However, everyone saw that these two people were a stigma and a horse-faced human.

The figures of these two people are several times taller than those of ordinary people. They emit a strong yin energy and are covered with black cloth, which is extremely mysterious.

The cow head was carrying a huge death scythe on his back. The black scythe was shining with black light, which was frightening.

The horse face was wrapped around dark chains, which were the mysterious weapons of the horse face.

It was not until the two of them appeared that the space-time shuttle formation that was temporarily drawn on the ground completely disappeared.

"See Lord Mengpo!"

When the cow head and horse met Meng Po, they quickly knelt down.

From this point of view, Meng Po's identity in Avici Hell is definitely not low.

Meng Po nodded and said, "You guys get up!"

"Mr. Xie Mengpo." The bull-headed and horse-faced stood up together. They were at least fifteen feet tall, which was as tall as Zhang Zichen's four or five. Their figures were also very strong, and their muscles were bulging. It was obvious that their cultivation was not low.

"Niutao and horse face, has the King of Hell told you that you were here to solve the problem of Penglai Immortal Island for Zhang Zichen?" Meng Po asked.

The cow head and horse face nodded at the same time and said, "Yes! The King of Hell ordered us that if the Tu tribe persuaded them not to retreat, then kill them directly!"

"Yeah!" Meng Po turned her head and looked at Zhang Zichen, saying, "Zhang Zichen, the ox head and horse face are our masters of Avici Hell. Although they are all cultivators at the early stage of the Holy Lord, as long as they merge, their strength can reach the middle stage of the Holy Lord. This time, you are facing difficulties in Penglai Immortal Island, and I will let them go back with you. How about it?"

"Let these two Saint Lords follow me?" Zhang Zichen was so shocked that he almost couldn't speak.

"What? Are you unhappy?" Meng Po asked.

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no,

Although Zhang Zichen knew that there must be a conspiracy in Avici Hell, since Zhang Zichen already owed them a favor, it would be okay to owe another one.

Moreover, Zhang Zichen can also use the power of these two saints to walk in front of them, foxes and tigers are pretending to be powerful.

At that time, when the Tu people saw that the people from Avici Hell had come to help, they would definitely be scared to Tao Zhiyao.

Whenever Zhang Zichen thinks of this, he feels happy.

Over the years, Zhang Zichen has had enough of the days of hiding from all over the world and being chased by others.

Today, if you can take advantage of the power of these two saints and walk on the road with great swagger, you will not be so depressed.

"Zhang Zichen, after the Tu tribe's problem is solved this time, the bullhead and horse face will return to my Avici Hell. So, if you encounter danger in the future, then you can ask for your own blessings!"

Meng Po interrupted Zhang Zichen's thoughts.

Zhang Zichen smiled. Avici Hell was able to send two saints, Niu Tou and Horse Face, to accompany him. Zhang Zichen was already very content with this.

"Senior Meng, don't worry!" Zhang Zichen smiled, "We will be careful in the future."

"Well! Since that's the case, then you guys go!" Meng Po told.

Zhang Zichen had already wanted to leave. Now that he would set out earlier, he would be able to arrive at Penglai Immortal Island as soon as possible.

So, Zhang Zichen bid farewell to Chen Xiaotian, Chen Zhanfeng and others.

Originally, Chen Zhanfeng took the initiative to go to Penglai Immortal Island with Zhang Zichen and others to help a little.

However, under Zhang Zichen's persuasion, Chen Zhanfeng still failed to succeed.

After all, Chen Zhanfeng is only at the early stage of the True Lord's cultivation level. Even if he goes, his strength will have no effect.

After that, Zhang Zichen took Ding Yao, Duanmuxue, Long Fei and Feiyue, and Niu Tou and Horse Face to pass the teleportation formation and disappeared on the Chen family island.

The light in the sky gradually dimmed, and a cool breeze blew in the center of the Tamsui Lake.

Night has fallen.

Chen Xiaotian and Meng Po stood in the square of the cultivation hall and witnessed Zhang Zichen and others leaving.

After a while, Chen Xiaotian took a deep breath and suddenly said, "Meng Po, are you Avici Hell really going to take this risk?"

Meng Po's eyes suddenly fell into a hazy state. She nodded and shook her head again, as if she could not tell the meaning of Chen Xiaotian's words.

"Although Zhang Zichen is just a kid in the early stage of the True Lord. For us, a finger or even a thought can make him die without a burial place." Chen Xiaotian sighed and said, "But his cultivation talent and the luck of heaven are the fastest and strongest in the world. If we don't kill him now, we will help him grow. Don't you worry about him growing up?"

Meng Po frowned and shook her head and smiled bitterly: "Chen Xiaotian, can you Chen family not want to get involved?"

"Not this." Chen Xiaotian worried, "I'm just worried, will one day we kill Emperor Xuanyuan Tian, ​​but Zhang Zichen got up?"

"Kill Emperor Xuanyuan Tian?" Meng Po shook his head, "He is a super strong man in the realm of the Great Emperor. How could he be that simple to kill him? The King of Hell just wants to find someone to hold Emperor Xuanyuan Tian.”

"But... if you find someone to hold Emperor Xuanyuan Tian, ​​you don't need to find Zhang Zichen?" Chen Xiaotian opposed again, "Have you never heard of all kinds of rumors about Zhang Zichen over the years? Those things that really happen, aren't you afraid that one day when Zhang Zichen grows to the point where we can't control it?"

"Haha!" Meng Po's laughter was like crying, "Chen Xiaotian, the King of Hell never thought of this. But think about it carefully, if Zhang Zichen did not have nine souls, such high talent for cultivation, and such good luck in heaven, why should we look for him? Why can he hold up Emperor Xuanyuan Tian?"

"This..." Chen Xiaotian thought for a long time before nodding, "You are talking about it. If there were no one like Zhang Zichen, there would be no one in this world that could hold Emperor Xuanyuan Tian."

"Just understand it." Meng Po replied, "Chen Xiaotian, while your grandson Chen Zhanfeng and Zhang Zichen have a good relationship, you should hurry up and climb to this big backer! In this way, your Chen family can defeat Donghuangdao and Donghai Dragon Palace sooner or later, and then destroy the Ji family in the north and unify the water clan!"

"Big backer, big backer..." Chen Xiaotian was amused and crying, "I really didn't expect that a strong man in the realm of the Holy Lord would actually win over a weak cultivator in the early realm of the True Lord. This is really ridiculous. In my opinion, it would be better to kill Zhang Zichen and seize the treasures on him. These days, I know that Zhang Zichen has earth scrolls and fire scrolls of Huangyun Tianshu, two magical tools, and other treasures we don't know. These treasures are enough for us to digest."

"Child!" Meng Po gave Chen Xiaotian a blank look, "Chen Xiaotian, Chen Xiaotian, are you really confused?"
Chapter completed!