Chapter 318: Identity Exposed, Wang Zizai’s Horror

The next day.

Next to Zhang Jing, Wang Zizai gently pushed open the door, stuck out half of his head, and scanned around with his eyes warily.

A bright divine light burst out from his pupils, and everything around him immediately came into view in detail.

He slowly breathed a sigh of relief and thought to himself:

"Huh——, there is no one at the moment. It seems that the guys from the Shadow Pavilion haven't been able to find me yet. We have to make arrangements quickly now."

While thinking, Wang Zizai couldn't help but glance at the room next door where Zhang Jing was, with a hint of hope in his eyes.

Hope everything goes well!

His idea is actually very simple, that is, to use all possible means to divert the attention of those forces to Qingyun next door, while he will stage a plan to escape from his shell.

In other words, they are following the example of Guiying Pavilion and putting the blame for developing divine talismans on the head of Taoist Qingyun.

If the opponent is strong enough, he can naturally attract the attention of those forces.

Of course, this is actually not difficult. The simplest way is to give the opening talisman to fellow Taoist Qingyun in front of everyone.

But Wang Zizai was reluctant to open up the talisman. After all, this was his hope for further progress in the future.

Therefore, it was particularly important for him to keep the opening talisman in his hands while also allowing Qingyun to take the blame.

Normally, Wang Zizai wouldn't even dare to think about plotting against a true immortal who was at least in the feathering stage. But now he was in a desperate situation, so he had no choice but to take risks.

In addition, this is the Paradise City, and killing is prohibited. If you do it mentally or not, there is still a chance of success.

"Ten years is enough."

Wang Zizai's eyes narrowed slightly.

With this in mind, he lifted his legs and walked out.

However, before taking a few steps, Wang Zizai's body suddenly froze in place, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

There is no other reason.

Across the street and on both sides of him, the doors of dozens of rooms were pushed open.

Behind the door, without exception, stood a figure with a powerful aura. Among them are human races, as well as other races from the All Heavens and All Spirits camp.

These figures were faintly divided into five camps. They seemed to be guarding against each other, and a murderous aura quietly spread.

"What a speed."

Wang Zizai suppressed the fear in his heart and pretended to be calm.

His heart has hit rock bottom.

Too fast, these people came too fast, so fast that he was caught off guard, so fast that he was desperate.

"Wang Zizai, give the opening talisman to Guiying Pavilion, and I can make the decision to let you live."

A creature that looked like a dog-headed creature made of shadows stepped forward, changed its shape, and appeared directly in front of Wang Zizai, persuading him in a seductive tone.

However, the words have not yet fallen.

Then four more figures flashed in front of Wang Zizai.

"Wang Zizai, right? Don't listen to that black dog. As long as you hand over the opening talisman to the Three Kings Tomb, I can save your life."

"Tsk tsk, Nightmare Corpse, when you talk about saving someone's life, are you talking about the way of throwing the soul into the everlasting fairy lantern? It should be said, but this is not a lie. It is true that you can't die, but you can't live either. .”

"Leave it to our Zhenwu Hunting Group, we are all from the human race and will definitely not harm you."

"..."

But in an instant, the feathered true immortals from the five major forces including Guiying Pavilion, Three Kings Tomb, and Jiaoxianhui surrounded Wang Zizai. If it hadn't been for the prohibition of fighting in Paradise City, they would have torn each other into pieces.

The terrifying momentum collided wantonly in the narrow space, making bursts of deafening roars.

among five people.

Wang Zizai's face turned extremely pale.

Now it's obvious.

These major forces acted too quickly, causing his previously planned plan to escape the golden cicada to abort. Although it was impossible to take action in the Paradise City, the five feathered immortals standing naked beside him made Wang Zizai completely give up the idea of ​​​​escaping with the innate divine objects.

And he knew in his heart that these were just pioneers.

After a battle between heaven and man, Wang Zizai smiled miserably, stared at the five feathered immortals in front of him with his bloodshot eyes, and asked:

"There is only one opening talisman. I don't know which master I should give it to?"

The words fell.

