"Old fellow, I don't know what the book of heaven you are talking about? Who are you, who sent you to kill me?" Hearing the old man in black looking condescending and eating himself, Wang Hua's heart couldn't help but feel a little angry, and the expression on his face was very indifferent.

"As everyone knows, there are nine volumes of the Book of Reincarnation, which are Lin, Bing, Fight, Person, Column, Array, Both, Front, and Line. As far as the old man knew, what the woman was holding in her hand should be the Linxian scroll in the Book of Reincarnation. Since you are her heir, there is no reason why she will not pass on the Linxian scroll to you. You're dead, and there's nothing to tell you. I am a disciple of the Immortal Gate, and the person who was defeated by you at the drinking party before was my disciple Li Changshan, and the secret on your body can be hidden from my disciple, but it can't be hidden from the old man. Zhang Shanyue, the disciple of the Immortal Gate, looked at Wang Hua and sneered.

Wang Hua suddenly understood that Zhang Shanyue, the doorman who was trapped in the Immortal Gate in front of him, obviously did not come to talk to him, but Zhang Meng invited him to kill him.

"Little ghost, how about it? hand it over! Hand it over, I can not kill you, if not, it doesn't matter, after killing you, extract your spiritual memory, and the old man will still get the book of heaven." Zhang Shanyue said unhurriedly, as if everything was under control.

Suddenly, a gust of wind and snow blew, blowing away all the dark clouds in the sky, and the faint moonlight fell on the snow, reflecting on Zhang Shanyue's face in the ravines, motionless.

"I don't have a book on me, old fellow, what the hell are you looking for me? I don't think I've offended you. When Wang Hua heard this, he felt remorseful in his heart, knowing that he had offended that Zhang Meng, so that he had today's disaster.

"Piff is not guilty of his guilt, little ghost, since you have obtained that woman's inheritance, this is a sin. Zhang Shanyue saw Wang Hua's tough posture, he didn't take it to heart at all, his wrinkled face smiled, and looked at Wang Hua's eyes, as if a glutton had seen a delicious delicacy. This kind of greedy look especially made Wang Hua's heart angry.

"Piff is not guilty of his crimes?" After all, Wang Hua cultivated profoundly, the anger in his heart calmed down again, his eyes opened slightly, and suddenly he looked up to the sky and laughed, and his voice shook and danced in the air with wind and snow.

Zhang Shanyue stood motionless on the water, watching Wang Hua laugh without making a sound, as if he was waiting for him to finish laughing.

"What if I don't hand it over?" Wang Hua laughed, and as soon as the laughter ended, there was a deep chill between his words.

"If you don't hand it over, you can only be killed and then searched for your soul and refine all your spiritual memories. Zhang Shanyue said quietly.

Wang Hua suddenly said sharply: "You are presumptuous! Commit murder in broad daylight, and treat life as child's play, where do you disregard the law of the country? Since you know that I have obtained that person's inheritance, then you should know even more that that person is not something you can offend. Once you offend her, your end will come. After Wang Hua spoke, his body slowly retreated, and his whole spirit was already ready to go, and when something suddenly happened, he retreated into the street behind the grove.

Once you retreat to the street, facing the flow of people and vehicles coming and going, maybe fishing in troubled waters, there is still a little bit of life.

Zhang Shanyue, who was trapped in Xianmen on the other side, relied on that hand to resist the water, so that his divine sense could not be sensed, it was enough to be appalling, Wang Hua knew that his current self was not his opponent at all.

"In my generation, kill one person in ten steps, stay for thousands of miles, and be unrestrained. The law of the country can only bind mortals, how can it bind the old man. Little ghost, my patience is limited, I advise you to cooperate with me obediently. Zhang Shanyue looked at Wang Hua, and his face gradually turned cold.

"So, then there's no need to talk about it!Old guy, are you going to put me to death?" Wang Hua smiled coldly, the killing intent in his heart became cold, and he screamed one by one.

"Don't blame me!" Zhang Shanyue felt the killing intent in Wang Hua's heart and shook his head: "Little ghost, don't be naughty. The old man can see that your qualifications are good, and you have achieved the realm of out-of-body at a young age. But this bit of strength is just child's play in my eyes. You obediently hand over the Book of Heaven, go back with me, admit your mistake to Zhang Gongzi, don't be naughty, Zhang Gongzi is magnanimous and won't do anything to you. ”

"Admit my mistakes, what is my mistake? What mistakes do I need to confess to Zhang Gongzi?" The killing intent contained in Wang Hua's spirit became stronger and stronger.

"I don't know about this, but Zhang Gongzi said that you are wrong, you must be wrong, and you are wrong. Zhang Shanyue shook his head, walked two steps on the river at will, treading water without a trace: "Originally, this time, Zhang Gongzi told me to take your life, but the old man has a heavenly heart and can't bear to kill, so he advises you, hand over the book of heaven, and go back with me to apologize to Zhang Gongzi and admit his mistakes, Zhang Gongzi will definitely forgive you." ”

"That's enough!" Wang Hua suddenly interrupted Zhang Shanyue's words: "Old guy, I have never seen such a brazen person as you. It's not appropriate to say more, let's do it first!"

"Really?" Zhang Shanyue's mood did not fluctuate, his eyes closed again, and then opened suddenly, and suddenly, Wang Hua saw the sky full of flying snow under his mental control, gathering towards a point, enveloping his body, and he couldn't see any scene outside.

Suddenly, Zhang Shanyue suddenly turned his face and said that he would do it, and suddenly Wang Hua felt that his body was wrapped in white snowflakes, and there was a faint feeling in Wang Hua's divine consciousness, that is, the whole world was getting smaller and smaller, and his body was getting smaller and smaller, as if it was shrinking towards a point, and he had a feeling of being frozen in a snowball and about to fall in.

"Three lives are reincarnated, and life and life are engraved with my life!"

At the critical juncture, the drum sound of the dementor drum was accompanied by a spell that triggered the cocoon transformation technique, and in the sea of consciousness, the divine consciousness moved, and the spiritual power turned into invisible silk threads, densely entangled, turning into a network of divine consciousness to expand outward, preventing the snowball from continuing to compress inside.

"Hmm!"

Seeing that Wang Hua was suddenly wrapped in the snowball driven by himself, and was compressing it towards it, and was about to freeze Wang Hua alive in it, Zhang Shanyue suddenly found that his divine consciousness was sluggish, and the snowball was compressed towards Wang Hua's body to a certain point, and suddenly it was compressed and could not move, and it seemed to be blocked by a powerful force.