He wouldn't let the intruder escape so smoothly, he chased and intercepted the blue air mass, forcing it to have no way out, and finally he pounced on it, and tore at the other party, the blue air mass should have been injured a lot, shaking violently, running, and after a while, he disappeared without a trace.

Cang Jinyou won a complete victory, he was very happy, and looked at his purple air mass, which seemed to be bigger than before, so he basked in the sun in his small nest again.

I don't know how long it took for him to wake up slowly, and after waking up, he felt that his body was full of strength and very comfortable.

The black-faced man in front of him also opened his eyes at the same time, and as soon as the eyes of the two were met, Cang Jinyou realized the hatred in each other's eyes.

Cang Jinyou still looked at the other party, the other party's expression was very painful, and his whole body was still trembling, and his hatred had engulfed his whole person.

"I didn't expect your Yuan Shen to be so strong, don't get too complacent, I have a way to subdue you. The black-faced man whispered fiercely, thinking about something.

"Since I can't take back my body, then you don't have any good fruit to eat, and from this day forward, I'm going to make you as miserable as I am. As he spoke, the black-faced man stood up, and as soon as he pulled him in front of him.

His fingers rubbed his face and squinted his eyes, as if admiring a work of art: "It feels really strange to see it like this, and the day I get my body back, I will make you completely disappear from the world." ”

After speaking, he slapped Cang Jinyou on the face with his backhand, he slapped the other party on the collapse, and kicked a few more times, only then did he breathe a little.

Zhang Mo spent a night, causing several layers of sweat to break out all over his body, and he was unable to squeeze out the other party's primordial spirit.

The moment the two primordial gods touched, Zhang Mo's blue air mass began to be destroyed and retreated, and in the end, a large piece of his air mass was torn off by the other party.

Zhang Mo closed his eyes and looked inwardly at everything that happened, and after he discovered the danger, it took a lot of effort to retreat his Yuan Shen.

As soon as the Yuan Shen retreated into his body, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he couldn't help but rejoice, fortunately, he retreated quickly, otherwise his Yuan Shen would be injured to the foundation, and his life would probably not be guaranteed.

Although the original god was only torn off a piece, he was like a long-term illness that could not be improved, and for a long time after that, he felt top-heavy and groggy.

It seems that there is no hope of directly seizing the house, but he didn't expect the other party's Yuan Shen to be so powerful, he simply has no chance at all.

Zhang Mo also thought about killing the other party directly, but he greedily wanted to swallow the other party's purple primordial spirit, and in hesitation, he missed the best opportunity.

At present, he is seriously injured, and he still needs to repair the injured Yuan Shen, and he can only put it down for the time being, and then find another way in the future.

The man who had lost his memory, to be exact, the man named Cang Jinyou, had been looking at Zhang Mo suspiciously, although he had been controlled by his body activities all night, he was still full of energy, and he did not have the fatigue of the night of the Yuan Shen War.

Zhang Mo also knew that even if the other party was only as useless as a mortal, he had nothing to do with it.

Now Zhang Moru is holding a hot potato, and he can't eat it, and he can't put it away.

Although a person cannot be killed, he must be strictly imprisoned, and he must not be given the slightest chance to escape.

In the end, where to detain people can be foolproof, and they can't be run away, Zhang Mo pondered for a long time.

Finally, he thought of a very safe and hidden place, and that was the bottom of the North Lake.

It has always been a place where felons are kept, and although it can't be compared to the tightness of the guards of the Four Demon Valleys, except for those four places, the bottom of his lake is as solid as an iron bucket.

After that, Cang Jinyou was personally escorted by the black-faced man, and went out, listening to the black-faced man say as he walked: "Don't you like to occupy other people's bodies very much, I will let you suffer all the time, life is better than death, don't think that it is a lucky thing to occupy other people's bodies, you will hate why you are alive again." ”

They made a few turns, descended a dimly lit staircase, walked through a dark tunnel, passed through a dozen iron gates, and finally came to a dimly lit chamber with only a faint oil lamp.

The area of this secret room is only a dozen square meters, there is a pool of clear water in the middle, the pool is very deep, the water in it is very clear, the strange thing is that the water is boiling, but it is cold.

This is the legendary boiling cold water, and the whole secret room is very cold, as if a cold wind is blowing.

The pool is smooth all around, and it is very difficult to climb it.

"You can enjoy it here from today onwards, and when I think of a way to get your body back, you can wait to die. As he spoke, the black-faced man whispered the mantra, his hand swiped on the wall, and eight iron chains stretched out around the pool.

He kicked Cang Jinyou into the pool, and the eight iron chains seemed to be alive, and four of them were directly buckled to Cang Jinyou's limbs.

