"Get orders."

Li Qing and Bart Wenjian, who had just arrived, had been waiting for Zhang Muyang's words. After seeing Zhang Muyang's magical methods just now, their hearts were already full of passion. The eyes of Zhang Muyang's eyes were full of admiration.

As an insider of the Special Ninth Bureau, Li Qing had long heard of Zhang Muyang's reputation, but it was better to see him at first sight. When Zhang Muyang really used his means in front of them, he would uproot the Qi family in Mongolian Province and then attack the famous Zorokao Sect, his admiration for Zhang Muyang had turned into respect and fanaticism. This is so awesome. There is such a person in the Special Ninth Bureau, who dares to act rashly?

As for Bart and Wen Jian, they knew that Zhang Muyang was awesome and very awesome, but they rarely felt it intuitively. Now they are standing on the front line and clearly feel Zhang Muyang's majesty.

Just as Li Qing and his men were about to take the people, a pressure came from the outside and rushed into the hall. After seeing the visitor, Ulaanbari suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and said to himself: "If you don't come again, we will all be taken away."

"The Lord's Priest."

After seeing the visitor, everyone in the Zorokao prayed to each other.

He raised his hand gently, helped everyone up, and looked at Zhang Muyang with a smile and said, "Mr. Zhang, I have long admired the name of the name, and I am really a famous scholar. I admire it."

When Li Qing saw the person coming, his face changed. For this old man, there was news about him in the Zhaocheng Special Ninth Bureau, but not much, but he knew that this person was extremely dangerous and had unfathomable cultivation. He was the high priest of the Mengcheng Zoro Sect. They had always wanted to collect information about him, but they had never heard of his name and never saw him. Today, this big thing happened here, and he was indeed here.

Just as he was about to remind Zhang Muyang, he heard his boss start to argue: "Old guy, are you finally not watching the show?"

The high priest who was originally elegant and had a master-looking appearance did not expect Zhang Muyang to say a word to him directly, but he was well-educated, or was old and undying, because he was very thick-skinned. After being criticized, he just laughed and thought that he hadn't heard it.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Zhang Muyang wouldn't let this old boy go. How could he allow others to show off in front of him? He is the king of this book.

He looked straight at the old man and said, "You are coming out this time to plead for your disciples and disciples? Do you think you have such face?"

The high priest who was criticized twice in a row began to look gloomy. This person was too shameless. Although you are powerful, you shouldn't be arrogant. He just hid behind and looked at Zhang Muyang's style of conduct and cultivation level for a long time.

I thought I was about to get the same job and was about to come out to pretend, but I didn't expect that as soon as I came out, I was blackened by Zhang Muyang and didn't give him any good face.

"Mr. Zhang, what do you mean?"

"What does it mean?" Zhang Muyang sneered: "Your people not only broke the rules set before, but just wanted to arrest and besiege law enforcement officers. What do you mean? And, more importantly, your people have crossed the boundaries and dared to touch my friend. Do you really think Zhang Muyang is vegetarian and chanting Buddha's name? For this, you can ask the monkeys in Yue Kingdom."

The high priest said, "After all, the one who was injured was just an ordinary person. We are all monks, so monks are naturally superior to others. Even if you want to help your friends revenge, you shouldn't use such ruthless means. Just now, you had three lives on your hands. Zhang Muyang, you act so ruthlessly, do you really think it's okay?"

Regarding his sophistry, Zhang Muyang said lightly: "They are all damn people."

"Zhang Muyang, you bully people too much." The high priest was criticized by Zhang Muyang several times in a row, and finally couldn't contain his anger. He flipped his body and jumped out of the hall and said, "Come on, let's see what the real tricks are. Let me see, you, the number one in the world, is known as the world's number one..."

Before he finished speaking, he felt his head sinking, and then layers of mist seemed to rise around him. He felt something was wrong and used his magical powers to disperse the white mist, but no matter what he did, the mist was missing, covering him.

Then, in the white mist, countless green snakes crawled out from all directions, crawling towards him frantically, covering a group of black and blue.

These green snakes spit out their cores and dragged layers of green solid trees. Just looking at them made people's scalp numb. Although the high priest had some tricks and almost understood that these were Zhang Muyang's illusions, he just couldn't break them.

The spells he learned were still useless until now, and he could only watch himself overwhelmed by the snake group.

At first, he could still persist, thinking that these were all illusions and could still control one or two, but as the severe pain came, he kept coming.

"Ahhhh!"

After persisting for a few seconds, after a few minutes, the high priest finally couldn't hold on. He wanted to fall into a coma, but he found that this was a luxury. He could clearly feel the feeling of every poisonous snake crawling around on his body, and what made him desperate was the constant pain coming from his body.

As the venomous snake fangs slowly pierced the skin and then injected the venom into it, the feeling of witnessing his own death almost made him collapse.

Even though he kept telling himself in his heart that these were all fake and Zhang Muyang's illusions, they had no effect at all.

The severe pain still came, and the venom continued to flow in his body, constantly eroding and devouring his body.

Gradually, he seemed to feel tired of this feeling. He seemed to be dying slowly. The high priest never felt that death was so close to him. He was also looking forward to his death.

Did he die like this? Did he leave the human affairs like this? I finally reached this point of cultivation and experienced the revival of spiritual energy. It was time for him to make great achievements and carry forward the Zoroastrianism. All of this was about to disappear.

dark!

Endless darkness!

Just as the high priest was ready to accept his death, a light suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. The light grew from small to large, gradually lit up his real world.

Tag!

The high priest was so soft that he was on the ground. His face was pale, his breathing was rapid, and his eyes were constantly looking around. Only then did he realize that he had not gone out at all, he was lying on the ground. His arrogant scholars were looking at him with a strange look.

"Sacrifice!"

"Sacrifice!"

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Chapter completed!