Mr. Zhou was shocked, and hurriedly turned around, this look frightened him almost out of his body.

Zhang Cheng, who had already lost consciousness, actually stood up now, and his two ghostly eyes were staring at him.

"You ......" was like being poured a basin of cold water on his head, and Mr. Zhou felt a chill instantly running from his scalp to the soles of his feet, and hurriedly took two steps back.

However, something that surprised him even more happened, Wang Dafu, who was originally seriously injured and unconscious, actually got up at this time, and hid behind Zhang Cheng with his robe.

"You...... You ......" Mr. Zhou's eyes widened in disbelief.

Wang Dafu squeezed his eyebrows and said, "How is it, the old man's acting skills are not bad, right?" ”

Zhang Cheng picked up a thumbs up and praised: "There's nothing wrong!" Oscar owes you a little golden man! ”

Wang Dafu's face was full of pride, "Hehe, when the old man just came down the mountain, he ran through the dragon set in Hengdian, and every time he could add a chicken leg to the box lunch!" ”

"This ...... How is this possible! Aren't you being eaten by the secret arts! Mr. Zhou's fingers trembled and pointed at Wang Dafu.

"Haha!" Wang Dafu laughed, "The turning radius of your brain is too big, and you haven't reacted yet?" The old man is a Taoist boy, how can I know the secret technique that the inner disciples will do! Just say a few words and you will believe it? Then I have a secret to tell you, in fact, I am your long-lost father, hahaha......"

Mr. Zhou's face was blue and white for a while, "But you obviously vomited blood!" ”

Just now, Wang Dafu spurted three liters of blood, which he saw with his own eyes, and he was about to catch up with the fountain.

Wang Dafu took out a plastic bottle from his arms, took a sip on the straw, and said with a full burp: "This is the tomato juice that the old man just squeezed today, it is not hot, and it is rich in vitamin C." ”

Mr. Zhou almost fainted, no matter how stupid he was, he now understood that he had been fooled.

It turned out that these two guys were acting from beginning to end, in order to lure themselves out, they were in a hurry, and they actually got on the road!

Zhang Cheng glanced at him twice, and said coldly: "Give you a chance, break the soul locking spell, and I will let your soul reincarnate." ”

"Hehe......" Mr. Zhou's face was so gloomy that he was about to drip water, "I cultivate the evil way, just this life and the next life, if I go to the Yin Division, what awaits me will definitely be a hundred years of torture, and then I can only reincarnate in the animal path......"

"And...... You think you've won? Mr. Zhou pulled out a half-meter-long stick from his back, shining with golden light, and a three-eyed statue carved at one end, and said confidently: "What about the bronze corpse, even if I can't fight you, but if you want to kill me, it's not so easy!" ”

Wang Dafu just glanced at the stick in the other party's hand, and suddenly shrank his eyes.

"God of Destruction! You are a believer in the ancient Brahmins! ”

"God of Destruction?" Zhang Cheng was stunned, turned around and asked, "Diablo?" ”

"What the hell......" Wang Dafu rolled his eyes and explained: "Shiva, Brahma and Vishnu are the three supreme gods in the ancient Brahmin faith, in charge of destruction, creation and protection, and the three-eyed image on this staff is Shiva, the god of destruction!" In Buddhism, it is also called Daikokutenjin! ”

"So?" Zhang Cheng took a closer look at the staff in Mr. Zhou's hand, and didn't see anything unusual, so he shook his head and said: "You don't believe in so many gods here, but you want to believe in a god of Ah San, if you carve a Guanyin lotus on this stick, wouldn't it be more beautiful......"

Wang Dafu almost fainted when he heard this, Nima carved a Guanyin on the top of the stick, isn't this blasphemy against the Buddha, he hurriedly put his hands together, and muttered in his heart that the Bodhisattva is not strange.

But then he thought that he was a believer, so he seemed to be a bit of a traitor, and hurriedly made a joke, muttering about the ancestor.

