In a classic and simple room.

The Queen of Ghost Emperor sat upright in front of Zhang Yi. She picked up the teacup and took a sip of the tea. She glanced at Zhang Yi without looking sideways and said, "What?

You won’t feel guilty, do you?”

Guilt?

I feel a little guilty, but what?

If the facts are really explained, King Nandan would not tear him down?

Zhang Yi pondered for a moment and prepared to go to the Nandan King's cultivation room tonight.

The Nandan King was already injured and needed to take the blood of the Nine-tailed Fox tonight, and then he needed to go to the cultivation room to cooperate with his own internal energy treatment.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Once you get the prescription for the Soul-Healing Pill, you must leave here as quickly as possible.

Zhang Yi looked at the Danta in his hand and was immersed in his mind.

This Danta treasure was stained with the blood of an emperor, and after thousands of years, it gave birth to spiritual wisdom.

He wanted to seize his imperial bones before, but now he is willing to surrender.

Why is this?

In short, you must be careful about this Danta.

That night.

King Nandan went to his cultivation room and began to take the blood of the Nine-tailed Fox, preparing to cooperate with his own internal strength to heal his injuries.

Zhang Yi followed King Nandan as soon as possible.

He hid his breath, leaving the Nandan King without any notice.

Soon, Zhang Yi followed the Nandan King to the dense forest behind the Nandan Palace.

This dense forest was very quiet, a little strange, with only the rapid footsteps of the Nandan King.

King Nandan came to the foot of a mountain. He looked around and saw that there was no one around, and suddenly opened the stone door of the cultivation room.

It turns out that the practice room of King Nandan is a cave.

Boom! The Nandan King entered the cave and the stone gate was closed.

Zhang Yi waited quietly for more than ten minutes, and learned from the Nandan King to open the stone gate and sneak into it.

There was a faint fire inside, illuminating the environment inside.

This is a very narrow passage that leads directly into the depths without seeing the end.

Zhang Yi pointed to the ground with his toes, lightened his steps and went deeper into it.

A few minutes later, he came to a relatively spacious place.

This is a natural cave.

Along the way, he saw a building similar to a sacrificial platform in front of him.

On the stone platform, there was a man sitting cross-legged.

No! To be precise, it was a skeleton! The man was left with only a white skeleton, wearing a tattered sackcloth.

Although this person has been dead for countless years, he can still feel an extremely oppressive aura from him.

Could it be that this skeleton was an ancestor of Nandan Palace?

Sitting here?

Zhang Yi didn't have the time to pay attention to these things, and his eyes were quickly attracted by the bookshelf in the distance.

These bookshelf are all carved out of stone.

There are many scrolls on it.

These scrolls are covered with dust, and some have become ragged under the erosion of time.

The well-preserved ones are basically those parchment rolls.

Zhang Yi was both surprised and happy. If he guessed correctly, the prescription for the Soul-Healing Pill was included.

Without thinking too much, he rushed over quickly and began to search.

"Who are you?"

Unexpectedly, just as Zhang Yi was searching for the scroll, he suddenly heard a loud shout from behind him.

Zhang Yi's whole body froze. He slowly turned around and saw the Nandan King standing in the distance, staring at him fiercely.

He was now covering his face, so that the Nandan King could not recognize him for a moment.

"I'll find something."

Zhang Yi quickly calmed down and deliberately changed his tone, making the Nandan King unable to recognize him.

The King of Nandan looked at Zhang Yi deeply and smiled and said, "What do you need to find?"

"Haha, even if I say it, will you give it to me?"

Zhang Yi sneered and responded, ready to run away at any time.

"Show your true face!"

The aura of Nandan King burst out, and his own hostility was swelling, which was very terrifying.

Zhang Yi's eyelids twitched wildly. He shocked the strength of the Southern Dan King and even more shocked the terrifying aura he exuded.

How terrifying is this?

Back then, he was involved in the mercenary world and killed countless people, and his anger reached a very terrible level.

However, compared with the Nandan King in front of him, he is simply a witch.

Strangely, why does the dignified Nandan King have such a terrifying hostility?

These angers are terrible and can erode people's nerves, thus making people crazy and go crazy.

Perhaps, the King of Nandan sent Danqing out to capture the blood of the nine-tailed fox in order to suppress his own anger.

Chi! Zhang Yi pointed like a sword, and transformed into a blood-colored sword light, strangling towards the Nandan King.

He took action at the first time, and did not want to bother with the Nandan King at all, and wanted to leave here quickly... Humph! The Nandan King sneered disdain and waved his palm.

The palm power is illusory, the universe is reversed, and life is destroyed, forming a terrible vision here.

In an instant, the blood-red sword light was defeated, dissipating and invisible.

Zhang Yi was very terrified.

This Nandan King was so strong that he had at least the late stage of the naturalization realm! Then, he turned around and was about to escape, not wanting to get entangled with the Nandan King.

Although he has the ability to suppress the Nandan King.

But once you do that, your identity will be exposed.

"Junior brother, stop running..." Unexpectedly, before Zhang Yi could run two steps, the cold voice of King Nandan came.

Um?

!Zhang Yi immediately stopped.

No?

Haven't I covered my face?

How could King Nandan recognize himself?

"Junior brother?

Who is your junior brother?

You recognized the wrong person!"

Zhang Yi pretended to be confused and responded coldly.

"Haha, junior brother, don't pretend."

The King of Nandan was not in a hurry. He had a kind smile on his face and said, "Since you just followed me, I have noticed your existence. Remove your face towel."

"You really recognized the wrong person. Who is your junior brother?"

Of course, Zhang Yi would not admit it stupidly. He flashed and rushed towards the exit.

The body of the Nandan King moved with the wind, blocking the only exit, and said with a smile: "Junior brother, I admire you very much. It is because of this that I will accept disciples on behalf of the master. If you do this, the senior brother will be angry."

"roll!"

Zhang Yi was too lazy to talk nonsense, and his breath exploded in full swing, transforming into billions of sword intent.

The sword intent ran through the sky and strangled towards the Nandan King.

"Since that's the case, I can only force you to show your true face!"
To be continued...