"So you dare not face the Black Soul because of the little reliance in your heart!"

Liu Zhengyang's expression was still so indifferent: "The attack of the black soul makes people desperate, while the strong man in the Daoyuan realm can be sealed and will not die, right?"

King Mo glanced at him and said nothing.

"Now the Black Soul has the strength to kill the powerful people in the Dao Source Realm!"

"This is impossible!"

The yellow cloth strip exclaimed, and a look of surprise flashed through the cold eyes of the Demon King.

Both of them had just recovered for not long. One was waiting for the rootless water to treat the injuries in their bodies, and the other was using their strength to enjoy the offerings from the northwest.

They are not able to understand what is happening outside the Northwest for the time being.

Not to mention knowing that the Black Soul already has the strength to kill powerful people in the Dao Source Realm.

"Although I can't produce evidence now, I will not lie to you, in the name of Daoyuan."

Liu Zhengyang said plainly.

But the King of Desert and the yellow cloth strips became short of breath.

"How could this happen? The black souls are already terrifying enough. If they can still kill the powerful people in the Daoyuan Realm, then..."

The yellow cloth strip was obviously a little frightened, and the eyes that were only exposed when they were talking became full of fear.

King Mo laughed after pondering for a moment.

"If this is true, then I must kill enough money this time!"

King Mo clenched his fists hard. Why is he so cruel? His temperament is only one reason, and another reason is the trauma left by the black soul back then!

When that feeling of helplessness continued to spread in the heart, King Mo began to choose another way to vent his weakness and incompetence buried in his heart.

That's torture!

This is an extremely pathological psychology, but he is a strong man in the Daoyuan Realm. If he is not a strong man in the Daoyuan Realm, he would not have any means of resistance!

Thinking of this, the Desert King was silent.

Liu Zhengyang was not in a hurry to speak. Such news was undoubtedly very impactful to them.

They have to give them enough time to digest.

"You said just now that you have a plan? What plan?"

The King of Dee suddenly raised his head.

If possible, no one would want to die! What's more, the black soul's hatred was always a thorn suppressing the heart of the Demon King. Even if he was really likely to die in battle next time, he had to pull out this word completely!

Instead of just being so cowardly and enduring everything!

Liu Zhengyang waved his sleeves again, and this time he summoned the set of armor made by Tiangongfang!

Accompanied by a series of mechanical transmission sounds, Liu Zhengyang became a figure completely wrapped in metal in front of them.

"You won't tell me that I just want to use this kind of thing to resist the black soul!"

The King of Desert's face became much calmer: "With this layer of iron shell, do you really think you can withstand the attack of the Black Soul?"

Liu Zhengyang slowly shook his head, and then the armor opened, revealing his face: "Since I have chosen to study this metal armor, the material has naturally been verified by us."

"At least three evolutions, the black souls cannot penetrate such metal materials at all! Even if they are really close to the black souls, they cannot form parasitics! With such armor protection, at least you don't have to worry about being parasitic!"
Chapter completed!