Chapter 678 Attack (Thanks to the Leader of ‘Xingxingxingxing’ for the Reward)

"Be careful!" Christina, who was in the sea of ​​consciousness, couldn't help but said: "This is simply a case of persecution paranoia. This Xuannv has simply become Zhou Bai's crazy fan."

Christina sighed in her heart: 'This guy Zhou Bai... is getting more and more abnormal. Xuannv is also mentally ill. If these two people are together, they won't stimulate each other. Are they getting more and more sick? ’

Next, Xuannv flew with Zhou Bai, and saw various mountains and rivers flying under their feet. The terrain in front of them also kept changing, from plains to hills, then to grasslands, and then to Large expanses of snowfields.

After flying a full distance of 990 kilometers and landing on a snowfield, Zhou Bai nodded: "This distance is barely safe, and the gods may not be able to find it. But..."

Looking at the snowy field in front of him, Zhou Bai's soul power moved, and snowflakes flew, directly drilling a big hole in the ground.

Just listen to him saying: "Let's hide underground. It's too easy to be discovered on the surface, not just by immortals and gods. What if the demons find this place?"

So the two dug through snowflakes, soil, and rocks all the way to a depth of more than 100 meters underground.

Xuannv looked at Zhou Bai: "Is this okay?"

"Of course not." Zhou Bai shook his head: "We have just flown all the way here. Even if we are flying, there is still heat left and there is disturbance of spiritual intelligence. The powerful immortals will definitely be able to track it down."

"And powerful hexagrams can even see scenes from the past."

"It's too easy to get caught now."

"Let's wait for 5 days before I start. After 5 days, all traces will be completely gone. Even if there is a hexagram that can be seen in the past, it will still take 5 days to search."

"In these five days, I will set up formations here to produce more Guihai Black Demons. This way, even if they come, if there are only 1 or 2 immortals at the beginning, we will still be able to fight."

What Zhou Bai didn't say was that after five days, the cooling of his gems had completely passed, so he was more confident.

He thought to himself: "I absolutely cannot die... Now I have no one to support me. No one will come to save me. The only one I can rely on is myself."

"If I die, everything will be over. All secrets and all hatred will be lost in history, so I must not die."

…

Five days later, the coordinates of the original Daozang 06.

Zhenjun Ziyang sat cross-legged on a piece of auspicious clouds, his spiritual power swept across the door in front of him again and again, and there seemed to be countless lights and shadows flickering in his eyes.

In the past five days, he has been calculating the situation inside the door bit by bit based on the various radiations and void pulses leaked from the door.

"That's it. The world inside this gate is already in the gap between the material world and the void. As time goes by, it will get closer and closer to the void, and finally merge into the void completely."

"In this case, there is no need for me to get the Original Daozang 06. As long as I stay outside and wait until the space inside the door is completely swallowed up by the void, the Original Daozang 06 inside will naturally be gone."

Just as Zhenjun Ziyang was thinking this, a loud shout suddenly came from the sky, and a black shadow shattered the air like thunder, shooting out waves of air and rushing towards Ziyang.

"Old thief Ziyang! Come out and die!"

Countless monks who were born in Donghua City raised their heads and looked at the voice in the sky in surprise. They couldn't think of anyone who had such courage and dared to call the Lord of Heaven like this.

Meng Ruocun looked at the sky in shock: "That person is... Zhou Bai?!"

In the Heavenly Palace, Zheng Wentian also ran out in surprise, looking at this scene with a complex expression: "Zhou Bai? Is he really here?"

Then he saw Zhou Bai standing proudly in the air, looking at True Lord Ziyang below with a arrogant expression: "Old thief Ziyang, who else is ambushing you besides you? Come out, I will deform all of you this time. "

After hearing Zhou Bai's arrogance, Meng Ruocun, Xuan Ming and other monks gritted their teeth and looked at him with hatred on their faces.

