The God and Buddha are actually me

Facing the Painted Skin Master at this moment, everyone's heart sank.

Can't even the old Dragon King stop him?

The eighth level of corpse immortal, even if only a skin is left, is so terrifying and almost invincible.

"Fight!"

Yue Ling held the broken knife in her hand, her black hair dancing wildly, her eyes determined, without a trace of fear.

Since she joined the Imperial Observatory at the age of fourteen, she has been ready to die in battle.

Just like for the general, dying on the battlefield is fate.

The only regret may be that she failed to fulfill her promise with Zhang Jiuyang. The two had agreed to destroy Huangquan together and eliminate all evil spirits.

Then drink some wine, bask in the sun, and read the novel he wrote. If there is anything she is not satisfied with, she must draw her sword and force him to change it...

Unfortunately, that kind of life will never come.

The dragon girl also showed a resolute look. Although she is not as strong-willed as Yue Ling, she would rather break than bend, but she also has her own pride and will never abandon her companions and run away alone.

Moreover, in front of the current Painted Skin Master, it is just a fantasy to want to escape.

I believe Zhang Jiuyang will help her take good care of Ao Ya.

Zhuge Yunhu's eyes flashed with a trace of determination. He seemed to have made up his mind and was ready to use a trump card.

That was a treasure that belonged to the Zhuge family and was passed down from generation to generation, the brocade bag left by Zhuge Qixing.

The brocade bag contained a spell left by Zhuge Qixing in the past, but he didn't know what the spell was.

But the family tree records that once the brocade bag is opened, it will definitely allow future generations to survive a life-and-death crisis.

As his mind moved, the Painted Skin Master immediately had a premonition of danger.

In the eighth realm, the soul is combined with the heaven and earth, and has the ability of ghosts and gods. Even if someone calls his real name thousands of miles away, he can feel it. His supernatural powers are so great that he is like a land immortal.

The Painted Skin Master looked at Zhuge Yunhu. He is worthy of being the contemporary supervisor, and he actually has some means hidden.

But...

He sneered, not afraid at all. At this moment, he dared to fight even if Zhuge Qixing was resurrected, let alone a mere sick cat?

Everyone, must die!

However, just as he was about to start a massacre, his heart suddenly trembled, and his pupils looked in a certain direction in the distance in astonishment, even revealing a trace of panic.

Sister...dead?

He was in a mess, and an indescribable impatience filled his heart, making him very uneasy, as if something most important was leaving him.

After reincarnation, although he had a deep Taoist practice, he still had a period of mystery in the womb. During that time, he fell in love with a woman for the first time.

It was the sister who always took care of him secretly, shared half of the food with him, and would hug him to sleep.

She was not very beautiful, but he, who had never experienced human love, placed an inexplicable emotion on her.

Therefore, when he heard that his sister was getting married, he was furious and skinned the whole family. The man who touched his sister was skinned and tortured by him personally.

In order to keep his sister by his side forever, he first forced her to have a child, then cut off her limbs and planted a secret technique in her heart. Whenever she tried to commit suicide, he would always feel it at the same time and save her.

In fact, he had many ways to forcibly distort his sister's mind and make her fall in love with him completely, just like the embroiderer.

But for some reason, he was always unwilling to do so.

He looked at Yue Ling and others with hatred. Although he knew that after missing this opportunity, he would have to wait for a long time to take revenge, and using the fairy skin was not without cost.

But feeling his sister's increasingly weak heartbeat, he finally made a decision.

Save his sister first!

Whoosh!

The Painted Skin Master performed the escape technique and flew in a certain direction, without looking at the people behind him again.

Yue Ling and Long Nu looked at each other and could see the confusion in each other's eyes.

Just...left?

Zhuge Yunhu breathed a sigh of relief, took back the brocade bag in his sleeve, and said while coughing up blood: "I saw his expression suddenly changed just now, I guess something happened."

Yue Ling seemed to think of something, his face changed, and said: "Could it be that Zhang Jiuyang made a commotion?"

Zhuge Yunhu frowned and said: "It seems that this is the only explanation."

Zhang Jiuyang slaughtered the painted skins in Yangzhou. Did this alarm the painted skin owner and force him to rush back?

