Zhang Zhezhi looked back and saw a scrawny monk staring at him from hundreds of feet away. He quickly recalled the information given to him by Sikong Yuan in his mind, and remembered that this person's name was Qu Xianhui, a high-level monk of the Ghost Emperor, and he had been in the Ghost Immortal Mountain for more than 20,000 years.

"Qu Daoyou, don't you know my Sikong Yuan?" Zhang Zhe turned around, hugged his fists at Qu Xianhui and smiled: "I remember that it was Hui Daoyou who guarded the entrance, why did you change to Qu Daoyou?"

That Qu Xianhui didn't speak, he first released all his magic weapons, stared at Zhang Zhezhi and said: "You are not Sikong Yuan, although you have changed exactly the same as Sikong Yuan, but the smell on your body is not Sikong Yuan's, hehe, you may be able to hide it from others, but you can't hide it from me." ”

"Damn, it's not good to be a teacher, I knew that even if I came in again, how could I meet such a guy with a dog's nose. Zhang Zhezhi scolded in his heart, but said with a smile in his mouth: "Qu Daoyou, after killing the enemy, you are in a happy mood, and the smell on your body will naturally be different, Daoyou, you are too careful." ”

"Don't want to hide it from the old man. Qu Xianhui stretched out his hand and took out a white bead and crushed it, and then with a finger of the magic trick, more than ten flying swords strangled towards Zhang Zhe.

Zhang Zhezhi was immediately angry, and said in his heart, Master told you that you don't believe it, and you didn't even say hello to the mother, and I did it without even saying hello, bullying Master I am, right? He also knew that the bead that Qu Xianhui crushed was to warn the people nearby and inform them that there was an invasion by outsiders.

Zhang Zhezhi didn't know where these people were nearby, how far away, what he could do now was to take down this Qu Xianhui as soon as possible, and then hide his body breath, and then it would depend on the situation.

Seeing Qu Xianhui's flying sword strangled over, Zhang Zhe immediately hid to the side while casting the Flying Crane Liuyun Step, and at the same time cast the Hidden Immortal Technique, and instantly disappeared into his figure.

Who knew that Qu Xianhui was like being able to see Zhang Zhezhi, controlling the flying sword and following his figure closely.

"You dog-nosed bastard, you can't hide the smell of bullying the master, right?" Zhang Zheyi stretched out his hand and released the white-eyebrow clone, and walked around behind Qu Xianhui with his hidden figure.

Qu Xianhui was about to force Zhang Philosophy out, when he suddenly found that another smell came out, although he couldn't see Zhang Philosophy's white-eyed clone, but he felt that the smell was definitely very dangerous, at least his cultivation was not lower than his own. This made him nervous all of a sudden. He knew that if he used his cultivation as a way to deal with a monk of the same price, it would definitely not be a problem, even if he was defeated, he could hold on until others rushed over, but if he dealt with two people at the same time, it would be dangerous, and he was afraid that he would fall before he could drag others to help him.

Thinking of this, Qu Xianhui turned around and left without hesitation, flying towards the monk's residence closest to the entrance.

Zhang Zhe didn't expect that he just released the clone, and the blades of the two had not yet touched, but as a result, Qu Xianhui said to leave, without the slightest hesitation. Taking advantage of Qu Xianhui's rapid flight towards the back, he used a teleportation, and in a blink of an eye, he was behind Qu Xianhui, and then a hundred and eight tiger kills were sacrificed, and at the same time, the white-eyed clone also teleported over.

He is exchanging real yuan for time, after all, teleportation is quite expensive

True Yuan's. Even with his cultivation, at most, he would teleport about twenty times, and then the true yuan would be exhausted, which was also the reason why those Yuan Infant Cultivators and Avatar Cultivators rarely used teleportation.

"Thunderstorm Sea. Zhang Philosopher said softly, and then a thunderbolt ball that reached the size of dozens of zhang wrapped Qu Xianhui. At this time, the white-eyed clone had already rushed into the sea of thunderstorms, and when Qu Xianhui was immersed in the pain of overelectricity, he invaded him, slapped his dantian with a palm, and instantly sealed his Yuan Ying, and then lifted him up with a stretch of his hand and threw it towards the body.

Zhang Zhe waved his hand to put away the thunderstorm sea, and then directly received Qu Xianhui into the Holy Beast Palace.

Then Zhang Zhezhi's mind moved, and the white-eyed clone quickly changed into Qu Xianhui's appearance, and even the clothes changed, this is the Mo family's treasure clothes given by Mo Wanyue.

Zhang Philosophy took Qu Xianhui's magic weapon. Erase the divine consciousness and divine thoughts on it, and then throw it to the white-eyebrow clone. The two of them waited here until their senses noticed that someone was flying towards them, and the two of them started a fake fight.

When the man who arrived appeared in the sky, the battle between the two became even more intense.

"Brother Liu, come and help, this person came in pretending to be Sikong Yuan, and I found out, come and help me arrest him together." The white-eyed clone shouted.

"Are you sure he is fake?" said the monk surnamed Liu as he sacrificed the magic weapon, Yin Yuan had already mentioned the highest, and the coercion pressed directly towards Zhang Zhizhi's body.

