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

Chapter 528: The old man's sneak attack, Zhang Zhiwei is as still as a mountain

"Kacha kacha kacha..."

Zhang Zhiwei stepped on the ghost general's back and gradually tightened the iron chain. The chain twisted the bones, making a creepy sound.

This soul-catching rope was originally the magic weapon of the Ghost General. The magic weapon has spirit and will not harm its owner. However, Zhang Zhiwei relied on his powerful strength to ignore the resistance of the magic weapon and forcibly turned the sword in the opponent's hand into his own sword.

The Ghost General was captured, and the Ghost Riders under his command went almost crazy.

The ghost riders and zombies that he had previously dragged into a ball by pulling the iron chains, waved their bloody palms, raised their spears high, and stabbed at Zhang Zhiwei one after another.

But Zhang Zhiwei was protected by golden light, and apart from a series of metal and stone colliding sounds, the corners of his clothes did not even tremble.

But at this moment, in the distance, a shadow hidden in the black fog revealed its figure. It was a ghost wearing a black robe, a pointed hat, and emitting black energy all over its body.

It stretched out its pale bone claws, with its five fingers slightly bent. There was a flicker of emerald green ghost fire in its claws, which quickly formed into an emerald green jade bead. The jade bead turned into a stream of light and rushed straight to the back of Zhang Zhiwei's head.

The Ghost General practices the art of witchcraft and is best at controlling ghosts. The various ghosts under his command have different abilities. For example, the ghost riders are good at charging like cavalry and attacking the body, but they do not have the ability to kill souls.

The current type of ghost is good at attacking souls. It is much more difficult to refine than the ghost cavalry and is also stronger. It is one of the ghost general's trump cards. It usually hides in the dark, waiting for an opportunity to move and kill with one blow.

At this moment, seeing that the master was captured, it instinctively attacked Zhang Zhiwei.

Although the power of its ghost fire is far less than that of the Samadhi True Fire which uses the three treasures of essence, energy and spirit as fuel, it is also ignited by Qi and spirit, and occupies two treasures. It is powerful and can destroy people's souls.

Zhang Zhiwei shook his tiger body, and golden light became brighter and spread out inch by inch, killing the ghost riders and zombies who were besieging him and "forging iron" with their spears clanging. The green ghost fire hit him.

Suddenly, the ghost fire exploded and turned into a huge tide of fire, sweeping Zhang Zhiwei into it, along with the ghost cavalrymen who had gathered around them.

These ghosts struggled and danced wildly in the green flames, and gradually turned into ashes.

Watching this scene, the ghost's eerie skeletal face in the distance was filled with black energy, and it actually curled up into a cruel, humane smile.

But in the next second, a huge golden hand broke through the flames and burst out. Its five fingers were strong and powerful, like iron clamps, and it grabbed the ghost's face and squeezed it hard.

There was a loud "bang", the black energy scattered, and the black cloak exploded. The ghost that was regarded as a trump card by the Ghost General was crushed to death by Zhang Zhiwei, and its soul flew away.

The trump card was destroyed, but the ghost general had no time to care about anything else. He was on the verge of life and death, with skin and flesh on his neck torn and bones broken.
Just when his neck was about to be completely strangled, Zhang Zhiwei relaxed his grip.

Because he found that there was something wrong with the person in front of him. Even though his neck was almost broken by him, his expression changed strangely, giving him a wooden feeling, just like a puppet.

"There is a problem." Zhang Zhiwei stopped the noose, stepped on the ghost general with one foot, and said, "You are also from Quanxing, right? Do you know the whereabouts of Wu Man? Tell me, I can consider sparing your life!"

Faced with his question, the Ghost General remained unmoved and just kept shouting "ho ho ho". However, Zhang Zhiwei discovered something strange from his reaction.

Zhang Zhiwei used his divine eyes to break through the mystery, and golden ripples appeared in his eyes. He immediately discovered that there was a palm-sized paper man stuck to the ghost general's neck.

The paper figure was covered in blood-colored runes, and simple facial features were outlined on his face. As the facial expressions changed, the ghost general's expression also changed.

"No wonder you look so blank, it turns out you're being controlled by this paper man. Is someone controlling everyone in the universe to attack me? Let me see what kind of ghost you are!"

Zhang Zhiwei stretched out his hand and used the ability of the Blue Hand. A blue light came out from his palm and connected to the Ghost General's forehead, and he was about to search his soul.

At this moment, the paper man hidden in the Ghost General's neck suddenly laughed grimly, and using all four limbs, he actually climbed from the Ghost General's neck to the Ghost General's face and ate the Ghost General's soul in one bite.

"Bastard!"

Realizing the other party's intention, Zhang Zhiwei wanted to stop him, but it was too late.

