"Izuo, Lord Shaomiyaji, do you have any last words to say?"
After solving the flying head, Zhang Cheng looked at Izzo with a smile.
Izzo stared at him deadly, his former indifferent arrogance was completely gone, and only a thick resentment and unwillingness remained in his eyes.
"Zhang Cheng, what kind of hero is a hero who relies on conspiracy, you let me go, and when I recover from my injuries, we will have a real contest again" "I'll go" As soon as he heard this, Zhang Cheng was immediately happy, "Are you insulting my IQ?"
"Don't you dare, haha" Izzo laughed.
Zhang Cheng squatted beside him and said softly: "It's not that you don't dare, but with your strength, even if you fight me a thousand times, you will still die in the end, since this is the case, why waste time." ” "Zhang Cheng" Iza narrowed his pupils and smiled, "I am the young palace division of Kashima Shrine, if you kill me, the entire Dongying magic world will not let you go" Zhang Cheng shrugged, "I know, but the premise is that they know who killed it, now that your people are all dead, and there is no soul left, there is no way to even hold a dream, who are they looking for revenge, hehe" "You, you" Izzo's whole body trembled, and he almost died of anger.
But Zhang Cheng didn't plan to talk nonsense with him anymore, he raised his hand and lifted the stick, and smiled faintly, "Since you don't have a last word, then you can go first, and I'll send Jianyu Thunder God to accompany you when you turn around." ” "No" Izzo's eyes were full of fear, and as soon as he let out an exclamation, the mourning stick fell, and with a "click", the tip of the stick pierced through the middle of its head, piercing the entire head.
Iza trembled like chaff all over his body, and let out a long breath of turbid air, and his body instantly softened, no longer moving.
Under the spiritual power of the mourning stick, its soul was twisted into pieces before it could even get out of its body, and its soul was completely scattered.
Zhang Cheng didn't take a second look, took out the stick and left, and quickly returned to the secret door position and jumped up.
As soon as she saw Zhang Cheng come out, Hu Ling'er immediately walked over and asked, "How is it?"
"I'll do it myself, what else can I do, of course I'm dead."
Zhang Cheng waved his hand stinkily, seeing that Hu Ling'er was in a daze, he couldn't help but ask: "What's the matter, don't you really like that guy, now your heart is soft?"
Hu Ling'er shook her head and said, "Nonsense, he is half of my clan after all, and he suddenly felt a little touched." ” "Isn't this guy just handsome, has any good feelings, I'll buy you a few pure-blooded male foxes when I go back, and let you have enough."
"you, I'm a fox demon, what's the fun with beasts" Hu Ling'er glared at Zhang Cheng and stretched out her hand to point to the idol on the altar, "What now?"
Zhang Cheng's gaze also moved, touched his chin and said, "Hua Kun's old bull's nose just asked me to take the Jianyu Thunder God back, now that this guy is sleeping, it is better to simply transport the statue back to Qingcheng Mountain." ” After all, the other party is a serious god, even if the doppelganger in front of him is only a doppelganger, and his strength has not yet recovered, but it is definitely not easy to deal with, and it is best if he can do it.
However, this thing has to be more than two meters tall, and the weight must not be light, and it is not easy to transport such a large piece of things back to Huaxia.
Hu Ling'er thought for a while, shook her head and said, "This can't be done, after all, the Thunder God is sleeping, and it is not sealed, so it is definitely impossible for you to still move around."
If we suddenly wake up on the plane and have a plane crash, we will both have to suffer. ” Zhang Cheng was in his heart, Hu Ling'er was right, if you want to get this thing back, it's like carrying a time bomb with you.
It doesn't matter if you wake up on the ground, if you wake up on the plane, you won't be able to beat it, and you won't even have a place to run.
No matter how you think about it, it is safest to solve it now.
"Don't worry, find someone to ask."
Zhang Cheng looked around, turned around and walked towards the bottom of the steps.
Although the people of Kashima Shrine have died, the previous spell has not yet expired, and Shu Ailin's soul is still in place.
However, without the support of the priest, the aperture has dimmed a lot, and it will disappear soon after.
Zhang Cheng didn't have the patience to wait, and released his ghostly qi to tinker a few times, and soon broke the aperture around Shu Ailin, pinching her soul in his hand.
Seeing Zhang Cheng at this time, Shu Ailin's eyes showed a trace of shame, and then begged: "Master Zhang, I was forced, please spare me." ” "We'll talk about it later."
Zhang Cheng stretched out his hand and pointed to the statue, "Since you are Izzo's right and left hand, you should know about the God of Thunder, how much has it recovered now, what kind of strength is it?"
Shu Ailin hesitated for a moment and said: "Through this period of cultivation, the strength of the Jianyu Thunder God has recovered about fifty percent, as for the strength, it should be about the same as the earth immortal of the Huaxia Daomen."
As soon as he heard this, Zhang Cheng's heart was half cold.
It's about the same as the earth immortal, isn't this a big realm higher than himself, how can he fight this specially But it's all come to this, so you can't just pat your ass and leave.
Seeing Zhang Cheng's expression, Shu Ailin seemed to understand something, and immediately said flatteringly: "Actually, you don't have to worry, although his divine power is similar to that of the Earth Immortal, but after all, he is a clone, and there are many means that cannot be used in the yang world, with your strength, even if you can't beat it, it's still no problem to protect yourself." ” Zhang Cheng frowned and glanced at Shu Ailin, still a little hesitant in his heart.
Hu Ling'er said: "Don't think about it, it's all here, you have to try." ” "Okay" Zhang Cheng gritted his teeth and made a decision in his heart.
He is now a corpse demon of the highest grade, and with the special nature of the ghost corpse initiate, he may not have the strength to fight in the face of the earth immortals, no matter what, he has to try it.
Thinking of this, Zhang Cheng handed Shu Ailin to Hu Ling'er and asked her to watch it.
He took out the gold brick, stood ten meters away from the idol, crossed the ghost qi into the gold brick, rounded his shoulder, and smashed it out.
He thought very clearly, in terms of impact alone, the gold bricks were still on top of the mourning stick, and they could be used remotely, so even if there was any accident, he would be able to react more time.
With the support of the ghostly energy, the golden brick shone brightly, smashing into the head of the idol like a meteor.
"Bang" With a loud bang, the idol shook violently, and soon fell apart and fell to the ground.
Zhang Cheng imagined many possibilities, such as the statue suddenly coming to life, or a vicious demon god coming out of it.
But none of this happened, and when the idol was shattered, there was only a strange thing inside.
The thing was slightly smaller than the idol, grayish-white, and looked like a moldy potato, with red tentacles wrapped around its surface, still squirming slightly
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