Chapter 1942 The Person Who Brings You Despair

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

Zhang Ziling sat in the hall distractedly and bored, listening to Mo Ye's report on the situation of the Sancun Sect.

He had finished all the things he asked Mo Ye to convey to the Sancunzong, and the powerhouses of the Sancunzong also showed a strong interest in the strange treasure.

Under the gathering of the suzerain masters of the Sancun Sect, the Sancun Sect almost went out with all their strength, leaving only a small number of strong ones to look after the house.

Although it was not possible to deceive all the disciples of the Three Inch Sect, it was a good result for Zhang Ziling to deal with most of them.

And next to Zhang Ziling's distraction, the spirit of the real Wuyan witnessed everything, and he could only watch helplessly as his sect fell into Zhang Ziling's trap step by step.

Master Wuyan tried every means, trying to bypass Zhang Ziling and tell Mo Ye the truth, but Zhang Ziling's methods were far beyond the imagination of Master Wuyan, and there was no way for Master Wuyan to inform Mo Ye.

"Master, suzerain and the others will arrive outside the city tomorrow, and the time is set for the opening of the Quartet Grand Meeting."

"At that time, the eyes of all the major powers will be on Sifang Shenghui and Yinglong. When I try to snatch the rare treasure, the success rate should increase greatly."

Mo Ye had no doubt that Zhang Ziling, who was sitting in the lobby, was distracted and told all the plans made by Sancunzong one by one.

"Well, that's it, you go down first."

After listening to Mo Ye's report, Zhang Ziling waved his hands distractedly, motioning for Mo Ye to go down.

"Damn! Damn! Damn! Come back!!!"

Daoist Wuyan watched Mo Ye leave with fascination,

His expression was distorted and he kept roaring.

Unfortunately, no matter how much he roared, only Zhang Ziling who was distracted could hear it.

"Stop doing useless work. You three-inch sect has done those shitty things, and being exterminated can only be said to be a good reincarnation."

Zhang Ziling yawned distractedly, and said casually.

"You bastard, destroy my Sancunzong? Don't even think about succeeding!" Daoist Wuyan was furious, and he slapped Zhang Ziling distractedly with his palm. It flew out and rolled several times on the ground.

"Why do you think you're still alive?" Zhang Ziling looked distractedly at the desperate Wuyan, who fell on the ground, and the joke in his eyes became more and more intense.

"This emperor wants you to watch helplessly, the huge Sancunzong will be wiped out in an instant, and you will become the last soul of the Sancunzong."

Zhang Ziling smiled distractedly, and then looked at the entrance of the lobby, the smile in his eyes became more intense.

At the entrance of the lobby, another Zhang Ziling stood there, with a more concentrated and powerful aura!

When Master Wuyan saw another Zhang Ziling appearing, his pupils suddenly shrank.

"Since you're back, I'll leave this place to you." Zhang Ziling smiled distractedly, and then a wisp of black air escaped from Wuyan's body and disappeared into the air.

"You, you...is he your distraction?"

Seeing that his body had turned into an empty shell again, Master Wuyan questioned Zhang Ziling with disbelief in his eyes.

"What's the surprise?"

Zhang Ziling went straight to the empty body of Wuyan Daoist, threw it on the ground, and sat on the chair by himself.

"Before the Yaozu had an appointment, I couldn't leave for a while, so naturally I can only let distraction deal with you." Zhang Ziling picked a small bunch of grapes from the fruit plate on the side and threw it into his mouth, and said indifferently: "However, deal with it." You really don't need to be too serious about a small role like you."

Hearing what Zhang Ziling said, Master Wuyan backed away in horror, pointing at Zhang Ziling with a trembling hand, unable to say anything.

Distraction is generally much weaker than the main body. If Zhang Ziling, who easily occupied his body before, was just a distraction, how strong would the main body be?

Daoist Wuyan couldn't imagine what kind of existence could crush him as an emperor-level monk just by distracting himself!

"By the way, this time I brought a gift from the Yaozu, I think you should like it."

Zhang Ziling seemed to remember something, a black villain's soul appeared in his palm, around which were biting a few tiny ant beasts, the villain's soul's expression was extremely distorted, as if he was suffering from great pain.

Seeing the appearance of the soul in Zhang Ziling's hands, Master Wuyan exclaimed subconsciously: "My lord!"

The black soul struggling in Zhang Ziling's hands is the monster master distracted!

When Zhang Ziling let the ants and beasts gnaw on the monster master, he deliberately spared the monster master's life and refined him into the villain he is today.

Now the monster master in Zhang Ziling's hands still retains all his original consciousness, but he has lost all his strength and ability, and any monk who comes here can easily be crushed to death.

All he had left was pain.

"It seems that you really have an affair with a monster!"

Zhang Ziling put away the distraction of the monster master, and stared at the real Wuyan with a smile on his eyes.

"I should have understood a long time ago that even a small person like Bailie dared to raise a monster like a spider man, and even did such a perverted thing as collecting the blood of the great heavenly pride. How will you so-called uprights be any better?"

"No, it's impossible... How could you be the Lord's opponent? That must be fake! You are lying to me!"

Master Wuyan was obviously stimulated now, and his whole body was a little crazy, staring at Zhang Ziling with a pair of dead fish eyes, and kept talking to himself.

If what Zhang Ziling did before just made Master Wuyan feel anxious, then Daoist Wuyan can't believe the reality now that Zhang Ziling imprisoned the Lord of the Monsters and directly caused his world to collapse.

Daoist Wuyan knew very well in his heart how terrifying the monster master was.

That is the master of thousands of monsters!

The supreme taboo!

Picking out a monster at random is enough to make all parties fearful and will kill it at all costs.

It is conceivable what kind of forbidden power the Master of Monsters should be!

"From the memory of the monster prophet, I know that in the Wanlong Empire, Huan, who cooperates with the monsters in your Sancun sect, often uses the excuse of defending the righteous way to label some unlucky forces as evil ways, and then let the monsters kill those forces. Swallow it clean, and then you will get benefits from the monster..."

Zhang Ziling ate another bunch of grapes, looked at Master Wuyan and said with a smile: "And the monks have heard that you are extremely cruel and merciless... In fact, you are just covering up for the monster."

"Thanks to those guys from the Wanlong Empire who didn't find out, let you survive until now and develop into today's Sancun sect."

"If you announced your evil deeds to the public, and you don't know about other righteous forces, what kind of expression should you have?"

Zhang Ziling's eyes were full of playfulness, staring at Wuyan really hairy.

"You, who are you?"

Daoist Wuyan was completely frightened. He stared at Zhang Ziling with a face full of fear, and questioned Zhang Ziling.

"who I am?"

Zhang Ziling raised his hand slightly, and the body of the real person who fell on the ground floated in the air.

Snapped!

Zhang Ziling snapped his fingers, and Wuyan's body suddenly burst into black flames, and the entire lobby became scorching hot.

Under the light of the fire, Zhang Ziling sneered at Master Wuyan.

"Here you are, those who bring despair."