"The last chance, if you are still stubborn, I can make you crush your bones in an instant, and the deity will also be implicated. ”

The phantom's voice was cold, without the slightest emotion.

Absolutely no one dared to doubt his words.

He had already pinched the clone of Zengzi Zhenzun, and what he was holding in his hand was Zengzi Zhenzun's spiritual sense.

Life and death are completely in the hands of the phantom.

And at this moment, even the Warrior God Venerable can't help it.

If it was in the outer heavens, maybe the Warrior God Venerable could still help one or two.

But this is the fairy world, and the warrior god must not appear.

Otherwise, it will definitely touch the curse of heaven, and even destroy the entire immortal world.

"I don't need you to give me a chance, I can't kill you, I can disgust you. ”

However, from within the spiritual consciousness that was grasped by the phantom in his hand, there was the sound of Zeng Zi Zhenzun's jade burning.

The next moment, Zeng Zi Zhenzun's spiritual sense trembled:

"Boom!"

An earth-shattering voice came from Zeng Zi Zhenzun's spiritual sense.

He actually chose to blow himself up.

The spiritual consciousness self-detonates, causing even more damage to the deity.

This is a completely desperate way of playing, which will affect the foundation of the Buddha-figure, and it is certain that the cultivation will fall down, and it will almost never be possible to restore the cultivation.

Neither Ye Youran nor the phantom had any idea that Zeng Zi Zhenzun would be so reckless.

Of course, Zeng Zi Zhenzun also knew that his spiritual sense was very weak after all.

Even if it blew itself up, it wouldn't be able to do real damage to the phantom.

The self-detonation at the spiritual level can only form a spiritual storm at most, causing a certain degree of damage to the illusory mind.

However, at this moment, just when Zeng Zi Zhenzun's spiritual sense was about to explode, the phantom panicked:

"Old man Zeng, you're crazy, stop. ”

The phantom spoke, and suddenly condensed into an entity.

It was a personable man.

He is dressed in a white trench coat, with red lips and white teeth, and he is a good son.

But at this moment, the turbid Shijia son looked nervous.

And he went all out to maintain the stability of Zeng Zi Zhenzun's spiritual sense.

Because once it explodes, he will not only be implicated, but will also cause Zeng Zi Zhenzun to cause a lot of damage.

This was clearly not what he wanted to see.

And Ye Youran was a little blindsided at the moment.

What the hell is going on?

The two of them were still fighting to the death before.

Suddenly, the two seemed to know each other.

Who is that man with red lips and white teeth, and why does he call Zeng Zizhen an old man?

This title is a bit intimate.

What's more, at this time, the man with red lips and white teeth is really nervous about the life and death of Zeng Zi Zhenzun, and he is definitely not acting.

If he was just worried that Zeng Zi Zhenzun's self-explosion would hurt him.

With his cultivation and his means and speed, he could completely escape in an instant, instead of struggling to maintain the stability of Zeng Zi Zhenzun's spiritual sense.

He's stopping Zeng Zi Zhenzun's self-detonation!

"Thorn in the head! Why are you?"

However, at this time, Zeng Zi Zhenzun obviously recognized the man with red lips and white teeth.

He asked, stunned.

What is this called?

Ye Youran was puzzled.

These two are obviously a pair of old friends!

Otherwise, there would be no such title.

"Who else could it be if it wasn't me? Hurry up and stabilize me now, you don't really up. ”

The man who had been called a thorn said anxiously.

Zeng Zi Zhenzun also realized that the situation was not good.

This spiritual consciousness self-detonation does not mean that it can be stopped by stopping.

He used to have a heart for death.

Now the spiritual sense is extremely unstable, even with the help of that thorn, it is difficult for Zeng Zi Zhenzun to stop.

"I can't stop now, but you kid will give me an explanation right away, otherwise I will definitely play with you when you go to the outer heaven in the future. ”

Zeng Zi Zhenzun roared angrily.

Earlier, the thorn clearly really wanted his life.

That's why Zeng Zi Zhenzun will play with his life.

Now that things have come to this point, it's only a matter of time before they blow themselves up.

But what made Zeng Zi Zhenzun more uncomfortable than the self-explosion was why the stabbing head was like this before.

"Let me come!"

However, at this time, Ye Youran didn't care what the relationship between Zeng Zi Zhenzun and that thorn was.

The current situation of Zeng Zi Zhenzun is critical, they have reconciled, and Ye Youran naturally can't stand idly by.

The thorn head is obviously also a creation-level cultivator, but it is difficult for him to stabilize the spiritual sense of Zeng Zi Zhenzun, who is about to explode.

But Ye Youran can.

Ye leisurely operated the power of merit, and all of it was channeled to Zeng Zi Zhenzun's spiritual sense.

If it can't be stabilized, once the spiritual sense explodes, Zengzi Zhenzun's deity will definitely be greatly implicated, and this price is not what Ye Youran hopes to see and can bear.

Finally, the current Huaxia Gang has two creation-level powerhouses.

If you lose one, you lose a lot.

"Good boy, I didn't expect you to have this hand. ”

The man who was called a thorn said to Ye Youran in surprise.

Immediately afterwards, he also increased his strength, and said to Zeng Zi Zhenzun:

"You give me the blessing of stabilizing quickly, with the blessing of merit power, don't embarrass me old guys. ”

Zeng Zi Zhenzun also woke up to the fact that the power of merit is best at the way of balance.

At this moment, Zeng Zi Zhenzun can't care about arguing with the thorn.

Obediently calm down and try to calm down your spiritual sense.

About half an hour passed.

Ye Youran had completely exhausted himself and collapsed.

Zeng Zi Zhenzun's spiritual sense stabilized at this time.

Immediately after, the chaotic spiritual consciousness slowly condensed and turned into the phantom of Zengzi Zhenzun.

However, Zeng Zi Zhenzun, who had calmed down, was at the moment when he opened his eyes.

It was a fierce punch and hit the thorn head.

In the face of Zeng Zi Zhenzun's punch, the thorn did not dodge or dodge.

With a smile on his face, he accepted Zeng Zi Zhenzun's punch.

It's just that Zeng Zi Zhenzun's fist hurt him almost as much as tickling.

It didn't hurt him at all, at least it didn't leave the slightest trace on his handsome face with red lips and white teeth.

"Hehe, if you haven't lost your breath yet, you can punch me a few more times, I promise not to fight back. ”

The prickly head smiled elegantly.

This made Zeng Zi Zhenzun very angry.

Although the strength of the two of them is half a catty, He Nai is just a clone, not even as good as a clone, and he only has one spiritual sense left now.

Even if the thorn head doesn't fight back, he can't hurt the thorn head at all.

"Give me an explanation, or I won't give up!"

Zeng Zi Zhenzun's voice was extremely indifferent.

He doesn't want to hear anything now, he just wants to hear an explanation.

"No way! Our Confucian sect has a traitor, and I am absolutely suspicious of anyone except that I am sure that I have not betrayed, and I will not be at ease if I don't test you. ”

Thorn said, his face and tone were very solemn.

Traitor, these two words are like Mount Tai pressing the top, instantly making the atmosphere of the scene depressed and heavy.

Ye Youran looked at it in a daze and kept silent.