Chapter Seventy-Three: Thank You for Choosing for Me

Small at first, then growing larger and larger until it becomes sharp.

Zhang Jianwei broke up the red line with a stick, and the next moment he directly waved the Immortal Seeking Staff and hit the mountain god.

With the sound of thunder, the stick slammed towards the mountain god, but was stopped by a thick resentment, and the next moment the buzz came to him.

Like a shock wave after something exploded, Zhang Jianwei was pushed out.

The beeping sound directly detonated the spirit lock talisman on Zhang Jianwei's body, and a pale golden light mask appeared, but it also quickly faded.

The mountain god saw that the blow was hit, the speed of rotation, the buzzing sound became louder and louder, Zhang Jianwei felt that his blood was churning, his eyes were full of stars, and he couldn't breathe.

At this time, Zhang Jianwei briefly figured it out, he was enlightened, the goal of this mountain god, or the goal of this organization, was himself from beginning to end, Wen Muwei's father was just a beginning, just now he and the mountain god, Wen Muwei's father, talked a lot, just to arrange these things in front of him, but there was one thing I couldn't figure out, why Wen Muwei's family had an accident a month ago, a month ago, I still had nothing to do with this organization.

After a brief momentary shock, Zhang Jianwei bit his tongue and cleared up a little.

Summoning up the true qi, performing the Yan Xing technique, he quickly rushed towards the mountain god, and the immortal staff became thick after being watered by the true qi, and it was emitting a faint white light.

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Feeling the battle intent from the Immortal Staff, Zhang Jianwei also cheered up the spirit of twelve.

A stick went down, bursting with a white light, but the resentment on the mountain god's body was strong, and it was all gathered together, while dispersing the resentment, the reaction force also pushed Zhang Jianwei to the place, and the thunder talisman directly slapped on the grievance and had no effect, unless it was like Cheng Zijin, using the thunder talisman to drag the heavenly thunder over to smash the filth, otherwise, only to disperse the grievances in front of the mountain god first, in order to exert the original power of the thunder talisman, therefore, Zhang Jianwei hit it, was knocked away, the mountain god spun quickly like an engine, and a strong buzz ran through the entire room。

The two fell into a stalemate.

This was the fiercest battle Zhang Jianwei has faced since he practiced.

Without Cheng Zijin by his side, the opponent was calculated or unintentional, and he was very well prepared, and the last time Lu Xiaoling's sonic attack in the Fulin Villa caused her to fall into mood swings, it should have been known by the organization behind her, so this mountain god will not fight with himself, but use this invisible sound wave to entangle with himself.

They really pinched Zhang Jianwei, the light barrier of the lock spirit talisman really couldn't block the attack of the sound wave, and as the beeping continued, Zhang Jianwei's mental trance that Zhang Jianwei couldn't hold back reappeared.

That's when it happened.

The red thread, which had not moved, rushed out suddenly, and in this trance, in an instant, it wrapped around Zhang Jianwei's limbs.

Working together, although it can't break the light barrier of the lock spirit talisman, it is an irresistible force, pulling Zhang Jianwei's limbs to go around, the wrist can be turned, but it can't hit this strange red line, for a while, Zhang Jianwei is like a fish on the chopping board, let others slaughter.

The mountain god did not stop turning, and the buzz of the extreme, which pierced through all obstacles, echoed in the small room.

Gradually, Zhang Jianwei felt that he was getting more and more confused, and the spirit talisman on his body was getting weaker and weaker.

At this moment, the Buddha statues that had been opened up suddenly burst into a strong golden light, and in an instant, they actually pierced a red line.

And after this brief eruption, the Buddha statue also exploded to pieces.

Zhang Jianwei was activated by the Buddha's light, his mind was clear, the stick in his hand made a stick shadow, broke the red line on his hands and feet, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, a thunder talisman slapped on the ground.

A bright white light flashed, and a sound of glass breaking came, and the room, which had not looked special before, seemed to have broken its camouflage, and the walls, floors, were covered with red lines.

One by one, they will squirm like earthworms, escaping from the area where Zhang Jianwei photographed the thunder runes.

Taking advantage of this time, Zhang Jianwei ignored the consumption, and countless lights and shadows hit in all directions, bringing up pieces of flashes, and countless red lines were knocked down and dissipated.

After such an interruption, the mountain god also stopped turning.

The face was gloomy, and it looked even more gloomy.

"You, force me. The mountain god stared at Zhang Jianwei deadly.

In the next second, the whole person exploded, and the resentment rushed out, but it flew back quickly backwards, more and more, thicker and thicker, and then, a hand stretched out from inside.

Then there are the arms, the head, the body.

These torsos look like tree bark and rocks, and the blue light flows on them.

"You all have to force me, you have to choose, thank you for helping me choose!" The mountain god crawled out of his resentment, and the whole person exuded a majestic aura, which was different from the previous resentment, but this kind of aura was more like the boundless and uninhabited appearance given by nature.

"You still have a choice, don't go to the end of the road. Zhang Jianwei doesn't know what kind of choice this mountain god has, but he will try to follow his words, and there may be unexpected results.

"Choose? Do I have a choice? When this person in bed destroyed my body, I didn't choose, when I ruined my temple, I didn't choose, in order to survive, I could only listen to them as lackeys, I didn't have a choice, I can't take you now, I finally have to give up merit and resentment, I don't have a choice, why do you all have to force me, why!" As he spoke, the mountain god changed little by little, the blue light on his body gradually turned red, and the bark-like skin gradually grew into scales.

Zhang Jianwei knew in his heart that he couldn't give him a chance to change again, otherwise he would not be able to get benefits.

Seeing that the walls were all over the ground, the red lines all over the ground were almost wiped out, and the shadow of the stick was retracted, and he hit the mountain god who was changing.

Flying up, a stick forward, the mountain god didn't make any movement, just waved his hand, blocked in the air, the stick shadow and the arm touched, there was a loud bang, and the glass of the entire room exploded and flew out.

It seemed that there was a formation to isolate the sound of the room before, Wen Muwei didn't hear anything outside, just now Zhang Jianwei broke the formation and broke the red line, and the sound of the explosion directly caused the entire villa to shake.

"Jianwei, what's wrong?" Wen Muwei asked urgently.

"Let's go, go to the back of the house!" Zhang Jianwei shouted inside.

After the temptation just now, it was found that this mountain god seemed to be unable to move in front of him, and the process of transformation restrained him, watching the glass explode, the door opened, Zhang Jianwei performed Yan Xing Technique, and several twisted to the side of Wen Muwei's father's bed, while shaking the stick shadow, he grabbed him and threw him out of the room.