Chapter 1922: The Disaster of Wuyan Daoist

As if nothing had happened, Zhang Ziling didn't seem to care about Ye Zi's life or death at all, and drank tea by himself, looking so calm.

It was Shangguan who was in a hurry, and said from the side: "My lord, Master Wuyan is notoriously cold-blooded, and the sword-wielding master died in your hands again. If Ye Zi falls into the hands of Master Wuyan, the consequences will be disastrous!"

"I know Mo Ye. Although he is the strongest disciple under Master Wuyan, he only has the strength of a holy rank, which is about the same as that of Daoist Master Sword. If the Lord wants to stop him, he will never take Ye Zi away!"

Shangguan Xun was very anxious, but he had a feeling that the emperor was not in a hurry and the eunuchs were in a hurry.

"Ye Zi is fine, it's good to let her stay in Sancunzong, it just happens to help me attract something."

Zhang Ziling stretched his waist, got up and said: "The news has been released, all forces gathered here, and now Ye Zi has also read it, I have to go to the Wild Monster Clan."

"Yinglong invited me to be a guest more than a month ago, and it's not good to procrastinate. There are still a day or two before the official opening of the Quartet Grand Meeting, so I just took advantage of this time to get things done."

"My lord? Are you going to the Wild Monster Race at this time?"

Shangguan Xun was completely stunned, because he couldn't understand why Zhang Ziling did this?

Ye Zi was captured, the big bosses from all sides were still watching, and the bait of Yecheng was still hanging around in the city, he might be caught if he was not careful, and the heads of Tianhumen and Qingyunmen, the two major sects, had arrived in Hongfeng City, Rush is possible at any time.

Hongfeng City has become a mess.

If Zhang Ziling leaves at such a time, won't Hongfeng City be completely thrown into chaos?

At that time, there will be more uncontrollable factors, and everything will become complicated.

"There is nothing to do these two days, why can't we go?" Zhang Ziling chuckled.

"But Red Maple City..." Shangguan Xun hesitated to speak.

"Let it be chaotic, the more chaotic the better." Zhang Ziling said indifferently, "If you are really afraid that you won't be able to manage it, you can simply close the house. Anyway, the Quartet Grand Meeting is about to be held, no matter how big the disturbance is, the fire will not Burn it to your city lord's mansion."

"What about Ye Cheng? He still has the brochure you gave me, if Ye Cheng was killed, wouldn't it be a pity if the treasure fell into the hands of other people?"

"It doesn't matter whose hands the booklet falls into,

And that boy Yecheng is not as simple as you think, maybe he is safer than you. "

"That's it, I'll go first."

Zhang Ziling waved his hand, did not give Shangguan Xun a chance to speak, and left through the air, leaving Shangguan Xun standing there blankly.

What the hell is this...?

...

In Hongfeng City, the three-inch sect divides the rudder.

Daoist Wuyan sat in the lobby and closed his eyes to rest, waiting for the news of Mo Ye's return.

Mo Ye is his most proud disciple, and he has never let him down in his work.

Let him bring Ye Zi back, and he will definitely be able to bring it back.

The lobby was extremely quiet, the fragments of wooden chairs shattered by Daoist Wuyan before were still scattered on the ground, and no one cleaned them.

The atmosphere in the lobby was inexplicably weird.

Daoist Wuyan breathed steadily, and his spiritual power slowly flowed along the meridians of his body, accumulating and nourishing his body.

In the air, there was a faintly invisible wisp of devilish energy, which was slowly drifting towards the real person Wuyan, and attached to the real person Wuyan.

In this regard, Master Wuyan didn't feel the slightest bit, and he didn't even notice that the black magic energy had penetrated from his skin!

After an unknown amount of time, Mo Ye returned to the lobby with Ye Zi at the same time.

"Master, I'm back."

Mo Ye respectfully put the sleeping Ye Zi on the ground, and replied: "The soul of this demon goddess has been damaged, and it may not be able to wake up for a while."

Master Wuyan said indifferently: "Arrange a room for her, so that she can take care of her, and don't make any mistakes."

"Master?"

Mo Ye thought he heard it wrong, so he couldn't help being taken aback.

The one he brought back was a witch, and it would be considered kindness if she didn't kill her. Why did she even give her a room to take care of her?

"Is this seat not clear enough?"

Master Wuyan opened his eyes, and a ray of chill gushed out, making Mo Ye tremble all over.

Feeling a powerful momentum, Mo Ye didn't dare to speculate on his master's thoughts, and quickly saluted respectfully, saying: "Yes! Disciple, let's arrange it now!"

"Well, get it done as soon as possible." Master Wuyan nodded and said nothing.

At this moment, in the depths of Wuyan's eyes, there is a ray of black light surging, silently eating away at his soul.

Mo Ye was unaware of this, and retreated with Ye Zihe full of doubts.

Not long after Mo Ye left, a pained look suddenly appeared on Wuyan's face, and his expression became distorted.

Behind him, there was a trace of devilish energy gushing out, gradually condensing into a phantom, just like Zhang Ziling!

"Uh, uh... what the hell... happened?"

Master Wuyan fell from his seat and knelt on the ground, choking his neck with both hands, looking extremely painful.

Zhang Ziling Xuying looked indifferently at the real Wuyan who was kneeling on the ground, there was no emotion in his eyes. He raised his hand slightly, and patted Wuyan on the head.

"puff!"

Daoist Wuyan spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes were gradually blinded by blackness, and he began to gasp for breath.

He wanted to resist, but was horrified to find that he couldn't mobilize the spiritual power in his body at all, let alone mobilize the spiritual power in his body, he couldn't even control his body!

Soon, Master Wuyan found that he could see himself kneeling on the ground, and even see the phantom behind him!

His soul was knocked out of his body by Zhang Ziling!

"You, who are you?"

Master Wuyan looked at Zhang Ziling in horror, suddenly felt light all over his body, and quickly looked at his hands, only to realize that he had become transparent.

And his own body was still kneeling on the ground, coughing blood in pain.

"That's my body? What the hell happened here?" Daoist Wuyan couldn't understand, he didn't understand what kind of trick he had been hit, and he didn't even notice it at all!

It seemed that when Mo Ye brought Ye Zi back, everything went wrong.

He couldn't figure out why he asked Mo Ye to take good care of Ye Zi even though he wanted to find it!

Zhang Ziling looked at Master Wuyan calmly in phantom, and the demonic energy around him turned into black chains, binding the spirit of Master Wuyan.

"It's none of your business from now on, just watch from the side and enjoy the last time." Zhang Ziling Xuying said indifferently, and then he walked into the body of the real Wuyan in front of the spirit of the real Wuyan!

Immediately, Wuyan's body stopped vomiting blood, his breath became stable, and even his eyes regained their brilliance!

But only Daoist Wuyan knows that the person in his body is definitely not him!

"Are you the Devil Emperor?" Daoist Wuyan watched his body moving, and asked in surprise.

"I am you."

"Renren Wuyan" looked at Daoist Wuyan with a half-smile, then glanced around.

"To be precise... for the next period of time, I will play you."