Zhao Zilong has encountered countless opponents in his life, and there are countless strong ones, and the most powerful opponent is Jun Wuxie's level of Cunzài. Although in front of Jun Wuxie, Zhao Zilong did not have any ability to resist at all, but in front of a fierce man of the level of the Demon Emperor Ji Xiaoyao, he Zhao Zilong still had a certain chance of retreating, which showed his strength.

Looking at all the opponents he has encountered, Zhao Zilong has never encountered such an attack like today.

The way the attack of the person who came was too magical, even defenseless, and the strength of the other party did not lie in the power of the outside world, but in a kind of coercion from the soul consciousness.

That voice suddenly appeared in Zhao Zilong's sea of consciousness, and issued an irresistible order to Zhao Zilong with the momentum of condescending dominating the world.

No, this is not a simple order, Zhao Zilong's first feeling in the sea of consciousness is that he should kneel down obediently, but he was soon shocked to find that this is a powerful force rampant in his sea of consciousness, which actually makes his consciousness and Yuan Shen feel afraid and dare not resist.

This is a special attack method of the Genshin Consciousness Realm!

Zhao Zilong was shocked in his mind, but soon realized that the situation seemed to be wrong. In this world, is there anyone in the Yuan Shen Consciousness Realm who is more powerful than Emperor Bai Zhao?

At the beginning, he was unconscious, and his uncle Bai Zhaodi threw the powerful Yuanshen consciousness body into his realm of consciousness in the way of the Yuanshen out-of-body method, even if his Yuanshen consciousness body had not changed and did not become stronger at that time, he was still able to compete with the powerful Yuanshen consciousness of Emperor Bai Zhao, because in his consciousness sea, Zhao Zilong was the only master of this world.

And now, this voice, which I don't know how to enter the sea of my consciousness, has supreme coercion, which makes me instinctively give birth to a heart of surrender. Who is this person, could it be that the cultivation realm of the Yuan Shen Consciousness Realm is more powerful than that of his uncle Bai Zhaodi?

Wrong!

Between the lightning and flint, Zhao Zilong felt that the situation was a little wrong. This should not be the attack of the real Yuan Shen consciousness body, but a kind of supreme coercive oppression similar to the consciousness realm, and besides, this person's language is a Western language, so this person should be a powerful cultivator in the West, a spiritual cultivator!

The spiritual realm is the realm of consciousness, and the attack on the spiritual level is equivalent to the attack of the consciousness of the primordial spirit.

Outside the crowd, an old man with a white beard and white hair in a snow-white robe appeared there at some point, his deep gaze locked on Zhao Zilong, like a powerful mage from the endless darkness, making everyone who saw him only think that this person was a messenger from heaven.

"Gandalf?"

In the crowd, a loyal Lord of the Rings fan saw the man and let out an exclamation.

In fact, this person does feel like the Gandalf who came out of the Lord of the Rings movies.

Of course, the white-robed Western old man is not Gandalf, but his identity is extremely similar to the Gandalf in the Lord of the Rings movie, because he is a powerful cultivator of the Western Alliance Pope's Temple of Light.

The Temple of Light, a magical being that does not care about earthly matters but has absolute power and status above the Holy Religion, all powerful monks in the West who really know how to practice belong to this organization. And, of course, there's the evil organization of the Dark Realm.

It's just that in the lives of ordinary people in the West, the two powerful beings of the Temple of Light and the Dark Realm have never been known, and even people in the Holy Religion and other religious institutions rarely know about such a place.

However, today, on the bustling streets of Montreal, Quebec, Canada, a messenger of light from the Temple of Light appeared, and as soon as he appeared, he suppressed Zhao Zilong with the powerful cultivation methods he mastered.

"Get on your knees, mortal!"

The voice of the white-robed old man had already sounded in the depths of Zhao Zilong's consciousness, but at this moment, he also spit out such a sentence in his mouth, so all the onlookers in the field involuntarily knelt on the ground, of course, some people knelt down quickly, but some people were determined, and instinctively gave birth to a trace of hesitation, and the speed of kneeling was a little slower.

Although Cai Lingzhi is a woman, she is by Zhao Zilong's side at the moment, supported by Zhao Zilong, and she is determined, so she is the last person in the field to kneel except for Zhao Zilong.

The white-robed old man glanced at Cai Ling with a little surprise, but his gaze was finally locked on Zhao Zilong, and the expression on his face was even more surprised, even with a little solemnity.

"It is worthy of being a powerful cultivator of the mysterious ancient eastern country, and the spiritual power is really extraordinary, but in front of me, you are still like an ant, kneel down, I will take you to where you should go!" The white-robed old man looked at Zhao Zilong deeply and said word by word.

There were hundreds of people kneeling in the field, but only the white-robed old man and Zhao Zilong stood proudly.