"Hmph, don't you know Qu's nose?" The white-eyed clone said, "No one can escape my nose." ”

"Okay, let's take him down first. The monk surnamed Liu didn't believe in the words of the white eyebrow clone, and at the same time he drove the magic weapon towards Zhang Philosophy, he shook his hand, and a fist-sized thing flew out of his hand and flew towards Zhang Philosophy, going extremely fast, and in a blink of an eye, it surpassed his magic weapon and rushed to Zhang Philosophy.

"What the hell is this?" Zhang Philosophy drove the tiger to slash towards the ball, but before the flying sword could slash it, the ball suddenly exploded, turned into a huge net, and covered it head-on.

Zhang Zhe couldn't dodge, so he was covered inside, and then the huge net tightened, and immediately wrapped him tightly.

"Your uncle, this is a good thing, and it will belong to me in the future. Zhang Zhe, who was wrapped in a huge net, struggled with all his might, and found that he couldn't break free, and suddenly became greedy in his heart, and shouted: "The surname Liu, you let go of me, this is the grudge between me and the surname Qu, what are you doing involved?"

The monk surnamed Liu smiled, beckoned, and took Zhang Zhelian in front of him with a net, turned his head and smiled at the white-eyed clone who flew over and said: "Brother Qu, this guy is actually a dead duck with a hard mouth, doesn't he know what Sikong Yuan's magic weapon looks like? ”

The white-eyed clone flew over, pointed at Zhang Philosopher and said with a smile: "As soon as he came in, I felt that something was wrong, and fortunately, Brother Liu, you came over in time, otherwise I really wouldn't be able to keep him." Come, let's ask who he is?"

When the monk surnamed Liu found out that Zhang Philosophy was fake, he naturally no longer suspected the white-eyed clone, and he didn't care that he leaned over, turned his head and said to Zhang Philosophy: "Fellow Daoist,

Whoever comes uninvited, we will never let go of the Ghost Immortal Mountain, tell me who you are, so as not to suffer, then it is not worth it. ”

Zhang Zhe sighed and said, "If you want to kill, kill it, what so much nonsense." ”

The monk surnamed Liu said: "It is inevitable to kill you, but you have to wait for other Taoist friends to come, you have alarmed so many people, you have to give everyone an explanation, don't ......." Before he finished his words, he suddenly felt a powerful True Yuan suddenly enter his dantian, sealing the Yuan Infant in his dantian, making him lose contact with Yuan Ying in an instant, and then a cold sword was against the back of his head.

"I'm going to unlock that net. The white-eyed clone said lightly.

"The surname Qu, what are you doing?" The monk surnamed Liu slowly turned his head to look at the white-eyed clone, and then he saw that Qu Xianhui had become a white-eyed and white-haired person in a respite time, he was stunned for a moment, and then understood that he had fallen into a trap, and said: "Want to know the trick? You dream, no one can untie this cobwebs without Liu's trick, you just wait for him to be trapped and die inside, let's exchange one life for another." ”

The white-eyebrow clone didn't answer, he reached out and grabbed the top of the head of the monk surnamed Liu, and a stream of true yuan entered, sealing the meridians of his whole body, and then the divine consciousness escaped and rushed into his sea of consciousness, and a yin thunder passed, wrapping his soul, and then the divine thought was attached to it.

After a cup of tea, the divine consciousness of the white-eyebrow clone withdrew from the sea of consciousness of the monk surnamed Liu, and then he played more than a dozen spells in a row, and the big net wrapped in philosophy was immediately loosened, and it turned into a round ball again, hanging in mid-air.

Zhang Zhezhi moved his body, shook his hand, took out a jade bottle, opened the stopper on the jade bottle, and then put the mouth of the jade bottle on the seal hall of the monk surnamed Liu, and then made a magic trick on the jade bottle.

That bottle contained a split soul of Zhang Philosophy, and under the urging of his magic trick, he instantly escaped into the sea of knowledge of the monk surnamed Liu, and pounced on the soul of the monk surnamed Liu.

The soul of the monk surnamed Liu was originally refined by the thunder and lightning of the white-eyebrow clone, and then after the soul search of the white-eyed clone, it is now sluggish, seeing Zhang Philosopher's soul pounce on him but he was powerless to resist at all, and watched Zhang Philosopher's soul transform into a big mouth, and swallowed his soul in one gulp.

Zhang Zhe stretched out his hand and emitted a white light, covering the monk surnamed Liu. When the white light dissipated, the monk surnamed Liu had already been accepted into the Holy Beast Palace.

"Maybe it's quicker to give up. Zhang Philosopher muttered to himself.

This is also his whim, he thinks that when the soul of the monk surnamed Liu is weak, if he can devour his soul, not only can he strengthen his own soul, but also can completely occupy the body of the monk surnamed Liu, and only the soul has changed, there should not be too much rejection, if it really doesn't work, at most it is just to abolish a soul.

Before anyone came, Zhang Philosopher also took the white eyebrow clone into the Holy Beast Palace, and asked him to help enter the sea of knowledge surnamed Liu and forcibly seize the soul. But he himself took the form of the monk surnamed Liu and stood by the lake to see how many more people would come.

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