Volume 1 Chapter 926 Facing

Chapter 926 Facing

Ghost Ancestor asked: "How can you transform into a god?"

Zhang Ain replied: "I didn't understand it at first, but now I understand it better. I have been pursuing the state of becoming a god for hundreds of years. All I think about is transforming into a god. I have done a lot of preparations for transforming into a god. I just don't know it. For me, In other words, transforming into a god is just a matter of taking advantage of the situation. For example, years of searching for ways to transform into a god, such as practicing the magic formula for transforming into a god, etc., are all paving the way and preparing for it. There is a saying that you should give up the things you desire most. Oh, you are a god. When I transformed into Yuanying, I figured it out, so the transformation into a god was successful."

At this point, he chuckled: "The Divine Envoy is really powerful, and the world's best physiognomist is indeed well-deserved. When I watched him fight with the Second Ghost Ancestor in the desert, he told me that the so-called transformation of gods means that he transforms himself to become a soul. , there is no foundation building, no golden elixir, and no Yuanying. You are your own god, and every part of your body is your god. I followed what he said and hid the Yuanshen among the bloodlines. Although the Yuanying is not there, The Yuanshen is more active and more powerful. It can be said that there are many little Yuanyings everywhere in my body, and the divine envoy has already predicted that I will become a spirit and guides me on the battlefield. Why did he do that? Do this?"

Ghost Ancestor lazily replied: "I don't know, but I know, he is coming to kill you soon?"

Zhang Weing replied firmly without thinking: "I can't die!" Hai Ling also said: "That's right, the eldest brother is a good person, so he can't die!" Ghost Ancestor poured cold water on him and said: "God's envoys kill people, and they don't care whether you are good or bad."

Hai Ling said angrily: "Why do you always embarrass big brother? Be careful, I will beat you!" He was angry. Zhang Ain smiled and patted him and said, "It's okay." At this time, he was able to see and speak in the void space, and he could also move freely and know the direction.

Ghost Ancestor sighed and said: "You are really awesome. I have never seen a person transform into a god to be in this state like you. It lasts for eighty-one days. It takes such a long time to consolidate the divine fetus. It will be difficult not to be great in the future."

Zhang was afraid but thought of others and sighed: "Meng Nu is unlucky. She has to fight as soon as she transforms into a god. She doesn't even have time to condense the divine fetus. She is quite unlucky."

"Don't worry about others. Think about how you can get through the divine envoy first." Guizu reminded.

Zhang was afraid that this time he became a god, he became countless times stronger, and even the tiger spirit, ice crystal tears and other things were improved. Especially the natal bone spurs were warmed and nourished by the divine fetus, and they were absolutely reborn and became extremely hard. With him It is estimated that it should not be weaker than hard iron.

But no matter how strong he became, he still had no idea whether he could withstand the powerful thunder and lightning attack of the God Envoy. Zhang is afraid of being beaten by small children and is afraid of thunder. If he doesn't want to become powerful, he still has to go through the test of angry thunder. Xiang Xiangxiang said with a smile: "We have to face it no matter what, and escaping is not an option."

Ghost Ancestor smiled and said: "I don't see that you are quite manly. Let's do this. I will go out to help you. I will probably die. Anyway, the other one has died, so I can go and accompany him."

Zhang Awei shook his head and said: "It's easy to let you out, but what if the servant of God is alarmed? No matter how careless they are, they can't not notice the changes in the Refining Temple." Ghost Ancestor sighed: "Do I really want to live like this forever? "Where?" Hai Ling interjected: "No, you can go out when I go out." The little fat man is confident that he can go out to watch and play.

Zhang Wei cooperated: "It must be possible." But after saying this, he was always not sure, thinking: "There are so many people like the Second Ghost Ancestor, and they have spent so much effort, why can't they get rid of the divine envoy? Now it's our turn I'm unlucky."

He stayed on the fifth level for more than a month, continuing to stabilize the divine fetus. When he adjusted his body to the best condition, he said to Hai Ling and Guizu: "I'm going out."

Ghost Ancestor advised: "Don't rush out. I think you should try to contact the master of the Servant of God to see if he can help."

The master of the servant of God? Who knows who their master is. Zhang Ping said: "I'll go and ask." As he spoke, he stepped in front of the black door, walked past, and came to the vast ocean. After raising his feet a few more times, he appeared in front of the two ghost-faced monsters and said softly: "Go back and talk to your master. Ask him how to avoid the pursuit of the angel? Or find a way to prevent him from killing me."

The grimacing monster smiled coldly: "Childish! What does it have to do with my master whether the divine envoy kills you or not? If the divine envoy wants to kill you, then you deserve to die. No matter how much you say, it's useless."

Zhang Ai knew that this was the case, sighed and asked: "Who is your master?" The Grimace Monster still replied coldly: "Don't ask questions about things you shouldn't know, and get out quickly." Zhang Ai was a little depressed: "What are you doing? Are you so arrogant? You don't know how to talk nicely?" I thought to myself, since you two don't talk nicely, I don't need to be polite, so I replied coldly: "Don't force me to kill, as long as I kill you, your master will know, why not? If you respond honestly, you can still survive.”

He became a god and had the confidence to deal with the servants of the gods; he transformed into a god and his method of rescuing Hai Ling also changed, and he dared to face the two god-level masters, the messenger of the gods and the master of the servants of the gods. Anyway, the divine envoy will not let go of himself after transforming into a god, so it is better to provoke another master. If he is lucky, he may survive, but it is worth a try anyway.

