Under one person: I, Zhang Zhiwei, the arrogant Zhang

There was an unbearable stench in the air. Inside the huge factory building, there were densely packed black jars with talisman paper as red as blood stuck on the surface of the jars.

Behind those weird jars was a huge water tank, but it contained black liquid with some scattered corpses floating on it.

This is like a food trough for these Jar People. Zhang Zhiwei remembered that his master said that if you want to refine the Jar People imps, you must feed them human flesh.

The scene in front of them left everyone speechless. The ultimate evil in people's hearts was vividly displayed at this moment.

In comparison, their decisive actions against Yongxin were simply not worth mentioning.

"Hahahaha……"

However, this despairing space was not peaceful, and eerie laughter floated up one after another, echoing around.

These sounds were very low at first, but became louder and louder, until finally they were like a demonic shadow filling the ears, and the whole world was filled with weird laughter, just like Huang Zhong Da Lu.

Zhang Zhiwei ignored it, and the mere ghostly sounds were really not worth mentioning to him.

But Lu Ci, Lu Ren and others were unbearable, with veins popping up on their foreheads. They lacked adequate countermeasures for this method of affecting the soul, and could only resist with perseverance.

It is worth mentioning that Isaac was not affected. The wizard's practice relied on meditation. In the process, they were greatly disturbed. This little sound was not enough to shake his soul.

Seeing that several people were feeling uncomfortable, Isaac picked up the wand and was about to cast a spell when he saw Zhang Zhiwei's lips moving and faint syllables coming out.

"Tai Shang Tai Xing, constantly adapting to changes, exorcising evil spirits and binding evil spirits, protecting life and body, wisdom, clarity and peace of mind, three souls are eternal, and there is no loss of soul!"

Immediately, a silence swept over the surroundings.

Everyone suddenly became quiet, as if those ghostly voices had disappeared.

But in fact, the sound did not disappear, but everyone's hearts became completely quiet and were no longer affected. Those ghostly sounds became noisy noises, and no longer had the ability to confuse people's hearts.

"This..." Isaac looked at Zhang Zhiwei in surprise.

Just now, he felt that his heart was extremely empty. This state should only appear during meditation. Now he has entered this state without meditating. What will be the effect if he enters meditation in this state? ? I’m afraid it’s not the practice of getting twice the result with half the effort.

Isaac wanted to give it a try, but considering the current situation, he had to give up.

Seeing that everyone was fine, Zhang Zhiwei stopped the spell.

As soon as he stopped, Isaac retreated from the state just now. Although the protection blessed by the spell was still there, the ultimate quiet effect was gone.

This made Isaac feel a little disappointed.

This situation is actually not uncommon. Why can Wugensheng become the leader of the whole nature? In addition to his methods and his charisma, he also has the ability to calm people down. This is one of the reasons why all the fanatics are willing to follow him.

Among them, the one who pursues this feeling the most is Jinfeng, so she has been following Wugensheng unswervingly.

Zhang Zhiwei does not have the ability to make people "quiet" all the time like Wugensheng, but by casting the mind-purifying spell, he can achieve similar effects, even an enhanced version.

"A text I cannot understand," Isaac asked. "What is this spell?"

This was the first time he saw Qi practitioners casting spells in the form of magic spells, and it also allowed him to see the diversity of Qi training system methods.

Zhang Zhiwei said: "The good thing left by our ancestors is called the Purifying Mantra. The person who holds the mantra can use this mantra to calm himself or others!"

"What an amazing thing!"

Isaac praised, and he wanted to say something else. Suddenly, the sound of the Gululu jar rolling could be heard endlessly.

It was the jars lined up in the "cellar" that suddenly rolled toward them.

These jars rolled to the place directly below Zhang Zhiwei and others, shaking for a while. The pitch-black jars had pale limbs, taking the form of jar people.

With extremely malicious eyes, they jumped up from the "cellar" one by one and rushed towards Zhang Zhiwei and others.

Zhang Zhiwei waved his hand, and a golden light barrier appeared out of thin air, protecting everyone in the middle. A large number of jar people impacted on the golden light, making a dense low-pitched sound of gold and iron.

"Golden... Iron Armor Curse?" Isaac was extremely surprised, because the method displayed by Zhang Zhiwei was very similar to his Iron Armor Curse.

But this thought only flashed by, because he discovered that Zhang Zhiwei's golden light was far more flexible than the Iron Armor Curse, and could even be regarded as a continuation of itself, allowing him to control and change his form at will, which the Iron Armor Curse could not do.

An enhanced version of the Iron Armor Spell... This is Isaac's definition of the Golden Light Spell.

At this moment, countless pairs of pale white hands were printed on the golden light barrier, and a large number of jar people were lying on it, beating and hitting the golden light crazily, trying to rush in and tear everyone apart.

