Zhou Tong glanced at him and replied softly: "Only by knowing yourself and knowing your opponent can you win all battles." Isn't it?"

The Iron-Masked Elder hung Zhou Tong's right arm on his shoulder, holding up most of his weight. "Before becoming a hero, you should take care of your body, what is difficult to support one-armed, you have to understand. ”

Regarding Elder Iron's preaching, Zhou Tong just raised his eyebrows dissatisfied. Then, he turned his head to look at the group of people in Guangjue Temple, and took in the reactions of all of them, dealing with these chaotic people and things was not his specialty at all, not to mention that he didn't have any sources, and when he didn't know much, when would he not be the fish on someone else's chopping board? I really don't know how long I will have to defend passively like this. Alas, the head of Qingfeng calmly dispatched his manpower and issued orders one after another. At the same time, the Moon Viewing Dao Master summoned five puppet attendants, who were holding red silk threads in their hands, and kept moving their positions according to the Five Elements Bagua Array.

The five puppet attendants sat cross-legged on the ground in no particular order, and their hands erected their spells with clear eyes, "Roundabout Formation!" The voice of the Moon-Watching Daoist came out in unison, and the effect of the Roundabout Formation was immediately triggered, instantly enveloping the area.

"Peng Hushou, we haven't found any traces all the way down, is it in the wrong direction?" The leading disciple found that something was wrong, so he wanted to know why the other party was clinging to this path, it didn't look like tracking at all, but there was a hint of a tendency to choose a path and escape.

"Are you questioning my abilities?" Peng Goshou looked at him with proud contempt, and the slightest panic did not leak, but the leading disciple unreasonably slandered his personality.

"Of course not, we just don't want to be led astray. The leading disciple replied without humility or arrogance.

"Hehehehe......" A low and suppressed sneer came out, Peng Juren gritted his teeth and said, "Since you have so many things, then take your senior brothers to the underworld!" After speaking, he hooked the middle index finger of his right hand vigorously.

The leading disciples and others found that their whole bodies could not move, and a huge force suddenly strangled them out of breath, and when they looked down, they saw that there was a giant python coiled on their bodies at some point, and the python spit snakes and stared at them.

"Don't act rashly, or I'm not sure they'll use you for tooth sacrifices. Peng Juren smiled proudly, the way out is close in sight, a group of fools are only now reacting, isn't it a pity not to play a trick?

Suddenly, dozens of black shadows swooped down from the air, and when a sharp eagle cry climbed into the air, the leading disciples and others had already gotten rid of their restraints, and the hideous python had already been shaken in the beak by the goshawk in the air.

One of the entourage disciples took out a short tube from under his tongue and generously showed it to Peng Juren. It turned out that this was a whistle used to command the goshawk, and the sound of the blowing was no different from the subtle sound of the wind, which did not attract the attention of the python.

"It's not too late to get caught. The leading disciple raised his hand slightly, and the entourage disciples behind him immediately cooperated in a formation, waiting to be captured in one fell swoop and detained the other party for interrogation.

"Hmph, I underestimated you, wait for the next life!" Peng Juren laughed wildly, bang!--The smoke instantly drowned his figure.

The leading disciples and others were in a hurry, and the formation that was ready to go was overshadowed, and regardless of whether it could succeed or not, everything waited for the smoke to clear before the result could be determined.

In a moment, a cry of rage and reluctance came from within the slowly dispersed smoke. The leading disciples and others who thought that the bamboo basket would be empty were overjoyed by this, but they didn't expect to catch it!

"Let me go!-bastard!Do you know who I am?" Peng Juren was trapped in the light net, screaming and scolding, using all his brute force to break free, and his ten fingers desperately tore at the restraints on his body.

When the leading disciple was about to persuade Peng Juren not to waste his efforts, suddenly, one of the entourage disciples shouted in surprise: "Look! His shadow moves!"

The relaxed expression suddenly became solemn, and the leading disciple called out urgently: "Be careful of deceit!!" They all flashed away from the place, temporarily avoiding the abnormal change in front of them.

Peng Juren was still struggling and roaring in the light network, and the strange thing was that his shadow had the ability to act on its own, and was not limited by Peng Juren's movements at all, and he seemed to be a separate individual from it.

The shadow on the ground was like a fermented soft surface, and then, like a python out of a hole foraging for food, quickly swam out, speeding towards the back door of the Woxian Taoist Temple.

The leading disciple knew something was wrong, and his first instinct was to fly and swing his sword to stab the shadow on the ground, and the rest of the entourage disciples held their swords one after another, and the target was all on Peng Juren's strange shadow.

A miserable scream suddenly came out of the mouth of the leading disciple, so frightened that the entourage disciples who followed behind paused at the moment, and in the next second, these people couldn't help but make painful sounds, and some even knelt on the ground with weak knees, and only with the long sword in their hands did they struggle to support their bodies.

"Hahahaha......!" Peng Juren, who was reined in his rage, laughed fiercely, in this series of piercing laughter, his full muscles atrophied rapidly, his shining eyes continued to turn purple and black, and finally contracted into a nucleus and rolled to the ground, the bones in his body seemed to disappear suddenly, and a whole strong man turned into a crumpled human skin and fell to the ground in just a dozen seconds, just like someone who had stolen Peng Juren's physical essence.

The leading disciples and the others stared at this scene with wide eyes weakly and fearfully, their nerves tensed into a line, and it was the first time they had seen such a strange and unavoidable phenomenon. There are no enemies, no reasons, no traces......

"Hmph, this is the secret technique of Guangjue Temple, and today it has opened your eyes. I don't know when, Peng Juren has stood intact not far from the back door, and the shadow under his feet has recovered at this time, and there is no abnormality at all.

At this time, the empty eyes and rigid faces were the only expressions left of them, and their minds were not frozen, but Peng Juren took advantage of the gap between them being frightened by fear and used spells to control their body movements.

This time, it was the turn of the leading disciples and the others that the shadows were shocked, but the difference was that these shadows actually drifted away like fragments blown by the wind. At the same time, they found that the dissipated part of the shadow had begun to affect part of the body's perception, and these mutated limbs were engulfed by black gas at an obvious speed, and then, the skin densely covered with dark purple blood streaks cracked and spread like a crispy pie crust, and it was impossible to tell whether it was the keratin or the muscle mass of the substance that continued to separate and peel off from the body......