Looking at Zheng Wentian who was slowly softening, Ziyang Zhenjun pinched his hands and swept his long sleeves. Zheng Wentian in front of him had been sucked into his sleeves.

After ascending to become an immortal god, every immortal cultivator will gradually master the power of space and can practice various immortal techniques to distort space, distort space, and even open up space to do all kinds of incredible things.

As the true god of the Thunder Division, Ziyang Zhenjun naturally practiced similar Taoist techniques.

Just now, he used a move to put Zheng Wentian's body into his sleeve.

Looking at Zheng Wentian's appearance as he was put into the universe in his sleeve, a tear suddenly fell on the corner of Ziyang Zhenjun's eyes.

"Every time I bring that complete despair to you, I always feel a little sad, but why do you always make me angry? If you want to blame, you can only blame yourself for not being able to do it. It is obviously a cruel world, but you always have to play with some warmth."

This tear floated in front of the Ziyang Zhenjun under the surge of invisible power, and then slowly evaporated and dissipated in the air.

"But the lion fights the rabbit, and he also uses all his strength..."

Compared to upright battles, frontal fighting, and relying on hard power to defeat the opponent, Ziyang Zhenjun prefers enemies without resistance.

"Instead of fighting with all your strength, it is better to make complete preparations before the battle so that the opponent has no chance to fight back. Even if the opponent is an ant, this is the style that the immortal god should have."

"Otherwise, what's the difference between being in person and all kinds of stupid people and those ordinary things?"

The Taoist Technique in Ziyang Zhenjun's hand changed, and a hair on his body fell off automatically, accompanied by a breeze, drifted to the ground. After the hair rolled, it turned into a person kneeling on the ground.

He is a person who is exactly the same as Zheng Wentian, both in terms of face, figure, clothes, and hairstyle, from top to bottom, they are exactly the same.

This is the "Zheng Wentian" transformed by Ziyang Zhenjun through the seventy-two changes of the Earth Evil.

Although Ziyang Zhenjun only used his puppet clone, he did not have the ninth level of cultivation, so he could not see the difference. Even those with a little less eye power and perception in the ninth level of vision cannot feel the difference.

True Lord Ziyang nodded at the "Zheng Wentian" in front of him, reached out and walked out of the door with a natural look on his face.

...

Outside the door.

"Next, win and destroy you come in."

Listening to the orders of Ziyang Zhenjun, Ying Kuo looked towards the side hall, wondering in his heart, "Where is Zheng Wentianren? Will he not come out?"

At this moment, 'Zheng Wentian' walked out and nodded to everyone, "Teacher Ying, go in, Senior Mingyue is waiting for you inside."

Ying Chuang nodded and walked in with big strides. The others didn't care and waited quietly outside.

After all, this is Wanxian Island, with complete defensive formations, restrictions, and the Mingyue Immortal himself. Everyone is not worried at all if there is a demon traitor among them, what will this demon traitor succeed?

As for themselves, they don’t think they are traitors of the demons, so they don’t worry about the examination of Mingyue Immortal.

As soon as Ying Kuo entered the side hall, he felt a strong murderous intent. After all, he was at the sixth level of the bow map. Under the attack of the other party's unreserved murderous intent, he felt something was wrong in the first moment and wanted to retreat.

But the colorful light had already surged into his body. It was the formation power that was built by the manor. Under the control of Ziyang Zhenjun, Ying Kuo's soul and body were directly suppressed.

Only the ninth level can be slightly confronted, and only the immortals and gods can break through, which is safe to belong to the formation power of the immortals and gods level.

"Senior Mingyue? What do you want to do?"

Faced with Ying Kuo's confusion expression, Ziyang Zhenjun had no intention of communicating. He waved his hand and Ying Kuo's neck slowly twisted.

Faced with this irresistible power, Ying Kuo gritted his teeth, and the soul in the sea of ​​consciousness boiled out, "There is a problem with Mingyue... Zhou Bai... wants to remind Zhou Bai and the others...'

