Chapter 542: The Violent "National Teacher" Surrenders with Force
"Monster, this is simply not a human..."
The eyes of the monk Dengcao were bloodshot, and his smiling face was full of fear, no longer as calm as before.
He had fallen flat on his face this time. He thought that the other party was just a brat who was still wet behind the ears. Even if he was talented and had a high level of cultivation, how high could his state of mind be?
Without sufficient experience and polishing, how could one's mind be perfect?
As long as one's state of mind is flawed, let alone a young genius, even a great master who has practiced for more than a hundred years, in his twelve labor emotional formation, can only become a slave to his controlled emotions.
The moment he opened the formation just now, he began to break everyone's mind. Among the people present, no matter how high or low their state of mind was, he could break it, but the difficulty was different.
But only the little Tianshi... he couldn't shake it. Not to mention breaking the other party like a wire, he even felt like he was beating a diamond pillar.
The Vajra Pillar had been tempered thousands of times, not only was it hard, but it was also very tough. He hit it, and the iron pillar was fine, but he was hit back.
This gave the monk Dengcao a splitting headache, blood oozing from his ears and nose, and his vision was sometimes bright and sometimes dark, as if a big hand was stirring his brain hard.
"Run, run quickly, the little Tianshi's target is the unknown layman Wu Man, not me. As long as we can run out of this town, there is still a way to survive. I hope my fellow disciples can buy me a little more time."
Behind him, Zhang Zhiwei tilted his head to look at the monk Dengcao who was running for his life, and stretched out his hand, and a squeak sound rang out.
I saw the ground around me breaking apart inch by inch, and bright lightning burst out from it, like a chain connected into a piece, and a net came.
"When was it laid..."
The monk Dengcao's face changed drastically, his body paused, and he didn't dare to go in again, and quickly dodged backwards. .
He thought the lightning chain would continue to strangle him, but unexpectedly, the lightning chain spread out in all directions, not targeting him alone, but... everyone present.
The lightning chain took Zhang Zhiwei as the center, just like a compass drawing a circle, forming a huge prison, surrounding everyone inside.
The chains kept twisting, and there were bright silver arcs twisting and jumping on them, emitting a terrifying breath.
Looking at the lightning chain close at hand, the monk Dengcao had a very ugly face, and his intuition told him that if he touched it, he would die.
Most Buddhists have high cultivation in life, and various means of strengthening the body are endless, but he is an exception. His sexual power is very strong, but his life power is mediocre.
For him, the constantly intertwined lightning chain in front of him is a minefield that he dare not take a step forward.
"The pure life skills are better than the iron corpse made from the corpse of the first Baturu of the previous dynasty. Two slaps smashed his head. The sexual skills are even more powerful. The twelve labor arrays can't shake it at all."
"Now the control of magic is so terrifying. You know, the thunder method is extremely powerful and the most difficult to master, not to mention making meticulous arrangements in such a large range!"
"What kind of monster is this? Is it really the reincarnation of the heavenly immortal as rumored?"
The monk Dengcao has regretted coming to wade into this muddy water, and he is convinced by Wu Gensheng's order.
This little Tianshi is really inhuman. It is indeed a wise choice for him not to implicate others and only target Wu Man. It's just that they are a little unwise.
"Quanxing disciples, wipe your own ass, this is a consistent tradition. Why did I make such a mistake?"
The monk Dengcao patted his head. Suddenly, he had an idea. In the labor array, he hit an extremely terrifying existence.
This terror not only refers to the terror of strength, but also the terror of character. It is not like the little Tianshi who cannot be moved, but the other party is very terrifying in the literal sense.
The positive and negative emotions of ordinary people tend to be balanced, but the positive and negative emotions of this "person" are extremely unbalanced. Under the seemingly calm surface, there is extreme violence, like a collection of negative emotions.
If the little Tianshi is just acting inhuman, then this "person" is the real inhuman.
But for some reason, this almost one-sided emotion did not erupt, but instead presented an extremely unreasonable balance.
When he thought of this, he immediately had a plan in his heart. For this kind of existence, he did not need to repeatedly stir up emotions like he did for other people. He only needed to add fuel to the flames and continue to exert force on one side to make it collapse completely, and the other party's strength was terrifying...
"Maybe there is really a way to survive!"
The monk Dengcao had a thought, gathered his mind, gave up attacking the little Tianshi, and turned to exert pressure on the terrifying inhuman with all his strength.
On the other side, as Zhang Zhiwei's lightning chain was pulled up, the retreat was completely cut off. Some Quanxing monsters who were still dormant in the dark and looking for opportunities immediately took action.
