After Disappearing For 20 Years, I Return As The Most Powerful Heavenly Master

After a brief surprise.

The old man with a hairpin was not afraid because Zhang Ze was stronger than him, nor was he jealous. He was more excited:

"You are younger than me, but you are walking in front of me. It seems that I not only have to take him, but also his body. As long as I have his body and his talent, who else will be me in this world in the future? opponent."

While he was excited, he did not sit idle.

Raising his hand, Void grabbed a corner of the room.

moment.

The bottles and jars placed in a corner of the house were all made of wood, and many strange things flew out.

Some are like the legendary Tai Sui, and some are like the blood of ghosts and gods, crystal clear and shiny...

There are many things.

Following the guidance of the old man's majestic Taoist force, the hairpin accurately landed on the bronze mirror, forming a Taoist altar formation.

Buzz!

There are many precious resources such as Tai Sui, and each one is precious. When the supernatural experts see it, they will become jealous and greedy.

But the old man with the hairpin didn't care. He used precious materials to form a formation to help the 'Zhang Ze' in the dream be recreated.

His strength is not as good as Zhang Ze's. If he wants to recreate someone stronger than himself, it is impossible to achieve it easily in reality, but this is a dream, so he can still do it quickly.

Suddenly.

With the blessing of the formation, the stagnant reproduction speed of the 'replica' in the dream started again.

The light in the dreamland gathered rapidly.

Zhang Ze's chin was condensed, from bottom to top, his lips were also condensed, then the bridge of his nose, his eyes... According to this trend, in less than a second or two, a 'Zhang Ze' with the same strength as Zhang Ze will appear in the dream.

See this.

The old man with a wooden hairpin has an old face and a smile on his face.

But the next second.

Click——

The bronze mirror looked like a glass mirror, as if it had been punched hard and cracked with ferocious cracks.

same moment.

In a dream scene.

The condensing 'replica' condensed to the eyes, and when it was about to continue to copy, the forehead just appeared, but it suddenly stopped, and then exploded with a bang.

It was like being shot in the head.

The 'replica''s head exploded, and the light from the dream spread out, turning into specks of starlight.

Lost his head.

The 'replica' body fell to the ground.

"?!"

The old man with a wooden hairpin has an old face and a dull smile. At this moment, his face is full of emotion:

"What kind of memory does he have?"

It was difficult for him to understand that with his knowledge of dreams and the inventory resources of a land god, he still could not 'reproduce' Zhang Ze.

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In the hotel.

The head of the 'replica' exploded in the scene in the dream, and the Zombie Ancestor and the Fengmen Village zombies were stunned at this moment.

"What's going on? Your Majesty took action?" The zombie in Fengmen Village frowned.

"Your Majesty did not take action." The Nightmare Ghost King said bluntly: "I said that Your Majesty cannot be 'copied'."

Corpse Ancestor remained silent.

It was speechless, and its eyes never moved away from Zhang Ze after the 'replica' took a headshot.

It had some understanding of the ghost magic and Taoism in the mirror image in the dream. Originally, when the Nightmare Ghost King suggested that Zhang Ze could not be 'reproduced', it thought of the possibility.

If you want to avoid being 'reproduced', there are only two situations. One is to interfere directly and prevent it from being 'reproduced'.

The other is that the object being 'reproduced' is far more powerful than the caster, far beyond it, and possesses memories of experiences that the caster cannot touch in his lifetime.

This kind of inaccessibility is as difficult as reaching the sky, it is out of reach.

But.

It already knows that the person behind the Taishi Chair is a land immortal who has lived for hundreds of years and has reached the end of his lifespan. Such land immortals cannot be that weak, and they are definitely not comparable to the newly promoted land immortals.

It’s hard to imagine.

A land immortal who has lived for hundreds of years, at least more than two hundred years old, has at least two hundred years of experience, which cannot be compared with the land immortals who were born in this era.

And it’s still a world of difference.

"What has Zhang Ze experienced from birth to now?"

The same idea appeared in the mind of Corpse Ancestor and also appeared in the mind of old man Muhan.

The old man with the wooden hairpin frowned, as if he could not accept the current result. Instead of holding the Tao Jue with one hand, he began to hold the Tao Jue with both hands. All the bottles and jars in the room were automatically opened without wind.

"Let me see how much experience and strength you have."

He gave it all.

The more Zhang Ze showed his amazing side, the more determined he was to kill Zhang Ze. Not only did he have more enemies like Zhang Ze, but he also wanted to gain Zhang Ze's longevity and everything.

Because his experience means that he has experienced extraordinary things and has memories that he cannot imagine, and he must find out.

next moment.

His closed eyelids slowly raised, his old eyes burning, looking directly at the cracked bronze mirror in front of him.

Infused with massive amounts of precious heavenly materials and earthly treasures.

The cracks in the bronze mirror healed, and the dream scene continued to appear perfectly.

immediately.

When he opened his eyes, Zhang Ze's figure was reflected in his pupils.

at this moment.

The figure of Zhang Ze in his pupils became illusory, like a mist being pushed away layer by layer.

He was trying to pry into Zhang Ze's memory.

"Hey, do you want to peek into my memory?" Zhang Ze noticed it immediately and looked away from his headless corpse lying on the ground.

Just now, the 'replica' was copying him. He was unmoved and watched with interest, even eager to try.

"I have dealt with people, gods and ghosts, but I have never dealt with myself. But can you really copy me?"

With these words, the 'replica' exploded, confirming its idea.

at this time.

Zhang Zeyi should have been disappointed at the explosion of the 'replica', so he whispered with interest:

"If you want to spy, let me spy as much as you can."

He said that he did not choose to resist. He relaxed his mind and allowed the old man with a hairpin to spy on his memory. He just said leisurely:

"But can you bear this prying eyes?"

at the same time.

The old man with a wooden hairpin exclaimed softly, thinking that it might take some tricks to pry into Zhang Ze's memory. After all, with Zhang Ze's strength, it was impossible not to discover it.

However.

He was ready for a confrontation, but he found that Zhang Ze's door was wide open and he was not prepared to resist, so he just let him go straight in to pry into his memory.

"Arrogant young man." The old man with a wooden hairpin had a stern look in his eyes.

Zhang Ze's actions simply did not take him seriously. He clearly felt that he was unable to spy, or that even if he did not resist, he could still prevent his memory from being spied on.

The old man with a wooden hairpin is not angry. He can understand Zhang Ze's arrogance. He has entered the level of land immortal at a young age, and he does have the capital to be proud of.

Facing Zhang Ze’s behavior.

He knew that what he had to do was not to get angry, but to speak with facts.

Immediately.

With a pinch of the secret, he broke through the fog that covered his memory and peeked into Zhang Ze's memory.

As the mist disperses.

Zhang Ze's memory suddenly appeared in front of the old man with a wooden hairpin.

Also at this moment.

The pupils of the old man with a wooden hairpin suddenly shrank, and he casually scanned one of Zhang Ze's memories and began to peek. The memory seemed to be displayed instantly like a 3D movie, and then...

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