Just as Master Lingmiao changed again, a man suddenly came and attracted the attention of everyone present.

With just one glance, Zhou Bai saw the favor of heaven from the other party. He understood that... this man is destined to be with him.

And as the man finished speaking, unfathomable soul power burst out from the man in black robe.

A massive amount of soul power washed away the space within a radius of kilometers, as if turning the space within a radius of kilometers into a huge crystal box.

The sand and dust that were frozen in the air, the molten soil that stopped flowing, and the numerous monks who remained motionless like puppets.

Within a radius of 1,000 meters, every inch of matter was firmly frozen in it by the sea-like soul power, as if time had been paused.

Everyone present suddenly felt like a bug frozen in amber. Under the pressure of this soul power, they almost couldn't even blink their eyelids.

The soul power around him was so hard that it seemed like layers of layers, endless steel plates, and it was constantly squeezed.

Zhou Bai tried to move the flying sword a little, and at a distance of less than a millimeter, he felt the pressure around him increase wildly, as if he had fallen from 500 meters of water to the bottom of the sea 50,000 meters.

Zhou Bai felt that the Gengjin Flying Sword seemed to be overwhelmed with a crisp sound.

Feeling this change, Zhou Bai immediately stopped moving, looked at the man in black robe, and thought to himself: "Who is this guy? His cultivation looks very high, and the key is that he still favors God's will, it looks really delicious."

Although the blue luck on the man in black robe in front of him was not as strong as Zhou Bai's eyes, it was far less than that of the Xuannv I had seen before.

But his careful sensing was enough for him to upgrade his star point.

However, although he was eager to harvest the blue luck on the other party immediately, he did not take action immediately.

On the one hand, we are too far away from the other party now, and the natural disaster area cannot spread so far.

On the other hand, the man in black robe showed extremely strong strength, and Zhou Bai did not want to fight with the other party.

The man in black robe first looked at Master Lingmiao. He walked to the other party's side, as if he was looking at a work of art, and admired him around the other party's body, and occasionally exclaimed praise from his mouth.

A trace of fear appeared in Master Lingmiao's eyes, which came from instinct and from the horror that had long been remembered in her consciousness.

The next moment, the man in black robe pinched his hand and his inspiration shook slightly, and then he saw the look of despair in the eyes of Master Lingmiao, who was frozen by the soul power.

On the surface of her body, the red crystal-like biological tissues, suddenly there were dense black runes.

These black runes seemed to spread out from the depths of her body, and were like black chains. They contracted slightly, and forced the body of Master Lingmiao.

In everyone's surprise eyes, I saw that Master Lingmiao was compressed like plasticine, and it was severely deformed after rubbing.

Accompanied by screams, Master Lingmiao's body was squeezed into the knife on his stomach.

He chuckled and picked up the knife in front of him. The man in black robe showed a satisfied smile, and then casually put it in his arms.

Zhou Bai knew this scene in his heart that the man in black robe in front of him was probably an immortal god.

And there is a great possibility that it is the righteous god of the Plague Tribe.

Because it was the Plague Ministry who led the tragedy on Master Lingmiao, created those distortion phenomena, and sent wolf heads, Gu Lan and others to die.

If anyone can seal Master Lingmiao with Taoist techniques prepared in advance, then the possibility of the righteous god of the Plague Tribe is obviously the highest.

"Is this the true god of the Plague Tribe? It makes sense that the heavenly will favor."

"But in this way, there is no chance of winning against the frontal confrontation."

Zhou Bai remembered the Demon Rebellion in Donghua City. With Li Xiuzhu's strength and more than twelve hexagrams, he was defeated by the True Lord of the Greedy Wolf in the Doumu. The power of the immortal god can be seen.

"I can only try my wits and use my intelligence to suppress the other party. If I can't suppress it, I will go back in time and slip away."

At the same time, Wang Shouxuan and Xiao Hun looked at the man in black and changed slightly, especially the other party casually blocked the space within a radius of 1,000 meters, and easily sealed the distorted body.

This made them vaguely guess about the other party's identity, and their eyes were full of surprise.

However, at this moment, Wang Shouxuan and Xiao Hun were blocked by the soul power, and he could not say a word.

The man in black robe had no interest in them at all, and just looked at Zhou Bai and asked, "Boy, you are very interesting. Tell me about your situation yourself. If it is interesting enough, you should not die."

Zhou Bai said: "I am just a spirit of a Nine-level flying sword..."

The man in black robe stopped Zhou Bai's voice and said, "Forget it, I don't have time to waste with you."

While speaking, several remaining subordinates of Xiao Hun, as well as Langtou and others who were imprisoned by Xu Dela in the distance were sent here under the gust of wind.

After the strong wind came to them, it turned into a dark green bead in a blink of an eye, pouring into the black-robed man's eyebrows and disappeared without a trace.

Zhou Bai thought to himself: "Is some kind of magic weapon? He actually found the wolf head and the others. What exactly does this guy want to do?"

After Langtou and others appeared at the scene, they were immediately startled and didn't understand what was going on. Their body was completely locked by the omnipresent soul power in the air, making it difficult to move.

The man in black robe continued, "You are completely a means of leaving the body and placing the flying sword. I don't mention watching this technique, it is used more than you eat. If you can hide it from others, it is impossible for you to hide it from me."

Zhou Bai was slightly shocked and immediately reacted: "The God of Heaven has a long lifespan, and I have never heard of who died of old age. They didn't know how long they lived before the distortion of the heavenly way. For them, the soul of the soul has probably become an instinctive thing. I want to deceive them at this point... it's too naive."

The man in black robe with a mask continued, "So there are only two possibilities left in your case. The first is that your soul becomes distorted after leaving your body, but you retain the rationality that is close to humans and have the habit of continuing to communicate in a human way.

The second type is that you have mastered the ability to leave the body and not be distorted."

As he said that, the man in black robe glanced at the sword's black evil that blocked the twisted words: "The black mud on this sword looks very familiar. It seems that he has heard it somewhere recently..."

Zhou Bai's eyes narrowed slightly when he heard this: "This guy... looks not easy to cheat. If he can no longer keep the pace and keep aiming at my flaws, no matter how I explain it, there will only be more and more loopholes."

Thinking of this, Zhou Bai said in an old tone: "Are you the God of the Plague? Are you still using human monks to create distorted weapons? You really can't change the dogs."

Zhou Bai's words indeed attracted the other party's attention: "Oh? Where did you hear this?"

Zhou Bai: "What the Demon King 'Ji' told me is that he hopes that our distorted body will join the Demon. After all, the Heavenly Court is our common enemy."

Zhou Bai said in his heart, "Actually, it was what the Demon King Ai said to me, so I naturally did not have any distortions... So, will you believe the information in it?"
Chapter completed!