As the saying goes, when you surround an army, there must be a gap. They had no way to retreat. Some Quanxing monsters wanted to take someone with them even if they died, and they killed the people from the Wang and Lu families.
The people from the Wang and Lu families were originally on the verge of killing each other due to the influence of the Twelve Labor Emotion Formation. The Quanxing monsters came and just had an outlet to vent their conflicts. Compared with the little grudges between their companions, the hatred of the Quanxing monsters was obviously greater.
In just a moment, the two sides united and fought against each other.
The father and son of the Lu family also put aside their previous grudges and started to attack the Quanxing monsters like the people around them, as if what happened just now had not happened.
But in fact, after Zhang Zhiwei's move, they embraced the Yuan and guarded the Shaoyin Meridian of the Hand and the Queyin Meridian of the Foot, and the anger in their hearts subsided and they regained most of their rationality.
Lu Ci couldn't help but feel a little regretful. Damn it, look at my mouth. I can think about this kind of words in my heart, but why did I say it out loud? With the old man's temper, won't I be severely punished by the family law when I go back? ...
The head of the Lu family had a sullen face and thought to himself: Affecting the mind and making people become slaves of emotions, I must have been tricked by the monk Dengcao just now. Although I knew about this person's existence before, I never expected that he would be so unpredictable and fall into the trap.
However, no matter how tricked he was, it was not a reason for Lu Ci, the little bastard, to talk to me like this.
Moreover, when this kid turned around and talked to the little Tianshi, he didn't get angry at all, and his attitude was very good, which shows that he still has some rationality. Why did he punch hard when he came in front of me?
He actually said that I have practiced for decades and I have become a bullshit. He also wanted me to see what the real Ruyi Jin is. He is so arrogant. If I don't give him a good beating, I will not be named Lu!
Lu Ren did not dare to speak silently and tried to reduce his presence. Although he also spoke rudely to his father just now, he was far less cruel than his younger brother. He hoped that his father would not care.
Quan Xing resisted, and Zhang Zhiwei was naturally the main target.
A fat monk with a fat head and big ears, with red eyes, swung a string of Buddhist beads at Zhang Zhiwei's forehead, making a ghostly howling sound while swinging.
"Clang!"
The string of Buddhist beads hit Zhang Zhiwei's head firmly. After a fierce low sound of metal, the Buddhist beads exploded on the spot like ceramics and shattered into powder.
The fat monk looked incredulous. This Buddhist rosary was his magic weapon. The beads were made from baby skulls and secret methods. It could melt human flesh and rot bones, and disperse ghosts. It was his magic weapon that was invincible. Why was it so fragile today?
The next moment, a big hand kept growing in front of him, covering the sky and the sun.
"Bang!"
His head, which was covered with wrinkles like fat intestines, exploded like a rotten watermelon in an instant, and the juice flew everywhere.
Zhang Zhiwei didn't even turn his head and shot a golden light at the dark place. The force was so great that even the strong wind could press a few inches of mud on the ground.
A huge sonic boom spread, and several Quanxing monsters were smashed to pieces by a palm.
At this time, the old Taoist Bai Lian, who was good at the art of nightmare, stood in front of the lightning chain and tried to break the chain and escape, but his move was in vain.
The methods he was good at were mostly the magic teaching methods of the combination of witchcraft and Taoism, such as curse killing.
Although this method is powerful, it is naturally defeated by thunder magic. It is simply a foolish dream for him to break through Zhang Zhiwei's thunder prison.
It is impossible to do anything. Bai Lian Laodao was so angry that his original intention, which he could keep just now, was suddenly occupied by anger.
He turned his head to look at Zhang Zhiwei who was walking towards the monk Dengcao, chanting scriptures in his mouth, pinching the magic formula with his hands, and cast "Shape-changing Nails" on Zhang Zhiwei.
"Shape-changing Nails" is a kind of curse-killing technique, which is widely found in Ye Mao Mountain. It can transfer special nails into the enemy's body and make its intestines rot.
When Xu Xin and Dong Chang killed Huang Fang, the Golden Hook, they were hit by this trick and had their stomachs replaced with nails. If it were not for Wu Gensheng's help, they would have died.
"You are strong in thunder magic and have high attainments in golden light, but your internal organs can't be indestructible!"
Bai Lian Laodao stared at Zhang Zhiwei, with countless black bloodshot eyes spreading, and the curse was about to take effect.
Zhang Zhiwei seemed to have sensed something, and when he looked back, a golden flame flashed in his eyes. The flame grew bigger and bigger, and soon occupied his eyes, giving people a feeling of fiery eyes.
