The Monk

Chapter 922: Not allowed to transform into gods

One hand was severed, and the two ghost ancestors retreated. If he wasn't running away, what's the use of running away after taking broken pills? Not a death? He wanted to evade for a while and use his arm to fight again. The mountain god understood what the Second Ghost Ancestor was thinking. When he was injured, he chased the fortune teller. The cold light in his palm did not hide it, and he directly showed it to slash at the fortune teller.

At this moment, Zhang Wen suddenly had a strange idea. If he gave the mountain god a sword or a hard iron sword, would it be able to hurt the fortune teller? As soon as I thought about it, I was stunned. Why do I think about this? Worried that you don’t have enough trouble?

From the beginning of the battle between the two sides, he had no intention of getting involved from the beginning to the end. To put it more clearly, if the fortune teller hadn't forced him to come, he wouldn't have come to see the excitement at all. So I wonder why I think so.

Seeing the Stone Mountain God chasing after him with a sharp blade, the fortune teller did not hide anymore. He opened his palms and saw a thunder column from high in the sky slashing down, and a huge bolt of lightning struck the Stone Man. This bolt of lightning was so powerful that it forced the stone man back several steps and caused damage to his body.

The stone man knew it was bad, but in the current situation, there was no difference between good and bad. The moment he was beaten, he shouted: "Kill." Countless sharp blades appeared on the sand, targeting the fortune teller. In the air, countless lightning bolts were struck by fortune tellers.

The physiognomist laughed and said, "Want to hurt me with lightning?" After saying six words, six rays of consciousness rose up from his body, and six thunder pillars appeared in the sky. Then he saw thunder rumbling, lightning dazzling, and six lightning bolts in succession. On the stone man, each one was more powerful than the other, and each one was more fierce than the last. The six lightning bolts passed by, and the stone man made a clicking sound, and then shattered into powder and fell to the ground, joining the desert. The top master of the Hundred Thousand Mountains, the Mountain God, Just die. As for the spells used by the mountain god, no matter whether they were sharp blades or lightning, they did not hurt the fortune teller. The fortune teller threw it casually, and a pool of thousands of thunders formed in front of him. Countless lightnings exploded and knocked away countless sharp blades under his feet. At the same time, they were absorbed by the thunder pool. Countless bolts of lightning hit him.

As a result, the fortune teller's only enemy was the Second Ghost Ancestor. The Second Ghost Ancestor took advantage of the mountain god's desperate attempt to regenerate an arm, but it was not a fleshy one, but a white bone arm, shimmering with cold light.

Now that he has grown arms, he no longer dodges, but leans in and rushes over again.

At this time, the fortune teller had no intention of playing anymore. He felt bored and wanted to end the fight. In the past, due to boredom, people such as the Mountain God, Zhou Zheng, and Ghost Ancestor would be left behind. As long as they were not good enough to become gods, they could just survive. In other words, it also gives them the opportunity to fight against themselves, whether it is a sneak attack, a siege, or even setting up a divine formation. As long as their cultivation is not as good as the transformation of gods, even if they break the sky, they will not be able to hurt themselves, so they will condone their chaos. Come, just think of it as having some fun in the boring years.

Now that he didn't want to play anymore, he said to the Second Ghost Ancestor: "Come here, don't turn into a god in the next life." A ball of silver light burst out from his whole body, and hit the Second Ghost Ancestor with a crack, and the fortune teller turned himself into lightning Attack past.

This time, the dazzling flash passed, and the nearly ten-meter-tall body of the Second Ghost Ancestor suddenly collapsed. It only made a popping sound when it fell to the sand, and then dispersed, sending up some fine smoke and dust, and then fell again. His whole body was turned into powder by lightning.

At this point, the war stopped, and the ambush set up by the six people was as ridiculous as a joke. Among the six of them, Zhang was afraid that there was no fight, so he could stand at a distance and watch the fun. The Meng girl turned into a god and was used to attack the divine envoy, so her cultivation was ruined and she could only lie on the side and watch the fun. Now she is not even as good as a qi refining disciple, her face is ashen, she is just trying to survive.

All the masters were killed. The fortune teller stood there for a while, feeling a little desolate. He took the linen white flag and slowly walked towards Zhang Awei and said, "Go back." Zhang Awei came over after hearing the words, looked at Meng Nu and asked: " Where is she?" The fortune teller said nonchalantly, "As you wish, I won't care about her." Zhang Ping said, "I'll take her out."

The fortune teller nodded and said, "I hope you live a long life and never turn into a god." After saying this, a man walked away and disappeared into the yellow sand in the blink of an eye.

The divine envoy asked him not to transform into a god. Zhang Wen stood there blankly after hearing this. How should he understand this sentence? Is it a threat or an exhortation? When the fortune teller disappeared, he smiled helplessly: "It's so easy to reach the top level of Nascent Soul, you won't let me transform into a god?" He shook his head lightly, went over to help Meng Nu up, let her fly, helped her in, and flew out of the desert. .

The plan that the poor Second Ghost Ancestor had planned for thousands of years was just a joke in the face of absolutely powerful power. The poor mountain god has endured thousands of years of suffering and will inevitably die in the end. There is also Zhou Zheng. Although I don’t know what he has experienced, his willingness to seek help from a fortune teller shows that he has also encountered a lot of hardships. There is also an even more pitiful Meng Nu, who has just transformed into a god after being coerced. She has not yet consolidated her cultivation and has become cannon fodder. This is the end of the strongest cultivators in the world, and their story ends here. The so-called death is just an unintentional pause. All of a sudden, it is gone, nothing.

