Chapter 107: In the catastrophe

"Frozen for thousands of miles."

Zhang Yuchu, who was sealed by the blue ice cube, snorted coldly.

It may be insufficient to deal with Zhang Yuchu, but it is definitely more than enough to deal with ordinary people.

It is true that this move was not prepared for Zhang Yuchu, but was carefully concocted by the evil spirit for the people in Longhu Mountain.

This trick is actually very simple, thousands of years ago, the disciples of the Heavenly Master Dao of Dragon and Tiger Mountain were able to learn the introductory spell.

The key is cultivation, ordinary disciples, can also condense a small piece of Xiaoice or something to relieve the heat, but it is amazing to get the Dao master to make it.

There was once a disciple of the Zhang family who violated the ancestral teachings, intervened in the change of dynasty, and used this technique of freezing thousands of miles to freeze hundreds of thousands of armor soldiers overnight.

Appalling!

It was still the contemporary heavenly master of the Zhang family who personally took action to clean up the portal, which calmed down the anger.

Since then, this trick has been frozen for thousands of miles and has a rule that is not passed on, and only the disciples of the Zhang family with excellent surnames can study this technique.

In fact, there is no distinction between clever and ordinary, and there is no distinction between good and evil, it only depends on who it falls into, that's all.

The gap is not small.

With the cultivation of evil spirits, it is a bit exaggerated to want to freeze thousands of miles, but it is by no means difficult to envelop this Dragon and Tiger Mountain.

But just this hand, it's enough to go against the sky.

If the evil spirit is allowed to succeed, the people in the forbidden area of Longhu Mountain will not be able to seal it, and they will be able to freeze to death.

Within a radius of 100 miles, it will become a frozen soil, and the vegetation will be exhausted, and not a single grass will grow in three years.

Longhu Mountain is the ancestral garden of the Zhang family of the Heavenly Master Dao, the lifeblood of the Zhang family, and the place where the avenue of the world is maintained.

If there is no grass within three years, it is to cut off, the lifeblood of the Zhang family, and cut off the avenue of the world.

Coming to this point, the evil spirit is obviously the most correct choice, and if it were Zhang Yuchu, he would do the same.

This can't be blamed, the evil spirits are ruthless, even if they are at the moment of life and death, they finally burst out with great power and give it a go, not to mention the evil spirits born by relying on evil thoughts.

But this is not the time to discuss whether to blame or not.

Even if he doesn't blame the evil spirit in his heart, or even understands, or sympathizes with the evil spirit in his heart, Zhang Yuchu must swing this knife at this time.

"Samadhi true fire, flame burning plains, give me transformation!"

Taoism emphasizes a cycle of cause and effect, retribution is unpleasant, and the exercises possessed by the Zhang family, who are the head of Taoism, also pay attention to a mutual restraint.

There are no unsolvable spells, only incompetent people.

Under the dissolution of this samadhi true fire, the blue pure ice was directly sublimated into water vapor and disappeared in front of Tang Xin's eyes.

For a moment, it was like an illusion.

The taste of freezing thousands of miles is not pleasant, which is enough for Tang Xin to remember, coupled with this samadhi true fire, the fire burns the plain.

This feeling of ice and fire is not comfortable.

This momentary illusion penetrated deep into Tang Xin's bone marrow and was engraved in Tang Xin's mind, making Tang Xin remember it for the rest of his life.

Before Tang Xin could react from the illusion, Zhang Yuchu's voice with some eagerness came from his ears.

"Sit on your luck and hold Yuan Shouyi!"

Then holding Zhang Yuchu's right hand, there was a wave of Hexun's true qi, pushing this Tang Xin's true qi, according to the luck method of the leading part of the god**, constantly running.

Without the slightest hesitation.

Tang Xin immediately closed his eyes cross-legged, and with this strong momentum, he urged the true qi around his body, and it ran again and again within the big and small weeks.

"Whatever you hear, don't open your eyes."

Tang Xin, who was in a state of flux, heard Zhang Yuchu's voice in his heart, as strong as ever, Tang Xin wanted to open his mouth to respond, but he couldn't make a sound with all his might.

Although he couldn't make a sound, Tang Xin's ears and heart kept ringing with all kinds of voices.

Angry roars, mournful wails, arrogant shouts, hearty laughter, Tang Xin even heard the sound of men and women happy.

Joy, anger, sorrow, and joy, everything, as long as Tang Xin can think of it, Tang Xin can hear it, and what Tang Xin can't imagine, Tang Xin still hears it.

Whether Tang Xin wants to listen or not, he can hear it.

Time is passing bit by bit, and the hustle and bustle in Tang Xin's ears is gradually changing.

From the extremely ugly roar and wail, it gradually evolved into a melodious and beautiful song music, plucking Tang Xin's heartstrings, which was constantly staged in Tang Xin's ears.

Gradually, gradually...... Everything fell silent, and Tang Xin's ears couldn't hear any life.

The silence made Tang Xin afraid, so scared that his heart palpitated, and his heart was pounding.

"Xin'er, it's okay, you can open your eyes."

Suddenly, it sounded from Tang Xin's heart, like an oasis in the desert, which made people's eyes shine, making the panicked Tang Xin have the backbone in an instant.

Tang Xin's eyelashes moved, and he just wanted to open his eyes!

