The Mighty Little Shennong

Zhang Bin immediately walked over and lifted the vines.

Then he saw that the black eye was actually an evil eye, as black as ink, with a hint of scarlet in the center, which looked particularly ferocious.

But this eye is exactly the same as the eyes of that multi-eyed monster.

"hiss……"

Zhang Bin immediately took a breath, with disbelief written all over his face.

Because he felt that this was a mark carved by humans, which was equivalent to a name.

But if this name does not emit golden light, it is obviously difficult to be recognized by heaven and earth.

However, this mark is also extremely ancient, exuding an atmosphere of vicissitudes of life.

Apparently there are too many eras.

"There is such a genius among monsters? Can he climb to such a high place? Leave his mark?"

Zhang Bin shouted with shock in his heart.

Originally, he no longer paid much attention to Young Master Long, but after seeing this mark, Zhang Bin felt that Young Master Long had a huge secret, and the Hunting Temple also had a huge secret.

This is a terrorist organization that countless true gods have not been able to eliminate.

Even, the owner of this evil mark is still alive.

Maybe it's also in the divine realm.

Behind Mr. Long stood such a terrifying genius.

"I only dare to hide in the corners secretly, and I don't dare to openly leave my name in the central area."

After a while, Zhang Bin muttered in his heart again.

He went to lift off all the vines covering the edge of the stone slab.

Just to see if there are any other names or marks.

Then Zhang Bin was completely speechless. There were three marks hidden under the vines. One was also an eye, but smaller and more evil. The other two were black half-moons. They seemed to be eyes, but they didn't seem to be. , the two and a half months are also obviously different, one is bigger and the other is smaller, and the ancient atmosphere is also different.

Obviously, they are really four evil giants from different eras. They practice evil secrets and are not recognized by heaven and earth. Their names are not golden, but black.

The attribute is also very special. It is not any kind of Tao, but an evil ghost attribute, which seems to be related to the soul.

"It's so scary. Maybe the God Realm is not very beautiful. There are also powerful enemies, and they are extremely terrifying enemies. Can my fellow countryman suppress them?" Zhang Bin murmured in his heart, and his expression became particularly strange. serious.

He inexplicably felt an urgent sense of crisis.

It was because I saw four evil marks at such a high peak.

"I will judge you."

Zhang Bin shouted in his heart, and his body also exuded a strong and extremely majestic feeling.

He walked to the center of the stone slab, stretched out his right hand, and signed on the ground.

Judge all.

——Zhang Bin.

"boom……"

Like thunder, the dark mountain shook.

The world was also shaking, and Zhang Bin's name was deeply embedded in the stone slab.

Juxtaposed with Zhang Dong's name, it swallows mountains and rivers, rolling in majesty, covering the heaven and earth.

"Why does he still pretend to be Zhang Laosan to sign?"

The raven-haired witch's eyes widened, her body kept trembling, and her face was also confused.

"He, he, he might, might be Zhang Laosan. This bad guy deceived us so hard..."

I was a bit ugly and stuttered a bit when I spoke. She kept stamping her feet and was so angry.

"So Chang Cun is Zhang Laosan?"

There are treasures in mountains and rivers, mountains and rivers are clouds, I was very low-key, and the three of them also looked shocked. Soon they also suddenly realized that only this explanation was reasonable. Otherwise, how could the mountains and rivers forever be such a genius? That was a peerless genius who surpassed the Three Thousand True Gods, reached the pinnacle, and was on par with Zhang Dong and the four evil giants. There was no one before or since.

Zhang Bin looked at his name with complicated eyes for a long time.

Secretly, Tutu asked Tutu to take several photos, including the four evil marks and Zhang Dong's signature.

He was just about to leave.

About to walk back to the Dark God Road.

Something magical happened.

On the other side of the mountain, a road suddenly appeared naturally and quickly extended to the opposite side of the stone slab.

It looks like another dark divine path.

The mountains on this side stretch for countless kilometers with no end in sight.

"It's amazing. Is the universe really intelligent? Knowing that I would be intercepted by the Hunting Temple if I retreated, it formed another way for me to leave safely?"

Zhang Bin murmured in shock in his heart, but without any hesitation, he embarked on this new path.

Go down step by step.

Miraculously, as soon as he took the next step, the steps disappeared.

It's shocking.

After walking for more than ten steps, Zhang Bin stopped because next to the steps was the bronze stone slab, where a magical grass once grew and produced a fruit.

What's even more funny is that someone wrote two words to comment on it: "delicious."

Judging from the font, the person who left the word "delicious" on the bronze stone slab was Zhang Dong.

A strange smile appeared on Zhang Bin's face.

He knelt down and with a thought in mind, he stretched out his index finger and carved it hard on the stone. A hissing sound was heard, and three faint fonts appeared on the indestructible bronze slate, "It's delicious."

Then he was a little annoyed, because his handwriting was far less deep than Zhang Dong's, and he didn't have any special will. It was estimated that it would be completely obliterated before the end of this era.

"Am I less talented than Zhang Dong? My current strength is not as good as Zhang Dong who used to record here?" Zhang Bin frowned.

"Master, didn't you see it? The two characters he wrote were as thin as cicada wings. They were not written with fingernails or fingers. They must have been written with some sharp magic weapon." Rabbit Rabbit's voice sounded in Zhang Bin's mind.

"Tsk, tsk, there is such a sharp magic weapon in the world?"

Zhang Bin also woke up. If he had such a magic weapon, he would probably be able to kill any powerful enemy he encountered.

He no longer hesitated and went down quickly, slowly disappearing into the mountains.

Shanhe Gate, in the meeting hall.

The angry voice of the ancestor of Shanhe rang out, "You bastards, it took you a hundred thousand years to follow the dark path. Even a turtle climbing up slowly wouldn't take that long."

You know, during these 100,000 years, he had been suffering deeply, worrying that all eight Zhang Bin people had disappeared or died.

You know, they are the most talented disciples of Shanhe Sect.

Especially Zhang Bin, that was the disciple he expected most.

"Sorry, I was delayed this time."

Zhang Bin said apologetically.

And the faces of the seven guys were full of weird expressions.

Especially the raven-haired witch and I were a bit ugly, and we looked at Zhang Bin with hatred, as if we wanted to pounce on Zhang Bin and bite him twice.