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1015 Talking

Marshal Pili was taken to the forbidden area of ​​the Plague Tribe 15 hours later.

"No...no...I feel like my divine body is going to be broken..."

At this moment, Marshal Pili collapsed on the ground, his legs were stiff, his skirt and armor were a little broken, his face turned pale, and he looked like he was exhausted.

Zhou Bai thought to himself: 'This angle looks a bit like Wonder Woman.'

Zuo Dao couldn't help but say, "Is this too cruel?"

Zhou Bai: "What's this? These righteous gods have been oppressing monks and mortals for so many years, and they have done hundreds of times more cruel than mine. Now I will give them a chance to contribute to the great cause of world peace. They should thank me."

Listening to Zhou Bai talking about world peace again, Zuo Dao couldn't help looking at Christina beside him, and asked in a separate voice: "Is this world peace that Zhou Bai really thinks about? Or..."

I have been with Zhou Bai these days. Seeing Zhou Bai doing things, Zuo Dao always feels that Zhou Bai is becoming more and more strange.

Christina returned: "According to my nearly three years of observation, he should really think so, but he acted a little fiercely.

Don’t stimulate him. If his current state is slightly stimulated, his condition may worsen. If you have any questions, you can ask me directly. I have been studying Zhou Bai for almost three years and am an expert in this regard.”

Left: "..."

In the forbidden area of ​​the Plague Tribe, the Death Epidemic Heavenly Lord on the other side was silently watching the changes of Marshal Pili.

At first she was a little sad, but after being scolded by Marshal Pili, she now saw that the woman was exhausted like she had before, collapsed on the ground with exhaustion of qi and blood. She couldn't help but feel a little pleasure in her heart.

‘Ha... I scolded me so hard at first, but now I am not the difference between me.’

At the same time, the Heavenly Lord of Death has also rested for more than ten hours and felt a little bit of gratitude. Fortunately, someone shared the burden for him so that he could rest for such a long time.

For such a long time, the Heavenly Lord of Death of Epidemic naturally wanted to escape more than once, but whenever Zhou Bai noticed that there was a slight movement, he immediately scolded her and scolded her back, making her so angry that she smoked her seven orifices.

She always wanted to suppress her anger and maintain her rationality, but she found that she could not do it at all, so she became even more angry.

The more times you tried, the longer you observed Marshal Pili from the side, the more you felt the horror of Zhou Bai's ability, she felt like she and Marshal Pili were tied to Zhou Bai's side like an invisible dog chain.

Zhou Bai on the other side looked at Marshal Pili who had rolled his eyes a little, as if he was about to fall into a coma at any time, so he gave the other party a rest.

He looked at his lazy air value. Through his competition with the Death Epidemic and Marshal Pili, his lazy air value reached 12 million points.

The 45 million lazy air value required for the fifth star point of the Fury Picture is still 33 million lazy air value.

"The ordinary mortal monks are too weak. Even if they keep attacking me, they will not grow faster than the lazy value of a righteous god."

"If you can control the remaining gods of the Heavenly Court in your hands, not only can you get all kinds of cultivation materials, magic weapons, and distorted weapons from the Heavenly Court, but you can use them to enhance my Dharma-Ending Heavenly Demon Sword and the End of Heavenly Demon Armor, repair the Human Emperor Sword, and also my speed of becoming stronger will be faster..."

There are many benefits to conquer all the righteous gods in the heavenly court at this moment, which is what Zhou Bai intends to do at this moment.

So after letting Marshal Pili rest for a few minutes, Zhou Bai slowly spoke, "Pili, you will die of the epidemic next time. Practice with me every day. Be responsible for the epidemic during the day, and come tonight."

Hearing Zhou Bai's words, Marshal Pili's body shook and looked at Zhou Bai with some reluctance. Suddenly, his body flashed, and lightning burst out from his legs, and his whole body had already swept out like a floating light phantom.

In almost a tenth of a second, she rushed out of the forbidden area of ​​the Plague Division as if she had changed her figure and had seen the Lord Yan Zhenjun guarding the door.

But as she ran out, Zhou Bai's whispered voice like a demon came from her sea of ​​consciousness.

"Hehehehe! Stupid woman! I have planted my mark in your body long ago. Have you escaped?"

In the desperate gaze of Marshal Pili, her figure turned and rushed back to the forbidden area of ​​the Plague tribe like lightning, and rushed back to Zhou Bai.

Marshal Pili looked stubborn and escaped several times in a row, and was scolded by Zhou Bai every time.

Finally, he fell to the ground like a burst of exhaustion, with his long legs trembling.

Zhou Bai shook his head. This woman's bad temper is much more stubborn than death. She really would rather die than cooperate with him.

It seemed that he could not count on it for a short period of time, so he looked at the death epidemic again: "Die the epidemic, you can go out with me again."

Seeing Zhou Bai's soul plunged into the body of the Heavenly King of Death Epidemic, Marshal Pili gritted his teeth and stared at the Death Epidemic with unyielding expression and said, "Die Epidemic, if you still have a little shame, you should resist Zhou Bai with all your strength. Even if you self-destruct the soul and give up the divine body, you cannot let this evil thief succeed."

The Death Epidemic Heavenly Lord flashed slightly in the sea of ​​consciousness, but did not make any additional moves. He just suppressed his anger and said, "Little Thief! Why don't you possess the Pili divine body and look for other gods? What do you do, you must use my divine body?"

Zhou Bai: "That woman is too stubborn. I am really worried that if she really makes a self-destruction and doesn't let me control it, wouldn't it be a sin?"

"You will be much more obedient when you die. When you are older, you will be different. We are also old acquaintances. It is not the first time we work together. I will feel at ease with you."

The Heavenly Lord of Death only felt that he was hated and bitter in his heart, and did not want to pay attention to Zhou Bai anymore, so as not to be angry and out of control by the other party.

Zhou Bai did not let her go and continued to whisper in her sea of ​​consciousness: "Diet to the epidemic, you should also understand the horror of my art. As long as I am willing, you and Pili will never escape from my palms unless they commit suicide."

The Death Heavenly Lord's heart was trembling. Hearing the evil voice continued to whisper, he felt a stream of despair slowly descending.

"Whether you escape to the ends of the world or hide in the Luotian Realm, as long as I call you, I can shout you like a dog."

"Your divine body and your soul are already full of my imprints, and I have completely controlled it. I will never escape forever."
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