"The soul self-destructed?" Zi Yang Zhenjun pressed Ying Kuo's head with a palm. The surging soul power pressed the soul that the other party wanted to explode and completely killed the other party.

After seeing the other party being imprisoned, he still struggled hard, causing the skull to deform and shatter. Ziyang Zhenjun sighed, "How strong is it? How stupid is it. In order not to fall to this point, I have to continue climbing up."

...

After a while, 'Winning and Burning' walked out and said to Yun Chonghe, "Old Yun, go in. Senior is waiting for you inside."

Yun Chonghe nodded, walked towards the side hall with his sword box on his back.

When 'Winning' passed by him, he suddenly said, "Do you want to give me the sword box? Go in by yourself?"

Yun Chonghe was slightly stunned, and the next moment, shook his head, "No need, it's better for me to carry it with me."

True Lord Ziyang disguised himself as the Mingyue Immortal with the seventy-two Earth Demons, watched Yun Chonghe walk in, and his eyes swept over the sword box on the other party's back.

"I have taken away the bodies of Ying Kuo and Wen Tian." Zi Yang Zhenjun said in his heart, "I used the seventy-two transformations of the Earth Evil to transform Ying Kuo and Wen Tian and walked out. Normally, he should not have doubts yet."

Ziyang Zhenjun looked at the sword box on the other party's back and thought to himself, "A 70% or 80% possibility, the Tianjian was staying in the sword box. From the moment there was no abnormal movement, the Tianjian probably had already entered a deep sleep. And falling asleep at this critical moment means that he can no longer insist on staying awake."

‘There is a great possibility that when he wakes up again, he will start to completely distort.’

‘If these conditions are prerequisite, the best way at present is to kill Yun Chonghe without disturbing the Tianjian.’

‘But with Yun Chonghe’s cultivation level, they will inevitably be wary of being killed by the immortal god in seconds. It is very likely that once Yun Chonghe dies, the Heavenly Sword will wake up immediately.’

‘I just asked 'Win Chuang' to try to help Yun Chonghe with the sword box, but I was rejected. It means that it is possible that even if the sword box leaves Yun Chonghe for a certain distance, the sky sword will wake up.’

‘Haha, it’s just a time bomb.’

Thinking of this, Ziyang Zhenjun narrowed his eyes slightly and made a decision in his heart, "I can't kill Yun Chonghe directly for the time being. Then..." He smiled secretly in his heart, "I can only use a knife to kill people. Fortunately, there are swords everywhere in the Central City now."

Yun Chonghe walked into the side hall, glanced across the entire side hall, and found nothing special.

After a while, Yun Chonghe came out. Next, Tianshu Demon, Zhao Yue, and Xiang Haochu walked in one by one.

Among the crowd, except for Yun Chonghe who came out without any damage, Xiang Haochu was knocked unconscious by Ziyang Zhenjun and was caught in the universe in his sleeve, and everyone else had completely died.

"Mingyue Immortal" walked out of the side hall, looked at everyone, and said condescendingly, "Very good. It seems that you have no problem with them. They are not demon traitors."

"Win to ruin, go and call Zhou Bai. The demon has already attacked the Miluo Heavenly Palace. I feel that this place is still not safe enough, so let's move to another place."

"Win Chuang" left and soon walked over with "Zhou Bai". "Mingyue Immortal" nodded, then shook her long sleeves, and the group had already followed him to leave the manor's location.

After a while, Ziyang Zhenjun walked out of the side hall and looked at the black dots gradually disappearing into the sky in the distance. Among the people, except Yun Chonghe, everyone else was just a clone of Ziyang Zhenjun using the seventy-two transformations of Earth Evil.

"Heavenly Sword, dying at the hands of the demon is a good destination for you."

Ziyang Zhenjun smiled slightly, and had changed his appearance to win the ruins and walked towards the room where Zhou Bai was.

"The last step is left."

It has been 15 minutes since Zheng Wentian's death.
Chapter completed!