Chapter 482: Remembering the Revenge and Seeing Zuo Dao Again

"It's an illusion!"

"No, it's Caimen illusion, Xingcai!"

“There’s even a real ghost mixed in!”

"······"

While everyone was talking, they began to kill continuously.

After walking around for a while, everyone was shocked to find that they were back where they were, trapped in a ghost wall.

Moreover, the children of the Chu family didn't even see any trace of this illusory formation.

The expressions of a group of Chu family disciples darkened. Obviously everyone still thinks of things too simply.

The centipede insect is dead but not stiff. How can a family of infant gods not have some background?

If Wang Zijia had not appeared too suddenly, was too powerful, and had struck too violently, he would not have given the Murong family enough time to react.

Tonight in Fucheng, if we delay for an hour or two, there may be another ending.

The current situation is the best example.

It was clear that Chu Lin had the combat power to destroy this city, but because he did not reach the crushing level, he ended up in the embarrassing situation of being trapped in the phantom formation.

"Ask for help. We still don't know what those two guys are doing. Things will change later!"

"We have killed so many people, and most of the city is composed of low-level monks. If we do any evil, there may be a big disaster!"

"Yes, Great Elder, please ask for help. If we delay it any longer, this city will be ruined!"

"······"

After much discussion among the disciples, Chu Lin reluctantly chose to activate the magic sword and asked Wang Zijia for help.

"Fight!"

The next moment, the magic sword trembled. Under the astonished eyes of everyone, he transformed into Wang Zijia.

Wang Zijia paused for a moment, and after accepting the general message from his spiritual thoughts, Wang Zijia did not communicate at all with the disciples of the Chu family.

He floated up directly and his eyes turned golden.

The divine light flickered and scanned a large circle of the entire city below. The next moment, Wang Zijia's eyes flickered.

"break!"

Following Wang Zijia's soft words, his eyes shot out a golden light that was completely gathered by the power of the mind, and went straight into the center of the city where the fog was surging.

"Crack!"

With a soft sound, the core of the phantom formation was broken by divine light, and the surrounding fog quickly dissipated.

"Help!"

"Ah...there's a monster!"

"Monster!"

"········"

As the fog lifted, the cacophony of voices quickly replaced the eerie silence.

In many places in the city, there are various demons causing chaos.

That's all. What really shocked everyone was that in the center of the city, at the core of Fangshi, there was originally a special skeleton-shaped building that was more than ten feet high. At this moment, it completely changed.

Countless pieces of flesh squirmed in the skeleton, and heads were floating, shouting, and struggling in it.

Judging from the head, apart from a lot of casual cultivators, there are also a lot of people from the Murong family.

The original skeleton building was gone, and now there was only a demon made of countless flesh and blood. His whole body was entangled with ominous thoughts and resentment, and he was constantly squirming and struggling.

The main head of the skeleton is a somewhat twisted human face, the huge face is bloody and bloody, and there are several heads of Murong family members embedded on it.

But everyone could vaguely see from the face that it was the guard of this place: Murong Guangping!

There were many illusory ghosts around, grabbing the monks who were still alive and throwing them into them.

In his shrill screams, his flesh and blood squirmed, and he was torn apart by countless heads, drowned in them, and gradually became one of them.

As Wang Zijia broke the illusion formation, the face with eyes originally closed: Murong Guangping opened his eyes.

After doing this, it was obvious that he had completely turned into a demon and had undergone evil changes. But I don’t know what special means were used to barely maintain some memories, or obsessions.

The moment he saw Wang Zijia, the huge flesh-and-blood skeleton came to life.

"Roar!"

"Chu Jeff, it's Chu Jeff!"

"Kill Chudev!"

"Destroy the Chu family!"

"Revenge, take revenge!"

As the flesh-and-blood skeleton came to life, the heads struggling on it opened their mouths and uttered crazy words.

The strong mental pollution caused the faces of many lucky people in the city to become distorted, and individual faces began to appear under their skin, and madness began to appear.

Not to mention ordinary people, many childhood members of the Chu family showed painful expressions.

Wang Zijia's eyes were slightly cold. To complete the evil transformation of an infant god-level demon in such a short time, it was obvious that the Murong family had been studying this for more than a day or two.

But he probably didn't want to create this kind of evil thing. He probably wanted to create a controllable evil spirit to prevent the family from further generational decline after Murong Cheng's death.

With the roar of countless heads, the flesh and blood skeletons of more than ten feet have completed their activation and stepped towards Wang Zijia.

"Ridiculous!"

Wang Zijia, who was floating in the air, waved his hand, and Gu Yuncheng's shadow appeared from behind him again.

"The Way of the Sword: The Seven Swords of Cutting the Sky!"

As Wang Zijia struck his head with his sword, a huge sword light split the flesh-and-blood skeleton into two halves. With a little control, the city below was not split open.

But the next moment, the skeleton did not die, or even collapsed.

Granulation sprouts quickly appeared at the wounds of the split flesh-and-blood skulls, and they were reconnected. The sword energy at the wounds seemed to be of no use at all.

"Um······!"