Wrong!

This is not Brother Zhang!

Zhang Yuchu has never spoken to Tang Xin in such a tone, let alone affectionate titles.

No matter how the voice in his heart shouted, Tang Xin stood still, sitting firmly like a mountain, his eyes closed tightly.

As time continued, the voice in my heart seemed a little anxious, obviously reaching a critical moment.

The demon thinks he's done it perfectly.

In fact, almost the evil spirit succeeded, but almost just a little.

At the beginning, the chances were five or five points, but until now, the evil spirit has no chance at all, and the only thing waiting for it is to die.

"I lost."

The tone is flat, and the depression and loneliness cannot be concealed.

Fighting with Zhang Yuchu, one of the three, the evil spirit has long been prepared for this.

But when it comes to the end, I am still a little unwilling, hundreds of years of planning are ruined, how can I be willing.

He had existed for thousands of years, long enough, but in the strict sense of the word, he never lived a single day.

And how can you be willing!

"Give up, don't be stubborn."

The evil spirit really gives up admitting defeat so easily, whether others believe it or not, anyway, Zhang Yuchu doesn't believe it, there is a chance of it happening, but it will never appear.

"No!"

The evil spirit roared unwillingly, and a big hand shrouded Tang Xin, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground on the other side.

It is not an easy thing to be under Zhang Yuchu's nose.

However, the purpose of the evil spirit was not Zhang Yuchu, but the opposite of Tang Xin, Zhang Shijie, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground like Tang Xin.

Zhang Shijie came to Siguo Cliff early in the morning, but Tang Xin didn't find it.

Like Tang Xin, Zhang Shijie's body is also running a kind of god**, the difference is that it took Zhang Shijie half a month to get familiar with the complete kind of god**.

And Tang Xin spent a week running through a small part of it.

Zhang Yuchu had already opened his eyes at this time, and watched the evil spirit envelop Tang Xin's big hand, turned back halfway, and slapped it on the top of his head.

At this time, the frightened Zhang Shijie has forgotten everything, and the only thought in his heart is death.

In the face of absolute strength, all Zhang Shijie can do is wait for death!

However, what Zhang Shijie didn't know was that under this big hand, he would not die, at least in the eyes of ordinary people, he was still the same Zhang Shijie.

However, in fact, what this hand shrouded is not the longevity of Zhang Shijie's body, but the longevity of his soul.

The soul is scattered, and there is no possibility of reincarnation!

This was not the intention of the evil spirit at the beginning, although the final result was also disillusionment, but the means were gentle.

Zhang Shijie will die unconsciously, not instantly.

However, now all this is a trivial matter, and at the moment the evil spirit is concerned about whether the god can succeed, and as for the effect after success, it is no longer in the scope of the evil spirit's consideration.

If the seizure is successful, the gamble will be over, and it will walk in the world as Zhang Shijie and start his new life.

According to the agreement, as long as it does not do evil and does things that hurt nature and reason, Zhang Yuchu cannot attack him again, and everything is still the same as usual.

As long as it succeeds, the evil spirit has no doubt that Zhang Yuchu will follow the agreement, and Zhang Yuchu still has this credibility, and the evil spirit can trust it.

Success, success!

The evil spirit only has success in its eyes now, and it is desperate!

As long as it succeeds, the page can be turned and started again, and no one will care about its past anymore.

Even if someone comes to trouble him, what can he do?

Zhang Yuchu is the only one who is afraid of the evil spirits, and the rest of the people come to the door, which can only be sent to death, and not taking the initiative to provoke right and wrong does not mean that they can't fight back or scold back.

"Takeaway!"

The evil spirit shouted violently, and it had already urged the seed god ** to forcibly take away.

Just when the big hand of the evil spirit was about to slap on the top of Zhang Shijie's head, Zhang Shijie only felt a palm wind attack, hitting his chest, almost wanting to break his internal organs.

Although this palm almost killed Zhang Shijie's surname, it made Zhang Shijie move away from the old man, and he was able to get out of the scope of the evil spirit's big hand.

"Bang."

There was a loud bang, and the whole Siguo Cliff trembled, and a five-finger deep pit appeared in front of the cave of Siguo Cliff, and the gravel was splashed.

As soon as the palm fell into the air, the evil spirit was not discouraged, and with the strength of the ground shock, he grabbed Zhang Shijie with his backhand at the vital point around his body.

"You dare!"

Zhang Yuchu shouted angrily, rose into the air, kicked in the air, and kicked away the big hand stretched out by the evil spirit.

The body of the evil spirit is not an entity, and the damage of this power to the evil spirit can be said to be very small and insignificant, and it can only block the temporary qi of the evil spirit, not a long-term solution.

"I didn't expect that Zhang Dazhen also had times when he was anxious, hahahaha."

The evil spirit laughed unscrupulously, and when it came to this point, the evil spirit had already lost its scruples, put everything aside and let it go.

"Don't you want to do it yet? Then you're welcome! ”

The evil spirit laughed fiercely, and the big hand that re-condensed the evil qi enveloped Zhang Shijie again, and the momentum was even more fierce than the previous two times.

Looking at everything strange in front of him, Zhang Shijie's face was dead, and he knew that this time he was in a catastrophe!

(To be continued)