Thinking of a battle in the desert, Zhang Ai was very emotional. He lamented not only the fate of those masters, but also his own fate. What does it mean for the fortune teller to take me to see them fight? Is it a kind intention on his part to warn me not to seek death?

He quickly flew out of the desert, looked at Meng Nu's weak appearance, fed her a life pill, and then asked: "Where do you want to go?"

Meng Nu said nothing. Whoever it was, who had experienced this kind of experience, must be too lazy to speak. This kind of frustration is simply indescribable. I have endured it for a lifetime and finally reached the state of semi-transformation. Because the mountain gate suffered a disaster, the disciples begged and had to go out to resolve the disaster. As a result, they brought disaster to themselves as soon as they came out of the mountain. What I want to do It was not done, and the person he wanted to kill was not killed, but he became a prisoner under others' orders.

Although he didn't die later, he was used as a tool by others, and he had to become a god to survive. If that's the case, let's change it. She also knew that no matter whether she succeeded in transforming into a god or not, she would not be able to escape in the end, so she felt very confused. But surprisingly, even in such a chaotic state of mind, he successfully transformed into a god! What a joke!

The bigger joke was that when she first mastered this huge power, she was slapped into the clouds. It seems like a person had a hundred thousand silver, worked hard to earn, and finally earned a million, but was suddenly snatched away, not even a copper was left. Huge loss filled Meng's heart, and she couldn't think of anything. interest.

Zhang was afraid to ask, but when Meng Nu didn't answer, he said, "I'll take you back to Longhu Mountain." Meng Nu reacted and shook her head firmly, not caring. She didn't want her disciples to see her in such a state of desolation. . Zhang Ai smiled helplessly: "I guess you don't want to go back to Qi State. Go to Lu State. Although there are eight great families, no one may know you."

This time Meng Nu didn't say anything anymore, so Zhang Ping took her and flew to the State of Lu. When I came to the State of Lu, I felt that the State of Lu was not very good. The eight major forces were entangled with each other, and I always felt uncomfortable. So I discussed with Meng Nu: "Let's go to the State of Song. There are only three sects, and there is no big conflict between them." Meng Nu didn't answer and let him make the decision.

Seeing her acting like this, Zhang was afraid that he would simply take her back to the Yue Kingdom. The Yue Kingdom was a small country with few fights, so it was a little safer in comparison. Zhang Ai was wondering as he flew, how many debts did I owe to people in my previous life, and why could I always pay them back?

Blue sky and white clouds, soaring high in the sky. After flying straight all the way, Feiya stopped near a small town not far from the south of Tianlei Mountain. He put away Feiya. Zhang was afraid that he would bring Mengnu into the town and buy a house at a high price. He had all kinds of items available, bought a lot of food, and He left a lot of money and kindly advised: "Just survive, don't think too much."

Meng Nu just remained silent, so Zhang was afraid and ignored her. After closing the door in the yard, he jumped out of the wall, then walked out of the town and flew to Wugu. When the battle is over, you must tell Ghost Ancestor.

He was speechless all the way into the Mist Valley and into the Refining Temple. But as soon as he entered, he saw two giant grimacing monsters staring at him. Zhang Ai smiled bitterly and said, "How long have you been waiting here?" The passage on the fourth floor of the Temple of Refining is a small black door. As long as you stay here, it will be clear who is entering and who is leaving.

The Ghost Faced Monster did not reply to his question, but instead shouted angrily: "Why are you here again?"

Zhang Ain had no choice but to explain: "Are you guarding me like a thief? Hai Ling's big ship, the huge island, and many small animals were all brought in by me. I am a good person!"

"Are you a good person? Go outside and do good deeds. Don't come here." The Grimace said coldly. Fortunately, at this time, Little Hai Ling appeared in time, holding Zhang Wei's hand, and seemed to drag him into the small door. In fact, he was sent to the void space on the fifth floor, and then spread his little feet and ran away. In front of the two grimace monsters Where you can't see it, use your spiritual thoughts to enter the fifth level.

On the fifth floor, Ghost Ancestor was asking: "Have they decided to give up on me? Won't they save me?" After a pause, he immediately said: "That's right. It's already difficult to kill an angel. There's no need to do it again." Offending another god." He said this with a sense of loneliness in his tone.

Zhang Afraid of coughing and said: "Second Ghost Ancestor asked me to tell you, stay here and don't go out."

Upon hearing this, Ghost Ancestor said loudly: "Stay well? How can you stay well? Ask him to try! This bastard." He muttered a few words in a low voice, still feeling indignant to himself.

After a while, Zhang Ai whispered: "He can't come, he's dead." "Huh?" Ghost Ancestor said in shock. Zhang Ain continued: "The two ghost ancestors, the black monster, the mountain god, and a master from the ghost cave named Zhou Zheng are all dead. They were killed by the god's envoy alone. In addition, Meng Nu turned into a god, but was immediately killed. She was beaten into a cripple, but the messenger didn't kill her. By the way, the person who brought you in is also dead. He has been dead for many years. "

Ghost Ancestor was completely shocked and asked: "How could this happen?" Zhang Ain sighed and said: "We are not an opponent at the same level at all. The Divine Envoy is too powerful." He softly explained the whole thing in detail.

After hearing this, Hai Ling said: "The divine messengers are so powerful, aren't the masters of the two divine servants outside even more powerful?" He was thinking about how to go out to play. Zhang Ai said: "Who knows?" Ghost Ancestor suddenly said firmly: "I must go out."