In Fengdu, the surrounding yin energy was even denser, but it still didn't harm the human body.
Before Tang Zheng could carefully observe his surroundings, an angry roar exploded.
"Who are you?"
An earth-shattering aura rushed over, causing the ground to creak.
Tang Zheng looked up and revealed a shocked expression. This person was very tall and was actually wearing a ghost mask. It was exactly the same as the ghost mask he saw before, but it was much smaller.
Tang Zheng was not afraid at all. Instead, he sized up the other party and asked, "You are the Fengdu City Lord?"
"Who are you? How did you break my teleportation array and come to Fengdu City?" The City Lord questioned aggressively.
Tang Zheng suddenly realized and pointed to his left and right, saying, "So this is Fengdu City. Then I will have to carefully look around."
Seeing that Tang Zheng didn't put him in his eyes, the City Lord flew into a rage and roared, "You are courting death. I will fulfill your wish."
Boom!
A black aura gushed out from his body and instantly occupied all directions, blocking Tang Zheng's path.
"Roar!"
The black aura transformed into a sinister ghost head. It opened its bloody mouth and crazily bit at Tang Zheng.
Tang Zheng's eyes were as calm as an ancient well. He pointed his finger and it fell on top of the sinister ghost head. The ghost head suddenly stopped and actually stopped.
The ghost head struggled and roared, but it was to no avail.
"Explode!"
Tang Zheng lightly spat out a word. As soon as his voice fell, the ghost head loudly exploded and turned back into black aura.
The City Lord turned pale with fright when he saw Tang Zheng walking towards him step by step as if there was no one around him.
He yelled, "Soul item, kill!"
A mysterious power surged out, Tang Zheng looked towards the source of this power and saw that there was a round ball in the City Lord's hand, but there were many holes on the surface. The holes flickered with a faint light, as if there was a voice coming out from within.
"Is this a soul tool?"
The City Lord said proudly, "Exactly. As long as you have a soul, you will definitely die."
Tang Zheng didn't mind and said, "Oh, then I'll take the opportunity to experience it. After you."
The City Lord looked at Tang Zheng as if he was looking at a fool. This person actually dared to let him make the first move. Such arrogance, he really did not know how to write the word 'death'.
However, this was exactly what the City Lord wanted.
"Kill!"
The City Lord roared. The soul tool flew up and shone brightly. Tentacles drilled out from the small holes and danced in the air, emitting a mysterious power.
Tang Zheng stared blankly for a moment before finally realizing something. He said, "So this Soul Artifact is a magic artifact specifically used to deal with souls."
"Haha, now that you know, it's too late." The City Lord laughed loudly.
Tang Zheng shrugged. "It's not late at all."
He stretched out his hand to grab the soul tool. When those tentacles danced in the air, it made one's spirit waver. It was as if they were also swaying and dancing, wanting to leave the human body.
This was for a normal person, or a normal cultivator. Tang Zheng was a god, his spirit was extremely sturdy. How could a soul tool shake it?
Under the City Lord's amused expression, Tang Zheng's hand passed through the tentacles and directly grabbed the soul tool.
The City Lord's mind was shaken. He couldn't believe it and exclaimed, "Impossible, impossible! How did you do it? A soul tool can take in the souls of all things in the world. How come your soul didn't leave your body? "
Tang Zheng smiled and said, "Oh, it's so useful. Then I'll take it."
Tang Zheng's hand retracted and directly put it into his pocket.
"Don't!"
The City Lord's eyes were already filled with fear. He screamed hysterically, but it was to no avail. Suddenly, his screams came to an abrupt stop and he rolled his eyes in despair.
"Ah, my soul tool — —"
The City Lord turned pale with fright as he stared at Tang Zheng's pocket. When the soul tool was placed inside, the connection between him and the soul tool was forcibly cut off.
The soul tool was no longer his treasure.
In a flash, he had actually lost a treasure. How terrifying and ironic was this?
He finally realized that he had kicked an iron plate. This person didn't seem to reveal anything, but he was able to break his teleportation formation and easily take away his soul tool. There was no need to doubt his strength.
Even if he fought back, he might not be the other's opponent.
The City Lord's greatest reliance was his ability to attack and control souls. Now, this method was useless against this person, so his reliance was naturally useless.
Tang Zheng looked at the City Lord who was in a daze and directly sat on the chair next to him. He patted the chair next to him and said casually, "Come, sit down."
The City Lord lowered his head dejectedly and sat down dejectedly.
If the ghosts in Fengdu saw this scene, they would definitely be shocked. The City Lord was the master of Fengdu, but he actually lowered his head to a stranger and didn't dare to resist.
At this moment, the City Lord indeed didn't dare to resist. The other party gave him an unfathomable feeling, as if he was facing a god.
However, he immediately rejected this thought. How could this person be a god? He was clearly a human.
"Don't be dejected. Cheer up and answer my question." Tang Zheng patted the City Lord's shoulder. The City Lord trembled and almost slid off the chair.
The City Lord raised his head in fear and stared at Tang Zheng, but he didn't see any clues. He asked with a guilty conscience, "Who are you? This is Fengdu, a place where people die. It's not a place where you, a living person, should come. "
"Since you're already here, you should answer my question first." Tang Zheng didn't care at all.
"What question?"
"Why are you collecting the power of faith?"
"What?" The City Lord's butt bounced up from the chair and he cried out in surprise, "Who are you saying is collecting the power of faith? You're slandering me. "
"What's with such a big reaction? Whether I'm slandering you or not, you'll know by looking at this. "
Tang Zheng pointed at the City Lord, and the two Yuan Wood Bottles flew into the air.
The City Lord turned pale with fright and screamed, "That's mine."
However, the Origin Wood Bottles had already fallen into Tang Zheng's hands. The City Lord grabbed nothing and resentfully looked at the Origin Wood Bottles, keeping quiet out of fear.
"These aren't yours, they're mine." Tang Zheng put the Origin Wood Bottles into his bag and said, "Now you admit that I didn't wrongly accuse you."
The City Lord suddenly raised his head and stared at Tang Zheng, "I'll answer you. Everyone knows the importance of the power of faith. If you have the power of faith, you'll be able to achieve twice the result with half the effort."
"Hehe, the power of faith needs to be combined with the Heavenly God Law to display its greatest effect. Does that mean you have the Heavenly God Law?" Tang Zheng asked with interest.
The City Lord's eyelids jumped and he flatly denied, "I don't. The Heavenly God Law disappeared a long time ago."
"Haha, you don't mean what you say. Then I'll spread the news of you collecting the power of faith. I believe the god race will be interested in you." Tang Zheng blatantly threatened.
The City Lord vigilantly asked, "You're not from the god race?"
Tang Zheng's lips curled into a thought-provoking smile as he mysteriously said, "They're not worthy."
Hiss!
The City Lord sucked in a breath of cold air. Since ancient times, he had never seen anyone so bold as to say such disgraceful words in public.
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