Chapter 457 See you later?

Author: Dimension Theory

Chapter 457 See you later?

Wang Zijia had no intention of stopping, his eyes flashed with golden light, and he quickly looked at the old man's clones.

At the same time, he grinned, and the flesh and blood of his body began to squirm strangely. Like shedding skin and taking off clothes, the skin split from the midline of the bridge of the nose, and the human skin shed off one by one, and clones appeared one by one.

Except for a crack in the front, each clone is empty inside. Everything else is exactly the same as Wang Zijia's original body, including the breath.

In the blink of an eye, there were dozens of people, each presiding with a spiritual thought and a sly smile, just like real people.

The Houtu Taoist monk, who was an authentic Taoist monk a moment ago, turned into such an evil figure in the blink of an eye, making the movements and expressions of the Xingcai Taoist who was playing with his head stiffen.

At this moment, he realized that he was in trouble.

As a leader of the leftist path, he knows better than anyone else that there is something wrong with anyone who can cultivate the leftist path to such an extent.

Therefore, the leftist bosses are the most annoying to meet the leftist bosses.

After all, it is really unreasonable for two crazy critics to collide with each other!

And the other party is still a left-behind monk from Wanyu Sect, the authentic Xuanmen sect. If he doesn't follow the right path and chooses the left path, there is only one possibility. The talent of the left path is close to that of a demon!!!

The old man was slightly frightened and did not dare to make any further excuses.

The next moment, a clone expanded rapidly and turned into a headless giant of more than ten meters. A flying head floated next to him, and the strange dharma look looked coldly at Wang Zijia.

"Oh!"

Wang Zijia's body also expanded, and he drove the Dharma out in the form of a demon boy, and directly fought with the decapitated old man.

The clones also fought together, with three or five skin demon clones beating up a fishy-colored phantom.

During the collision, Wang Zijia gradually gained a clear understanding of herself.

Compared with this Xingcai Zuodao Yingshen, his cultivation level is slightly insufficient, but the gap is no longer obvious.

As for the means...

During the collision of the battle, at a certain moment, Wang Zijia's eyes suddenly glowed with golden light. He suddenly looked past the huge headless statue and stared at a broken magic weapon that fell on the ground in the dilapidated hall.

The next moment, an experienced figure appeared. The moment the opponent was about to pick up something, he was hit by the divine light and was frozen for a moment.

Wang Zijia's eyes were slightly cold, and ten pages quickly flew out and merged into one in an instant.

"Sealing Talisman Technique: Fusion·Lava Fireball!"

Ten barely infant-god-level lava fireball spells merged into one, and were activated by Wang Zijia in the next moment.

A dark red fireball, the size of a human head, headed straight for the old man with a strong lock. Its terrifying power far exceeded the Taoist strength of the early stage monks of the Infant God.

The old man's body only stiffened for a moment, and then he regained his freedom, but he was already locked by the fireball and was almost in front of him.

Feeling the terrifying power of the fireball, the old man's complexion changed slightly.

Blood-red light flashed, and a huge, mottled, rotting bloody turtle shell quickly condensed from illusion to reality.

The old man shrank into the turtle shell like a turtle, the turtle shell rotated, and the blood light loomed.

"bump!"

After a moment, the lava fireball exploded. It was not as earth-shattering as expected, but on the contrary, the movement was very small.

The entire fireball, the size of a human head, exploded into a pool of creeping lava, enveloping the tortoise shell in it.

"laugh!"

Waves of green smoke rose, and a burning smell filled the air.

"Um!"

Suddenly there was a muffled groan, the tortoise shell shattered, a stream of light escaped into the void, the space fluctuated slightly, and the old man disappeared without a trace, leaving only a few traces of blood on the spot.

"This matter is not over yet. We will see you again later!"

A weak, slightly gloomy voice sounded, and the old man had fled far away and he didn't know where he went.

Wang Zijia did not pursue, but waved with a cold gaze, picked up the pool of blood on the ground, and carefully sealed it.

"It's still unclear who is done with whom. We will definitely see each other again. I hope you will still be so arrogant next time we meet!"