In the midst of everyone's expectations, True Lord Ziyang slowly stood up. His eyes were closed tightly, his face was expressionless, and his spiritual power radiated out, rolling up thunder and turning into his voice.

"Zhou——Bai——"

With a weeping voice, True Lord Ziyang soared into the sky and reached the same height as Zhou Bai.

Zhou Bai in front of him opened his mouth and vomited, and large swaths of Guihai Black Evil emerged, turning into twisted words that filled the sky and enveloped True Lord Ziyang.

As these words appeared, someone from the human monks below immediately shouted: "Don't look!"

"Zhou Bai's twisted words have the power of distortion. Please don't read them."

Although someone warned them immediately, someone still accidentally scanned the words in the sky and immediately felt uncomfortable. They quickly closed their eyes, covered their ears, and no longer dared to observe the direction of the battlefield.

Faced with the overwhelming twisted text, Ziyang Zhenjun remained unmoved. A surge of spiritual power tore through the atmosphere, turning into bursts of thunderstorms, and directly evaporating the Guihai Black Demon in front of him.

At this moment, a wave of sound surged in. It was Zhou Bai who directly transmitted the sound to within three meters of Zhenjun Ziyang. The terrifying sound wave even caused the distortion of the air, making it visible to the naked eye.

A monk on the ground shouted: "Everyone, cover your ears and don't listen to any sound from Zhou Bai. This is a blasphemous sound, and it will be distorted if you hear it!"

As for Ziyang Zhenren, who was facing Zhou Bai's sound transmission, he looked normal and unmoved, just like a rock in the sea. No matter how violent the sound waves surged, he seemed unscathed.

In fact, he has completely blocked his vision, hearing, and spiritual perception.

At this moment, he was just sensing the inspiration and the changes in the inspiration caused by Zhou Bai.

In his perception, everything in the world disappeared, only the inspiration was changing and surging.

drink!

Then he saw True Lord Ziyang shouting loudly, turning the sound waves around him into bursts of turbulence and dissipating in the air.

Seeing how Ziyang Zhenjun broke through Zhou Bai's distorted voice with one thought, and broke through Zhou Bai's blasphemous voice with one drink, the monks on the ground secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Meng Ruocun: "Is this Zhou Bai's ability? Don't look directly, don't pry... What an evil power this is."

Xuan Ming: "But once you know this ability, it's nothing special."

"If we go in, we can easily crack it, as long as we don't look or listen."

"Hurry up and lower your head! Zhou Bai has launched again!"

The black demons of Guihai are like huge black dragons, spanning the sky, forming various twisted characters, exuding waves of ominousness.

All over Zhou Bai's body, Yuan Shen's power vibrated and exploded violently, constantly sending out bursts of madman-like shouts, accompanied by waves of twisted air ripples, radiating out in all directions.

A monk accidentally heard the content and went crazy, flying into the sky and crashing into Zhou Bai like a moth to a flame.

The monks around him immediately stopped him and tried their best to stop him from going up.

When the other monks on the ground saw this, they no longer dared to listen or look, or even have the slightest idea of ​​peeking into the battlefield.

At the same time, facing Zhou Bai's offensive, Zhenjun Ziyang sneered, and his plasma-like primordial power poured out, shattering the Guihai Black Evil, Zhou Bai's voice, and even Zhou Bai's primordial power. .

He just walked towards Zhou Bai step by step, as if bullying a child, casually breaking through all Zhou Bai's attacks.

"Zhou Bai."

True Lord Ziyang’s voice exploded like thunder.

"too weak."

"You are too weak."

"After that distortion ability doesn't work, you are ridiculously weak."

While speaking, True Lord Ziyang had already walked in front of Zhou Bai, and his spiritual power turned into a thunderous hand and grabbed Zhou Bai.

Ferocity and madness flashed across Zhenjun Ziyang's face, and he said sullenly: "Next, I will let you know what true despair is."