It's just some painted skins. Are they so important to the painted skin owner?

"Zhang Jiuyang will be in danger!"

Long Nu's glass-colored pupils became solemn, and she turned into a white dragon and flew towards the direction of Yangzhou City.

"Supervisor, fly faster!"

On the cloud, Yue Ling kept urging.

"It's the fastest, I'm still injured..."

Zhuge Yunhu smiled bitterly, but sighed in his heart.

Zhang Jiuyang, the young man, was very smart. No matter what method he used to lead the Painted Skin Master away, it was equivalent to indirectly saving their lives.

I just hope he can be safe.

…

In the Painted Skin Master's lair.

Zhang Jiuyang broke the jar and carried the woman with her limbs cut off to the bed. Blood flowed out slowly, dyeing the ground red.

There was a dragon horn stuck in her heart, which was the broken horn of Brown Three. It pierced deeply into her heart. The evil dragon energy contained in it quickly destroyed the secret technique planted by the Painted Skin Master.

"Thank... Thank you..."

Feeling the rapid passing of life, the woman's eyes showed a trace of relief, and even a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

She has been imprisoned here for these years, and even death is a luxury.

After knowing that her son was dead, she no longer had any desire to live, let alone face her brother again.

Her originally gray hair quickly turned gray, and her skin wrinkled at a speed visible to the naked eye.

From a woman who looked only in her thirties or forties, she turned into someone in her seventies or eighties.

The beauty is old at the snap of a finger.

The magic of longevity and eternal beauty that the Painted Skin Master had blessed her with were also destroyed by the dragon horn.

At the last moment when she was about to die, Zhang Jiuyang seemed to have thought of something and whispered something in her ear.

"Your son Shen Tuxiong is a brave warrior. He has protected many people and killed many evil spirits. He is respected and loved by many people."

"No one thinks of him as a monster anymore."

Zhang Jiuyang saw that the woman's eyes suddenly lit up, and a smile appeared on her face.

She had treated two 'monsters' sincerely, one was her brother and the other was her son. The brother was like a poisonous snake that ruined her life.

Fortunately, her son did not disappoint her.

Looking at her gradually cold body, Zhang Jiuyang sighed softly.

He lied, but it wasn't entirely a lie.

"I'm sorry, I have to use your body again one last time."

Zhang Jiuyang pulled out the dragon horn and blood splattered.

Avoiding the blood, he turned the body and deliberately sprayed it all over the house.

After thinking that the painting-skin owner's previous life was that of the Corpse Execution Immortal, and that the immortal's grave contained human skin left over from his previous life, Zhang Jiuyang realized that something was wrong.

If the owner of the painted skin recovers his previous cultivation after obtaining the immortal skin, then Yue Ling and the others will be in danger.

Zhang Jiuyang made a decisive decision and killed the painting owner's sister, which might lead him back to his lair.

Then before the Painted Skin Master returns to his old nest, he must cherish every moment and make arrangements.

A plan emerged in his mind, so he specially used Brown San's dragon horn to kill the painting owner's sister.

"Master, what should we do next?"

The embroiderer said with great concern.

"Drive the tiger away and devour the wolf."

Zhang Jiuyang's eyes were firm and his voice was cold, and he said: "Xiu Niang, this place is very close to Dongyang Lake. You immediately disguise yourself and rush to Zong San's place, deliberately letting out the news, revealing the location of the lair and the method of breaking the formation. Be careful, you must He said, Painted Skin Master got the dragon ball and put it in his lair!"

"My slave understands that this woman is dead, and the painting master should be on his way back. Master, please leave quickly!"

At this moment, Xiu Niang was really loyal to Zhang Jiuyang and was very worried about his safety.

"No, I'm still the one you arrested. I believe he won't notice an ordinary prisoner."

Zhang Jiuyang was ready to play tricks under the lamp, and the reason why he took the risk to stay was because he wanted to see for himself the real situation of the owner of the painted skin.

He didn't believe that in the face of the encirclement and strangulation of so many masters from the Qintian Prison, the Painted Skin Master could not pay any price?