The ability attached to the divine mask, breaking the divine eyes.
The old Taoist Bai Lian cried out in pain, and he spontaneously combusted on the spot. His whole body was wrapped in golden flames, and his flesh and blood melted quickly. In three or five breaths, he was burned into a pile of powder.
"You are showing off your skills in front of an expert, overestimating your own abilities!"
Zhang Zhiwei was about to kill the monk Dengcao after burning the old Taoist to death, but suddenly, the soil under him rippled like water waves, and was about to swallow him.
The one who made the move was the Quan Xing demon known as the "Earth-Escaped Bug". This person was good at the art of earth-walking immortals, and could swim freely in the land like a fish. Tu Xingsun in Fengshen was good at this.
Zhang Zhiwei stretched out his hand and grabbed the ground. A golden hand broke through the ground and went down. The speed was so fast and the power was so great that even the earth-walking immortal could not react. He was grabbed by him and squeezed hard. His body was broken and his liver, intestines and internal organs were squeezed out of his body. As a land-walking immortal, he was crushed to death underground.
After dealing with the troublemaker, he was about to continue to kill the monk Dengcao. Suddenly, a lightning flashed through the sky and headed straight for Zhang Zhiwei.
With a loud "clang", the lightning hit Zhang Zhiwei's golden light. The power was so great that his golden light trembled.
"This kind of force..."
Zhang Zhiwei looked back and saw a ferocious demon ape roaring and rushing towards him. The demon ape's pupils were full of bloodshot and the whole body was boiling with bright lightning.
"National Master..."
The four looked at each other. Zhang Zhiwei's eyes, like fire eyes, stared at the demon ape's face. They were as sharp as blades, scratching the demon ape's cheek painfully.
The demon ape's posture of rushing over suddenly froze. The big-faced thief's fierceness was still vivid in his mind. He was about to retreat, but the evil fire in his heart could not be stopped.
The Twelve Emotional Fatigue Array was originally meant to torture emotions, make people collapse, and even cause the inner demon to go crazy. This is what happened to Lu Jin in the plot.
It can be said that the inner demon is more likely to be attacked in the array than the person himself. In addition, the "national master" suffered a great injustice from Zhang Zhiwei, and he had been enduring it. Now after being provoked by the monk Dengcao, he could not bear it anymore.
The demon ape roared, and the lightning all over his body seemed to have lost control. The electric snakes danced wildly. He completely lost his mind. He thought unwillingly that he was not the opponent in the battle in his body, but in the case of the entity in the outside world, it was hard to say who would win!
"My big baby, what are you doing? Stop it!"
The head of the Wang family shouted from behind, but Wang Ai, who was possessed by the "national master", ignored him. He hurried to ask Zhang Zhiwei for help, and Zhang Zhiwei waved his hand to reassure him.
Then, the "national master" attacked Zhang Zhiwei. With the blessing of lightning, its speed was very fast, and it suddenly attacked Zhang Zhiwei in the blink of an eye.
Zhang Zhiwei's veins burst out on his hands, and he slapped the "National Master" with a slap. With a "puff", the "National Master" was instantly shattered and turned into a ball of lightning.
"He has lost his rationality, but he can still use tactics instinctively. Very good!" Zhang Zhiwei thought to himself.
Soon, the "National Master" suddenly rushed out from another angle. His demon ape body made of Qi became transparent, and the blazing lightning surged inside.
The Yang Lei of the "National Master" is much stronger than Zhang Huaiyi's. When it was launched, the rolling thunder exploded, like a mighty black sea of clouds rushing in.
Zhang Zhiwei frowned slightly. He did not use Yang Lei to fight back. It was not that he could not win, but that the "National Master" occupied Wang Ai's body. If he was not careful, he would be affected and fall into an irretrievable situation.
After a moment of thinking, Zhang Zhiwei made a decision. The Qi in his body circulated, and the heart fire and lung gold Qi no longer produced thunder and lightning reactions, and switched to kidney water and liver wood Qi to produce thunder and lightning reactions.
In an instant, the northern border Cangtan opened up, and the dark thunder and lightning jumped like mud, and soaked things like ink silently. Wherever it passed, the ground cracked and turned into black sand, which was shocking.
As soon as the two sides collided, there was no earth-shattering movement. It was like a stone smashed into the mud. The blazing silver light was wrapped in black mud. The light lasted for three seconds and then slowly dimmed.
Zhang Zhiwei pinched the neck of the "national teacher", turned over like a kite, flew backwards, stood on the roof of a house, overlooking everyone, and at the same time, looked in the direction of the town's ancestral hall.
There, there was also a person looking over.