"Of course, give it to me."

"Listen, Wang Zizai. If you dare to hand over the opening talisman to him, the Horned Immortal Society will hunt you to the ends of the earth! No one can save your life by then."

"..."

The five people refused to give an inch and uttered harsh words one after another.

There is only one meaning behind the words: if Wang Zifan does not entrust him with the creation of the talisman, he will never die. The tone of voice was decisive, leaving no room for error at all.

When these words reached Wang Zizai's ears, they were tantamount to a direct sentence of death for him.

If you don't hand it over, you'll die! Even if you hand it over, you won't be able to escape death!

He couldn't see any way out.

At a time when everyone is at war with each other.

"I have a long life, I have eternal blessings, I have thousands of Taoist companions, I..."

A series of disgusting flattery sounds suddenly sounded, destroying the atmosphere on the field in an instant.

Dozens of eyes followed the sound.

A young man in black robe suddenly came into everyone's sight.

At first glance, the face looks very ordinary, but if you look closely, you will definitely find that it becomes more and more attractive, and the facial features are filled with a harmonious beauty that is difficult to describe in words.

"This is?"

The moment he saw these people outside the door, Zhang Jing couldn't help but his eyes flashed, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

He seemed to find some familiar figures among them.

Shadow Pavilion! Are you here to find yourself?

Suddenly.

Zhang Jing caught a glimpse of Wang Zizai, who was surrounded by five figures. The other party looked over at the right time, and their eyes met instantly.

"It seems that he is here for Wang Wu."

Zhang Jing suddenly felt enlightened and continued walking forward as if he didn't see anything.

Although Guiying Pavilion has a lot of grudges with him, it does not mean that he will intervene in this matter and make things difficult for the other party.

On the one hand, I am afraid of trouble.

On the other hand, Zhang Jing is not yet sure of killing him in one fell swoop, so he naturally doesn't want to meddle in his own business.

For him, when facing the enemy, he either doesn't take action at all, but once he takes action, he must do it right, just like he faced the Shadow Pavilion in the initial fairy city in the lower reaches of the Zhou River.

Of course, Zhang Jing also learned a lot of lessons from that incident.

However, he wanted to leave, but someone didn't want him to leave.

"Brother Qingyun, this is for you!" A voice mixed with excitement rang in his ears.

Before Zhang Jing could react, he saw a figure staggering towards him.

The moment the two people intertwined, a black and yellow magic talisman quietly appeared in his hand.

The talisman seems to be made up of billions of strange Dao patterns, exuding an extremely mysterious artistic conception all the time.

Everyone's eyes suddenly fell on Zhang Jing.

Seeing this strange scene, the five feathered immortals who had been surrounding Wang Zizai were all stunned, as if they couldn't believe their eyes.

After a few breaths.

Someone woke up and immediately shouted angrily: "How dare you, Shuzi?"

However, no matter how angry they were towards Wang Zizai, these people had to focus on Zhang Jing, who was holding the opening talisman.

"Boy, either hand me the opening talisman in your hand, or I will send you to reincarnation myself."

"Why should I give you the divine talisman? Do you think that my magic weapon will be disadvantageous?"

"..."

Just as a few people were talking.

The pupils of the dog-headed immortal from Guiying Pavilion trembled, as if he recognized something. He pointed one hand straight at Zhang Jing and shouted in shock:

"This aura...is Zhang Jing! Are you actually in Paradise City?"

As soon as these words came out.

The field suddenly became quiet.

Behind Zhang Jing, Wang Zizai, who was about to take advantage of the chaos to escape into his residence, also slowed down little by little.

He turned his neck stiffly and stared at Zhang Jing with a ghostly expression on his face.

"Qingyun... Qingyun is actually the Zhang Jing who has been taking the blame for me before?" He shouted in his mind in disbelief.

The horror is beyond words.

Wang Zizai did not forget that he was just planning how to put the blame for developing the talisman on the other party's head.

etc!

He reacted suddenly.

If that's the case, then what is the act of handing the opening talisman to the opponent with his own hands...?

The endless cycle of cause and effect? !