Zhang Zichen and Ji Xiaofei, who were originally meditating, opened their eyes immediately when they felt these eighteen people. They immediately stood up and looked at the eighteen monks, focusing on their minds and vigilance.

In this place, at this moment, eighteen people suddenly appeared, which really made Zhang Zichen feel suddenly.

Precisely because they were afraid that others would discover their whereabouts, Zhang Zichen and Ji Xiaofei specifically hid their breath. Even if they absorbed spiritual energy and entered the meditation place, they would hide behind a large snow pile.

However, these dozen monks suddenly found their place, which made Zhang Zichen feel suspicious.

Who are they? Why can they easily lock their positions?

All of this is still a mystery.

In the air, the murderous aura is cool.

The eighteen monks, with serious expressions, each holding a golden stick. These sticks turned out to be all medium-grade immortal weapons. It seems that their masters have considerable financial resources.

Looking at the eighteen monks opposite him who had not spoken for a long time, Zhang Zichen stepped forward, clasped his fists and said politely: "Masters, where are you from?"

Zhang Zichen asked this, saying that he wanted to find out the origin of these monks. If they were from other places, Zhang Zichen would feel better, but if they were from Xiao Leiyin Temple, Zhang Zichen really didn't know how to describe his mood.

Xiao Leiyin Temple, Master Changkong, Master Xingkong, etc., all have extremely tall images in Zhang Zichen's mind.

Zhang Zichen would rather believe that this world would be destroyed in an instant than believe that these eighteen monks were from Xiao Leiyin Temple.

But at this time, one of the eighteen monks said aloud: "We are the eighteen bronze men of Xiao Leiyin Temple! This time we are ordered to subdue demons and kill evil spirits!"

Upon hearing this news, Zhang Zichen felt like he was hit by a thunder falling from the sky.

Boom!

This huge sky thunder stunned Zhang Zichen.

He really wanted to do whatever he wanted. Zhang Zichen was full of deep respect for Xiao Leiyin Temple. He didn't think that the people in Xiao Leiyin Temple would make him think.

These eighteen bronze men said it was nice, saying that they were ordered to subdue demons and kill evil spirits. To put it bluntly, they just covet the treasures on Zhang Zichen’s body!

Zhang Zichen gritted his teeth and showed his murderous aura. The red lines in his eyes were about to move, ready to invade Zhang Zichen's consciousness at any time.

Zhang Zichen took a deep breath and kept himself calm, then asked: "It turned out to be the eighteen monks of Xiao Leiyin Temple. I just don't know that you are ordered to subdue demons and kill evil spirits. Do you want to subdue whoever you want to subdue or kill whoever? Is the evil spirit you are talking about hiding in the Tianshan Mountains? Or is the evil spirit you mentioned in your mouth a person from the Kunlun Holy Realm?"

"Hmph! Zhang Zichen, don't talk nonsense!" The monk snorted coldly, "You have been practicing in the heaven world for many years, slaughtering thousands of creatures, carrying a strong evil spirit all over your body, and countless resentful spirits surround you, you are already helpless! The person we want to surrender is you, and the person we want to kill is also you!"

"You, you..." Zhang Zichen was so angry that he almost squirted out blood. His eyes widened and he said angrily, "Is it... who sent you here?"

The eighteen monks looked cold, and they were stunned and snorted: "Hmph! Of course, our prison is our prison!"

"Master Wuxin from the Supervisory Institute!?" Zhang Zichen was surprised.

A few months ago, Zhang Zichen lived in Xiao Leiyin Temple in Kongji City for about half a month. He learned about the general situation of Xiao Leiyin Temple from the Mu sisters.

In the Little Leiyin Temple, in addition to Master Changkong and Master Xingkong, there is also Master Wuxin, who serves as the supervisor, who has the longest cultivation and the greatest power.

The so-called supervisory office here means an official position under the presidency. If you preside over the presidency or retreat, then all the things in the Little Leiyin Temple will be managed by Master Wuxin.

In that half a month, although Zhang Zichen had never met Master Wuxin, he believed that since Master Wuxin was the supervisor of Xiao Leiyin Temple and the first person under Master Changkong and Master Xingkong, Master Wuxin must be a master of enlightenment.

But I didn't expect that I had been in Xiao Leiyin Temple for so many days and was not worried about anything, but was stared at by this Master Wuxin.

How could Zhang Zichen not be angry?

This Wuxin monk did not dare to attack him when he was in Xiao Leiyin Temple, so he actually sent someone to follow him, all the way to the uninhabited land of the Tianshan Mountains.

Killing people here is beyond the knowledge of the gods and no one can find them!

After a chill, Zhang Zichen quickly came back to his senses. He stared at the eighteen monks and sneered: "I didn't expect that you Master Wuxin is so despicable, and you eighteen bald donkeys are also brainless! Oh no, I see that the murderous aura on your 18 monks was soaring into the sky. Yesterday, I killed those snow wolf, and you were stained with a lot of blood and creatures, right?"

"Zhang Zichen, stop!" Suddenly, a monk stepped forward and said angrily, "We killed the snow wolf yesterday, and that was a forced one. If we don't kill them, they will kill us!"

"Barring!" Zhang Zichen spitted out a mouthful of saliva and sneered, "A group of shameless monks, I think your cultivation is like this. No wonder you are all in the middle stage of the True Lord. Humph! How can your cultivation improve before your inner demons get rid of?"

"Zhang Zichen, stop talking nonsense, take your life!"

After saying that, the eighteen monks immediately raised the stick in their hands, and the entire team took action immediately, wrapping Zhang Zichen and Ji Xiaofei in the center.

Zhang Zichen immediately said vigilantly: "Damn bald donkeys, I am a mid-level Zhenjun cultivation level. It's really easy to kill you. Get out of here, otherwise don't blame me for killing you today!"

The reason why Zhang Zichen chatted with these monks for so long was to inquire about the origin of these monks and the person behind them, and the other was that Zhang Zichen really didn't want to do anything here.

Once Zhang Zichen fights with eighteen monks here, their fighting sounds will definitely spread thousands of miles. At that time, if they are discovered in the Kunlun Holy Realm, they will die without a burial place.

But now, it seems that there is really nothing we can do. These eighteen monks were just stubborn and they were ordered to kill Zhang Zichen.

Huhuhuhuhu

The murderous aura turned into a series of knives, cutting the skin of twenty people present.

"Zi Chen, what should I do?"

Ji Xiaofei and Zhang Zichen stood together, looking at the eighteen monks wrapped around.

"Kill them! Although they were just on orders, if Monk Wuxin did not give them benefits, they would definitely not fight to the Tianshan Mountains to attack me!"

Zhang Zichen's murderous aura surged. The truth he always followed was that if someone did not offend me, I would not offend others. If someone offends me, I will return it ten thousand times!
Chapter completed!