The cardinal's words made his identity clear, he was the traitor of the Qing Sect on Maoshan - the bat mage.

The three sects of Fu Zheng are all in the same lineage, and the generations between the three sects are in a sense the same, and the bat master is the junior disciple of the head of Maoshan in the previous generation, if you want to count this relationship, he is indeed Zhang Zhiwei's master.

But Zhang Zhiwei doesn't care about such a thing, Taoist priests don't accept apprentices in schools, and disciples come from their masters.

Therefore, there will be a huge age gap between the same generation and the age, such as the difference between the master Zhang Jingqing and the uncle Zhang Yushan by more than 20 years, and the difference between Zhang Lingyu and his senior brother in later generations is even close to 60 years old.

As for the age difference between the bat mage and the master Zhang Jingqing, Zhang Zhiwei couldn't see it, but it could be judged from Uncle Zhang Shoucheng's words that he should be older than the master.

"Master?" Zhang Zhiwei sneered: "What are you that you are worthy of comparing with my master?" ”

The bat mage was not angry, and said lightly: "Your master can have today only because his surname is Zhang, and he has the teachings of the Heavenly Master; And I was just an orphan in the war, and I worked in Maoshan for three years before I was awarded the first talisman, and the gap was like mud, but I still came to this point, if we swapped identities, he might be something! ”

"I said virtue, you said means, so dull, no wonder it took three years to be awarded the first talisman!" Zhang Zhiwei said, "If you talk about means, you are not even as good as me, and you are not qualified to be compared with my master!" ”

These words hit the sore point of the bat mage, and his master said the same thing about him back then.

"Vertical looking for death!"

The bat mage was furious, and with a finger of the cross wand in his hand, Hei Qi jumped out, turning into a snake and winding around Zhang Zhiwei, away from the crowd, he no longer used holy arts, and his power really increased greatly.

Zhang Zhiwei was not afraid, and even hit a few earthworm thunders, and the black yin thunder was pretentious in the air, entangled with those black qi.

Qi was fighting in the air, Zhang Zhiwei was not idle, he stepped forward, and the big slap went straight to his head.

The bat mage didn't pretend, nor did he dodge, he twisted a talisman in his palm and slapped Zhang Zhiwei.

"Boom!"

The golden and black divine light suddenly exploded, and the aftermath of the explosion blew the surrounding area to pieces.

Zhang Zhiwei slapped it again, and the bat mage raised his other hand to take the move, and with a "boom", it set off a wave of air shock.

The two of them collided violently, the bat mage's eyes went black, the blood vessels around his eyes burst, and the eardrum of his ears was also shattered.

"I can stop it, what a lot of strength!"

After Zhang Zhiwei finished speaking, he squeezed his hands violently, and the bat mage's hands were pinched miserably, almost turning into meat paste, and the skin was pinched off a large piece, revealing Bai Sensen's hand bones.

"Ahhh......h

The bat mage screamed, and he couldn't fight with the giant spirit rune, what kind of freak is this? He was in a state of panic, and suddenly used his own means, and the layers of black qi all over his body skyrocketed, and the clothes on his body were propped up, revealing his full of qi and blood, and his muscles were knotted, comparable to the upper body of a bodybuilder.

I saw that his upper body was covered with red and black incantations, full of filth and evil meanings, and his dense human face poked out from under the skin, lifting the skin high, his expression was hideous and painful, exuding a thick black qi.

Zhang Zhiwei glanced at it, but he didn't count how many faces there were, but he felt that he had committed a dense phobia, and there seemed to be countless people wailing in his ears.

"This is your Seven Evils? It's disgusting and damn good! ”

Zhang Zhiwei said in a low voice, although the bat mage's body was covered with human faces, far more than the Seven Evil Spirits, he could still see at a glance that this was the Seven Evil Spirits.

The reason why this effect can be caused is that he guessed that the other party used the principle of stacking boxes, first let a sacrifice practice the seven evil spirits, accommodate the seven evil spirits in the body, and then collect this sacrifice into the body, so that although he only received one evil spirit, there were eight evil spirits in his body.

What about this Nima matryoshka doll...... He looked at the bat mage's body, and Zhang Zhiwei couldn't tell how many times the bat mage had set up the baby.

These evil spirits brought him a strong physical strength, so he could wrestle with Zhang Zhiwei, but although this power was strong, it was very scattered and unconcentrated, and Zhang Zhiwei's strength was monolithic, and the quality was far superior to him, so he still couldn't fight.

