Chen Zhe's Nascent Soul was separated from the body, leaving only a body lying on the ground without any trace of life, heartbeat, breathing, or pulse.
Now he is no different than a dead person.
True to Chen Zhe's words, Zhou Yuhan himself is now accompanying the two corpses.
When Chen Zhe was there, there was at least one person chatting and joking with him. Although Zhou Yuhan was annoyed, it was better than this feeling of deathly silence.
"Is he really dead?"
Zhou Yuhan reached out and caressed Chen Zhe's chest, hoping that this time Chen Zhe would make another joke and suddenly jump up and laugh, and then she would glare at him angrily...
She sat on the ground in a daze, and after five minutes she put her hand in front of Chen Zhe's nose, hoping that a miracle would happen and Chen Zhe's heart would start beating again.
Zhou Yuhan was taught by Uncle Zhong and didn't know much about spiritual practice, but he still knew a little bit.
Could it be that he went crazy and died suddenly?
Now Zhou Yuhan particularly misses the time when Chen Zhe was around to make her angry.
She wiped the corners of her eyes and comforted herself: "It would be best to die."
It's a pity that tears flowed down.
This day was almost the slowest in Zhou Yuhan's life. Time seemed to be stuck with glue.
Zhou Yuhan's parents were absent when he was young, his grandfather loved him, and he had a group of relatives who fought openly and secretly for the family property. Zhou Yuhan, who was extremely disgusted with everything around him, became cold and harsh, arrogant and proud, as if he didn't care about everything.
However, she is still a girl under twenty years old after all.
Compared with Shen Rongrong's hardships and hardships since childhood, her life has been smooth sailing, so her heart is far inferior to Shen Rongrong's.
Anyway, Zhou Yuhan is a little scared now.
I don't know how much time passed, but she fell asleep in a daze.
This sleep seemed to last forever, until I was jolted awake by a violent shaking.
Chen Zhe's Nascent Soul is like a weightless astronaut in space, drifting for who knows how long...
Suddenly a strong force sucked him back.
"Is it time to go back?"
Chen Zhe's Nascent Soul quickly fell from the sky, and below was Zhang Shaoyang's figure. He was trapped by Master Hu's formation for so long and spent a lot of real energy. He was also extremely tired.
Chen Zhe had a thought in his mind, and when he fell from the sky, he directly slapped it down with his palm.
Zhang Shaoyang suddenly felt a strong pressure coming down from below and raised his hand to block it.
boom.
Chen Zhe slapped the ground around Zhang Shaoyang's body into a piece.
"You...haven't you been trapped by me?" Zhang Shaoyang was shocked. He really didn't know why Chen Zhe could escape from Jiangshanbi's scroll.
You must know that Jiangshan Bi is a very famous magic weapon in the spiritual world. Even a great practitioner like Geng Yi cannot escape, let alone Chen Zhe.
Otherwise he would not have stolen the painting from the Methodist Church.
Chen Zhe's Yuanying became the same size as a real person, just like an incarnation outside the body. This is the beauty of the Yuanying realm.
"It turns out you want to avenge Zhang Ze," Chen Zhe sneered and took action. Zhang Shaoyang spent a lot of real energy and was suppressed by Chen Zhe for a moment.
Zhou Yuhan's face in the painting was pale, and she felt the world shaking, and her thin body being tossed around in it. At this moment, she suddenly remembered Chen Zhe's words: "Don't bother me until the sky collapses and the earth collapses."
The headless corpse also rolled a few times inside. Zhou Yuhan didn't notice that the head of the corpse rolled on the ground, and the eyes on it blinked a few times.
The corpse suddenly jumped up and came to Chen Zhe's side. A hand actually reached out from Chen Zhe's body.
Zhou Yuhan was shocked: "You...what are you going to do?"
The headless male corpse didn't pay attention to him. When he retracted his hand, he had already taken Emperor's Hate out of Chen Zhe's body.
Emperor Hen returned to the hands of this male corpse, with great brilliance, and looked completely different from when Chen Zhe held it.
This is the original owner of the Emperor's Hate Sword.
The sword slashed over and struck the pillar next to him with a sharp sword energy.
With a loud bang, Zhou Yuhan lost his balance and fell to the ground again.
She looked at Chen Zhe's body again and found that it was still intact.
He has seen so many strange things in the past few days that Zhou Yuhan has no time to think about it...
The cultivation level of this headless corpse was far superior to that of Chen Zhe. This sword was incomparable with Chen Zhe's slash at that time. Although it failed to split the space, Zhang Shaoyang outside felt the overflowing sword energy: "He... This is the sword energy of Emperor Hen, why did this sword return to his hand?"
If Geng Yi is still in the Methodist circle, he will not be able to escape no matter what.
But Zhang Shaoyang took the scroll down from the Methodist Church, and Chen Zhe was trapped inside with the Emperor's Hate Sword, which was equivalent to sending Emperor's Hate into Geng Yi's hands.
Taking advantage of Zhang Shaoyang's distraction, Chen Zhe stepped forward and struck with another palm. After being blocked, he did not stop, but turned around and passed by Zhang Shaoyang, already taking the scroll in his hand.
