Zhang Zichen and Ji Xiaofei, who were originally in meditation, opened their eyes as soon as they felt these eighteen people, and they immediately stood up and looked at these eighteen monks, concentrating on vigilance.

In this place, at this time, eighteen people suddenly appeared, which really made Zhang Zichen feel sudden.

It was precisely because they were afraid that others would discover their whereabouts, Zhang Zichen and Ji Xiaofei deliberately hid their aura, even if they absorbed the aura and entered the meditation place, then they were hiding behind a big snowdrift.

But these dozen monks suddenly found their position, which made Zhang Zichen suspicious.

Who are they and why are they so easy to lock their place?

All of this is still a mystery.

In the air, there was a murderous aura.

Eighteen monks, with serious expressions, each holding a golden stick, these sticks turned out to be all medium-grade immortal weapons, it seems that their owners have a lot of financial resources.

Looking at the eighteen monks on the opposite side who didn't speak for a long time, Zhang Zichen took a step forward, clasped his hands into fists, and said politely: "Masters, where are you from?"

Zhang Zichen asked, this is to inquire about the origin of these monks, if they are from other places, Zhang Zichen will feel better, but if they are from Xiaoleiyin Temple, then Zhang Zichen really doesn't know how to describe his mood.

Xiao Lei Yin Temple, Master of the Sky, Master of the Sky, etc., the image in Zhang Zichen's heart is extremely tall.

Zhang Zichen would rather believe that this world would be destroyed in an instant, than believe that these eighteen monks were from Xiaoleiyin Temple.

But at this moment, one of the eighteen monks said loudly: "We are the eighteen bronze men of Xiaoleiyin Temple! This time we are ordered to subdue demons and eliminate demons and kill evil spirits!"

Hearing the news, Zhang Zichen's head felt like a thunderbolt falling from the sky.

Bang!

This huge heavenly thunder stunned Zhang Zichen.

What do you really want, Zhang Zichen is full of deep respect for Xiao Lei Yin Temple, he doesn't think that the people of Xiao Lei Yin Temple will beat his idea.

What these eighteen bronze men said was good, what they said was ordered to subdue demons and eliminate demons, kill treacherous evils, to put it bluntly, they just coveted those heavy treasures on Zhang Zichen's body!

Zhang Zichen gritted his teeth, his murderous aura was exposed, and the red lines in his eyes were about to move, ready to encroach on Zhang Zichen's consciousness at any time.

Zhang Zichen took a deep breath to keep himself calm, and then asked: "It turned out to be the eighteen eminent monks of Xiaoleiyin Temple, but I don't know, you were ordered to subdue demons and eliminate demons, and kill demons, do you want to subdue whom, or who do you want to behead? Could it be that the demons and demons you are talking about are hiding in this Tianshan Mountain Range? Or are the demons in your mouth people from the Kunlun Holy Realm?"

"Hmph, Zhang Zichen, you are a poor mouth!" the monk snorted coldly, "You have been cultivating in the Heavenly Realm for many years, slaughtering thousands of living beings, carrying a thick evil aura all over your body, and countless resentful spirits revolving around you, you are already hopeless!

"You, you ......" Zhang Zichen was so angry that he almost spurted out a mouthful of blood, his eyes exploded, and he said angrily, "Yes...... Who sent you?"

The eighteen monks had grim faces, and one of them snorted coldly: "Hmph! The one who can send us here is, of course, our prison!"

"Master of Heartlessness in the Prison Academy!?" Zhang Zichen was surprised.

A few months ago, Zhang Zichen lived in the Little Leiyin Temple in the Empty City for about half a month, and he learned about the general situation of the Little Leiyin Temple from the Mu sisters.

In addition to the Master of the Sky and the Master of the Sky, in the Little Leiyin Temple, the Master of Wuxin who served as the prison had the longest cultivation and the most power.

The so-called prison here means an official position under the presiding officer, but if there is something to preside over or retreat, then all the things in the Xiaoleiyin Temple are under the control of Master Wuxin.

In that half a month, although Zhang Zichen had never met Master Wuxin, he thought that since Master Wuxin was the supervisor of Xiaoleiyin Temple, and he was the first person under Master Changkong and Master Xingkong, Master Wuxin would definitely be a master of enlightenment.

It's just that I didn't expect that I had been in Xiaoleiyin Temple for so many days, and I didn't worry about anything, but I was targeted by this heartless master.

How can Zhang Zichen not be angry?

This unintentional monk didn't dare to attack himself when he was in Xiaoleiyin Temple, so he actually sent someone to follow him all the way to the Tianshan Mountains, a no-man's land.

Killing people here can be described as unaware, and no one can find out!

After Zhang Zichen felt cold for a while, he quickly came back to his senses, he stared at the eighteen monks, and sneered: "I can't imagine that you Wuxin Master is so despicable, and you eighteen bald donkeys are also brainless! Oh no, I see the murderous aura on your eighteen monks, you killed those snow wolves yesterday, you have a lot of blood and creatures in your hands, right?"

"Zhang Zichen, stop talking!" Suddenly, a monk stepped forward and said angrily, "Yesterday we killed the snow wolf, it was also a last resort, if we don't kill them, they will kill us!"

"!" Zhang Zichen spat out a mouthful of spit and sneered, "A group of shameless monks, I think your cultivation is like this, no wonder you are all in the realm of the middle stage of the True Monarch, hum!

"Zhang Zichen, don't talk nonsense, take your life!"

With that, the eighteen monks immediately raised the sticks in their hands, and the entire team immediately took action, wrapping Zhang Zichen and Ji Xiaofei in the center.

Zhang Zichen immediately said vigilantly: "Damn bald donkeys, Lao Tzu is a cultivator in the middle stage of the True Monarch realm, it's really easy to kill you, you guys get out of me, otherwise don't blame me for killing today!"

The reason why Zhang Zichen chatted with these monks for so long was to inquire about the origin of these monks and the person behind them, and second, Zhang Zichen really didn't want to do anything here.

Once Zhang Zichen fights with the eighteen monks here, the sound of their fighting will definitely spread all over the world, and at that time, if it is discovered by the Kunlun Holy Realm, there will be no place to die.

But now, it seems that there is really no way, these eighteen monks have a tendon, and they have been ordered to kill Zhang Zichen.

Huhuhu-

The murderous aura turned into a knife, cutting the skin of the twenty people present.

"Zi Chen, what should I do?"

Ji Xiaofei and Zhang Zichen stood together, looking at the eighteen monks who were wrapped in the periphery.

"Kill them! Although they are only acting on orders, if the Wuxin monks don't give them benefits, they will definitely not come to this Tianshan Mountain Range to attack and kill me!"

Zhang Zichen's murderous aura has skyrocketed, and the truth he has always followed is that if people don't offend me, I won't offend anyone, and if people offend me, I will be returned ten thousand times!

Therefore, Zhang Zichen absolutely cannot keep these eighteen monks alive.