After all, the other party lives in the flesh and soul of the Ghost General. To swallow the Ghost General's soul, all he needs is a mouth.

"I want to see what you are?"

Zhang Zhiwei frowned, opened his big hands and reached out to grab the paper man, but the paper man did not retreat but advanced instead, rushing towards Zhang Zhiwei fiercely, trying to enter Zhang Zhiwei's body.

Sensing the other party's intention, Zhang Zhiwei also grinned. He was trying to stop a chariot with a mantis arm. He was overestimating his own abilities. Anyone who dared to do this to him, whether it was Xia Liuhong at the beginning or Huang Xian later, would not have a good ending. This paper man also wanted to die?
"Let me see your true face!"

He relaxed his defenses and allowed the paper man to invade.

The paper man was stuck on his hand like a sticker, and then moved up his arm.

At the same time, he was pulling Zhang Zhiwei's soul, trying to seize control of the body.

Zhang Zhiwei didn't laugh at its action, after all, it was he who put it in.

But the "national teacher" in the body laughed hysterically. What qualifications could a paper man like him have to do something that it couldn't do?

The paper figures moved around Zhang Zhiwei's body, and a hint of surprise appeared on his gloomy and sinister face.

Not only was this man's body as strong as a rock, his soul was as heavy as Mount Tai, and he was unable to shake it.

Although this paper man only possesses a small portion of his own power, it is still enough to deal with many masters. After all, many aliens are not outstanding in terms of sex.

The little bull nose in front of him, other means are strong, but how come his soul is so strong? Is his soul much stronger than those bull noses who have cultivated Yang Shen in Quanzhen Sect?

The woman in the red dress hiding behind the scenes was suddenly surprised.

But this is not surprising. Zhang Zhiwei's soul and body are integrated. If you want to shake Zhang Zhiwei's soul, you must also shake his body.

Both his body and soul are extremely powerful in the world. If the two are combined, how can ordinary possession be effective without extremely special effects?
In this situation, the paper man was in a dilemma. Suddenly, a great force hit him and he was pulled into the hall space three feet above his head by Zhang Zhiwei.

In the past, Zhang Zhiwei liked to pull the demons and monsters that invaded his body into the small world of the human body and let the "national teacher" eat them.

But this behavior is essentially no different from the monster eating Sun Wukong.

If you encounter a small character, you will naturally swallow it up and be done with it.

But if you meet a ruthless character like Monkey, it is equivalent to exposing your most vulnerable part to the other party, and a game that could have been won may be lost.

It’s just like the Black Bear Demon and the Yellow Eyebrow Monster in Journey to the West. Their abilities are as good as the monkeys, but they ate the monkeys and ended up in a miserable state.

Although Zhang Zhiwei is reckless, he is definitely not stupid. He can control a wizard who specializes in souls with a piece of paper. The person behind this is definitely not a simple person.

If I just blatantly pull the other person into my own little world, wouldn't it be dangerous if the other person has some special skills like Samadhi True Fire that target the soul?

Therefore, Zhang Zhiwei chose to pull the other party into his own hall space. Although the hall space is also dominated by the soul and spirit, it is suspended three feet above the head. This is the reason why there is a god three feet above the head.

In this space, no matter what means the other party uses, even if they tear the sky apart, it doesn’t matter. At worst, he can just open up another one.

When the paper man entered the hall space, at first, she thought it had entered the Niwan Palace between Zhang Zhiwei's eyebrows, and was suddenly surprised.

If one does not cultivate the skill of Yang Shen, there will only be a ball of soul light in the Niwan Palace of ordinary people.

But how come the Niwan Palace of this calf's nose is so huge? A large amount of seven-colored rays of light filled the air. She frowned and recognized that it was the power of faith.

Above the power of faith is a giant statue that is a hundred feet tall, with a beast's head and fangs, four heads and eight arms, each holding a weapon. He is like a god, emitting a suffocating pressure.

The paper figurine couldn't help but shudder. Her true form was originally a Kun Taoist who had been ordained with the ordination seal. Naturally, she would recognize Tian Peng Zhenjun, the leader of the Four Saints of the North Pole.

“There is a god hiding in the Niwan Palace. This kid’s guardian general is actually Tianpeng Zhenjun?! How is this possible… It stands to reason that a god of this level would not be summoned to come and become a guardian general,” the woman in the red skirt hiding behind the scene was shocked.

In her time, she had also held a Dharma position and been granted the title of guardian general, so she naturally knew the value of the Four Saints of the North Pole.

However, those were all old memories, and as she was expelled from the Dharma lineage, they all disappeared into thin air.

But perhaps because it still held a little bit of awe in its heart, the paper man did not look at him for too long and quickly shifted its gaze away from Tianpeng Zhenjun and looked forward.