This painting was very old and had a unique aura lingering on it. Chen Zhe could tell there was something strange just by looking at it, so he snatched the painting away first.
When the painting was unfolded, nine horizontal strokes and nine vertical strokes painted the shape of a prison, with a headless corpse trapped in the middle.
Next to him was a man leaning on the ground, and a girl with a frightened expression.
Sure enough, it was this painting that trapped me.
Zhang Shaoyang was shocked: "Don't touch that painting,"
Looking at his expression, Chen Zhe knew that his guess was correct, because it was himself and Zhou Yuhan who were painted in the painting.
He grabbed both sides of the painting with both hands and pulled hard.
A chirping sound.
A piece of drawing paper was torn in half by him.
The painting made by Jiangshan Brush can be regarded as a limited special magic weapon, but it is still a painting. It cannot be escaped in any case. When it is outside, the painting is much more fragile, so Chen Zhe didn't bother at all. , and it will break into two halves with just a tear.
Zhou Yuhan's headless corpse, and Chen Zhe's body fell out.
Zhang Shaoyang suddenly felt that the sky was falling and the earth was falling: "You... you have caused a big disaster, you have released a disaster,"
"You asked for it," Chen Zhe said unconcernedly. Yuanying flashed back to his own body and jumped up.
When the painting was torn open, Zhou Yuhan fell to the ground and was very painful. When she looked up, she saw two Chen Zhes merged into one. She jumped up from the ground and shouted in surprise: "You are really not dead."
nonsense.
Chen Zhe rolled his eyes. What this woman said was really unlucky. She was so looking forward to her own death.
The headless corpse threw the Emperor's Hate Sword to Chen Zhe, then picked up his own head from the ground and placed it on his neck.
The wound on the body's neck gradually healed, leaving only a shallow line of blood.
Now even Chen Zhe was stunned: "Aren't you Shen Gongbao?"
I have seen it in the TV series "Feng Shen Bang", Shen Gongbao's head can be cut off and put back on, but I didn't expect that I would meet one today.
The corpse ignored Chen Zhe, turned around and walked towards Zhang Shaoyang expressionlessly.
"You...you are Geng Yi...you escaped," Zhang Shaoyang showed fear as he saw Geng Yi walking over step by step.
Geng Yi sighed softly: "You Methodists have trapped me for so many years, but you might as well teach me to escape. It's God's will... Haha,"
When Geng Yi said this, he looked up to the sky and smiled excitedly. Almost in an instant, dark clouds gathered under the sky, and a bolt of lightning fell down and struck Geng Yi's side.
Chen Zhe was shocked. He was struck by lightning as soon as he was born. What a great cultivator he was.
"Run away quickly,"
He grabbed the stunned Zhou Yuhan, turned around and ran away to prevent himself from being affected by Chi Yu.
Zhang Shaoyang no longer cares about Chen Zhe. He saw Geng Yi walking towards him step by step and gritted his teeth: "I will fight with you."
He poured all his true energy into the sword.
Two clicks.
There were several cracks on the sword.
There is only one step between Zhang Shaoyang's true essence and a true practitioner, how powerful it is.
The sword on his body was only an ordinary sword, and it could no longer withstand the stimulation of his true energy and began to shatter.
"die,"
Zhang Shaoyang's eyes widened with bloodshot eyes. With a wave of his sword, his powerful true energy transformed into a long dragon and rushed towards Geng Yi.
Chen Zhe, who was watching the excitement from a distance, exclaimed: "This shot is really fierce."
Geng Yi walked up to Zhang Shaoyang, stretched out his right hand and pressed it gently...
Poof~
As insignificant as pinching out a burning candle with one hand, Geng Yi snatched the sword from Zhang Shaoyang's hand and flicked it, causing the sword to shatter into countless pieces.
Immediately afterwards, Geng Yi grabbed Zhang Shaoyang's body, grabbed his neck and twisted it.
There was a click.
Zhang Shaoyang's neck hung softly, and even the Nascent Soul inside was pulled out and crushed to pieces.
Chen Zhe was stunned...
"It seems that what this guy said is indeed right. I have released an amazing guy," Chen Zhe whispered to himself.
Geng Yi looked back at Chen Zhe.
Chen Zhe's smile was uglier than his tears. This guy squeezed that Methodist guy to death like an ant. Is he enough to squeeze him?
But even if there is a huge disparity in strength, we can only give him a try.
It's a pity that Chen Zhe secretly transported his true energy here, gritted his teeth, thought of the country, nation and people, and was determined to die just waiting for a thunder blow to fight to the death with the opponent, just hoping to die heroically and happily.
But the other party just glanced at Chen Zhe, then turned and left...
"Damn, this guy didn't even want to do anything to me," Chen Zhe sighed.
Geng Yi.
Geng Yi.
This name sounds strangely familiar, seemingly...
Chen Zhe's movements suddenly froze: "This guy seems to be the previous owner of Emperor Hen, and he was the one who placed Emperor Hen at Qinglong Temple,"