Of course, he would not be stupid enough to test it himself, so he arranged a good show of driving away the tiger and devouring the wolf.

Let's take advantage of Zong San's life and try to understand the current status and methods of Hua Pi Master, and then make plans.

With Xiu Niang, a traitor who is highly regarded by the painting master, working together inside and outside, he is confident that he can protect himself and can leave this devil's nest at any time.

"Master, I have to forgive you for staying here for a while. I will go find Zong San right now!"

Xiu Niang first took Zhang Jiuyang to hide temporarily in the secret room of her room, and then used her escape skills to leave.

Zhang Jiuyang sat in the secret room, silently hoping that Zong San would be the first to arrive, otherwise this good show would not be possible.

Fortunately, luck was finally on his side this time.

The embroiderer was very efficient in her work. Not long after, she heard a dragon roar filled with evil spirits outside.

A huge red dragon broke in. Its body was covered in scales like cold blades, with dense moss and water plants growing in the gaps. It had a single horn on its head, and there was a terrifying evil aura hidden in its red beast eyes.

"Painted Skin Master!!"

"I finally found your lair!"

"Give me back the dragon ball!!!"

Boom!

Zhang Jiuyang was sitting in the secret room, feeling that his surroundings were shaking, and the ground beneath his feet was shaking. There were shouts of killing outside, but they were all drowned out by the dragon's roar.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Sure enough, after they failed to join forces to deal with Ao Li last time, there was a gap between the two. Especially Zong San, who always believed that the painting master had snatched the dragon ball, but was unwilling to share it with it.

A person like Zong San is evil and has a strong desire for revenge. In addition, the dragon ball is the key to whether he can completely transform into a real dragon, so once he receives the news, he will inevitably be unable to hold back.

"Painted Skin Master, come out!!"

The domineering dragon roar continued to sound, and all the skinners who were left behind were dispatched, as were the rest of the Painted Skin Master's men. They attacked Zong San without fear of death, but suffered heavy injuries.

The embroiderer didn't work hard, and even deliberately led Zong San to crash into the house where the painting master's sister was imprisoned, causing it to collapse and break.

In this way, all traces can be destroyed, so as not to leave any clues.

I don’t know how much time passed, but just when Zong San was making the place turn upside down, a voice sounded faintly.

"Zong San, are you looking for death?"

The Painted Skin Master is back!

"Old monster, give me back—"

Brown San's voice stopped suddenly, and his two huge red lantern-like eyes showed an incredible look.

This kind of aura... is definitely not the sixth realm!

The current Painted Skin Master was so powerful that it even made it a little breathless.

A fear of death surged in his heart, and Zong San swallowed back the words he had not finished.

The Painted Skin Master looked at his sister's room and saw only a ruin.

There was a murderous intent in his eyes, and the fairy light flowed on his human skin. The mysterious scriptures on it became darker and darker, which seemed extremely terrifying and weird.

He will die, definitely die!

Zong San was extremely horrified, and at the same time he was more certain that the Painted Skin Master had taken the Dragon Ball, otherwise how could he be so powerful?

It turned around and wanted to leave, but its huge body suddenly stopped.

A hand with fairy light grabbed its dragon tail, and the vast mana like the ocean made its scales stand up subconsciously.

"Painted Skin Master, since you have refined the Dragon Ball, I will not entangle with you!"

It wanted to settle the matter peacefully, and thought it was a dumb loss.

The Painted Skin Master's voice was extremely cold, with an unforgettable killing intent.

"Zong San, I want you to be buried with me!"

The fairy light bloomed, and the terrifying aura enveloped the entire nest. Zong San screamed, and the tail was in great pain, but at the same time, he was also aroused.

"Painted Skin Master, even if I die, I will bite off a piece of your flesh!!"

It roared, opened its bloody mouth and bit towards the Painted Skin Master, also without mercy.

Finally, the two evil spirits who had once fought together turned against each other and started a life-and-death battle.

And Zhang Jiuyang quietly watched this scene, his eyes deep and calm.

He had already made a judgment in his heart.

The Painted Skin Master really got the fairy skin, and there was no doubt that Zong San would die here, but the interesting thing was that the state of the Painted Skin Master...

seemed a little bit wrong.