qing no longer had any thoughts of showing off. He was knocked unconscious with just one blow. How could he beat him?
The movement in the distance changed from day to night, and then to the second dawn, and the raging spiritual energy in the sky finally dissipated.
On the battlefield, Zhang Qing saw that the ground in the Zhao Family Courtyard was in a mess, with wreckage covered with willow branches everywhere.
"The Zhao family is so hard to kill!" Zhang Wugong clenched his fists and gradually calmed down the restless power in his body.
Turning back to look at Zhang Qing, "You go back to the mine and transfer people over. This will be the Zhang family's residence from now on."
"Yes." In response, Zhang Qing continued to ask: "Elder, there seems to be a lot of people around. Do you want to get rid of them?"
Zhang Wugong glanced at the surrounding void coldly, "Oh, let them watch and witness the change of ownership in Songhu Swamp. Let them know that in the future, Songhu will never dare to offer a reward to the Zhang family again."
Having said that, this late-stage foundation builder didn't care about anything else. He sat down cross-legged on the ruin-like ground and began to restore the mana in his body.