This horrific scene is no less than a zombie coming out of its cage.

"When you came in, did you see a hand bell or something like that?"

Zhang Zhiwei recalled that when he first encountered the Jar Man, he was controlled by someone using a bell.

Isaac thought for a while and said: "I have indeed seen it. It was hung on the waist of one of them, but I burned it with flames. Is there any problem?"

"No!" Zhang Zhiwei said.

This scene made Lu Jin swallow his saliva: "Senior Brother Zhang, can these people still be rescued?"

"We can only transcend it!" Zhang Zhiwei said.

The evil poison of these Jar People has invaded their bodies, and they have turned into the bodies of ghosts. Although their hands have the power of living dead people and flesh and bones, they cannot live dead ghosts. These children who were refined into Jar People are hopeless.

The last time he dealt with the Jar Man, he used an almost brutal method to cut open the Jar Man's body. This time, he planned to use a relatively gentle method.

With a thought, Zhang Zhiwei mobilized the liver, wood, and kidney water in his body. Black thunder spread from under his feet, like a huge wave, covering the cellar, forming a huge quagmire. Those who rushed towards the jar were all covered in mud. The Yin Lei was involved in the quagmire.

The people in the jar screamed and struggled in the Cangtan in the north, trying to climb out, but just like falling into a swamp, the more they struggled, the deeper they sank.

"With such a large scope of control, Senior Brother Zhang, your dark and thunderous methods are simply amazing!" Lu Jin couldn't help but admire.

"However, I still think the indestructible Yang Lei is more powerful. If Senior Brother Zhang uses Yang Lei, I'm afraid that these little ghosts will return to their ashes with just one encounter!" Lu Ci said.

"Cultivation of Yin Lei and Yang Lei at the same time, I'm afraid Senior Brother Zhang has a big plan!" Lu Ren said.

Isaac didn't know what Yin Lei Yang Lei was, but he just watched silently, marveling at the effect of the black substance like asphalt, from which he sensed the ability to absorb and corrode.

Generally speaking, in the wizarding world, most of the spells with these two abilities would be classified as black magic, but he felt a sense of uprightness from the black substance that looked extremely evil.

This was extremely contradictory. For a while, he couldn't quite define this ability, but thinking that the other party was from the Eastern Orthodox Church, he felt that this ability should be classified as "white magic".

After all, the teachings of Zhengyi Sect are translated as "justice". The ability of a school with "justice" as its teachings is naturally on the side of "justice".

At this time, he discovered that Zhang Zhiwei had removed the golden barrier and was walking on the black quagmire as if on flat ground, walking step by step towards the middle of the "cellar". There were black thunders surrounding his body, like a demon.

But a gentle voice came out of the devil's mouth: "The gods of the ten directions, as numerous as sand and dust, have transformed into the worlds of the ten directions, saved the heavens and people, gathered their merits, and saved the world with one voice..."

His current appearance is as inconsistent as the methods he used. He looks like a demon, but he also gives people a very "holy" feeling.

Even Lu Ci, who was shouting about beating and killing, was looking at Zhang Zhiwei seriously at this moment.

It should be noted that, whether at home or abroad, exorcists can exorcise demons in three ways: exorcism, annihilation, and deliverance. Among them, exorcism is the easiest, and annihilation is the most common. Only deliverance consumes energy and mana, and most exorcists will not be able to deliver it easily.

The clergy of the Catholic Church generally use the first two methods. Those who can be beaten are killed with a cross, and those who cannot be beaten are driven away with holy water. It is rare to save so many people in one breath, and even more. It's unimaginable.

As the scriptures were recited, those people in the jar who were struggling in Cangtan in the north, with strange and ferocious faces, gradually became peaceful.

But at the same time, the Qi in Zhang Zhiwei's body is also being consumed rapidly. This is indeed a thankless move. He has already used Northern Cangtan to control them. As long as he runs at full power, within three to five minutes, these jars will be destroyed. People will return to dust and dust in the thunder.

But Zhang Zhiwei wanted to save them before they were eliminated. Strictly speaking, this salvation did not have much significance. It was just to allow these children to free their souls from the filthy resentment at the last moment of their lives and let them Don't die in endless resentment, and give your painful life a lighter ending.

"Although Zhang looks vicious, he is really a good person!" Isaac pursed his lips and said seriously.

"Senior Brother Zhang has a Bodhisattva heart and a King Kong method!" Lu Ren also sighed.

After reading a passage of scripture, the jar people in Cangtan in the north have also returned to dust, leaving only a pile of fragmented jar fragments.

On the contrary, many children's souls emerged in the air. They were now dressed in bright clothes and their faces became plump. They no longer looked pale and ferocious. They thanked Zhang Zhiwei, smiled and waved, and slowly disappeared. .

