Yi Heng was glad to hear this. When he suddenly heard such a sentence, he suddenly "clicked" and said, "here we are.".

But he thought for a long time and prepared in his heart. He still thought that friar Pei would put the free Dharma star stone on him to help him escape. Therefore, he boldly said, "I'm going to see it!"

However, as soon as his voice fell, he immediately regretted. He not only regretted, but was too frightened to make a voice.

The friar surnamed Pei wiped his left hand and took out a purple gold Taoist costume out of thin air. In a twinkling, he put his right hand on his body, drew a few strokes in front of his left chest with his index finger, and the words "9527" appeared on the purple gold Taoist costume.

At this time, if Yi Heng doesn't know what he wants to do, the immortal cultivation world has been in vain for thousands of years.

But he was still shocked and asked, "what do you mean, sir?"

Friar Pei's depiction of "9527" on his chest seemed to be watching. Listening to him, he looked up and grinned at him. Bai Sensen's teeth glittered with cold light, which made people shiver.

"Shh!" Friar Pei put his right index finger on his lips and booed him. Before he had time to respond, he listened to him and said, "it's better not to talk. It's safer, little friend. Then you'll watch it carefully!"

Yi Heng didn't know that this man's plan had already exceeded his prediction, and where did he dare to stay in the cave? So he opened his mouth and wanted to shout, turned around and wanted to run away.

But friar Pei suddenly stretched out his left hand and waved it to him twice. A breath of mana came. He had no time to dodge. He could only let the mana cover his body, like sealing his whole body.

His open mouth could not make any sound. His body, which was about to be turned, could no longer move. He stood in place as if he had been fixed.

"Hey, hey, it's good. Take a serious look. When you see the power of the top-grade star stone, you still keep a non greedy attitude, then it's really worth admiring!"

The friar surnamed Pei stood up and put the Zijin Taoist clothes on his body. However, the Zijin Taoist clothes were slightly broad, and he was short and thin. He looked very ugly.

Yi Heng can't move his body, his eyes can't move, and his face still looks frightened.

Although the mouth could not speak, the thought in his heart never stopped. He said, "you can escape by dressing up as me? Can you just wear a purple gold Taoist costume?"

He didn't expect that friar Pei had to prepare purple gold Taoist clothes, but he didn't think that such a dress could deceive the three friars outside.

Friar Pei turned around in front of him and naturally found that Tao Fu was generous, but he didn't seem to give up and stood three feet away with him on his back.

If Yi Heng could speak, I'm afraid he would laugh twice at this time, and then expose the escape plan of friar Pei. Doesn't he just want to dress up as himself and escape from the sky by taking advantage of the carelessness of the three people outside? But at least act like it.

In addition to the appearance and figure of a friar, the most important thing is the unique breath of a friar. Each friar is different at all. As long as the divine consciousness is locked once, it is like remembering the appearance of a friar and remembering the unique breath of a friar.

When the hole was not sealed by the array before, although the divine sense of the three people outside was almost concentrated on friar Pei, as long as a little divine sense locked themselves, they would not be easily deceived.

He wanted to laugh, but in his eyes, he found that friar Pei began to shake as if he was ill.

First, the back trembled slightly, and then the whole body trembled together. Because his back was facing him, he couldn't see his expression clearly. I didn't know what disease he had, as if he was too painful to control his body.

Yi Heng's fear deepened in his eyes, and he had a very bad premonition in his heart.

The friar surnamed Pei trembled and made a vague voice: "dada, dada, all changes..."

It seemed that the shaking of his body caused the shaking of his muscles and the bumping of his teeth. With the vague words of friar Pei, he vaguely felt that friar Pei was slowly growing tall. At the same time, his flesh and blood became more and more, and gradually filled up his broad Taoist clothes.

While his inner terror increased exponentially, friar Pei turned around slowly.

His eyes were fixed on the face of friar Pei, but his eyes were blurred. Although his body could not move, his sweat gradually seeped out. What blurred was not his eyes, but the facial features on the face of friar Pei.

Where do the distorted facial features still have the vivid three-dimensional appearance just now? Only a pair of gloomy eyes stared at his face as before, as if to copy his face.

The monk surnamed Pei's eyes gradually changed from looking up to looking down. His broad Taoist clothes are now the same as his Taoist clothes, and are slightly tightened by his muscles.

"Dada dada..."

I saw his teeth still bumping up and down, and the muscles on his face slowly twisted and gradually became plump.

Yi Heng has never heard that the body of a monk will change so much in a short time, nor has he heard of any kind of skill that can reach such a level.

The most important thing is to change the general shape of the facial features, which is different from the original face. It can be regarded as the Yirong skill, but now this incredible scene in front of us is the power of stars and stones?