The servant of God didn't care what he said at all. The two guys were stubborn. After hearing Zhang Awei's words that he wanted to kill them, he immediately took action first and rushed towards Zhang Awei with a steel fork.

Zhang was so depressed that he started killing people without saying a word. Could he be more of a jerk? Because I felt unhappy and wanted to test how powerful I was, I didn't dodge. I flicked my finger, and there was only a snapping sound, and both steel forks were broken off.

The two ghost-faced monsters didn't react when their weapons were broken. They pulled out two long swords from nowhere and rushed towards Zhang Pa again.

They didn't know what was good for them and were playing crazy. Zhang Pa couldn't really kill them, after all, there was a terrifying master standing behind them. So he used the same trick again and broke two long swords. But I didn't expect that these two guys were like an armory. When the fork broke, they took out the long sword. When the long sword broke, they took out the long spear. When the long spear broke again, they took out the halberd. In just a short while, they played with all kinds of weapons.

Zhang Pa was very depressed. Are you two performing tricks with me? He didn't dare to hurt the two ghost-faced monsters easily, so he confronted them. It depends on how many weapons you have. If you take out a weapon, I will break it. For a while, the clinking sound of the weapons colliding and the splashing sound of the weapons falling into the water became one, which was quite interesting.

After a while, the two ghost-faced monsters finally realized that they were no match for Zhang Pa. They looked at each other and closed their eyes and silently recited the formula. The two men were originally tall, more than three meters long. After reciting a few spells, their bodies began to swell, and their dark skin began to glow.

Zhang Pa was originally smiling and watching, just to see how far you can toss, but suddenly felt something was wrong, and sent his soul into the ghost-faced monster to check, and angrily cursed: "Are you sick?" After saying that, he flashed and disappeared.

The two ghost-faced monsters were about to die with him, and their consciousness moved, and the enemy seemed to have run away? Looking up, Zhang Pa was indeed gone, and the two had no choice but to stop. Fortunately, Zhang Pa discovered it early. If it was a little later, he couldn't stop even if he wanted to, and the two guys would definitely die.

Zhang Pa flashed out of the Refining God Temple and stood on the platform depressed. Before coming out, he scanned the ghost-faced monsters again with his soul and knew that they were fine. He thought to himself that it was fortunate that he was not dead, otherwise it would be hard to explain.

Staying on the platform for a while, he realized the difference between his cultivation at this time and before. The last time he was in a daze on the platform, he was just thinking hard about himself. Now he puts his soul on the platform to scan four times, and easily takes the entire Refining God Valley into his mind.

Standing quietly for a moment, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. It turned out that this was the power of a cultivator who had transformed into a spirit.

From the Nascent Soul to the Transformation of the Spirit, the cultivation base was enhanced countless times, and the understanding of the whole world became clearer and more thorough. Zhang Pa also knew clearly that the fortune teller from Yan State, who was not accurate in his predictions, was staying outside the Fog Valley, waiting for him to go out. After a little thought, he came out through the ground.

He really came out through the ground. In the past, he just walked underground. After the transformation of the spirit, his mastery of the ground-walking technique was magical. The ten thousand feet thick soil in front of him was just a thin sand fog, which could be easily passed through.

There were more than a hundred cultivators scattered outside the Fog Valley, among which more than twenty people gathered in one place, quietly surrounding a person to listen to him talk. That person was the messenger of God.

Zhang Pa floated out of the ground from a distance and turned to look at this side. He knew what the fortune teller was doing, and he also knew that the fortune teller knew that he was out. Many things needed to be faced directly, so let's face them. For a cultivator who has transformed into a spirit, cultivation is like this, and he should not escape.

This is a kind of pride, so the seriously injured mountain god will die generously, and the two ghost ancestors who have been hiding for many years will find a way to kill the god's messenger, just because they are gods. Now, Zhang Pa has also become a god, knowing that the two will definitely fight, he wants to fight. His mission is to survive, and the god's mission is to kill all gods.

What's more, the god's messenger has a relationship with him, so he is embarrassed to run away.

The god's messenger seemed to be unaware that he came out, and slowly fooled a group of Jindan cultivators around him. It's really strange to say that this group of cultivators who dream of improving their cultivation actually believed his nonsense and flocked to him.

Zhang Pa stood still in front of the dense white fog, and the god's messenger was busy talking nonsense in the distance. This scene flashed for several hours, and the sky turned dark. There was no star or moon in the night sky. There was only a light breeze, bringing a refreshing feeling, or perhaps a cool feeling.

The envoy finally stopped fortune-telling. The cultivators who gathered around him gradually dispersed. The envoy rested one hand on the table and looked at Zhang Pa. Zhang Pa smiled lightly and walked over. Everyone knew each other's existence, so there was no need to play dumb.

The night was very dark, and Zhang Pa, wearing a gray robe, looked very bright. After counting more than a hundred times, Zhang Pa came to the envoy and stood still, and asked softly: "Where is the table?" The envoy laughed: "You have to do what you do. I make a living by fortune-telling. How can I not bring my eating utensils?"

"Isn't your eating utensils a fortune-telling pennant?" Zhang Pa asked. The envoy smiled and said: "All of them, all of them." After saying this, the two suddenly fell into silence. The envoy sat and didn't speak, and Zhang Pa stood and didn't speak. The envoy rested his head with one hand and looked at the white fog in the distance, and Zhang Pa looked down at the table.