Spiritual recovery?It doesn't matter, I will speak out!

Chapter 134
Zhang Zexing was expressionless, just looking at Jiang Chou.

Jiang Shou had a real face, and returned innocent eyes.

But fortunately, Zhang Zexing didn't intend to get serious with Jiang Xi, he soon turned his attention to Bai Qing again.

At this time, Bai Qing looked like a ghost, because he was controlled by Zhang Zexing's magic circle, so he had to use more strength to break free.

But because of this, further mutations occurred in his body. Not only are there countless ghost hands on his back now, but his skin has also turned black and blue. At first glance, he looks like he is made of bronze.

Seeing him like this, Jiang Shou was full of disgust: "What Avatar."

But Zhang Zexing was full of vigilance.

He and Bai Qing fought against each other. At that time, both of them could not help each other, but today is different, Zhang Zexing has grown up, and of course Bai Qing has not stood still. After so many years, both of them have grown to a terrifying level. the point.

Zhang Zexing knew that his magic circle would not be able to control Bai Qing for long, and a big battle would be inevitable, so he planned to let Jiang Xie leave first, so as not to affect him.

"You take Xuanqing first, I'll stop here."

But who knows that after saying this sentence, he didn't hear Jiang Lan's response.

Looking back again, it turned out that Jiang Ping had already run a certain distance with Xuan Qing on his shoulders without looking back.

Zhang Zexing was obviously a little dazed, but this was also in line with his imagination of Jiang Xi, so he turned around and concentrated on preparing to deal with Bai Qing.

Sure enough, in less than ten seconds, Bai Qing, who was fully fired, broke free.

"The gatekeeper wants to fight, and your Tianshi mansion also wants to join in the fun, okay, then come!"

Bai Qing roared and punched Zhang Zexing.

There was no skill in this punch, it was all emotion, anger mixed with hatred, pouring all over Zhang Zexing.

But the latter did not dare to underestimate this seemingly unpretentious punch.

He knew that Bai Qing specialized in physical skills, similar to warriors among orthodox monks. What he focused on was to break through ten thousand spells with one force, and with one punch, he could clean the large intestine after nine rounds.

So Zhang Zexing took a deep breath, and put on his best form, planning to fight this enemy who should have been killed long ago.

At the same time, Jiang Lan had already run a long distance.

To lure Bai Qing out, he has already succeeded in half.

Although he doesn't know how strong Zhang Zexing and Bai Qing are, he also believes that even if there is a gap, it should not be too big. When Xiao Lin arrives, the victory will be confirmed.

I was afraid that Bai Qing would not be able to kill him in a short time, and trouble might arise if it was delayed for a long time, but fortunately, such a thing did not happen.

The only thing that makes him feel strange is that Bai Qing has been around for so long, why Xiao Lin is not in place yet.

"Holded by someone?"

Jiang Pai quickly guessed the reason, but he didn't know who was holding Xiao Lin back, but judging from Bai Qing's eagerness just now, perhaps Xiao Lin wouldn't be delayed for too long, Jiang Pai was very anxious, but In fact, Bai Qing was also in a hurry.

Soon, Jiang Chuan rushed back to the gatekeeper branch without anyone stopping him.

But to his surprise, not only Xiao Lin was not there, but Old Wei was also not there.

He didn't know until after asking other people that Mr. Wei had been out for a while.

This made him a little suspicious.

If Old Wei was present, why didn't he save himself just now?
Or did he go somewhere else?
Jiang Pity handed Xuanqing over to someone for treatment, then left the branch and rushed to the battlefield.

Yan Yi led Song Yuntian and several holy envoys who gathered along the way, and were rushing to Los Angeles.

But when he was about to arrive, he saw an old man sitting suspended in the midair of Los Angeles.

Yan Yi stopped his body, as if he was facing an enemy.

"Wei Wenzheng?"

Old Wei drooped his eyelids, didn't even look at them, and said indifferently: "Where did you come from?"

Yan Yi's expression was very ugly.

"It turns out that you are really planning all this. I was just suspicious at first, but I also believed that you would not break the agreement, but I didn't expect you to flip the table."

"What table to lift?" Old Wei chuckled, "Why can't I understand?"

"Have you forgotten the agreement made half a year ago? The two factions are fighting, the leader and Cao Zheng don't take action, you and the protector can make arrangements but can't show up, but today you broke the agreement!"

Yan Yi scolded angrily.

However, Old Wei shook his head indifferently: "I didn't do anything, so how can I break the contract? But if you insist on forcing me to do it, then you are forcing me to break the contract, so in order to continue to maintain balance, you still have to listen to me. Mine, go back where you came from."

Yan Yi took a deep breath and felt the humiliation he had never felt before.

The gatekeeper claims to be decent, but he does such a treacherous thing. On the contrary, the stigmatized holy religion has always abided by the agreement. Is this reasonable?

But Yan Yi is nothing more than Gui Yuan Wuji. He and the envoys behind him are enough to change the situation in Luo City, but together they cannot be Wei Lao's opponent.

Yan Yi knew in his heart that Elder Wei still had some scruples about the original agreement at this time, and he didn't want to tear himself apart completely, but if he insisted on continuing to rush to Los Angeles, he believed that Elder Wei would never be merciful.

He didn't understand why the gatekeeper suddenly became so emboldened that he wasn't afraid to fight with the gluttonous ghost in advance and turn it into a life-and-death relationship.

All he knew was that Bai Qing was really doomed this time, and no one could save him.

"I will report everything truthfully to the leader."

Yan Yi finally backed down.

Elder Wei nodded in satisfaction, but he didn't take this threat seriously at all: "Do as you please."

Soon, the old farmer received the news from Los Angeles.

But neither the old farmer nor the young man was as angry as Yan Yi imagined, on the contrary, they had expected such a result.

The young man smiled: "Sure enough, as you expected, Master, it was Wei Wenzheng who ended up in person."

The old farmer nodded: "It seems that the existence of Jiang Xi really made Cao Zheng think differently. After the second road appeared, he really didn't want us to swallow up those sects behind him."

"Then the possibility of him being promoted to the true god is completely cut off."

There was some sarcasm in the young man's tone.

"It's hard to say, the life and death of those ordinary sects are all in his mind. He can choose other paths, but I have no other paths to choose. Fortunately, even if I die on the road, there is still your junior brother who can replace me Keep going."

The old farmer seemed a little tired:

"The key now lies in your junior brother. When this incident is over, you can ask someone to bring him back. Now is the time to let him know something."

The young man frowned: "Could it be too early? He's only third grade now. Isn't it too dangerous to let him enter the game now?"

"Not dangerous." The old farmer sighed: "He is one of them, he is the danger itself."

　I was sore for a day, burned for two days, and finally got better today. I suggest that everyone who has not been vaccinated should get vaccinated. I only had a day of burning for the new crown, and my buddy had a burn for two days. I wanted to write more compensation. Yes, it turned out that people sitting in front of the computer were dumb, and their minds went blank. I started writing at [-] o'clock and now only squeezed out [-] words. I suspect that my brain may be burnt out.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)