But what it didn't notice was that the moment it looked away, the eight eyes of Tianpeng Zhenjun above its head all glanced down and stared at it.

But at this moment, its attention was attracted by the Seven Star Platform in the center of the hall.

The platform was huge and majestic. Standing on it was a ferocious monkey with white fur, a protruding forehead and electric eyes, looking at it with an unfriendly face.

Next to the ferocious ape was a tall young man who looked exactly like the calf-nosed man in the outside world. His eyes were emitting golden light, as dazzling as a torch in the dark night.

The moment he saw the Seven Star Platform, the paper man realized that this was not the Niwan Palace, but the hall space.

"It turned out that it was this little Niubi who created the faith and moved the guardian deity to the Niwan Palace here."

As for what the monkey on the Seven Star Platform was, it was not quite sure and had no time to think about it. It immediately rushed towards Zhang Zhiwei's soul on the Seven Star Platform.

However, before he got close, silver lightning intertwined, and the ferocious monkey suddenly appeared in front of Zhang Zhiwei with a grin, and grabbed it like a butterfly, ignoring its resistance and holding it tightly in his palm.

Then, the monkey seemed to perform a magic trick of changing its face. Its originally ferocious face suddenly turned into flattering, and it presented the paper figure to Zhang Zhiwei like presenting a treasure.

"As expected of my 'national teacher', you are always thoughtful in doing things!"

Zhang Zhiwei patted the monkey head of the "national teacher" and took the paper figure.

But as soon as he took it, the paper man suddenly swelled up, and there was a loud bang, and countless blood-red flames bloomed in front of Zhang Zhiwei.

This was an extremely strong shock to the soul. The paper figure contained part of the soul cut off by the woman in red skirt. In the current situation, she did not try to protect herself, but directly blew herself up.

The woman in the red dress wasn't sure whether she could kill the other person.

But she was very sure that she must not let the calf's nose capture that part of the soul, otherwise she might be hunted down by the Tianshi Mansion again.

At the same time, there was a heavily guarded warlord's mansion with armed guards standing at the door.

The woman in red dress who was sitting cross-legged in the room suddenly opened her eyes and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Even she felt a horrifying pain when she exploded a part of her soul.

It was as if someone had lifted up her skull and poured a basin of chili water into it. The feeling made her roll over on the bed, holding her head in pain.

"This little calf has a very strong nose. The cost of this test is a bit high. I wonder if it was blown to death."

The noise inside the house startled the people outside.

A tall young man in a tweed military uniform with his trouser lines ironed straight pushed the door open and saw the woman in the red dress in such a state, and he immediately became extremely anxious.

"I'm hungry. Call someone. Call someone quickly!"

The woman in the red dress had bloodshot eyes and was trying her best to control herself from eating the man in front of her.

The young officer hurried out to guard.

Several guards thought there was some unexpected situation and rushed over.

But as soon as he entered the door, he was enveloped by a vast red light, which instantly drained his energy and turned him into a mummy.

The woman in the red dress was replenished, and the pain subsided, but it did not fully recover. The trembling pain still came in waves.

She rubbed her eyebrows, her pretty face showing ferocity and pain.

"Not enough, not enough, I want more, more!"

The young officer struggled for a moment, but seeing the pain in the red-dressed woman's face, he gritted his teeth and said, "Wait a moment, there are still some maids, servants, concubines and so on in the mansion. I will bring them all to you!"

On the other side, inside the hall space.

The paper man's self-detonation caused quite a commotion. The ability of the woman in the red skirt was somewhat similar to an alternative version of the Six Treasury Immortal Thief. She had absorbed a large amount of human energy, so the quality of her soul was extremely high. Even if it was only a portion of it, the explosion would be quite powerful.

Zhang Zhiwei and the "national teacher" were in the center of the explosion and were the first to bear the brunt.
When the embers cleared, the "National Master" was in a rather miserable state. His hands and chest were full of holes from the explosions, with countless transparent blood holes, almost turning him into a sieve of flesh and blood.

Zhang Zhiwei was less injured. He was in a state of unity of life and sex. When his "life" suffered an unbearable attack, his "sex" would help share the burden. The same was true when his "sex" suffered an unbearable attack.

Zhang Zhiwei's body was undoubtedly strong, so even if he was hit by a hand-held bomb and faced the paper man's self-explosion head-on, his injuries were not serious. Compared with the "national master" who was blown into a sieve, his injuries were negligible.

Zhang Zhiwei was safe and sound, and his inner demon, the "national teacher", would naturally not be killed in the explosion.

But even so, it has hovered on the line between life and death.

This made the already violent "national teacher" even crazier. He drew his sword and looked around, but could not find the enemy.

(End of this chapter)