Zhang Zichen had known about these birds and sirens for a long time.

However, no matter how Zhang Zichen killed him, if he destroyed everything today, tomorrow morning, countless birds and sirens would fly and swim around Penglai Immortal Island.

After repeated this, Zhang Zichen had already lost interest in killing these birds and sirens.

What made Zhang Zichen extremely helpless was that before, these birds and sirens had been reporting their actions to various sects, and those sects and families had not sent anyone to kill him.

So many years have passed, but I didn’t expect that to this day, some people still miss themselves and want to chase them.

"Sister Mei, you can protect everyone later. Let me leave those people alone to deal with!"

Zhang Zichen was worried that Su Meier's demonic aura would be leaked, so he wanted to avoid letting Su Meier take action.

But Su Meier sneered, "No! I will kill them later!"

"You?" Zhang Zichen shook his head, about to refute.

But Su Meier interrupted Zhang Zichen and said, "Zhang Zichen, I haven't killed anyone for a long time. Let's leave these people to me later! And you, you are responsible for cleaning up these birds and sirens who are monitoring us, how about?"

"Isn't this good?" Zhang Zichen opposed, "I still think it's better for you not to take action."

"Oh!" Su Meier was a little impatient, "Zhang Zichen, you are so naughty. Sister Yifei is not as naughty as you, she is like an old woman."

Zhang Zichen and Mo Yifei looked at each other, then smiled helplessly and said, "Okay OK! Then follow you."

"That's about the same." Su Meier pouted. She looked like a little girlish, which was quite attractive.

Zhang Zichen quickly turned his gaze away, looked at Mo Yifei and smiled, "Sister Mo, you can wait here for a while, and I'll go."

"Okay, then be careful." Although Zhang Zichen only dealt with some birds and sirens with low cultivation, Mo Yifei still reminded.

Zhang Zichen looked back and smiled, and as he moved his feet, he flew out.

In the dark clouds in the sky, hundreds of birds followed Zhang Zichen and his ships, both near and far.

Zhang Zichen, who was flying in the air, sneered, opened his right hand and shouted loudly: "Suck!"

In an instant, a huge suction force sucked all the rain around him into his palm.

When the suction force disappeared, a huge long water-colored sword appeared in Zhang Zichen's hand.

Zhang Zichen's water-attributed soul has been cultivated to the great perfection level, and Zhang Zichen can control the water elements at will.

This water knife is composed of countless rainwater.

"Go to die for me!"

Zhang Zichen snorted coldly, and the whole thing turned into a blue phantom and rushed out.

"Qua!"

"Quake!"

Suddenly, bursts of bird screamed from the sky.

After a while, countless corpses of birds fell from the sky, fell into the sea, and disappeared.

After dealing with the birds in the sky, Zhang Zichen jumped into the bottom of the sea with another bang.

At this time, under the entire sea, the sea water rolled and the waves were surging.

In the blink of an eye, the clear sea water was dyed red by the blood of the monsters.

It took a long time before Zhang Zichen flew out from the bottom of the sea and landed on the bow of the ship.

"All done?" Su Meier asked.

"Yeah! It's all done." Zhang Zichen nodded, "No monster remains."

"Okay! Let's see me later." Su Mei'er clenched her fists with her hands, making her fingers clatter.

Between the clouds, lightning and thunder are roaring.

The rain curtain grew, the wind whistled, and the waves rolled up.

Suddenly, more than a dozen black figures flashed and appeared in front of the ship in the blink of an eye.

"People from the Hundred Ghosts!"

Seeing the black clothes these people were wearing, Zhang Zichen saw at a glance that only the killers of the Hundred Ghost Sect would dress up like this.

"Hundred Ghosts?"

When Su Meier heard these three words, she brows moved.

She turned her head and asked, "Zhang Zichen, are you sure this is the one from the Hundred Ghost Sect?"

"Look at their dress for eight/nine!" Zhang Zichen stared in the air, "No one of the family sects who want to intercept me will dress like this, except for the killers of the Baigui Sect."

"Hundred Ghost Sect, OK! OK!" Su Meier said excitedly, "I am about to settle the score with the people from Baigui Sect. Since they have arrived at the door, I will not be polite."

"Sister Mei, what are the misunderstandings between you and Baigui Sect?" Zhang Zichen said in confusion.

"The misunderstanding among us is huge." Su Meier said, "More than 6,000 years ago, when our demon clan and the heavenly court fought each other, the leader of the Baigui Sect, "Ghost Night Attack", led the disciples to secretly attack our masters and snatch our treasures. According to rumors, the Jiuli Pot, the magic weapon of our demon clan, was stolen by Ghost Night Attack."

"Jiuli Pot?" Hearing these three words, Zhang Zichen suddenly remembered something.

After a while, Zhang Zichen suddenly realized: "Yes, yes! On our Penglai Immortal Island, there is a person from the Hundred Ghost Sect, called Slaughter Dragon. He betrayed the Hundred Ghost Sect and followed me. But at that time, I heard another person tell the Dragon Slaughter that if Slaughter Dragon was caught, he would kill his body and lock his soul into the Jiuli pot, so that his soul would suffer eternal torture. Sister Mei, is this Jiuli pot the Jiuli pot you mentioned?"

Without thinking, Su Meier nodded and said, "If it were Jiulihu from Baigui Sect, then eight/nine-nine-buli, it must have been stolen by their sect leader Guiyezhai from our demon temple."

"So that's it. Today is just right. Sister Mei, you kill them first and let out this anger." Zhang Zichen was also unhappy when he saw the people from Baigui Sect.

Back then, when Zhang Zichen first came to Mirage City, he was chased by the people from the Hundred Ghost Sect.

Many times later, in the Tu tribe and the Western Wilderness Forest, Zhang Zichen was hunted down by the Hundred Ghost Gate.

Later, it was the Dragon Slayer, and other masters such as Fang Hongbo. The assassination again and again made Zhang Zichen almost explain it to them several times.

So Zhang Zichen really hated this Hundred Ghost Sect.

Hurry!

A wave came over the surface.

The big ship under Zhang Zichen's feet was undulating in the waves.

There were at least more than thirty monks around the ship.

There are more than twenty of these monks, all of whom are masters in the Daluo Golden Immortal Realm.

Among them, three or five are monks in the middle stage of the True Lord and the early stage of the True Lord, but the most powerful one is one of them who is about forty years old.

This middle-aged man's feather fan and squid, and his colorful clothes floated in the wind and rain, making him very famous.

This person has the cultivation level of the True Lord's later stage.

Moreover, he smiled, condescendingly, and said aloud: "Zhang Zichen, long time no see?"
Chapter completed!