Seeing that these seventy-three people were all dressed in black clothes and wearing black cloth hats, Zhang Zichen sneered and said angrily: "Buddhism, you seventy-three people must be monks from Xiaoleiyin Temple!

It was seen through at once, and the seventy-three people on the opposite side all expressed their surprise.

However, since the other party already knew that he was a monk of Xiaoleiyin Temple, the seventy-three people on the other side could reveal their identities unscrupulously.

With a bang, seventy-three people, seventy-two of them, threw off the black clothes on their bodies at this moment.

All of a sudden, seventy-two monks dressed in monk's robes, bareheaded, and carrying long sticks appeared in front of everyone.

"Sure enough, it's a monk!A group of bald donkeys, what do you want to do?" Feng Ruotan saw this, and immediately roared.

But at such a tense moment, who would pay attention to such a weak monk as Feng Ruotan?

"Seventy-three people, seventy-two True Monarch late-stage powerhouses! and one is ......" Tan Lu was shocked in his heart, "There is also a Saint Monarch powerhouse! Zhang Zichen, Zhang Zichen, you are really enough, to provoke such a group of difficult monks." ”

When Zhang Zichen heard this, he smiled bitterly and said: "Sister Lu, you can figure it out, it's not that I provoked them, but that they found me, and they have always wanted to kill me." ”

"Why are you talking so much?" Tan Lu glanced at Zhang Zichen and said, "After all, it's not that you angered them, so they want to kill you?"

"I ......" Zhang Zichen really didn't know how to explain it, anyway, he didn't mess with these people.

Zhang Zichen only knew that he went to Xiaoleiyin Temple once, and then found that someone was following him, and until he reached the Kunlun Holy Realm, the monks Wuxin, the Four Great King Kongs and the Eighteen Bronze People all wanted to come and kill him.

As for why this is so, Zhang Zichen himself has no idea.

So today, Zhang Zichen must figure out why this is happening.

Zhang Zichen glanced at the seventy-three monks, seventy-two of them had taken off their black clothes, and six of the nine dots on the top of their heads exuded golden light, which meant that all of them were masters of the late realm of the True Monarch.

As for the rest of the ......

Zhang Zichen felt a little familiar, it was the breath that a Saint Monarch powerhouse should have, and Zhang Zichen seemed to have fought with this person before.

After thinking about it, Zhang Zichen suddenly realized, and he was surprised: "Wuxin! It's you!?"

Standing on top of a boulder, he was condescending, and after Zhang Zichen recognized him, he slowly took off the black cloth hat that was sitting on his head.

"It's me. ”

Wuxin said lightly.

Zhang Zichen looked at this monk and frowned, the battle in the Tianshan Mountain Range was very tragic.

But in the end, Zhang Zichen narrowly won a move by virtue of the Zhuxian formation.

At that time, Zhang Zichen wanted to kill Wuxin with a sword, but seeing that he was a high-ranking monk, and at the same time looking at the face of Master Changkong and Master Xingkong, Zhang Zichen let Wuxin die.

And later, it turned out that Wuxin had repentance.

Because at that time, after Wuxin recovered his strength, he did not continue to chase Zhang Zichen, but left the Tianshan Mountain Range.

Zhang Zichen originally thought that he and Wuxin would not know each other, and they would definitely become old friends in the future.

Unexpectedly, this time, Wuxin killed again.

Zhang Zichen was very puzzled, he said entangledly: "Master Wuxin, I call you a master, and I already have great respect for you." But why do you want to kill me again and again?"

"I ...... I'm helpless too. There was a trace of unbearability in Wuxin's eyes, and it was obvious that he didn't want to do anything with Zhang Zichen.

But the teacher's order is difficult to disobey.

Wuxin smiled bitterly: "Zhang Zichen, I'm sorry, today between us, we are bound to make a decision." ”

"Hmph!" Zhang Zichen smiled bitterly, sneered, ridiculed, the changes on his face were very impermanent, after half a sound, Zhang Zichen suddenly said, "Wuxin, you want to kill me, I have no opinion! But before I die, can you let me understand something?"

"Say?" Wuxin nodded, "Although compared to last time, you have advanced and entered the late realm of the True Monarch, after all, the True Monarch is the True Monarch, you will not be my opponent, nor will you be the opponent of the seventy-second room of our Little Lei Yin Temple." ”

This time, I have no intention of holding the certainty of victory.

Zhang Zichen stared at Wuxin and asked, "Wuxin, I just want to know, why do you want to kill me again and again? Is it because of the treasures on my body? You want to kill people and take treasures?"

"Murder and treasure grabbing?" Wuxin shook his head, "We are all monks, we won't do such a thing, I'm just ......"

At this point, Wuxin paused.

Zhang Zichen was extremely anxious in his heart, and when he saw that he was about to know the truth of the matter, he didn't mean to speak.

"What is it for?" Zhang Zichen hurriedly asked, "Wuxin, since you are not for the treasure on my body, then why do you want to kill me?"

"No why!" Wuxin gritted his teeth, but finally said, "Because, the master's fate is difficult to disobey!"

"What? Zhang Zichen was shocked in his heart, he seemed to think of something very painful, "Wuxin, can I know who your master is?"

"Abbot of the Sky!" Without thinking about it, he said, "My master is the Abbot of the Sky!"

"The abbot of the sky??is it the master of the sky??" Zhang Zichen was stunned, the question marks in his mind were constantly increasing, he didn't believe it, he didn't believe that this was instructed by the master of the sky!

Only from the first time Zhang Zichen saw Master Changkong in the Demon Beast Forest more than a hundred years ago, he believed that Master Changkong was a good person, an out-and-out good person.

Zhang Zichen didn't believe that Master Changkong would exclude Wuxin, the Four Great King Kongs, and the Eighteen Bronze Men to kill him!

It's impossible!

Zhang Zichen was furious, he pointed at Wuxin, and said angrily: "Heartless bald donkey, you actually dare to slander Master Changkong, you blame the crime of killing on Master Changkong, do you think you will feel better in your heart by doing this? Wuxin, I really regret it, I shouldn't have spared your life that day in the Tianshan Mountains, I should have taken advantage of your illness to kill you! I was really blind at the beginning, I didn't have a sword piercing your heart, and I let you slander your master here!"

Hearing Zhang Zichen's series of scolding, he was stunned.

Zhang Zichen: What's wrong, why is he so angry, and what is his relationship with Master?

I didn't know that in Zhang Zichen's heart, there has always been such a tall figure, that is, the Master of the Sky.

For so many years, Zhang Zichen has always been thinking about this kind old monk in his heart.