"Who are you?"

Every reactionary element will let out such an angry roar after his identity is revealed.

Although Zhang Guo is an immortal master, he is not exempt from vulgarity, his eyes are cold, staring at the red-clothed priest who keeps coughing.

The dark aura on his hands gradually swirled into two balls of cotton wool, wrapped around his hands, and he looked very cautious - this red-clothed priest was able to enter the mountains and forests without him noticing, which showed that the realm of this Westerner was extremely high.

The cardinal priest touched his chin with his free hand, as if he wanted to smooth out the wrinkles on his face, and his old lips were not embarrassed, and he moved slightly and said, "Who am I? No one has asked me this question for many years." ”

Zhang Guolao stared at the staff in his hand, and suddenly frowned, as if a disgust that had been buried deep in his heart for many years suddenly burst out.

"Die. ”

Zhang Guolao waved his hands, and the dark qi whirlpool in his hand flew away from his body, quietly and faintly flying towards the body of the red-clothed priest. The speed of the black sè qi vortex seemed to be very slow, but after leaving his hand, it seemed to be free from the shackles of time, and hit the cardinal priest in an instant.

A holy white light flashed.

The cardinal priest with an old face stood proudly at the edge of the forest, his hand tightly holding the staff, and the top of the staff was a stone made of unknown materials, and suddenly it shone brightly, and the pure holy light burst out from the stone, from top to bottom. It became a protective film.

With a slight flick of the holy light, it easily blocked Zhang Guolao's dark qi vortex.

Immediately afterwards, the holy light of the white sè land invaded and shed towards Zhang Guolao's body, and Zhang Guolao closed his eyes slightly. I couldn't dodge it, and I received this holy light, and my sneer sounded slightly, but I was not hurt.

The monkey hair that had been guarding in front of Monk Binku, after seeing this holy light, seemed to remember something, twisted slightly in the air, and disappeared.

After the cardinal cast a hand of holy light, the loose skin on his face slowly became elastic, and the old ground was also walking towards the green chūn road in an instant. It looked extremely magical, he looked at Zhang Guolao, who was frowning and thinking. He smiled slightly: "After so many years, you have been cultivating under the Eastern Great Power Sect, why do you only use those sets of your blood clan?"

Zhang Guolao slowly opened his eyes and said lightly: "I have cultivated for thousands of years, and the Holy Light of the Holy See can already hurt me again." ”

The cardinal smiled slightly, "That's natural, I'm just trying." ”

"Who the hell are you, how do you know who I am?" Zhang Guo squinted slightly. But I don't see any fear.

The cardinal priest touched his chin again, as if satisfied with the smoothness of his skin again, and said with a slight smile: "Who am I? I am the one who chased and killed you at the foot of Heng Mountain 1,400 years ago, and I never went back after that nether realm. ”

Zhang Guolao's pupils shrank suddenly, as if he remembered the identity of this person, and his fingers trembled slightly: "It's you!"

"Not bad. ”

"Now that I have converted to the Eastern Daomen, don't meddle with it. Zhang Guolao's tone was as usual, and he didn't seem to be very afraid of the other party.

"I'm just here to see old friends. I didn't expect to meet you. ”

"The words of the Holy See have always been bullshit. When did you have mercy on slaughtering our people?"

"For the outlaws. Why should I have mercy?" The cardinal priest frowned slightly: "That year I killed Muhammad in Mecca, but I was poisoned by those blasphemous scimitar messengers, and I had to flee to the east, and then I happened to meet the great sage, and I thought that I had nothing to do, so I went back to the east with it to play, it should have been the time of Tang Zhenguan, but I found you." ”

He smiled slightly: "You are a second-generation blood clan, I am a servant of the main land, I didn't expect that in the east, I can actually see a second-generation blood clan, it's really interesting." ”

"Sure enough, it's you. Zhang Guolao gasped, as if recalling the scene more than a thousand years ago.

The red-clothed priest frowned and said, "I should have killed you at that time, but your master interceded, so I spared your life, but you once promised me that you would no longer go to the lower realm." ”

Zhang Guolao waved his hands lightly, smiled slightly, and looked very weird: "Back then, I wondered, how could you, a dog-legged of the Holy See, win against me, a second-generation blood clan, but now I know that you have an old relationship with the Great Sage, and it turns out that he is secretly helping you." ”

The cardinal's brows furrowed even more, and he shook his head, "You're wrong. ”

"If you follow the agreement between us and follow that Heavenly Venerable to the heavens and settle the rights and wrongs of the world, I will naturally not be difficult for you. The cardinal priest rubbed his hands gently, and the remaining wrinkles on the back of his hands were immediately wiped into the girl's skin, and the water was smooth, "Since you came to kill people in this world, and I happened to meet them again, it is natural that the grace of the Lord will be on you." ”

Zhang Guolao stood quietly, as if he was thinking about something, those things were too old, so he thought very hard, and his eyebrows were raised when he thought.

He was originally a second-generation blood clan in the west, and after suffering a blow from a séance, he fled to the eastern soil, and then lived in seclusion in the mountains, passing through several dynasties in the early Tang Dynasty, and was edicted several times and faked his death.

