Although Zhou Bai's words sounded a bit strange, they did not affect the meaning of the dying epidemic. When he thought that the days just now would go on forever, the dying emperor's soul could not help but tremble.

The Death Epidemic Lord: "You crazy man!"

Zhou Bai: "Why is this crazy? Being able to practice 24 hours a day is your blessing. How many people can't do it if they want to practice day and night."

The Death Heavenly Lord closed his eyes and lay down on the ground without moving. She no longer wanted to talk to this lunatic, but just wanted to hurry up and take a rest.

But Zhou Bai continued, "But it's not impossible if you don't want to practice 007 every day. You can find another righteous god to come over."

The Death Heavenly Lord opened his eyes suddenly: "What does it mean?"

Zhou Bai: "Wouldn't you just call a righteous god to take turns to share the responsibility with you?"

The Death Epidemic Heavenly Lord said angrily: "Do you still want to make an idea for others? Do you want me to betray other righteous gods?"

Zhou Bai nodded: "I think the Thunder Marshal of the Lei Tribe is pretty good. You can call her over as well."

Christina couldn't help but say, "Why is it Marshal Pili? Are there three other righteous gods in the Plague Tribe here?"

Zhou Bai explained: "The death epidemic and other righteous gods from the plague department are too familiar with each other. What if there is any secret communication method to betray me? I see that she is not very familiar with Marshal Pili, so she just lets her fool people."

The Death Heavenly Lord gritted his teeth and wanted to refuse the party seriously, but his dizzy head still thought of seizing this opportunity to ask for help.

‘Yes, why should I promise him that he will really betray other gods? I just seize the opportunity to find someone to ask for help?’

‘No matter how it is, it will be better than being tortured by the day and night this week and dark days.’

Thinking of this, the Death Heavenly Lord nodded: "I can help you find Marshal Pili, but can you feel at ease to let me go?"

Zhou Bai smiled and pointed at the forehead of the Death Heavenly King: "Don't worry, I'll go find someone with you."

After saying that, the Death Epidemic Heavenly Lord felt a chill on his body, and a gust of coldness. The evil soul power had flowed directly along Zhou Bai's fingertips to the Death Epidemic Heavenly Lord's sea of ​​consciousness, completely occupying her already extremely weak soul.

The Death Heavenly Lord felt the darkness in front of his eyes, and his body had been temporarily occupied by Zhou Bai.

Feeling that his physical control was taken away, the Heavenly King of Death said in a panic shock: "Zhou Bai! What are you doing!"

Zhou Bai smiled and said, "You are so weak now. Why do I have the nerve to work harder for you? Just let me help you take action. You can give me some advice."

The Death Epidemic Heavenly Lord watched Zhou Bai manipulate his body and leave the forbidden area of ​​the Plague Tribe. As soon as he went out, he saw Yan Zhenjun standing sneakily outside.

When Yan Zhenjun saw the Death Epidemic Heavenly Lord, he walked up with a smile, nodded at the Death Epidemic Heavenly Lord, and continued to guard the forbidden area gate.

The Death Heavenly Lord could not control his body, so he could only look at this scene in surprise, not understanding why Lord Yan made such a strange move.

But she didn't know that Zhou Bai had sent the Distorted Shadow to find traces of the Fantian Sect in the past few days, but the Fantian Sect seemed to have predicted his actions in advance, retreating across the board and hiding.

The Shadow of Distortion swept through several strongholds, but was unable to catch the middle and above personnel of the Fantian Sect for a long time. Zhou Bai simply pulled him to the Central City and ambushed Yan Zhenjun directly. The Shadow of Distortion was possessed by Yan Zhenjun, and temporarily controlled the other party.

Then he will control the Lord Yan to report to the Lord of Death and ambush the Lord of Death and the Lord of Death and the Lord of Death.

‘Is Zhou Bai the first one to ambush me this time, just because I am already the fourth person in the Plague Department?’

Yan Zhenjun sighed in his heart and felt the hardships of the big shot.

His soul shrank and hid in the depths of the sea of ​​consciousness. Looking at the back of the Death Epidemic Heavenly Lord away, he asked carefully: "How have you done to the Death Epidemic Heavenly Lord?"

"Haha." The distorted shadow sneered: "What else can it be done? Of course I'll just conquer it. I tell you that the entire Heavenly Court will have the surname Zhou in a few days."

Yan Zhenjun was shocked, but he became flattering, trying to numb the other party's spirit: "The Heavenly Court is now in decline and weak, and he needs a talented person like Zhou Bai. Under your leadership, the Heavenly Court will surely command the four directions and command the immortals and gods again."

The Shadow of Distortion smiled: "You demons are very good at flattering."

"Ah?" Yan Zhenjun was stunned for a moment, feeling that the other party seemed to be in a good mood by him, so he quickly said, "I am willing to work hard for the young master. You might as well give your body to me for the control. From today on, I will work hard and practice hard to serve the young master."

"No need." Zhou Bai said: "It would be great to maintain your strength like this now. If it is higher, it is not convenient for me to use it."

Yan Zhenjun was slightly stunned. At first, he didn't understand the meaning of the other party's words. He had a lot of thoughts in his mind. Finally, he was shocked and a trace of understanding flashed through his mind:

‘Is this guy Zhou Bai…is he afraid of my potential? That’s why he ambushed me first and forbidden me to practice?’

...

Zhou Bai on the other side controlled the body of the Death Epidemic Heavenly Lord, flew all the way to the direction of the Thunder Division, and led several monks to a hall.

The monk who led the way said, "The Heavenly Lord of the Death, please wait a moment, we have sent someone to report to the Marshal."

Zhou Bai nodded, spread his legs and sat on the chair. He looked at the barefoot of the Death Epidemic Heavenly Lord. He couldn't help but tease him in his sea of ​​consciousness: "Death Epidemic, why don't you like wearing shoes? Are you dirty when you walk around barefoot all day long?"

The Heavenly Lord of Death Suffered Coldly and ignored Zhou Bai.

Zhou Bai directly raised his right leg, and with the crisp sound of the bell, he touched the foot of the Death Heavenly Lord.

The Death Epidemic Lord said weakly and annoyedly: "Put down your feet!"

Zhou Bai: "I'm curious whether it smells smelly or not. Please let me smell it."

The Death Heavenly Lord cursed: "Crazy!"

At this moment, a flash of lightning flashed outside the hall. Marshal Pili, wearing light armor and war skirt, walked in with two long legs. As soon as he came in, he saw the look of the Death Epidemic Lord, and said with a strange expression: "Death Epidemic Lord, are you looking for me?"

Zhou Bai naturally put down his right foot and walked up kindly: "Hahaha, our plague department has just created a new distortion weapon. I think it is suitable for you. Do you want to go with us to have a look?"

The Death Epidemic Lord struggled desperately, trying to regain control of his body. She shouted in her heart: "Don't listen to him! He is lying to you!"

When Marshal Pili's eyes lit up and asked directly, "Okay, where is the thing?"
Chapter completed!