Accompanied by the movements of Zi Yang Zhenjun, a loud bang, a mountain appeared directly in front of Zi Yang, completely swallowing his body.

This is the natural disaster area opened by the distorted shadow.

Under the irreconcilable hatred of Ziyang Zhenjun, a huge amount of Guihai black evil exploded from his feet, and a Guihai black evil the size of a mountain suddenly swallowed his body.

Bang!

The next moment, the violent soul power surged out from the body of Ziyang Zhenjun and radiated out wantonly, shattering the entire Guihai Black Evil into pieces and turning it into countless hard blocks, shooting towards the ground like a meteor shower.

The black evil of Guihai also caused a large group of green luck to be swallowed by Guihai's black evil, thousands of miles apart, and poured into Zhou Bai's sea of ​​consciousness.

After this devouring and the luck of harvesting Ziyang Zhenjun last time, only about half of his will was favored by heaven. During Zhou Bai's observation, swallowing him could enhance his divine map by five times.

"Zhou! Bai!"

Amid the fury, the soul power of Ziyang Zhenjun turned into a plasma hand, which had already grasped Zhou Bai firmly.

The hot soul power that was enough to melt gold and iron was perfectly controlled by the Ziyang Zhenjun, and did not burn Zhou Bai at all.

But under the pressure of the surging force, Zhou Bai, who was caught by his big hand, still made a crackling sound, just like a bone and muscles were about to be crushed and torn.

Finally, he grabbed Zhou Bai, and countless thoughts of revengeing the other party and ravaging the other party continued to emerge from the mind of Zhenjun Ziyang.

But before he could do anything, he sensed the inspiration in front of him quickly weakened, and Zhou Bai's aura began to fall wildly.

"Is this...he is committing suicide?"

Zhenjun Ziyang was shocked, and his soul power was constantly involved in the other party's body, trying to manipulate Zhou Bai's body and suppress the other party's soul.

But it was useless. The other party's inspiration was almost gone, which means that the other party's physical body was about to die completely. The intensity of the inspiration was almost the same as the air around it.

"What's going on?"

"What did Zhou Bai do?"

"He is really committing suicide?"

At this moment, Ziyang Zhenjun finally couldn't help but let go of his perception. When he opened his eyes, he saw that Zhou Bai's heart had shattered and his internal organs were blurred.

Zhou Bai's soul was like a broken balloon, and his breath fell rapidly, and his soul was so weak that it could not be felt.

"I broke my heart veins? Is my soul dissipated?"

The injury is so serious that he is just relying on his strong vitality to support him, and he will die almost at any time. Even the True Lord of Ziyang cannot save Zhou Bai.

Zhou Bai looked at Ziyang Zhenjun and finally shouted: "My own life, I will decide for myself. No one can catch me. After I commit suicide, don't make things difficult for the people in Donghua City..."

The next moment, Zhou Bai in front of him suddenly burst out the last power of his soul and physical body, and his body instantly turned into ashes, and then evaporated by the soul power of Ziyang Zhenjun.

"Is the self-esteem so strong? So strong?"

"Just commit suicide like this?"

Ziyang True Lord Wisdom-12

Zi Yang shook his head, his heart was empty, there was no pleasure of revenge at all, only a kind of unspeakable boredom.

He has to take revenge, but he has no intention of anything. He still has to wait silently for the last one or two hundred years of life, watching himself gradually move towards complete distortion.

At the same time, two lightning flashed by, and Xiang Tiandi and another thunder god, the true master of Fu Lei, flew over.

Xiang Tiandi frowned and said, "Zi Yang! Did you kill Zhou Bai?"

Zhenjun Ziyang shook his head: "I wish I could torture him for a thousand thousand years. How could I kill him? He committed suicide by himself."

"He committed suicide by himself." Ziyang Zhenjun shook his head and said, "I just grabbed him and did nothing. He broke his heart and dissipated his soul."

Xiang Tiandiqi said: "Why did he do this? Could it be fake?"

Ziyang Zhenjun: "A person who is exactly the same as Zhou Bai and has exactly the same abilities, I think the possibility of fraud is not high. He really committed suicide."

