Hearing Zhou Bai's words, Yan Zhenjun, who had been suffering from mental retardation, floated over and asked curiously, "What … what do you want to show me?"
"Why … why can't I speak properly?"
Zhou Bai quickly said, "Don't worry about these small things. I'll show you a big treasure. Come closer."
As Yan Zhenjun gradually approached Zhou Bai and stepped into the range of the disaster field, Zhou Bai shouted, "Be careful, the Gui Hai Black Spirit that I summoned from the void is coming out."
Yan Zhenjun looked at the black mud that appeared under his feet in surprise. As if the earth was spitting shit, large patches of extremely evil black mud kept spewing out, and in the blink of an eye, it spread into the shape of a small lake.
Zhou Bai thought, 'This old guy has become so stupid, but he's still so hostile to me. He really doesn't have any good intentions.' At the same time, Zhou Bai had already turned off the disaster field to prevent his laziness from being consumed.
But the disaster field and the Gui Hai Black Spirit's task had been completed. In Zhou Bai's sight, Yan Zhenjun's green fate was directly extracted, turned into a slight stream of air, and injected into Zhou Bai's mind.
After the green fate was extracted, Yan Zhenjun's body looked clean, without a trace of green fate. He was much worse than the Empyrean Fairy back then.
Zhou Bai said, 'Now it's much more pleasing to the eye. Otherwise, I'd always look a little green.'
After harvesting another wisp of green providence, Zhou Bai was a little excited.
However, although he harvested this trace of green fate from Yan Zhenjun, Zhou Bai could not immediately digest it and use it to enhance the primordial spirit's potential and star points.
After all, the process of digesting the fate would take at least a few hours, and he did not have that time now.
At this moment, Yan Zhenjun frowned slightly. He could feel that something bad had happened. But for a moment, he did not think of the fate.
It was just that he instinctively hated the Sea Devil Black Spirit. With a thought, he activated his Primordial Soul Power. As the Primordial Soul Power and spiritual vigor vibrated, a shapeless flame was formed and evaporated the Sea Devil Black Spirit beneath his feet.
At the same time, Yan Zhenjun asked doubtfully, "You … Where did you get the Gui Hai Black Fiend?"
Zhou Bai said, "Of course it was summoned from the void. Otherwise, would I have pulled it? I can now borrow limitless Gui Hai Black Baleful Qi from the void. This is probably my management after my mutation. "
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Zhou Bai was very satisfied. He then asked, "Oh right, with such a big commotion here, will the Sky Demon come over? Are you going to be ambushed right now? Or perhaps some Sect Leader of the Sky Toppling Sect came to ambush you. Are you alright? "
Yan Zhenjun: "Rest … rest assured, they won't be able to sneak up on me."
Li Xiuzhu, who had been listening to their conversation, found it more and more strange. "True Monarch Yan, this guy … why does he always act cute when he speaks? And that brat Zhou Bai, why does he always talk about me? Did he discover my existence?
Impossible, the function of the 49 hexagram is that it can't be observed by anyone other than the user, unless they attack others. The side effect is that every time it's used, one of the five senses will be permanently deprived.
This is the ability of the hexagram, he shouldn't be able to sense my existence. "
Because he had obtained information from Zhou Bai, he knew and understood Zhou Bai's information, knew about the Freedom Geng Metal Flying Sword, Gui Hai Black Baleful Qi, and also vaguely saw Zhou Bai's primordial spirit in the previous battle.
Therefore, Li Xiuzhu was already eighty to ninety percent sure that the primordial spirit in the flying sword was Zhou Bai.
But the series of conversation between Zhou Bai and Yan Zhenjun made him very puzzled. He couldn't help but think, 'Even this can make one a god? How loose was the cultivation environment in the past?
No, this is obviously not normal. Was it Zhou Bai who did it? What did he do? '
But what happened next made Li Xiuzhu seriously doubt his judgment that Zhou Bai couldn't have discovered him.
Zhou Bai said, "Tell me why they couldn't sneak attack you, what defensive measures do you have?"
Yan Zhenjun introduced them one by one. "I … I'm wearing the eighth realm Xuanming Heavy Water Robe. Once I'm attacked, it will release twelve thousand drops of Xuanming Heavy Water to protect me. Every drop of Mysterious Underworld Heavy Water is equivalent to a small lake. When all of them are released, it's like a huge river is protecting me. "
"Also … also, my inner armor is the seventh realm Dragon Scale Armor. Each piece is made by grinding a seventh realm flood dragon's horn into powder, and combined with the flood dragon's scales and tendons. It's extremely tough and has an extremely high defensive ability.
"In … in addition, this body also has three defensive techniques …"
Hearing Yan Zhenjun's story, Li Xiuzhu couldn't stop frowning. 'He's really careful.'
But Zhou Bai said, "Wow, so many powerful Dharma treasures. Can you take them off for me to see?"
Li Xiuzhu said, "Is this guy Zhou Bai stupid? How could someone agree to this kind of thing? "
Then, Li Xiuzhu looked at Yan Zhenjun, who started to take off his clothes one by one, and was immediately stunned. "What the hell is he doing?"
Zhou Bai watched Yan Zhenjun take off the Xuanming Heavy Water Robe and Dragon Scale Armor, and then started to coax him to remove the techniques on his body.
Then, he saw a human figure suddenly appear behind Yan Zhenjun. A large hand stretched out horizontally, and then with a flip, it clenched into a fist. Instantly, a terrifying feeling as if heaven and earth were overturned and the sun and moon were overturned enveloped everyone present. It was as if the sky and earth were collapsing along with this person's palm.
Yan Zhenjun's eyes widened, and he said in his heart, 'Li Xiuzhu? What fist technique is this? Such a terrifying will! Such a fanatical will! Where did he learn this? '
But the decrease in his intelligence made his reaction speed and adaptability slower. When he wanted to react, it was already too late.
And Li Xiuzhu's fist was as fast as a meteor and lightning. Vaguely, it even made people feel as if their thoughts had slowed down with the appearance of this fist, blinding their primordial spirits and confusing their consciousness.
When the fist was thrown, a layer of violent white primordial spirit power was released from Li Xiuzhu's fist, directly shaking the atmosphere and the earth. It seemed to temporarily cut off Yan Zhenjun's connection with the surrounding heaven and earth.
Rumble!
As the fist collided with the back of Yan Zhenjun's head, Yan Zhenjun's head suddenly exploded. His body twitched, and he fell to the ground, dead.
"Dead?!" Zhou Bai was extremely shocked. "The righteous god of the Plague Division of the Celestial Court died just like that?"
As if he knew what Zhou Bai was thinking, Li Xiuzhu transmitted his voice. "Don't let your imagination run wild. This is just a clone he made using a level-nine cultivator. Get ready, we'll leave immediately." With that, Li Xiuzhu squatted in front of the corpse.
Hearing this, Zhou Bai immediately looked at the Dharma treasures on the ground, and his primordial spirit shone brightly. "Don't touch my Xuanming Heavy Water Robe and Dragon Scale Armor!"
Then, Zhou Bai looked at Li Xiuzhu, who was emitting a green aura all over his body, and couldn't help but curse in his heart.
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