This strange scene happened in a square in a modern and prosperous city, many people nearby looked at this side in amazement, and some curious people ran over quickly, wanting to find out, but when these people approached the white-robed old man within fifty meters, their faces turned pale for a while, and then they sweated profusely and showed an extremely pious and awe-inspiring look, kneeling on the ground, not daring to move, let alone making any exclamations.

What a strong mental power!

Zhao Zilong exclaimed in his heart, but he did not have the slightest fear and horror. The powerful bloodline inheritance and the Yuan Shen consciousness body have long allowed him to have a brave heart that does not admit defeat, does not admit defeat and is not willing to live under others, even in the face of Jun Wuxie, although he cannot resist, but he is still unwilling to surrender, this is his powerful state of mind.

At this moment, in the face of this mysterious white-robed old man, although Zhao Zilong was frightened, he would not be afraid, because he already understood that the other party's attack methods were only limited to the spiritual level. That is, the state of consciousness.

As long as you resist at the level of consciousness, you will be vulnerable to convenience!

Zhao Zilong instantly figured it out, his eyes suddenly shot out a touch of light, and in the vast sea of consciousness, a golden light broke through the chaotic interface, and a burly virtual human body like a golden Buddha appeared, which was Zhao Zilong's Yuan Shen consciousness body.

"Get out!"

Zhao Zilong let out an angry roar from the depths of his consciousness. In his sea of consciousness, he is the god who dominates Yiqiē, and no one is allowed to be arrogant in his world.

With this angry roar rising into the sky, in the vast sea of consciousness, the golden light was magnificent, the Yuan Shen consciousness body was shining with golden light, majestic, under the illumination of the golden light, an old white illusory figure appeared, so Zhao Zilong's powerful Yuan Shen consciousness body rolled over with a domineering attitude.

"How could it be ......?"

The holy white-robed old man's face suddenly showed a hint of shock, and he let out an exclamation, and his powerful spiritual power quickly retracted, and he decisively withdrew from Zhao Zilong's sea of consciousness.

Rao is like this, Zhao Zilong's incomparably domineering pounce of the Yuan Shen consciousness body still had a huge impact on the old man's spiritual power, only to see that the old man's face changed suddenly, and his body suddenly took a few steps back, and with a wow, a mouthful of thick blood spurted out.

A layer of cold sweat broke out on Zhao Zilong's forehead, although he resolutely counterattacked after understanding the nature of the opponent's attack, he was still suppressed by the opponent's mental power for a moment, and finally fighting back also caused a lot of loss to his mental power, so he looked relatively tired.

"Suffer death!"

Although he was extremely tired, Zhao Zilong was extremely angry in his heart, he didn't expect that he would still meet a powerful opponent in this Western world, let alone that someone would suddenly kill him, he felt that his authority in the Western underground world had been provoked, and he didn't allow such a thing to happen, so he was completely angry.

With Zhao Zilong's roar and roar, a domineering imperial coercion gushed out wildly, and those who had just been freed by the spiritual power of the white-robed old man were broken, and suddenly felt a terrifying death oppression sweeping over, trembling all over their bodies, trembling in fear, and many people were even more frightened to pee their pants.

They were mortal, how could such a thing ever become?

At this moment, in the eyes of everyone, the white-robed old man and Zhao Zilong are no longer human, they are already gods living around people!

It's just that Zhao Zilong's counterattack is not only in terms of strong momentum oppression, but even this powerful momentum oppression is not something he can unleash, his real counterattack lies in the knife in his hand.

He slashed out!

Since watching the battle between the Sword Emperor Jin Tianwolf and the Demon Emperor Ji Yao, Zhao Zilong has comprehended his sword intent, although he has not yet entered the realm of the Sword Emperor, but the sword intent is more special than the Sword Emperor, once the sword intent is released, the majesty of the emperor who reigns over the world also crushes the world with a violent attitude.

No one can describe the speed of Zhao Zilong's knife.

The white-robed old man knew that Zhao Zilong was a powerful cultivator from the Eastern Mysterious Realm, but he still didn't expect that he had failed to defeat the other party in the most powerful realm, and even gave the other party a chance to counterattack now.

However, the white-robed old man had already taken precautions, but he still didn't expect Zhao Zilong's attack to be so violent and fierce, so even if he was prepared, his face still changed greatly.

"God forbid!"

The white-robed old man made a strange gesture with both hands in front of him, and spat out two words in his mouth, his voice was pious and holy, and it could not be blasphemed.

A dazzling white light fell from the sky, and the white-robed old man was enveloped in a layer of holy white light.

"Boom!"

In the loud noise, Zhao Zilong's decisive sword had already slashed in front of the white-robed old man.

White light splashed everywhere, and the holy light was extinguished at that moment.

The body of the white-robed old man swept backwards and was slashed out, but because of the protection of that layer of holy white light, he was unharmed!