The reason why he faked his death was because he knew that around Chang'an, there was always a powerful Western priest staring at him.

In the first year of Tang Zhenguan, in the second year of A.D., Tang Sanzang went abroad privately and went to Tianzhu with monkeys, pigs and horses to learn scriptures.

In the thirteenth year of the reign of Tang Zhenguan, in 32 A.D., Muhammad died in the holy land of Mecca, after which a Western priest was chased and killed by messengers of the sword and fled to the east.

The following year, the priest encountered a monkey.

Tang Zhenguan ten years, Tang Sanzang returned to Chang'an, and there was an extra foreigner behind the team.

After a few years, the Tang Dynasty produced a living immortal surnamed Zhang, who claimed to have lived for hundreds of years and had the secret art of immortality. During the Wu Zhou Dynasty, Wu Zetian sent an envoy to summon him. Zhang Guo couldn't die.

A few years later, in the twenty-first year of the opening of Tang Xuanzong, the history of Hengzhou Thorn played its strange news to the emperor, and Xuanzong was surprised. Summoned, Zhang Guo feigned death again, and his anger was overwhelming.

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Forest.

The cardinal had no expression on his face: "The emperor at that time summoned you to ask about the art of immortality, why did you go?"

Zhang Guo smiled and said, "My clan's longevity technique needs to be embraced for the first time, and you don't know it." At that time, I knew that you lived in Chang'an, how could I go to Chang'an, although I was not afraid of you, but if your identity was revealed, I would not have a good time. ”

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Xuanzong. There is a warlock Ye Fashan, and Jīng Xiuqimen's technique. The emperor asked him to look at Zhang Guo and inquire about its origin. Ye Fa said in a trembling manner: "The minister doesn't dare to say it, and he will die if he says it." The emperor asked in a hurry, and Ye Fashan whispered: "Zhang Guo is a bat jīng at the beginning of chaos. After speaking, he fell to the ground and died.

Later, after Xuanzong's intercession, Zhang Guo began to live.

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The cardinal smiled contemptuously: "That Ye Fashan is also a delusional person, he only knows your own body. said in vain that if I hadn't saved his life at that time, I was afraid that he would have been killed by you. Unexpectedly, the legend of later generations turned out to be what you saved. ”

Zhang Guolao said lightly: "He exposed my identity, so naturally I can't spare his life." ”

The cardinal looked at him quietly: "When I am contemplating, I will kill you and turn your whole body white with holy light, and as a result, you will worship in the Dao Gate and hide for your life." The east and west sides respect each other and do not interfere with each other. So I have no choice but to return, but at that time, I have a word with the commander first, and you must not enter the mortal world again. How can you say that you have killed people again?"

"Hahahahaha......"

A burst of extremely arrogant laughter rang out from Zhang Guo's mouth: "When I was in Chang'an, I was afraid of the methods of the Great Sage behind you, so I gave in, and now that the Great Sage is imprisoned in the temple, could it be that I am an immortal, and I will be afraid of you, an old immortal little priest?"

The cardinal laughed a little inexplicably, and after a while, he said slowly, "You underestimate me. ”

Indeed, if you can live for more than a thousand years, even if you are not an old demon jīng, you have to be boiled into an old demon jīng by time.

As soon as Zhang Guo's body was weak, he disappeared into the air, carrying the grass clippings in the sky and rushing towards the cardinal.

The cardinal, however, looked at him and gently stroked his staff, and the small stone at the top of the staff began to emit a white light again. The holy light was like countless extremely thin curtains of water, layered on top of each other, covering his body.

The figure disappeared as soon as it appeared, and the sound of sneering sounded from all directions.

As long as there is an area covered by the Holy Light, there will be a sound.

Zhang Guolao appeared one meter outside the Holy Light area in embarrassment, his clothes were torn everywhere, and he didn't seem to have any benefits.

The cardinal slowly looked at him, his gaze as clear as the gently flowing water of a mountain stream.

"Let me heal you. ”

Zhang Guolao roared in a low voice: "The blood clan is not a disease!"

After saying this, he pinched the immortal qi with both hands, and two immortal qi flicked out from his wrist and slammed into the cardinal's holy light shield.

The mountains shook for a while, and the autumn leaves of the trees and forests were all falling, flying in the wind.

Bin, who was sitting in the distance, had bleeding eyes, could no longer hold on, and fell to the ground.

The cardinal in the holy light mask still looked calm, but the corners of his lips twitched slightly.

The immortal qi is extremely similar to the holy light of the Western Holy See, and this conflict makes this priest a little uncomfortable.

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The wind suddenly stopped, Zhang Guolao's body disappeared into the air again, and the cardinal also sighed, put away the holy light mask, and read not the gospel in his mouth, but a long sentence composed of some strange syllables, almost at the same time, also disappeared into the void.

The mountains and forests were empty, but the air was mixed with countless invisible undercurrent conflicts, and the implied thunderous power exploded from time to time, and the trees were turned into ashes and mud and rocks into slag.

The two figures abruptly parted, standing far away opposite each other.