"Father, why don't we chase him! If we let this old ghost run away, we may not be able to live in peace in the future!" Chu Ziyu, who had been watching the battle from a distance for a while, couldn't help but speak out.

Wang Zijia looked back at him and said, "Do you know this old guy?"

Chu Ziyu shook his head, nodded again, and said: "It should be the evil demon Feng Yingzhong who has been famous for hundreds of years in our Changbao. Back then, he conquered Changbao with the Xingcai illusion technique and gained a great reputation.

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"Later, as he was promoted to the Infant God, he gradually became a legend. There has been no trace of him for nearly a hundred years."

"This person will definitely retaliate for his anger, and he is proficient in the illusion path, Xingcai, a demonic path that plays with the soul."

"Once the person he targets is given time to do it secretly, he will often be tortured. It is difficult to distinguish between illusion and reality. In the end, he is no longer himself."

Well, given his cultivation level, what he said was so mysterious, I guess he could have read more from the textbooks or heard more!

"Ha, playing with the soul? I just want to see how he can make me not recognize myself!" Wang Zijia mocked nonchalantly.

Not to mention that the old guy can't beat him now, but after a while, it will be even more impossible to beat him.

Besides...

Wang Zijia looked at the blood in his hand, raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and turned his hand to put it away.

We may not know what the situation will be like next time we meet!

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Without further words, Wang Zijia came to the place where the old man was before and picked up a string of Buddhist beads from the ground.

This is a fourth-grade ancient treasure, and it actually still has some aura. If it is warmed and raised properly, it may take hundreds of years to recover.

No wonder I can’t help but want to get a bargain!

Wang Zijia turned over his hand to put it away, and then waved his hand to put away all the remaining messy garbage, including the remaining beams and door pillars.

Chu Ziyu: "······"

Seeing Wang Zijia digging three feet into the ground, Chu Ziyu was speechless for a while.

"Let's go to the next place!" Wang Zijia said immediately after packing up the things.

Although the place is not small, there is not much time for Wang Zijia, or he cannot delay for too long. He can only try to get something in a short time.

Seeing this, Chu Ziyu immediately drove the shuttle and followed Wang Zijia's guidance to another place.

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Another half-quarter of an hour later, Wang Zijia suddenly showed a look of surprise.

"Stop, go over there and have a look!"

Following Wang Zijia's guidance, Chu Ziyu drove the shuttle through a number of palaces and came to a pagoda.

"Sutra Performance Pagoda"

Looking at the dilapidated pagoda in front of him, Wang Zijia looked surprised.

'This is the magic hall prepared by Sanjie Temple for the disciples in this area. It is similar to the Sutra Pavilion branch of Qifumai, right?'

In surprise, Wang Zijia quickly floated down.

Surprisingly, there was no team of monks guarding the pagoda, no one at all.

With anticipation, I arrived at the door of the pagoda. Just as I was about to walk in, a golden light shield protected the entire pagoda.

The powerful aura and defensive force field made Wang Zijia freeze up.

Looking from the broken gate of the pagoda, you can vaguely see a golden skeleton sitting cross-legged at the door.

That terrifying aura fluctuation turned out to be a soul skeleton!

It is only part of the defense power of the pagoda!

'Is this tower defensive? Or does it mean that skeletons will rush out when it attacks?'

Wang Zijia's expression changed for a moment, but in the end he didn't dare to give it a try.

Although he is more confident, the opponent is just a skeleton with only instincts like a puppet.

But without using the talisman I just obtained, I have no idea of ​​trying to touch the skeleton.

After all, he is just a fake infant monk, and there is a big gap between him and Yuanshen.

Besides, looking at what this means, there is at least one skeleton guarding the Buddha's bones on each floor. The first floor is the Yuanshen Overhaul... Couldn't the top one be the Overcoming Tribulation?

"Forget it, keep it!" Wang Zijia looked at the nine-story pagoda in front of him, shook his head unwillingly, turned around and headed elsewhere.

During the flight, Chu Ziyu moved his lips slightly and said hesitantly: "Father..."

"Mother-in-law, what's the matter?" Wang Zijia frowned.
To be continued...