Zhang Zhiwei watched them silently until all the shadows had dissipated, then he looked away. With a thought, the northern Cangtan under his feet also turned into a stream of fresh air, and he also fell into the "cellar".

There are also many black jars in the "cellar". Either there is no one inside, or they have died due to being unable to bear the pain during the transformation process, or they are in the process of being transformed.

Zhang Zhiwei greeted everyone and inquired one by one. After some searching, he found a dozen children who had just been put into the jar to marinate.

Although each of these children looked pale, they were not frighteningly white. They still had breath and could be saved.

Others have been transformed more than half and have lost their breath. For example, they are as white as paper. There is deep resentment in their bodies, which is eroding their souls from the outside to the inside. They look more like ghosts than humans. This kind of people no longer have the ability to breathe. Saved.

After getting rid of the unsavable ones, Zhang Zhiwei began to use his red hands to save those children who could still be saved.

While he was rescuing, others were also exploring the cellar.

This cellar is very large. In addition to the current space for storing jars, there are some other arrangements separated by walls.

Isaac came to a intact black jar and used a lighting spell to make the wand shine like a flashlight. Using the light source, he carefully observed the bloody talismans attached to the jar.

Although he does not understand the art of talismans, one method can be applied to all kinds of magic. Talismans and magic spells are similar in a sense, except that one is directly spoken, and the other is exerted in the form of paper.

"What an evil ritual, is it a black magic that turns people into ghosts?" Isaac thought to himself.

At this time, there was movement from the front.

"Senior Brother Zhang, help! There's a big deal hidden inside!"

Lu Jin suddenly jumped out and shouted:

"Next to it is an elegantly decorated compartment. The hedgehog and I were about to see what was going on, but we bumped into some ruthless characters and couldn't fight at all!"

Lu Ci also jumped out, rolled on the spot, dodged several black energy attacks in a somewhat embarrassed manner, and ran towards Zhang Zhiwei without looking back.

Immediately afterwards, five huge black jars rolled out, transformed into five jar men, and rushed towards them.

Not only are the five jars bigger than the previous ones, but their body shape is also the same. The previous jars had thin arms and legs, and looked like children.

Now these five look like adults, with limbs as thick as blocks, wearing melon skin hats on their heads, with forward-style pigtails, and their bodies are full of black energy, turning into seven venomous snakes, surrounding them.

These black Qi are familiar to everyone present. This is a sign of the Seven Evils gathering in one's body.

Seeing the two little brothers running away in confusion, Lu Ren didn't think too much. He almost subconsciously rushed forward and hit one of the jar men on the altar with his palm. However, he found that he couldn't shake it at all. These five jar men were almost invincible. Bad, even Ruyi Jin can't break through the jar.

Lu Ren's heart skipped a beat. He finally realized that each of these five men had a fighting prowess that was not inferior to that of his master. It would be difficult for him to defeat one of them alone, let alone five of them.

He hurriedly walked backwards and left, but it was already too late. His retreat had been blocked by seven black energy. He was about to be robbed. A golden light and a translucent protective shield appeared on his body at the same time.

It was Zhang Zhiwei and Isaac who took action at the same time, one used the Golden Light Curse and the other used the Iron Armor Curse.

"Boom boom boom..."

Seven rays of black energy hit the translucent Iron Armor Curse, causing ripples like waves, but they did not break, and naturally did not touch the golden light inside the Iron Armor Curse.

With a thought in Zhang Zhiwei's mind, the golden light transformed into a protective shield and turned into a rope, suddenly pulling Lu Ren back to his side.

"It will only hurt you if you rush to break up the situation no matter what!"

Zhang Zhiwei, who was treating the child, said angrily. With just one look, he knew that Lu Ci and others could not defeat these big people.

Because these Jarmen still have the same hairstyle as in the previous dynasty, which shows that they have been refined and cultivated for many years. The Jarmen are invulnerable, and they also know some basic magic, plus I don’t know how many layers of Seven Evils have been stacked up. How can a few of them cope with such a quick evil method?

Zhang Zhiwei was even a little lucky. Fortunately, these people were just acting on instinct. If someone manipulated and cooperated with each other, Lu Jinlu Ci would be killed in just one encounter.

Isaac raised his wand: "You continue to treat, I will take care of these five big guys!"

Zhang Zhiwei handed the child in his arms into Lu Ren's hands and drew the Dongfeng sword:

"Let me do it. This place is small and cannot withstand your spell bombardment. To deal with these, my sword is sharper!"

"No need!" Isaac made a fencing stance with his wand: "My wand is not bad either!"

"Then let's see who is faster!" Zhang Zhiwei strode forward.