The cardinal priest was on crutches, his face still calm.

Zhang Guolao stood on the ground, his eyes flashing with a hint of fear.

The difference between victory and defeat seems stark.

But then Zhang Guolao moved, and he jerked his hands behind his back. Grab your body - hands into his back, roaring, furious, tearing hard!

It's very miserable to watch.

And the cardinal was still watching quietly.

A terrible scream. And with a cracking sound of tearing off something, Zhang Guo's back was torn alive by him as his own!

In the large wound on the back, two black things could be faintly seen squirming.

Zhang Guolao's lips let out an extremely sharp whistling, the whistling sound was extremely sharp and sharp, and it gradually became audible, but in fact, the frequency of the sound was even higher, and it was beyond the range that human ears could hear.

Between the mountains, countless birds came out of the mountains and forests, and only flew dozens of meters before they were struck by this silent sound wave. He fell miserably from the air and fell to the ground. Transformed into countless beautiful blood flowers.

The cardinal, who was fighting Zhang Guo head-on, was still changing, and he was softly chanting the strange syllable long sentence.

The seriously injured monk Bin Ku in the distance was shocked, and the wounds in his eyes that had gradually dried up left blood again-the host of Guiyuan Temple suddenly raised his index fingers of both hands, pointed at the Buddha's light, and inserted it into his ear.

"I see that the aggregates are empty. ”

Monk Bin Ku chanted softly, and two streams of blood flowed out of his ears. barely saved his life.

The silent screaming came to an abrupt end.

Zhang Guolao quietly looked at the cardinal in front of him, his eyes were dyed with dozens of extremely fine bloodshots, he looked very terrifying, and there was no expression in his tone: "Whoever dares to stop my revenge, I will kill whom." ”

Bang!

Two black shadows suddenly stretched out from his back, and the wind was fierce, flying sand and stones, just waiting for the wind to stop. Only then can I see that in the crack on his back, two pairs of extremely thin black sè meat wings have grown!

The black wings are extremely thin. It seems to be empty, but the black sè above it is extremely deep and dark, like the painful sè of hell. The black wings are huge, spreading out on the left and right, and they are dozens of meters long, looking very terrifying, like demonic wings.

Zhang Guolao's face was glowing with a faint golden light, and the huge and terrifying black wings fanned lightly behind him.

This is exactly what the second generation of the blood clan is like.

The cardinal had finished reciting the long and difficult spell at this time, he looked at the huge black wings behind Zhang Guolao in front of him, and there was no too strange expression in his eyes, it was obvious that this was definitely not the first time he had seen the appearance of the second-generation blood clan.

"Shouldn't it be white?"

"Forget that I have been practicing with Tianzun for thousands of years. Zhang Guolao said coldly, when Zhenguan was injured by the powerful red-clothed priest Holy Light in front of him for ten years, he had already been cured in the past thousand years, "White wings, only angels with hateful faces like them." ”

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The cardinal smiled slightly, and with a snort, the red robe was neatly divided into two pieces from the back, and the pair ...... The white and holy white wings stretched out from behind him, up and down the air, gently swiping in an extremely perfect arc!

"I'm going to heal you. The cardinal priest looked at Zhang Guolao with a smile.

Zhang Guolao was not surprised, it seemed that the battle more than a thousand years ago had already let him know the true identity of this powerful red-clothed priest.

"A low-level angel, do you also want to challenge the true strength of the second-generation blood clan?"

He smirked and flapped the black wings behind him, more than a thousand years ago, he joined the Dao Sect, and the master had been staring, so when facing this red-clothed priest, he could only use the Immortal Technique, and did not dare to show the body of the second-generation blood clan, so he returned with a miserable defeat.

Now that he had given up everything, he decided to use his true strength to kill the poor lower-level angel in front of him in one fell swoop to avenge the revenge of a thousand years.

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White, supplile wings fluttered softly up and down behind the cardinal.

He smiled and said, "I said you underestimated me. ”

The holy light in the forest appeared again, and with a flash of light, countless dying birds and beasts regained some of their lives, and the face of the dying monk Bin Ku gradually appeared ruddy, and his bleeding eyes gradually closed, as if he was very comfortable with this holy light.

Bang!

Behind the cardinal, suddenly a pair of white wings appeared!

Zhang Guo's old pupils shrank suddenly, showing a trace of fear!

Before the matter was over, the cardinal's face gradually faded from the quiet smile that he had been maintaining, revealing a look of heaven and mortal dust, which was the pride of the glory of God, that was a conceit mixed with crumbs, and it was incomparable self-confidence.

Bang again!

Another pair of white wings appeared behind the cardinal!

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The three pairs of white wings flapped gently, and a beautiful sight seemed to appear in the human world.

The cardinal took a soft breath and seemed to enjoy the beautiful feeling: "I said that I would heal you. ”

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The huge black wings behind Zhang Guolao were fanning, but under the backdrop of these three pairs of small but incomparably holy white wings, they looked particularly depressed.

He opened his frightened eyes and trembled his golden lips, and only after a while did he speak: "Actually...... Actually...... It's a winged angel!"