Mr. Zhou's face was as black as ink, and he snorted angrily, "Don't talk nonsense!" Even if you lure me out! I have the Vajra Demon Pestle in my hand, you can't kill me! ”

"Really?" Zhang Cheng grinned, revealing two rows of Bai Sensen's teeth, "Then let's try it!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the skin of Zhang Cheng's whole body instantly turned bronze, the two green lights in his eyes burned like flames, and he kicked his feet violently, and his body shot forward like a cannonball.

"Great Mighty Dragon! Subdue demons and eliminate demons! Mr. Zhou didn't dare to be careless, he took out a handprint with his left hand, and took the demon pestle in his right hand to block forward.

"When !!"

The sound of gold and iron crashing resounded through the valley, and Mr. Zhou felt as if he had been hit by an angry bull, and he took more than a dozen steps back.

However, Zhang Cheng was also bounced away by the golden light on the demon pestle, and his body rolled in mid-air, standing firmly on the ground.

Spread out his right hand, the palm of his hand was charred black, and he could faintly smell a scorching smell, and wisps of corpse gas came out of it.

"It's really a bit of a doorway, no wonder it's such a stinky fart......"

Zhang Cheng's heart moved, and he added a ray of yang qi, and the burnt skin in his palm instantly fell off, revealing the new bronze skin below.

"Come again!" Zhang Cheng didn't stop at his feet, and rushed towards Mr. Zhou again.

"Dangdangdang!!

The violent impact sound sounded one after another like firecrackers, Wang Dafu only felt that his eardrums were buzzing, and he was dizzy for a while, so he hurriedly covered his ears and hid far away.

Mr. Zhou was also horrified at this time, Zhang Cheng seemed to be dying, regardless of the damage caused to him by the golden light, his two arms opened and closed, and rained down on the demon pestle.

Mr. Zhou retreated again and again, although the demon pestle could withstand Zhang Cheng's attack, but the huge pressure from the stick still made him feel a pain in his arm bones, as if he was about to break.

And the golden light on the demon pestle, while consuming the opponent's corpse qi, also became more and more dim, and even on the body of the stick, there were several visible depressions left by the naked eye.

Mr. Zhou was immediately shocked, you must know that this demon pestle was specially invited back from Ah Sanguo at a great price, and it can be said that it is his most precious magic weapon.

If this continues, I am afraid that it will not be long before it will completely become a scrap metal.

He hurriedly took a few steps back, avoiding Zhang Cheng's stormy attack, took out a handful of Bodhi seeds from his arms, and hit him head-on.

Zhang Cheng did not dodge or dodge, like a steel god of war, he met him head-on.

"Bang Bang!"

The Bodhi seeds all hit Zhang Cheng's body, leaving a black spot on his skin, and then he fell to the ground, becoming black and losing his spiritual power.

However, Zhang Cheng was also blocked by these bodhi and paused for two seconds.

Taking advantage of this time, Mr. Zhou took out a string of pitch-black prayer beads from his sleeve and threw them towards the top of Zhang Cheng's head, while chanting with his palms together.

"Atakulas, Aim, Katuri!"

As soon as the words fell, the rosary began to rotate continuously in mid-air, emitting black light, enveloping Zhang Cheng in it.

Illuminated by this black light, Zhang Cheng's body suddenly shook, and a huge negative emotion surged inexplicably in his heart, and his raised leg slowly lowered it.

He suddenly felt that he was dead, why was he still fighting like this? Does it make sense?

Corpse King, can you really cultivate to the Corpse King? Do you really have the confidence that you can survive the catastrophe?

The way he is now, no one is a ghost or a ghost, he is destined to only live in the shadows carefully, and he will have to face endless pursuit in the magic world in the future.

Rather than this, it is better to be scattered now, why bother to stay in the world and suffer from these pains......

Zhang Cheng held his head, his eyes gradually lost their brightness, and his face was full of pain and struggle.