As a result, at the next moment, he struck out with lightning, cast a freezing spell, stabbed his subordinate in the back, and froze him.
The skeleton seemed to have expected it and cooperated tacitly to smash the god into pieces.
Then there were a lot of spells, and my own attributes followed in the footsteps of the blonde goddess.
The three people who came in together were all dead except him.
And his result... was already more terrible than death.
Because he clearly felt that he was like a spectator in his body, at the mercy of others.
And no matter how many life-saving measures were taken, they were all in vain.
"Immortal... Immortal Lord?"
Yao Wenxuan panted, looking at him with surprise after being wrapped in human skin, and suddenly launched a backstab to kill his subordinate, the witch world god Zhuan.
The other party did not answer Yao Wenxuan, but floated to Wang Zijia's side like a puppet and stood quietly.
And the Taoist skeleton collapsed and disappeared as if it had completed its mission.
This thing is disposable!
Wang Zijia didn't feel bad either. With this extraterrestrial god, he could make a lot of money.
Yao Wenxuan looked at Shen Zhuan who was like a puppet. He was a Seventh Realm Immortal-level major cultivator, and he was still a mid-Earth Immortal-level major cultivator, close to the late-stage major cultivator!
Just turned into something like a puppet?
The queen who promised to become an immortal has many ways to escape, and it is extremely difficult to kill her. It is even difficult to die!
"Immortal Lord, have you really controlled him?" Yao Wenxuan floated to Wang Zijia and asked.
Wang Zijia replied to the question: "Don't be ink, check the formation altar first to prevent any accidents. There was a fairy coming over before, but I blocked it in time. If there is another accident and someone really gets in, we can only Run away.”
After hearing this, Yao Wenxuan did not dare to delay any longer and ran to see the hastily completed altar of the two realms.
Wang Zijia was not idle either, and quickly and vigilantly explored various void cracks around him.
Then Wang Zijia flew down to the altar to check, and Yao Wenxuan also flew into the sky to check alternately.
It wasn't until the two of them were completely sure that there was no problem that their tense minds relaxed.
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Half a day later, at the foot of Immortal Bone Mountain, in the small crystal courtyard.
The two of them looked at each other in the courtyard, with a pile of things in front of them, as well as a puppet-like witch world god Zhuan.
When Yao Wenxuan was completely sure that this god Zhuan had become Ren Zijia's puppet, he breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time felt a little scary.
Earthly immortals are like this, and there is nothing he can do about what this person is going to do to him!
No wonder Tong Laogui is so afraid of the other party, his methods are too terrifying!
Fortunately, we are all allies.
When his thoughts were racing, he found Wang Zijia looking at him with strange eyes.
"Xianzun, why are you looking at me like this?" Yao Wenxuan, who felt strange, asked.
"I thought there must be something wrong with being with you before. You think it's slander. What do you say about this today?"
Wang Zijia looked at Yao Wenxuan and said with lingering fear: "A small mistake almost led to a mixed doubles match between people from two worlds... As long as life is not tough, being with you is really dangerous."
Yao Wenxuan looked embarrassed, and then said aggrievedly: "These people are here for you, the Immortal Lord, why should I be blamed?"
Wang Zijia nodded and said seriously: "But if I don't come with you, I may not be able to find them here even if I give them a thousand years. Don't believe it, if you haven't been here for half a year, you won't find them."
Yao Wenxuan: “·······”
Yao Wenxuan wanted to say that he would not take the blame, but he really didn't have much confidence in his own luck.
"What are you going to do next?" Wang Zijia changed the subject.
"I have collected all my things, and my cultivation has been at its peak for quite some time. Everything that needs to be prepared is almost ready. Next, I should go to the Central Immortal Territory and try to become an immortal! Will the Immortal Lord go with me?" Yao Wenxuan said. road.
Wang Zijia looked like he was relieved and said: "This is a good idea. The big guys in the Central Immortal Realm gather together and can withstand your troubles."
"Otherwise, I'm always worried that if you continue to hang out in Donghuang, Donghuang will suddenly disappear one day."
"As for my colleagues... you can change your mind to someone else. I still remember the experience of the past six months. I really can't bear it!"
Yao Wenxuan: “·······”
"Immortal Lord, what you said is too exaggerated!"
However, thinking of the two lower realm experiences in Qinglian and Beast Demon Realm, Yao Wenxuan did not have the confidence to refute.
"Then let's divide the spoils quickly, and then go our separate ways as soon as possible. With you, we always have to be on tenterhooks to prevent all kinds of emergencies at any time. It's too unreliable." Wang Zijia looked like he was eager to get rid of the broom star. .
Yao Wenxuan: “·······”
After another awkward silence, he looked at the puppet-like alien god Zhuan next to Wang Zijia and said, "How to deal with this person?"
"You don't need to worry about this, I have my own arrangements." Wang Zijia replied.
Yao Wenxuan then looked at the several treasures in front of him. Except for the eyeball staff of unknown grade, the other things were just like that. None of them were fairy treasures.
