The scholar ghost originally didn't want to speak.

But seeing Zu Zhengyang claiming to be Qiao Yu there, he really couldn't help it.

As a ghost who watched Qiao Yu grow up, the scholar ghost found it hard to imagine what kind of mental state a person would be in to think of impersonating Qiao Yu.

Let's put it this way, he's seen people impersonating Qin Shi Huang, Li Shimin, and Zhuge Liang.

When have you ever seen anyone impersonating Qin Hui or Wei Zhongxian?

Most people have a reputation, good and bad, but this kid Qiao Yu doesn't have a good reputation at all.

How could this guy in front of him be so desperate as to impersonate Qiao Yu?

And when Zu Zhengyang heard the mechanical queen's exquisite and beautiful face utter a man's voice, he was also stunned.

What the hell?

The Black Queen is actually the Black Emperor?

The next second, Zu Zhengyang's gloomy face became slightly distorted.

He had already realized that he had been played!

"You're not the Black Queen, who exactly are you? And what do you mean I'm impersonating Qiao Yu! I am the real Qiao Yu!"

Anger drove Zu Zhengyang's anger to rise, and his Innate Sun Radiance Body (Xiantian Yangyao Ti) was also activated, and dazzling and intense light enveloped Zu Zhengyang's whole body.

At this time, Zu Zhengyang looked like a true celestial being, holy and dazzling.

"Uh... well, I said I'm innocent, do you believe me?" The scholar ghost already regretted opening his mouth.

"Innocent?"

Zu Zhengyang grabbed the mechanical queen's clone and lifted it up.

"This body is obviously from the hands of the real Black Queen, you must know where she is! Tell me!"

Zu Zhengyang's voice was threatening.

"I want to tell you too... but I really don't know," the scholar ghost said with a bitter face.

"Don't know?"

Zu Zhengyang suddenly raised his leg and kicked the scholar ghost in the chest, sending him rolling out.

Even though the mechanical queen's clone had neutralized most of the force, the scholar ghost still felt excruciating pain in his chest.

"I'll let you not know! I'll let you not know! I'll let you not know!"

Zu Zhengyang roared and kept kicking the scholar ghost.

"Stop hitting me, stop hitting me, I really don't know, please stop hitting me."

The scholar ghost screamed incessantly from the kicks, the sound was so pitiful that anyone who heard it would shed tears.

Before long, the mechanical queen's clone was kicked to pieces.

The scholar ghost attached to it also felt the same pain.

"Still not willing to talk? Then go to hell!"

Zu Zhengyang's anger surged, and he was about to stomp on the scholar ghost's head, but suddenly a sinister voice rang out behind him.

"Holy Body (Shengti) Lord, hold on."

Zu Zhengyang turned his head and found that the person who came was an old man with a hunched back.

What was frightening was that this old man was covered in various bulging pustules, and something was wriggling inside the pustules, as if there were living things!

From a distance, one could smell a foul odor, as if it was rotten pork marinated in a cesspool for ten days, which was nauseating.

"It's you, Ouyang Li? What's the matter?" Zu Zhengyang couldn't help but cover his nose and mouth.

This Ouyang Li was originally a serious poison-type mage, but his talent was limited, and after reaching the peak of the Saint realm, his strength could no longer advance even half an inch.

In order to break into the Demigod realm, he actually fed himself poison. Although he successfully advanced to the Demigod realm, he also became neither human nor ghost.

However, his strength also became extremely terrifying, his whole body was full of toxins, and ordinary Demigod realm experts simply did not dare to provoke him.

"Hehe, Holy Body (Shengti) Lord, since this guy is not willing to talk, then leave it to me! I have recently researched some good stuff for robots, I will definitely be able to make him talk."

Ouyang Li licked his lips, his big and small eyes full of ferocity.

"Alright!" Zu Zhengyang shivered for some reason: "Since you are confident, Ouyang Li, I will leave him to you. If you can make him talk, I will reward you handsomely!"

"Thank you, Holy Body (Shengti) Lord!"

Ouyang Li licked his lips, then looked at the scholar ghost.

He threw out two sharp sickles, stabbed them into the scholar ghost's body, and then dragged the scholar ghost towards the back.

"No! I really don't know, let me go, please let me go! Help!"

Looking at Ouyang Li's ghost-like appearance, the scholar ghost was so frightened that he begged for mercy.

But no one cared about him at all, and Zu Zhengyang didn't even look at him.

"Don't struggle, the more you struggle, the more excited I get!"

Looking at the scholar ghost struggling and begging for mercy, Ouyang Li's eyes became more and more excited, he liked this kind of lively experimental subject.

"You better save some energy, because you will have plenty of time to struggle later. I, Ouyang Li, will let you see the real hell!"

"No! Don't!"

The scholar ghost's miserable wailing grew farther and farther away, until it completely disappeared from Zu Zhengyang's ears.

"Damn! This damn Jin Houzi, wait until he comes back and see how I deal with him!"

Zu Zhengyang, who was sitting back on the throne, hammered the armrest of the throne in anger.

He originally thought that he would be able to capture the Black Queen, and in that case, his plan would be a great success.

As a result, he didn't catch the real Black Queen, but only caught a worthless fake, how could Zu Zhengyang accept this?

Moreover, what made Zu Zhengyang's heart even colder was the scholar ghost's question just now, why did he dare to impersonate Qiao Yu.

"Could it be that there really is a so-called Holy Body (Shengti) in this world?"

"No! Maybe it's just a coincidence that they have the same name!"

Zu Zhengyang's eyes were uncertain, as if he was afraid of something.

"Hmph! So what if it's the real Holy Body (Shengti)? As long as I am strong enough! Strong enough to defeat the real Holy Body (Shengti)! Then I, Zu Zhengyang, am the Holy Body (Shengti)!"

As he spoke, terrifying power surged from Zu Zhengyang's body, and the surging momentum was enough to make any Saint realm expert tremble.

The existence of the Innate Sun Radiance Body (Xiantian Yangyao Ti) endowed Zu Zhengyang with invincible power to dominate the same rank, and also gave him endless confidence.

"If the so-called Holy Body (Shengti) doesn't appear, then so be it, but if it does appear, then kill it!"

A strong sense of violence suddenly emerged from Zu Zhengyang on the throne.

At this time, Qiao Yu, who was rushing towards this place, also suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong, Brother Shi Yan?" Dong Feng turned his head in confusion.

"It's nothing, let's go!" Qiao Yu took a deep breath and shook his head.

"Okay! See that nine-story pagoda in front? That's the Holy Tower (Shengta) where the Holy Body (Shengti) Lord is!" Dong Feng's eyes were full of admiration.

"Okay!"

Qiao Yu nodded, but his face was faintly ugly.

Just now, the mechanical queen told him that she sensed that her clone seemed to be suffering all kinds of terrifying tortures, and the scholar ghost's emotions were also full of extreme fear.

That clone seemed to be unable to hold on for much longer, and once the clone collapsed, she would no longer be able to sense what was happening on the scholar ghost's side.

This also meant that they would completely lose contact with the scholar ghost.

This made Qiao Yu very worried.

"Scholar Ghost... you must hold on..."