Xiang Tiandi's Wisdom-3

The wisdom of the True Lord of Fu Lei-15

Xiang Tiandi looked at the sky, but still felt something was wrong: "There is something strange, and the demon didn't come to help him. He is here to die? Did the demon copy him?"

"Search for the location within a radius of hundreds of miles and find out where he came from."

"Look for any traces of demons nearby, are they looking here?"

At the same time, the mortal monks present gradually learned the news of Zhou Bai's death, and cheers burst out from time to time in the crowd.

"Dead?" Zheng Wentian sat down on the chair, his face as if he was crying and laughing, and the contradiction was extremely contradictory.

In his eyes, Zhou Bai has always been a person shrouded in miracles.

No matter what kind of danger the other party is involved in or what kind of enemy they face, they can escape from danger and escape unscathed.

He is fighting against the God Emperor in Central City, facing the siege of ghosts and gods, Xiang Tiandi and other immortals, he can also evacuate safely under the cover of the demons.

Now telling him that Zhou Bai is really dead, and he dies at the hands of Ziyang Zhenjun alone, which makes him feel a strong sense of unreality.

"Are you finally falling into the hands of the immortal god?" Zheng Wentian: "I thought you had any plans and any shocking plot... It turned out to be like this? I died silently without even a single twists and turns."

...

Just as the Ziyang True Lord conveyed the news of Zhou Bai's death, Zhou Bai, who was thousands of miles away, looked at the name on the panel of the auxiliary cultivation system and said in his heart: "Hmm?"

"Why are there only three immortals?"

Zhou Bai looked at the panel unexpectedly. After waiting for half an hour, he found that no new name of the immortal god appeared. He shook his head: "It's so arrogant that he only sent three immortal gods to ambush me."

So one day later, Zhou Bai regenerated a new twisted shadow and rushed to a location not far from the deep pit.

This time he found that the location of the deep pit was too relaxed, and the distorted shadow rushed to the gate effortlessly and found that Ziyang Zhenjun did not appear here either.

So I saw the twisted shadow pounced on me and rushed directly into the gate.

At the same time, in the palace in the sky, Xiang Tiandi looked at the water mirror in front of him, and the scene of a twisted shadow rushing into the gate was playing.

Xiang Tiandi said coldly: "It's true that there is a fraud."

Yesterday, he did think that Zhou Bai was really dead at first because Zi Yang Zhenjun could not lie to him, and the cultivators present were indeed attacked by Zhou Bai's ability.

But later he thought about it repeatedly, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.

"I just felt that Zhou Bai died too easily yesterday. With the demons' emphasis on him, how could he let him die alone?"

Ziyang Zhenjun: "Then why don't you stop him? Just watching him go in?"

Xiang Tiandi: "Do you remember that strange thing when the Central City and the Demons fought? After the war, I suspected that it was Zhou Bai's ability."

Xiang Tiandi was talking about the twisted shadow sent by Zhou Bai during the Battle of Central City, but the twisted shadow at that time disguised as a demon and was not eye-catching.

However, with the superman's observation, Xiang Tiandi could see that all the demons at that time were led by the twisted shadow, and the demons were also attacking the twisted shadow. Moreover, the ability displayed by Zhou Bai several times was to make the two of them rush towards the strange thing (Twisted Shadow)...

At this moment, a series of information flashed through Xiang Tiandi's head. Looking at the scene of the twisted shadow in the water mirror rushing into the gate, he affirmed: "The Plague Department has leaked Zhou Bai's ability. He should have the ability to create clones. This clone can not only look like him, but also disguise itself as a variety of shapes, and even share his abilities."

Zi Yang: "Why not stop it?"

Xiang Tiandi: "You caught one yesterday. Is it useful?"

"He is here to get the original Taoist 06. When he comes out and follows him, he will naturally find Zhou Bai's original body."

"Let him keep it for us for a while. Could it be that in this short period of time, his clone can advance to the sixth realm with the original Taoist sect?"

"Even if he enters the sixth realm in the future, he will only increase the degree of Taoism by 10%. He defected to the Heavenly Demons, and he doesn't know if there is any divine map on the sixth level."
Chapter completed!