However, while the skeleton was recovering, a muffled groan appeared in a hidden corner of the city below.

"Huh?"

Wang Zijia looked at the rapidly recovering flesh and blood skeleton and showed a surprised expression.

"A demon at this level should be unable to avoid being affected by the sword energy and heal quickly again."

Thoughts flashed, Wang Zijia looked at the flesh and blood skeleton with twinkling eyes.

The reason why the healed flesh and blood skeleton was not moving was because its injury had not yet completely healed, and there was still a strange power at the wound to help heal it and reduce the erosion of the sword energy.

"False and real, illusion? Xingcai? This breath seems a bit familiar?"

With a slight thought, the five ghosts emerged directly, turned into five ghost mists, and rushed towards the flesh and blood skeleton charging again.

The ghost mist filled the air, instantly covering the skeleton, and five ghosts and one evil one fought together.

Wang Zijia did not join in. A tortoise shell appeared in front of him. Under the fluctuation of Wang Zijia's mana, the turtle shell jumped for a moment.

‘Calculation: cause and effect·Tianxin’s search! ! ! ’

In Wang Zijia's eyes, countless threads appeared on the flesh and blood skeleton shrouded in ghost mist.

At the same time, Wang Zijia's eyes flashed with blood, and the demon shrouded in ghost mist, with traces of pollution, sneaked into Wang Zijia's body following the entanglement.

The evil will be counterattacked!

"Value +3765!"

However, as soon as the backlash appeared, Wang Zijia redeemed it in time, preventing it from infecting the Infant God.

When Wang Zijia's eyes regained clarity, he looked at the dense lines of cause and effect emerging from the flesh and blood skeleton wrapped in the ghost mist.

"Got you!"

The next moment, a particularly thick silk thread was picked out by Wang Zijia.

Following the thread, Wang Zijia looked towards the corner of the city below.

"not good!"

In the city, a enchanting woman who had transformed into a common woman and was hiding in a ruins was immediately startled.

Without saying a word, his body quickly disintegrated, turning into a phantom and disintegrating.

"Can you run away?"

‘Taofa: Zhongyue! ’

Wang Zijia sneered and pressed down with one hand!

Hundreds of meters away, a strong suction force suddenly appeared at a street corner, and a huge force of gravity was generated.

"bump!"

A figure was pulled out from hiding, and she knelt on the ground in an instant. The gravity of a mountain instantly pressed on her, making her whole body tremble and unable to move at the same time.

Wang Zijia's figure floated down from the sky and came to the enchanting woman.

The woman is good-looking, but a bit coquettish.

She also has a very good figure, but at this moment, she looks a little out of shape under the gravity. The murder weapons seemed to be unable to bear their own weight.

"Xingcai Illusion Technique? Did Feng Yingzhong ask you to come here?" Wang Zijia asked as he looked at the other party and felt the familiar aura on his body.

When there was a conflict with Fengying Zhong in the ruins of the Three Realms Temple, Wang Zijia used Chu Jiefu's identity.

After hearing Wang Zijia's words, the woman no longer hesitated and decisively activated a command talisman.

A phantom quickly condensed beside her, and Feng Yingzhong's old face appeared in front of him. He didn't care about the woman, he just looked at Wang Zijia and said with a faint smile:

"How about it, Master Chu, the old Taoist said that we will meet again, did the old Taoist keep his promise?"

As he spoke, he looked at the flesh-and-blood skeletons next to him, shrouded in ghost mist, fighting with the five ghosts. Although he could not see the situation of the battle, at least it was not completely resolved yet.

"Do you like the meeting gift that the old Taoist gave you?"

Wang Zijia narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "You acted quickly. Before I even looked for you, you came to my door!"

"Lao Dao is different from you, Master Chu. Lao Dao lives alone and has a home all over the world. I was afraid that you, Master Chu, would not find Lao Dao, so I went to find him myself."

Feng Yingzhong's illusory figure smiled at Wang Zijia and said: "This rubbish should not be a problem for the Chu family. Today is a greeting in advance. I congratulate the Chu family on 'coming out'. Does the Chu family still like it?"

"Are you threatening me?" Wang Zijia said with a cold light in his eyes.

"No, no, no, Master Chu, you misunderstood. The old Taoist wants to help the Master Chu! The Master Chu has too many ties, which is not conducive to practice. Otherwise, with the methods and talents of the Chu Family, in this Changbao, I guess he will be more famous than the old Taoist That's right!" Feng Yingzhong said with a smile.

"Very good, Caimen Feng Yingzhong, right? I hope you can still be so proud in the future!" Wang Zijia said with a cold light in his eyes.

"Oops, Master Chu is angry. The old Taoist is really scared!" Feng Yingzhong made an exaggerated fearful reaction as he spoke.

The next moment, he said with the same cold eyes: "When the old Taoist wanted to make peace, you had to lose your temper. The old Taoist said, this matter is not over, today is a formal greeting!"

"Really? I'm looking forward to your clever move!" Wang Zijia's eyes flashed with cold light. As he spoke, he stopped talking nonsense and directly killed the witch in front of him with a wave of his hand.

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