His hands were almost abolished, the bat mage was angry, he suddenly exerted his strength, and his whole body was full of ghostly anger, and a human face came out of his upper body, biting Zhang Zhiwei's neck, but it was shattered by the golden light of the protective body.

But then, the faces on the bat mage moved in unison, and the faces of the bat mage came out from his waist, hands, and back, and people felt cold all over his body.

"Hee-hee-hee-hee-hee......"

These heads let out all kinds of sinister laughter, hundreds of which were put together, and those who listened to them tingled in eardrums and goosebumps all over their bodies.

They all bit at Zhang Zhiwei, like countless tentacles, wrapping Zhang Zhiwei's tall body entirely, and there was a creepy "click" grinding sound inside, which was that they were gnawing on the golden light.

But then, the dense rain-like gnawing sound suddenly disappeared, and a large number of blue-blue flames emerged from the gap between the human faces, burning Zhang Zhiwei into a big fireball.

"Ahhh......h

Hundreds of screams erupted from the fire, extremely terrible, overlapping, and roaring, these evil spirits that entangled Zhang Zhiwei quickly moved away one by one, wanting to return to the bat mage's body.

But the blue-blue flames were so powerful that they didn't have time at all, and in just a moment, they were burned and melted on the spot, and finally turned into a wisp of black smoke and drifted away, and there was no trace of them.

Not only that, but these blue-blue flames were still burning all the way down Hei Qi to the Bat Mage.

"Samadhi is really hot?!"

The bat mage's face changed drastically, and with his experience, he naturally knew that the Samadhi True Fire was a fire of life ignited by the spirit spirit, which burned people's souls.

If these flames were allowed to burn down to the main body, not only would these hundreds of evil spirits be burned, but even his life and soul would be wiped out.

The bat mage wanted to pull away, but his hands were restrained by Zhang Zhiwei and he couldn't break free at all.

The blue-blue flames were approaching, and although there was no temperature, it made his soul feel like a needle prick.

"Don't hardwire!"

Under the danger of life and death, he gritted his teeth violently, and the cross staff on his body moved directly, and with a sharp wave, and then, a six-pointed star pattern appeared above his head, and a phantom exactly like the bat mage came out of the six-pointed star and lifted off with the staff.

And as soon as he lifted into the air, the raging flames enveloped his body, and under the calcination of the samadhi true fire, the terrible screams that had just risen and fell one after another, the sound of the evil spirits stopped abruptly, and the raised faces on his body were smoothed one by one, and then disappeared.

Zhang Zhiwei glanced at the body of the bat mage, the Samadhi True Fire only burns the soul, not the body, the evil spirit in this body has been burned out, but the main master has escaped.

He looked at the sky, a little surprised, out of his body, this guy also practiced the Yang God.

But after thinking about it, I felt that it was reasonable, the Western alchemy system majored in spiritual power, and sex was the foundation of spiritual power.

However, coming out of the sun god in front of him is simply looking for death, Zhang Zhiwei's heart moved, and the Samadhi True Fire turned into a big blue hand and grabbed it, and wanted to burn it.

But the bat mage is not a fool who is slaughtered, only to see his yang god rise in the wind, only for a moment to cover the clouds and the sun, the hideous face occupies a small half of the sky, the eyes are as black as the abyss, the beard is like a forest, the robe is hunting, the whole person is dozens of meters high, exuding a monstrous black qi.

The big hand that the Samadhi True Fire turned into grabbed and only burned off a part of the corner of his clothes, but the flames were not extinguished, and along the corners of his clothes, there was a tendency for a spark to start a prairie fire.

But then, the bat mage broke his arm to survive, the corners of his clothes fell off, and after the true fire of Samadhi burned the corners of his clothes, it slowly went out.

The bat mage glanced at his own body, and without the slightest hesitation, turned around and ran away with the wand of the cross.

"Is it a matter of borrowing that wand to cast spells?"

Zhang Zhiwei muttered to himself in his heart, and immediately wrapped in the Samadhi True Fire, like a fireball, chased towards the Bat Mage.

In this situation, Samadhi True Fire can still pose a lethal threat to the Bat Mage, but it is difficult to kill with a single blow.

Because the size of the soul state is as good as it should be, coming and going like the wind, all in one thought, if the other party's Yang God is only the size of an ordinary person, he can burn it to the ground.

But the other party has risen to a height of tens of meters, comparable to a building, even if it is a samadhi real fire, if you want to burn it down, I am afraid it will take some time.