Gradually, his inner fear turned into despair.

In front of him stood a monk as tall as him, dressed in purple and gold Taoist clothes, with the number of "9527" flashing on his chest.

From the gradual bulge of the forehead to the gradual thickening of the eyebrows, the gradual enlargement of the eyes, the large nose, thick lips, to the slightly pointed chin, and even the hair is slowly lengthening.

As like as two peas spread all across in confusion, the pale skin gradually became rough and dark, and even the old scars on the face of the skin were all the same.

Although the rigid muscles as like as two peas in the face of Yi Heng, though not rotated, the color of the terror is not clear, so that in a moment, Pei's monk becomes a real self.

At this time, even he could not distinguish any difference from his figure and face.

But there was still a glimmer of hope in his heart. Each friar had his own unique breath. Other friars couldn't imitate it at all. Friar Pei must have no way even if he was practicing empty period.

"The younger generation has benefited a lot from the elder's teaching. The younger generation knows he doesn't dare to participate in these precious stars and stones. He will never divulge a word in the future. The younger generation will leave now!"

Yi Heng's pupils grew bigger and bigger. He saw friar Pei with a sincere face bowing to him. His words were as if he had spoken them himself.

No matter the tone or expression, even if you stand in front of him, you can't pick out a flaw.

"Hey, hey! What do you think? If you can't find the flaw, outsiders can't find it! This is the power of the top-grade star stone. Can you remain indifferent to the star stone at this time?"

Friar Pei raised his head and put down his hands. Although he was asking him in his words, the affirmative meaning in his tone appeared undoubtedly.

Yi Heng wants to pretend to be calm, but all he can do is hide the fear in his eyes.

"Hey, you must want to say that the monk's breath can't be imitated? Ha ha, it's really good. It's better than Pei. However, this is the power of the changeable star stone, ha ha..."

The cave echoed the shrill laughter of friar Pei. In the shrill laughter, Yi Heng began to shake all over.

Friar Pei kept pinching the fingertips with his hands. With the pinching of the fingertips, a circular mark appeared on his forehead.

It's like something lurking in the skin. At this time, it moves and props up the skin on the forehead.

With the speed of the formula, the round mark began to move slowly, from the forehead to the face, from the face to the neck, and finally into the chest covered by Taoist clothes.

At this time, the breath of friar Pei changed slowly, and the unfathomable breath gradually became shallow and familiar.

In the eyes as like as two peas in panic, the more than 20 times of the time, the repair of Pei's monk has fallen to the peak of the yuan baby, and the breath has also become the same as him.

"Hundred, hundred changes, star stone..." He cried in horror.

The two Yi Heng as like as two peas in a uniform, a face, a body and a breath are standing in the cave. One is laughing up to heaven, and a body is shaking and stiff.

Yi Heng seems unable to accept this fact. He wants to close his eyes, calm down and think about how to deal with the upcoming upheaval.

He still had a chance in his heart. Friar Pei could turn him into himself. Could he still turn himself into him?

If two of them go out at the same time, although it can bring some shock and doubt to the three monks outside, it is only shock and doubt at most. In the end, they are still killed by the three with all their strength.

Before he could figure out how the three people outside would kill themselves together in their rage, he saw friar Pei extending his hands to him.

As his hands came face to face, he was terrified to the extreme, but the trembling of his body stopped gradually.

Like himself in the mirror, he stretched out his hands through the mirror and grabbed his shoulders. At this time, he didn't dare to stare at friar Pei, who was only two feet away from him, because it was like looking at another himself.

But the eyes as like as two peas were not turned, but they had to stare at the face that was exactly the same as the one on the other side.

As like as two peas, he only concentrated his eyes on Yu Guang, and looked at the big hands on his right shoulder with Yu Guang.

I felt a palpitating breath from friar Pei, and then Yu Guangzhong saw the round mark on the back of the big hand.

The round mark the size of copper coins appeared on the back of his hand and moved from the back of his hand to the palm of his hand. It seemed that it would move from the palm of friar Pei's hand into his shoulder, which made him almost faint in an instant.

Energy came from the right shoulder grasped by the big hand, just like the energy of using the inverse star stone before.

If he could shout out at this time, if his body could move at this time, I'm afraid he would have collapsed to the ground in fear.

That energy swam through his body. Wherever he passed, whether it was flesh and blood or bones, whether it was skin or hands and feet, it changed slowly.

He only felt that the flesh and blood on his body gradually contracted, and the bones were compressed by the mysterious energy. His body gradually became thinner and shorter, and even his hair became boring. Even his dark hair was mixed with more than a dozen snow-white.

The skin slowly becomes white and delicate, and the facial features are squeezed uncontrollably and gradually become another look.