My uncle is Lin Zhengying

It's just that they have also suffered heavy injuries at this moment, and their original source has been injured.

If Zhang Jing came a quarter of an hour later, maybe their ending would be like the previous four ghost messengers.

"Divine Light?"

Seeing this, Ying Gou, who was sitting high, was not only not afraid, but had a cruel smile in his blood-red eyes, and immediately stood up from the high seat.

Yinggou naturally has a deep memory of Zen Master Shenguang who re-sealed it back to Huangquan thousands of years ago, even if it turns into ashes, it will recognize it.

As soon as Relic came out, it recognized it immediately.

Yinggou stepped forward step by step, staring at Zhang Jing and asked, "Are you the descendant of that bald donkey of Shenguang?"

"Probably." Zhang Jing replied.

"Very good. Although I faintly sensed that the bald donkey of Shenguang has a new descendant, I don't know where it is. I thought about looking for you slowly for a while, but I didn't expect you to come to my door !" Yinggou walked towards Zhang Jing step by step with a sinister smile, and said, "Don't worry, I won't kill you directly, I will make your life worse than death!"

Zhang Jing didn't talk nonsense, nor did he directly do anything.

Instead, staring at Yinggou's body wrapped in Huang Quan, he frowned and asked, "Where's your body? Why is it just a clone?"

"Huh?" Yinggou was slightly startled, probably because he didn't expect Zhang Jing to be able to see through his own reality, but then he said coldly: "Even if it's just a clone, it's enough to deal with you today! If the bald donkey is still alive , I am still afraid of him three points, now he only has one relic left, what can I do?"

Done.

Ying Gou stretched out his hand, and under his control, the endless death energy of Huang Quan turned into a sharp and unparalleled hook, and moved towards the golden Buddha in the sky.

boom!

The Buddha's light of the Golden Buddha was quickly suppressed under the cover of the giant hook, and began to shake continuously. If the giant hook really fell, the relic might be hooked away directly.

"A clone has such strength?"

Seeing this, Zhang Jing frowned even deeper.

The relic is the essence of Zen Master Shenguang's lifelong cultivation. Although it is a thing without an owner, Zhang Jing can't fully exert its power, but it can still reach the threshold of the heavenly master realm!

If used properly, even the Celestial Master will suffer.

But Yinggou's blow almost completely suppressed the relic.

If it is the deity of Yinggou, it is not surprising that it can do this, but it is just a clone now, and it is not easy to have such strength.

This means that it is stronger than it was a thousand years ago!

"Certainly!"

Seeing that Yinggou couldn't take the initiative to summon his own body to come, Zhang Jing no longer hesitated, opened his mouth to drink lightly, and his thoughts turned, as if his words followed suit.

In the surrounding hell, everything is frozen.

Including the winning hook, and the black sharp giant hook it swung with the power of the underworld.

580 Mist

Everything stands still at this moment.

Whether it was the yin qi of the underworld, the ghost qi of the underworld, or the power of the underworld brought by winning the hook, all of them stopped fluctuating.

The giant hook that swung out and slashed at Relic was no exception.

This feeling is like a dimensionality reduction blow, as if rules far beyond their level have descended.

The avatar of Yinggou was full of confidence. When he met the successor of Zen Master Shenguang and saw the relic of Shenguang, it felt that God was also helping him.

But at this time, an inexplicable panic was born in my heart.

This kind of panic is even more disturbing to it than the attack launched by Shenguang who sacrificed his own life thousands of years ago, together with the entire Lanruo Temple and countless righteous masters!

It tried its best to resist and get rid of this suppressed feeling, but it couldn't.

When he came back to his senses, he suddenly realized that the entire underworld had been completely flooded with thunder at some point.

Into a world of thunder!

It is the real Thunder world, a world of its own!

Whether it is in the Yang world or the Yin world, it has no effect on it.

And the guy in front of him who he considered to be the successor of the divine light was the master of the Thunder Realm!

After everything was settled, Zhang Jing clapped his hands again, and whispered a word: "Scatter!"

hum!

The power of the underworld that was tightly wrapped around Ying Goufen's body suddenly melted like paper, and was constantly being stripped away from it.

Even if Yinggou has been sealed in Huangquan for thousands of years, and he has already manipulated the power of Huangquan like an arm, it is completely useless.

In the outside world, perhaps it can make waves with the power of the underworld, which is enough to suppress most of the celestial masters.

But in the Thunder world, it can only be suppressed.

After all the power of the underworld was stripped away, the avatar of Yinggou appeared in front of Zhang Jing naked.

"What is this?"

Zhang Jing frowned, and stretched out his hand to make a move. Yinggou was like a puppet, and it was pulled directly in front of him, motionless, only a pair of red and strange eyeballs could barely move.

It wanted to show off its sharp claws, or bite its long fangs, but it was in vain.

"What kind of avatar are you?" Zhang Jing asked.

It's not that Zhang Jing has never seen a clone.

When he was in the Heavenly Master Mansion in Longhu Mountain, he had beheaded one of Hou Qing's avatars.

But now the avatar of Yinggou is completely different from Houqing's avatar.

Houqing's avatar is a sliver of its soul. After Zhang Jing destroys it, Houqing's spirit will be greatly damaged, and it will not be able to make up for it without a long enough time.

But what about the avatar that won the hook now?

After depriving the appearance of the power of the underworld, Zhang Jing discovered that this clone is actually very reluctant, let alone a puppet!

Yes.

It's a puppet!

Although there are traces of Yinggou's soul in it, but the amount is not much, at least much less than the soul'amount' of beheading Houqing's clone!