Listening to Yan Zhenjun's report, Tianjun of the Death Epidemic said coldly, "Don't be hit by Zhou Bai's aggressive generals, just ignore him. Please search on Baidu-"

Zhou Bai shouted, "You old woman! You walk around barefoot all day long! Do you know how bad your own feet are..."

A stream of surging anger erupted in the mind of the Death Heavenly Lord.

"Zhou Bai! You're too bullying!"

He saw that the Death Heavenly King had already stepped into the Luotian Realm in the black air. With the crisp sound of bells, he launched his Nine Heavens Five Palaces Ten Dances and began to attack Zhou Bai from the air.

Zhou Bai watched his lazy air value rise step by step with the attack of the Death Epidemic Emperor, smiled slightly, and casually slapped the black clouds that caused the epidemic.

Seeing Zhou Bai blocking his attack with indifferent expression, I don’t know why the other party didn’t say a word, but every move, every smile, even a look, and a step made the Death Heavenly Lord more and more angry.

"Damn... This Zhou Bai relied on his extremely strong body cultivation... he could ignore my attack at all..."

"It's a waste of time to beat him..."

When he thought that his attack was completely ineffective, he was a waste of time. The Death Heavenly Lord suddenly felt even more angry. He became more and more cruel when he took action, but he was still ineffective. The more he beat him, the more angry he became.

Zhou Bai looked at it and it increased by nearly one million in just half an hour, which was not bad.

So he shouted again, "Where are other wastes from the Plague Ministry? Where are the skills? They have all been thrown into your horse's tomb?"

So a moment later, Yan Zhenjun, the Heavenly King of Sickness, and the Heavenly King of Poisonous Punishment took action one after another. The entire plague tribe was filled with sorrow, and Zhou Bai's curses kept ringing.

After the death and epidemic were consumed by most of the soul power, he stopped and left without saying a word. He only thought to himself, "Why should I compete with you? I will ignore it no matter how he provoked you in the future. Next, I will seize the time to practice. When my strength exceeds him, I will clean up...'

A moment later, a figure flew over the sky where the Lei tribe was, "Where is the Thick and Black Marshal of Thunder with thick legs! Where did you go?"

After a while, lightning lights flashed over the Thunder Division, not only Marshal Pili, but also Xiang Tianmen, Jiuxiao, and the Sky Shooting were called out one by one by Zhou Bai. The four marshals joined forces to fight Zhou Bai, and the blazing light filled the clouds, turning the entire sky into dazzling.

Zhou Bai walked freely in the sky full of plasma, completely taking the plasma of tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of degrees as water to take a bath.

"I'm always right! Your horses have passed away forever!"

"Please do you get started, don't play with your feet."

Then there is the bucket...

After Zhou Bai walked around like this, he directly collected all the lazy air values ​​of the fourth star point.

There are always some people who think that if they block us, they can't hear our kind greetings. In order to repay the 18 generations of their ancestors, we created the romance seed so that no matter how far away the two people can scold each other.

The two people injected with the seed of anger can communicate with each other through the seed of anger, but only those who arouse the other's anger can be heard by the other party.

Cultivation methods... The cultivation methods are the ones written above, which are very simple and very easy to understand.

Speaking of which, the last person who wrote this method of practicing the Angry Picture was beaten to death. Haha, it was still too weak. Angry Picture was destined to be practiced by the strong, and the weak practiced this divine picture was a way out.

Be careful of this and that all day long, even if you scold your mother, you have to think about it for a long time. Such a person is not worthy of practicing the anger picture.

I remember when I was a mortal, I cursed the sky for seven days and nights, and was struck by the thunder tribulation halfway to death. Then I was taken into the mountain gate and carefully trained. The more generations of monks are, the better.

Speaking of this anger seed, this is a proud work of me and several other immortals. I once injected an anger seed into the body of a Taoist ancestor, and then talked with him remotely every day and cared for each other, making him want to find me every day and come to thank me in person.

Ten years later, the guy finally died of being in a state of cultivation.

Originally, we wanted to carry forward the magic of the roar of the roar, relying on the void to create an anger network connecting the entire universe, so that humans in the entire universe can feel everyone's mutual care.

Unfortunately, all the members of the Seventy-Two Dao Ancestors of the Void Palace, who are in charge of the power of void, oppose our proposal and even arrest us, saying that we are anti-human.

Haha, how can we be anti-human? Don’t we just want to be beaten up? The stronger and more ruthless the better.

Alas, let’s not talk about it, the younger generation who have practiced the seed of anger, hope that you can carry forward this art in the future, and one day you can build an anger network, so that everyone in the world can be separated from an infinite distance and greet each other every day.

I won't say it anymore, I really won't say it anymore, someone said hello to me again...I

Lazy (400,040 million)

"Seed of Angry?" Zhou Bai flicked his fingers lightly, and drops of Guihai black evil gathered from his fingertips, and gradually turned into a drop of fiery red beads.

"I said... those who practice this angry picture are all old trolls, right? The effect of remote squirting people..."

Zhou Bai looked at the content of the introduction, thought for a moment and understood it. Even if others hide, they could use anger pictures to arouse anger and call out the person.

"Things are indeed good things. After all, weapons are not divided by good or evil. If you hand them in my hands, they can become a powerful tool for creating peace."

...

The next day, the Death Heavenly Lord was sitting cross-legged in the secret room of the Plague Department, consolidating his cultivation, and at the same time tried to use the Ethereum Jiuchen algorithm to break through the bottleneck of Daohua Degree 160.

Suddenly, a huge shock came, as if a giant was pounding the palace where the Plague tribe was located.

The Heavenly Lord of Death Fighted, "Is it that boy Zhou Bai again?"

But thinking about being so angry that he was half-deathed by the other party yesterday and wasting time in vain, the Death Heavenly Lord's mind circling again.

The more she thought about it, the more angry she became, but she couldn't beat the other party, so she could only forcibly suppress the anger in her heart and finally returned to her cultivation state.

At this moment, Yan Zhenjun's voice came, "Heaven Lord! Not good! Zhou Bai is calling again!"

The Death Heavenly Lord said coldly, "Just let him fight."

Yan Zhenjun "He is destroying the treasure house of the forbidden land! He is about to release the world-destroying distortion weapon!"

Because the world-destroying distortion weapons were too dangerous and had too many side effects, they were afraid of harming the immortals and gods themselves in Luotian Realm, so they were sealed and sealed from layers of bans to the forbidden area of ​​the Plague Ministry.

"Zhou! Bai!"

Now that he heard what Yan Zhenjun said, the Death Heavenly Lord suddenly stood up and flew out through the space angrily.
Chapter completed!