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Chapter 966: The last one(2/2)

The distance between the two islands is not far, only half a day's journey.

Speaking of the Corpse Clan, their background is much stronger than that of the Blood Clothes Sect.

Looking from afar, the Zombie Clan Island is several times larger than the one in the Blood Clothes Sect.

Looking at the Heaven Protecting Barrier again, there is no comparison.

The corpse tribe's barrier is truly immortal level.

The only fly in the ointment is that this fairy-level barrier has many shortcomings.

"This is a bit laborious."

Zhao Yun walked around the island more than ten times.

The formations of the zombie clan's barrier did not correspond to the stars.

In this way, it is difficult for him to find flaws.

When I was watching, I suddenly saw the barrier tremble, and a person came out of the island.

It was an old man, wearing a big black robe, covering his head tightly.

"It's him."

Although the distance was far away, Zhao Yun could still see clearly.

He had seen that black-robed zombie tribesman before, during the auction in Raging Fire City. When he finally bid on the iron box, he was so furious that he couldn't even come over when he arrived.

"It's better to choose a day than to hit it."

Zhao Yun sneered in his heart and chased after him with the soul-beating whip.

Maybe it was a secret he had hidden. For dozens of miles, there were always people in black robes.

It wasn't until he reached a vast sea that he suddenly stopped and turned around, "Who?"

pound!

His response was a blow to the head.

Since this old guy was very resistant to being beaten, Zhao Yun struck out with the soul whip, which was quite powerful.

The man in black robe screamed, and instantly he was bleeding from all his orifices. After shaking, a mouthful of old blood spurted out.

pound!

Zhao Yun was very wise and gave him another whip.

This time, the man in black robe stopped shaking and went straight to sleep.

Zhao Yun didn't talk nonsense and used the method of searching for souls.

After searching... He frowned. There was no iron box in the Zombie Clan, at least not on the Zombie Clan island.

"In the ancestral land of the Corpse Clan?"

Zhao Yun murmured, his eyes flickering.

If it's not in the branch hall of the Corpse Clan, it might be in the ancestral land of the Corpse Clan.

If this is the case, it will be difficult to deal with. The ancestral land of the Corpse Clan has already collapsed.

There is another possibility...the Corpse Clan does not have the Eight-Bud Pagoda at all.

Zhao Yun rubbed the center of his brows. He knew it would not go well, but it turned out to be so bad.

Just missing the last one. If such nonsense happened, if it was okay in the ancestral land of the Corpse Clan, it would be considered a target. If not, in such a big world, finding an iron box would be like finding a needle in a haystack.

Since there is no zombie island, there is no need to go there for the time being.

He changed direction and wanted to go to Yan's house.

Yan Ruyu said that the Yan family once had an iron box, but it was completely lost. Maybe we can find some clues from the Yan family. Maybe the iron box lost by the Yan family is the last eight-part pagoda.

Yes or no, you will know once you recognize it.

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Chapter completed!
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