Zhang Cheng originally wanted to talk to Uncle Zhang, but Uncle Zhang left with Angelina and the others.
"Zhang Cheng, what should we do?" Yan Wudi, Jian Mo, Zhang Cheng and others gathered together and went back, looking a little sad, "I can feel that the curse is not to scare people. As long as we reveal the secret a little bit, we will immediately
Being cursed and obliterated. Even if you do something detrimental to the world, you will be killed. This is not a force that we can resist."
"Mingye, as the master of the temple, his strength is so strong that not many old monsters in the world can match it. It is impossible for us to solve it with our help." Zhang Cheng shook his head and said.
Suddenly, a woman's voice rang out: "You're right, it's impossible for you to untie it, not even a powerful person can try to untie it. Zhang Cheng, we have something to ask you, come here."
At the same time, one hand grabbed Zhang Cheng's collar and pulled hard, and Zhang Cheng disappeared without a trace.
"It's Angelina." They knew who it was from the voice. Yan Wudi and Sword Demon looked at each other, "What does she want to do?"
"Who knows? Could it be that this woman is really interested in Zhang Cheng and wants to rape her? In that case, Zhang Cheng is really lucky." The sword demon said with a hint of admiration.
Yan Wudi rolled his eyes, when did this guy become so humorous? He could even tell such cold jokes.
Angelina certainly didn't kidnap Zhang Cheng because she wanted to be intimate. As the world's most powerful man, the president of the Thor Guild is not that kind of silly girl.
Countless people died at her hands. No, after Zhang Cheng was caught, he was thrown to the ground hard and was dizzy.
When he opened his eyes and saw his surroundings clearly, the people around him were also looking at him. This was an empty white hall.
Zhang Tianwu, the palace master, Angelina, Revates, the woman with Revates, and a few unknown people with obvious high status were all staring at him.
"What are you doing? You want to have a doomsday carnival, but you have found the wrong person. I am a good family man, and I don't do that kind of gangbang." Zhang Cheng looked at them, stood up and straightened his clothes and said.
As soon as these words came out, many people's foreheads showed faint blue veins pulsing.
Angelina's face looked a little unnatural. If Zhang Tianwu, his master, hadn't been there, everyone present would have already taught this bastard a lesson.
"Zhang Tianwu, I think your apprentice should be educated properly."
Someone coughed twice and almost gritted his teeth and said.
"What about this?"
At this time, Zhang Tianwu was also a little embarrassed, and scolded with a straight face: "You brat, please be more serious. Who is looking for you to have a doomsday carnival? Even if we want to have a doomsday carnival, we have to find a group of beautiful women. Of course, we have to find a group of beautiful women.
It would be even better if they were all college students.”
Everyone wants to beat someone up.
This bastard, indeed, he has the same kind of master as he has as a disciple.
"Well, Zhang Cheng, we are looking for you because we have something important. Hand over Armstrong's spiritual imprint. Your master said that it is in your hands. It is something from our temple. I want to give it to so many of you.
To go to the world of cultivation, you must have that spiritual brand." The palace master said.
It turned out that it was because of the spiritual brand. Zhang Cheng looked embarrassed and said: "Of course there is no problem in returning it to you. It's useless for me to hold that thing, but now I can't even give it back to you."
"Why?"
This question was asked by Zhang Tianwu. He was very puzzled.
"This is strange to say. I practiced "The Thirty-Three Heavens" that day, and somehow, another door was formed." Zhang Cheng waved his hand, and a portal appeared on his palm. It was the door of the world. "
This door has absorbed the spiritual brand. You see, the spiritual brand is on the door. If you can take it off, it will be returned to you."
Everyone was staring at the door, and there was a majestic aura coming from it. It was not very powerful, but its intrinsic power was frightening.
For example, this is a peerless ferocious beast, but now it has not even appeared as a fetus, it is just a bit of newly formed genes. But even so, it is essentially the aura of a peerless ferocious beast.
Looking at the Gate of the World, Zhang Tianwu's eyes flickered. No, Zhang Cheng is not even a monk in the Void Realm. Logically speaking, condensing the Gate of Hell is already the limit. Also, there is no such Heaven Gate in "The Thirty-Three Heavens".
"Mr. Zhang, you are practicing "The Thirty-Three Heavens". Only you understand this technique. Tell me, what is going on? We must get back the spiritual imprint."
Someone said.
"Unfortunately, the spiritual imprint is still there on the surface, but in fact it has been integrated with this portal. If you don't believe it, ask Angelina and Ming Ye." Zhang Tianwu looked at them.
Angelina nodded: "Indeed, they have become one and they are indistinguishable from each other. Even if you kill him, you can't get back the spiritual brand."
Ming Ye's face turned ugly: "That's really too bad. The spiritual imprint is gone, so how can we activate Rashomon? This time we have to send so many people, not just one or two."
Rashomon?
Zhang Cheng's heart moved. Remi told him that there is a mysterious door in the temple that can send people to the world of cultivation.
"Don't you still have a key?" Zhang Tianwu said.
"Originally there were three keys, but if there were only two, we would have to pay a huge price. If there were only two, it would be a question of whether they could be safely sent to the cultivation world, let alone come back.
." Ming Ye said.
"No problem, don't you still have me? If you have my blessing to preside over Rashomon, you can do it with just one key." Zhang Tianwu looked confident.
"you?"
The palace master hesitated.
Others want to say, Zhang Tianwu, a pretty boy like you, you look like an unreliable person at first glance. If you want us to believe you, go to hell.
"Zhang Tianwu, I admit that you are very powerful. You once became a taboo figure in the world of cultivation. You even survived a battle with a true immortal, which is enough to prove that your supreme taboo strength is not fake. If it were you at that time,
I think it shouldn’t be a problem with you blessing Rashomon, but now I have abandoned my cultivation." Angelina said tactfully.
"Then you really underestimate me. It's also a supreme taboo. Even if I have abandoned myself now and my cultivation is far from its peak, Angelina, even if your realm is higher than mine, you are still no match for me." Zhang Tianwu
Staring at Angelina, he said slowly.
Angelina didn't speak. With her fierce and ruthless methods, not speaking was an attitude in itself.
fear!
She was very afraid.
As a descendant of the Supreme Taboo, she knows better than anyone else the horror of the Supreme Taboo monks, which is something that ordinary monks can imagine.