The other four clasped his neck, chest, lower abdomen, and buttocks, and in a few moments, he was hung in the pool in large characters by eight chains, and the cold water just touched his neck, exposing his head.

"You are very angry, don't look at me innocently, as long as I suffer for a day from today, you don't want to have a good life. After saying that, the black-faced man snorted coldly, closed the cell door, and left.

Cang Jinyou was left alone in this cold, dead space.

I don't know when, there was the sound of water dripping down, as if it sounded in my head, time passed little by little, but my thinking became clearer, and I couldn't feel any pain, only the stiffness and numbness of my body.

He couldn't help but struggle to move, but his body was as heavy as if it had been filled with lead, and the sound of the chains hitting each other was extremely dull, and with the return of consciousness, there seemed to be a mass of air in his body ready to move, and the regular cycle went back and forth, resisting the invasion of cold air on his own.

Since putting Cang Jinyou in the water prison, Zhang Mo has collapsed, he feels that it is the best choice for his body to freeze in the cold water pool first, so that the person will not be able to escape, but will also keep his body fresh, and after he finds a way to take it away, his pure yang body can be further refined because of the immersion in the cold water pool, which is also happy to see him.

And the man who robbed him of his body deserved to suffer from the cold water.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but burst out laughing again, and when he thought that his enemy was in pain all the time, he laughed heartily.

Zhang Mo has been on the verge of madness recently.

He found out that the beautiful concubine he had robbed before, and after seeing his current appearance, he showed disdain from the bottom of his heart.

Zhang Mo strangled the beautiful concubines to death one by one, and he laughed wildly: "Is it disgusting to look at? Then don't you want to live!"

When the last one was strangled to death by him, the men outside reported that the empty had come and asked to see him.

Zhang Mo's subordinates didn't know that it was their master at first, but under his coercion, they knew that it was definitely the self-righteous person with empty eyes, but they didn't know why the master went out for a few days, and when he came back, he became a different look, and they saw everyone gritting their teeth.

As soon as Qingkong met Zhang Mo, he was shocked, he only learned about the vision of that day from the disciples who were in the elite hall that day, but since that incident, he has never seen Zhang Mo again, so he is more worried about the other party.

Although he is just a lackey of the other party, but the lonely fake tiger is still needed, when he came to Zhang Mo's mansion to take a look, he understood what was going on, it turned out that his body was taken away by the ugly ghost as those people said.

Emptying was also a bit of fear, I didn't expect that to be so capable, I really couldn't believe it.

After asking, Qingkong said in order to comfort the other party: "Senior Zhang, isn't that person even unable to withstand an ordinary blow, don't be afraid that he can still come out and make waves, we just need to take care of him, keep him closely guarded, and wait for a way to come up with it, we can naturally get it back." ”

Zhang Mo said a little helplessly: "At present, from my point of view, the Yuan Shen who took away is far from being so simple, he is a difficult character. ”

Zhang Mo saw that Qingkong was for himself, and he came all the way to greet him, and he was also moved, he never looked at anyone in his eyes, and now he knows that when people are unlucky, it is very gratifying to have one or two friends to comfort him, and he decided to be better for Qingkong in the future and cultivate him as his confidant.

When Qingkong asked where the black-faced man had gone before, Zhang Mo just smiled sinisterly: "There is no trace of him in this body, he must have died in Huangquan a long time ago!"

Where did He Lang go?

After He Lang died, he entered Zhang Mo's previous body with the purple air mass, but because his Yuan Shen was wrapped in the purple air mass, he had no consciousness at all.

It can be said that He Lang is currently unconscious, but he has not disappeared, and he will gradually recover his consciousness when a certain opportunity comes.

Qingkong discussed the following actions with Zhang Mo, they are currently very confused, if they take the entire Nether Realm into their own hands, how much strength will it take to do it?

If there is no foreign enemy to attack, they can still control the current good situation, in case a master appears to oppose them, then everything they have managed to consolidate will be in vain.

Especially the two-meter-tall strong man I saw two days ago, as soon as I fought him, I knew that he was not a strong enemy that was easy to deal with, if they couldn't find a way to kill such a person, it would be difficult to realize the plan to unify the upper cultivation realm.

And now, Luo Manting also has a grudge against Zhang Mo, and she may not be able to help herself, and even obstruct it more.

Zhang Mo thought of Luo Manting, it was a heartache, he didn't expect that the person he had always loved would be so ruthless and abandon himself without hesitation after seeing his old lover.

It seems that people's hearts are unpredictable, and it is true.

Zhang Mo is currently suffering from a serious physical deficit because of the Yuanshen War and his previous body, and it is difficult to recover in a short period of time.

This also proves that he cannot live by his own sin, and now he has to swallow the bitter fruit of his own sowing alone.