The worker pulled Zheng Gan's clothes, walked to the side, and said, "A few days ago, one of our workers here was cutting trees in the woods, and I happened to meet the man in the black robe you said!"

"On which side?" asked Zheng Qian.

The worker pointed to a place not far ahead, Zheng Qian walked over there, in the depths of the woods in front, he saw a waterfall, in the middle of the waterfall's pool, there happened to be a dark green whirlpool, constantly rotating, a trace of dark green energy continued to spread out from it, escaping in all directions.

Zheng Qian also saw that on the edge of the waterfall, there were many birds and wild animals that came to drink water died, the corpses were decomposed, and many fish in the river died.

His brow furrowed, what was the green swirl in the middle?

Just as he was about to approach, suddenly, a strange sound came from behind him.

He turned his head sharply to see that the black-robed figure had indeed appeared, clutching the lumberjacks in his hands.

"If you open the source of poison in the river, I will let them go, otherwise, I will kill them!" came the hoarse voice of the black-robed figure.

As he spoke, the black-robed figure grabbed the worker he had introduced to Zheng Gan before, he grabbed the latter's arm, twisted it hard, and directly tore it off, blood splattered out at once, spilled in the air, and the pungent smell of blood suddenly spread.

"Stop!"

Zheng Qian shouted loudly, but the black-robed figure didn't seem to hear Zheng Gan's words at all, and slowly grabbed the other hand of the worker who had passed out.

"Open the poison source in the river, I can let him go, otherwise everyone here will die, including you!" the black-robed figure said lightly.

Zheng Qian's face was painful, the water of this river flowed down from this mountain, running through the reservoir in the western suburbs, the water in it is almost half of the water supply of Seoul, if the source of poison is really opened, the water here will be polluted instantly, and when the time comes, the huge Seoul will become a purgatory on earth, you know, it is the lives of millions of people.

Seeing Zheng Qian's hesitation, the black-robed figure grabbed the other hand of the lumberjack, twisted it hard, and the blood spurted out again, and the lumberjack who had already passed out woke up and screamed in pain again.

"Stop!"

Zheng Qian strode towards the black-robed figure, but as soon as he took a step, the movement of the black-robed figure made Zheng Qian pause suddenly.

"You're taking a step forward, and I'm going to break his neck!"

As he spoke, the black-robed man's hand was already on the lumberjack's neck.

Zheng Qian stopped suddenly.

"Three, two, one......"

The black-robed man counted down, and at the last second, he suddenly clenched his grip, blood splattered out like a fountain, and the lumberjack's head flew up at once, and the corpse separated.

"No ......"

Zheng Qian shouted loudly, his face painful.

But soon, the black-robed man again grabbed a lumberjack, and the lumberjack was so frightened that his face was like earth, and he was trembling and incontinent.

"Okay, I'll open it!"

Zheng Qian said loudly, he slowly turned around and walked towards the middle of the river, but at the same time, a thunderbolt had already appeared on his palm.

Just when Zheng Qian walked to the edge of the river and was just about to go down the river, his fingers moved suddenly, and in an instant, in the sky, a surging thunderbolt smashed down, and the speed was so fast that it fell on the black-robed man in an instant.

The black-robed man was stunned, and he didn't react for a moment, and the lumberjack fell directly to the ground.

At the same time, Zheng Qian also jumped up violently and rushed towards the black-robed man.

"Look for death!"

The hoarse sound of two stones rubbing against each other came from the throat of the black-robed man, and the next moment, just as Zheng Qian was about to rush in front of the black-robed man, a hand like an animal's claw stretched out, covered with scales, and quickly imprinted on Zheng Gan's chest.

Zheng Qian only felt a tightness in his chest, and the whole person flew out violently, hitting a tree, and he shouted at the woodcutters: "Hurry up, don't go quickly!"

The lumberjacks were so frightened that they crawled and hurried away.

The black-robed man didn't chase after him, but stared at Zheng Gan, "Go and open the poison source, otherwise I will kill you!"

"Where did you arrest Meng Po and Tang Ziyao?" Zheng Qian asked, struggling to sit up from the ground, but the sharp pain in his chest made him frown.

This black-robed man, he can't beat it at all.

"Turn on the poison source, otherwise those two women won't survive!" the black-robed man continued, his hoarse voice sounding extremely harsh.

"You want me to help you kill someone, there are no windows!" Zheng Qian said with difficulty.

"Bang!"

As soon as Zheng Gan finished speaking, the black-robed man directly slapped him and landed on Zheng Gan's shoulder, and suddenly, three finger marks appeared at once, and the blood overflowed at once, showing a dark green.

"Boy, I know that you are a disciple of the King of the Earth, and you have already produced a divine root, as long as you open the poison source, you will be able to be burdened with millions of undead resentment on your body, and when the time comes, the underworld will not allow you, and you can be like me......" The black-robed man continued.

Zheng Qian spit out a mouthful of blood with difficulty, "Become like you, no human and no ghost, I don't want to!"

"You're looking for death!"

The black-robed man lifted Zheng Gan up suddenly, and his claw-like fingers were fiercely buckled on Zheng Gan's neck, and slowly a strong surge came, and Zheng Gan's throat bone was about to be scratched off.

But at this moment, a loud shout sounded, and the dazed Zheng Qian was thrown out with a strong force and hit the tree hard, and he felt that the bones in his body were about to fall apart.

Spurting out a mouthful of blood again, he tried to open his eyes, only to see a short and fat middle-aged man standing not far away, dressed in a dirty Taoist robe, holding a peachwood sword and a crimson rune paper in his hand.

It's just that the rune paper has been damaged at this moment, and it is obvious that the blow that fell on the black-robed man's body just now is the credit of this rune paper.

"Wang Badan, why are you here?" Zheng Qian sat up with difficulty and said weakly.

If this Wang Badan came a little later, Zheng Qian really felt that he was going to go underground to find a bull head and black and white impermanence to play mahjong.

Wang Badan ignored Zheng Gan, he stared at the black-robed man with a serious face, and said in a deep voice: "Plague God, you are willing to fall, don't you want to be a good godhead, do you have to jump out of the five elements and use the evil thoughts of human beings to cultivate? It's a pity that you think too simply!"

"Stinky Daoist, when is it your turn to take care of the affairs of this seat?" The black-robed man seemed to have been injured by Wang Badan's blow just now, and his voice became sharp.

"I am in the earthly world, I am the earthly man, and you have done evil, and I will not tolerate you today!"

Wang Badan shouted, and after a few mouthfuls, the peachwood sword in his hand flew over at once, heading straight for the black-robed man.