Because the puppet god Zhuan Zijia hasn't raided it yet, these are just the two things belonging to God.
Yao Wenxuan looked at it, reached out and took out a small part of the spiritual objects in one of the storage spaces, and said: "I just want these, after all, the immortals are the ones who contributed."
As he spoke, he looked at the eyeball staff many times.
According to Tong Laogui's guess, that thing is suspected to be a fragment of a spiritual treasure used by a saint, or something similar.
Unfortunately, although Wang Zijia displayed it, he placed it directly next to him. The meaning was self-evident, so Yao Wenxuan did not even ask to check it.
Wang Zijia saw that the other party was acting like a rich man, so he didn't say much and said, "Okay, it's just some inconspicuous gadgets anyway."
As he spoke, Wang Zijia put away everything, including the staff.
When Yao Wenxuan heard this, the corner of his mouth twitched.
Then the two communicated for a while, and seeing Wang Zijia looking eager to see off his guests, Yao Wenxuan finally left without waiting any longer.
As soon as he proposed, a passage opened in front of him.
Yao Wenxuan looked at this scene and moved his lips.
"It's easy to leave, but I won't send you off!" What greeted him was Wang Zijia's words.
Yao Wenxuan: “·······”
"Is there anything else?" Wang Zijia asked.
Yao Wenxuan took a deep breath and said: "It's okay, I'll leave now. The Immortal Lord will come to the Central Immortal Territory in the future, so you can come find me."
"Yeah." Wang Zijia said perfunctorily.
Yao Wenxuan: “·······”
Seeing this, Yao Wenxuan stopped saying anything, bowed respectfully to Wang Zijia, and disappeared into the forbidden area.
"Huh..." It wasn't until Yao Wenxuan left and made sure that nothing unexpected happened to the Jedi that Wang Zijia breathed a long sigh of relief, "This broomstick is finally gone!"
He has been in and out of this Immortal Bone Jedi, causing trouble for only half a year, but nothing happened. The other party has only been here for a few days, and he has caused so many things. A small mistake, and almost a chaos in the three realms, its power is self-evident!
There is simply no one left!
Then Wang Zijia uneasily checked everything from beginning to end to prevent any subsequent accidents.
After making sure everything was fine, he took out the strange staff again.
But as Wang Zijia researched, he was shocked to discover.
"It's not a weapon, it's not a demon, it's not a ghost? And why does it feel like this thing is as alive as the heart?"
This thing is not so much a staff as it is a crystal mechanical eyeball inlaid on a wooden stick!
It feels exactly like the heart!
Can't detect any information at all.
Well, not exactly the same.
His heart didn't respond to him at all, but when his spiritual thoughts touched his eyeballs, two pieces of information emerged, or two options for use.
It's very simple to use this thing.
Either rip the eyeball off the staff's hand and sneak it into your own eye;
Or let the divine mind connect with it spiritually!
Because he didn't know the horror of these ghosts, and didn't even know the details, Wang Zijia didn't dare to commit suicide so directly.
With an equal balance, he is not afraid of most abnormal conditions, but this does not include invasions by alien life forms, remnant souls, etc.!
Therefore, he is more wary of the methods of Gu and Soul!
After studying Banxiang's staff, he found that apart from the usage information, it was as clueless as the heart.
Wang Zijia put it aside first and looked at the outsider true god standing quietly beside him like a puppet.
First, he raised his hand, and a ball of light appeared.
The skin demon controlled the other party and actively swallowed the demon-seeding spiritual light. With the blessing of the special control state of the human-skin body, the demon-seeking was completed in an instant.
Immediately, Wang Zijia waved and took the human skin back.
"breathe······"
After the other party regained control of his body, he gasped quickly, but did not dare to act rashly.
Name: Urmit Harry (God of Frost)
Cultivation: Middle stage of True God (Earth Immortal)
Daoxing: Fifty thousand years (45.4 billion/50 billion)
Spiritual Root: Ice Spiritual Root (Immortal Grade 300 Million/2 Billion)
Kung Fu: Frost Soul Book (Earth Immortal Level)
Status: Mad God and Sinful Death (Moderate)
Godhead (Fruit Position): Frost (Law)
Levels 1 to 6 of magic: more than 69,700 spells
Seventh-grade Taoist Code: Frost Soul-Sealing Code
Dispatchable value: 87.2 billion.
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'Tsk, tsk, you are indeed a veteran Earth Immortal Daxiu! '
'When the time span is extended, too many things accumulate! '
While Wang Zijia was checking the other party's information, the God of Frost Urmit stood there, daring not to move, for fear that Wang Zijia would misunderstand something by accident.
Only after experiencing being like a spectator and seeing the other party's absolute control over his body and how to manipulate it at will can he understand how terrifying the other party is.
He had no doubt that a single thought from the other party would make his life worse than death. After all... there were too many gods in the witch world who played with souls and corpses.
And this one was far beyond anything he had ever seen before.
Therefore, when Wang Zijia came to his senses, what he saw was Ulmit who had carefully regained control but was still standing frozen in place.
(End of chapter)