However, the bat mage obviously didn't give this time, he was running for his life, in the state of the soul, coming and going like the wind, he rushed to the sky, this speed, even Zhang Zhiwei, was a little unsuccessful, after all, how could the body run through the soul?

But if he wants to go out of his body, he can't do it.

One is that without cultivating the Yang God, it is difficult for the soul to act alone.

The second is that his soul is perfectly embedded in the physical body, which is the cultivation of life in the true sense, and the unity of spirit and flesh.

Don't say you can't do it, but you can do it, and it's not cost-effective to break yourself for the sake of a bat mage.

"Normally, the physical body is the foundation of the soul, and if the physical body is broken, the soul will slowly disperse like an infinite ocean, but it is not absolute, whether it is the alchemy system or the alchemy system, there is more than one way to survive by the soul, and he cannot be let go!"

Watching the bat mage fly farther and farther, Zhang Zhiwei was sure in his heart, quickly sealed in his hand, and recited the Tianpeng Divine Mantra.

In the next moment, the heavenly soul surged, Tianpeng Zhenjun came out of the hall, and the arrogant and domineering phantom rose from behind Zhang Zhiwei, rising infinitely, turning into a hundred zhang in size, and heading straight towards the bat mage's yang god.

Gold belt, green brocade armor, bright light armor, wrapped in thunder, armor shining, as brilliant as the holy god in the sky, but born with four heads and eight arms, green face and fangs, fierce and vicious like a demon lord.

Marshal Tianpeng is Zhang Zhiwei's Heavenly Soul, controlled by his arms and fingers, in terms of sensitivity, the Heavenly Soul that has been wandering outside the body for many years is obviously much faster than the Yang God of the life soul that is stationed, and it doesn't take long for him to catch up with the bat mage.

Marshal Tianpeng's eight arms were each holding a weapon, one of which was holding a steel fork, and with a swift stab, he forked the shocked bat mage from the sky.

"Nine Yuan Evil Boy, Tianpeng Zhenjun, what kind of freak is this kid? In such a short period of time, this great god was invited. ”

As a former Daoist master, he naturally recognized Marshal Tianpeng, which made him feel desperate.

But soon, he sensed that something was wrong and reacted, this was not the Tianpeng Marshal in the Dharma Vein issued by the edict, but the Taoist talisman general.

"The Marshal Tianpeng in the lineage of the law is based on the majestic power of faith, and the talisman will exist by relying on himself, in terms of the physical body, the enemy, and the soul, it may not be without the power of a battle."

"Moreover, the Samadhi True Fire is the fire of life ignited with the essence and spirit as the fuel, and now the soul is out of the body, there is only God, there is no essence and qi, he can't light it, as long as he stays away from his deity, he doesn't have to worry about the threat of the Samadhi True Fire!"

At this thought, the bat mage violently resisted, and tried to tear open the steel fork that was forked around his neck.

But the ideal is very plump, and the reality is very skinny, even if the talisman will be an existence that relies on the user's own life.

But Zhang Zhiwei's life cultivation is high, and he is supported by the power of faith in Tangkou, and the rank of the talisman god is also high, even if he cultivates the god of the sun, he will not be stronger than Marshal Tianpeng.

I saw Marshal Tianpeng's blue-black body as strong as a mountain, roaring in the sky, and his eight arms flattened and pinched the bat mage, beating him almost to the point of being human, and the power of his soul was extremely dissipated.

For a while, the thunderclouds in the sky agitated, the wind roared, the gloomy clouds were bleak, and the dense wind made people unable to open their eyes, and the momentum was terrifying.

Two behemoths were fighting overhead, and the people of the God Sect and Lu Jin and Lu Ci and his party who were fighting fiercely below naturally would not be invisible.

The two sides had a tacit understanding to stop, and they all looked up at the sky.

"What's going on?"

The people of the God Sect were stunned.

That monster with four heads and eight arms, like a demon god, is not recognized by the people of God.

They didn't recognize the bat mage who had been beaten to the point of being inhuman, and almost disappeared, because he had regained his original form.

However, from the black cross suspended in his body, they vaguely guessed his identity, which was their cardinal.

guessed the identity of the cardinal, and the identity of the monster on the opposite side was naturally self-evident.

"Is that an evil heretic? How is it so powerful? ”

A group of clergy were pale, as members of the Cult of God, they exorcised demons, burned the infidels, and most of the wizards, under their holy magic, could only escape.

So they never took the so-called heretics too seriously, but seeing this scene with their own eyes, their faith in their hearts was shaken.

(End of chapter)