Zhang Quan's eyes turned cold, he made a move and slapped the door with a palm.

There was a crack in the door, but Zhang Quan was also shocked to his palms slightly numb.

Zhang Quan looked solemn.

Who set up the formation?

A mere first-grade formation is so hard?

Zhang Quan devoted all his strength to activate his spiritual power, his palms were full of power, and it took him half a cup of tea to break the door.

The door was broken, Zhang Quan looked at it carefully.

There was no one in the room.

Not only that, the things were cleaned up.

This man surnamed Yan actually ran away?

"The formation master really doesn't have a good thing!"

Zhang Quan was so angry that he gritted his teeth, and felt his heart was numb and his thoughts were in chaos.

How did this Yan run away?

Did he run away by himself, or did someone come to save him?

Who saved it? How did you save it?

Did the formation of the zombie village be tampered with this surname Yan?

It was him who cooperated inside and outside, colluded with outsiders, and intended to destroy the zombie village.

Now that the incident happened, I fled for fear of guilt.

Or, someone secretly...

Zhang Quan suddenly stopped.

In the dark...

Concealment?

As far as he knows, there is only one person who can hide from the foundation-building consciousness and sneak into the zombie village without knowing it.

That little devil who knows concealment?!

Zhang Quan frowned, and then felt something was wrong again.

There is a dust array in the zombie village, and that little devil shouldn't be able to get in...

"No," Zhang Quan suddenly shook his head and turned his mind sharply:

"The man surnamed Yan has a strange intention. There must be something wrong with the dust array he set up, and he will definitely not be able to prevent that little devil!"

It is even possible that these two people are in the same group!

Zhang Quan was furious, and then his heart thrilled.

Hidden...hidden...

He changed color, "Altar!"

Zhang Quan remembered that if Mo Hua really hid in, everything he did might be seen clearly.

Even including, he opened the altar to sacrifice bell just now!

Zhang Quan urged his body to the extreme, but in just a moment, he returned to his room.

The door lock on the door was safe and sound, and the formation was intact.

Zhang Quan breathed a sigh of relief, but when he opened the door lock, as soon as he entered the door, he saw the ragged screen.

Zhang Quan's legs became weak and he almost couldn't stand firm.

It's over!

He staggered and walked into the secret room. When he looked closely, his scalp was numb.

In the secret room, there was a mess.

The altar was overturned and incense ashes spread all over the floor.

The candle was extinguished and the iron cup was turned over.

Zhang Quan shook his hands and lowered his head and flipped around the ground, but no matter how he searched, he couldn't find it.

The copper bells for sacrifice are gone...

Zhang Quan looked up again.

The portrait of the ancestor is gone...

Zhang Quan was so angry that his blood and his heart attacked, and he shouted:

"Where is my corpse control bell?"

"Where is my ancestor?!!"

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Chapter completed!