"So you did all this?"

In the void, faint words floated, Chen Xiaoming's eyes flashed with silver, and two divine lights burst out from his eyes, heading straight above the void.

"Bang, bang."

Two soft sounds, the void above slightly distorted, and a bone shield appeared, blocking the divine light, behind the bone shield, a man in a black robe appeared, and the man's body was filled with a rich death qi, and under the shroud of death qi, his appearance was obscured.

"Excuse me, someone dares to meddle in things."

The cold words seemed to come from the Nine Hells, without a trace of life, as if the speaker was a dead man.

"Whoa, whoa."

The two figures flew in front of Chen Xiaoming in an instant, and the expressions of Lu Liang and Ouyang Qian changed greatly, especially Lu Liang, who felt the breath of the people above at this moment, and he couldn't detect it.

The other party's cultivation is above himself, and he is still a monk in the infant transformation period!

"Yo, I didn't expect that there would be a monk in the Transformation Period."

The gaze of the black-robed figure swept over Lu Liang, who was a junior cultivator in the god transformation stage, and there was nothing to hide in the eyes of the other party, but at the moment he was quite playful chuckling.

"Sir" and "Sir"

Ouyang Qian and Lu Liang both said to Chen Xiaoming, waiting for Chen Xiaoming's orders.

Although the other party is strong, for Chen Xiaoming, it is nothing more than that.

The cultivation at the peak of the god transformation period is just a half-step infant change.

You don't even need to use the origin, just by cultivating, you will suppress the other party.

"Well, I'll do it."

Although he is afraid of trouble, it is rare to meet this kind of person who is not afraid of death and dares to provoke himself, Chen Xiaoming also wants to move his muscles.

From the first glance when he came to this quarantine area, Chen Xiaoming detected the existence of the black-robed figure, although the other party was hidden in the space, but for Chen Xiaoming's spatial attainments, that kind of concealment method was too low-level.

"Spread the plague to kill a city and collect the dead air, that is your purpose."

From the moment he found the other party, Chen Xiaoming guessed the other party's purpose. Especially the death of the other party is too obvious.

"Yes, you guessed it."

The words of the black-robed figure fell, but it suddenly moved, taking advantage of Chen Xiaoming's reaction time, and instantly attacked Chen Xiaoming.

The aura on the bone shield in his hand shone, and one by one the bone feathers flew out and shot at Chen Xiaoming.

The bone feather flew by, making a soft sound, Chen Xiaoming glanced at it indifferently, and with a wave of his right hand, the aura turned into a giant palm, and grabbed it towards the black-robed figure.

The space trembled slightly, and a terrifying immortal aura permeated the giant palm, and as soon as he made a move, the black-robed figure above the void was shocked.

"Win the old monster!"

The fluctuation of the aura made the black-robed figure instantly exclaim in surprise.

Seeing that Chen Xiaoming's cultivation far surpassed his own, the black-robed figure did not hesitate, and in an instant, a thick death aura erupted, and at the foot of his feet, the figure exploded and retreated into the distance.

It's just that the black-robed figure obviously underestimated Chen Xiaoming's strength, and the silver light flashed on the giant palm of the aura, and almost instantly, he came to the front of the black-robed figure, and his palms were slightly closed, as easy as catching a chicken.

The aura surged, sealing the black-robed figure, and the cultivation in the body was imprisoned, turning into a mortal.

Looking at Chen Xiaoming in horror, the black-robed figure didn't expect that he would meet the old monster, he was a half-step infant transformation stage powerhouse, and he was active in the fourth-level cultivation country, in order to avoid encountering monks above the god transformation stage.

It's a pity, after all calculations, it is still planted in the fourth-level cultivation country.

"Do you think I should use soul searching?"

Arresting the black-robed man, Chen Xiaoming stared at the other party, and the cold voice made the black-robed man feel cold all over his body, and the soul search was extremely domineering and cruel.

The black-robed man hesitated for a while, his eyes swept over Chen Xiaoming frequently, and finally seemed to have a decision.

"Hmph."

With a cold snort, Chen Xiaoming didn't continue to talk nonsense, the power of the Yuan Infant in his body mixed with the immortal qi went straight to the other party's mind, and as soon as the terrifying aura came out, the surrounding space was slightly turbulent, and the two fluctuations in people's hearts were mixed with the power of the Yuan Baby, and instantly went towards the head of the old man in black robe.

"Boom."

Directly and violently opened the other party's mind, and the information of countless men appeared in front of Chen Xiaoming's eyes, and after a while, Chen Xiaoming came back to his senses and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Necromancy?"

With a muttering in his mouth, the fourth-level sect on the Vermilion Bird Star, the strongest cultivation of the sect is only half a step of infant transformation, such a sect dares to commit such a big killing, it really makes Chen Xiaoming not know how to speak.

The world of immortal rebellion is different from other worlds, there is no merit here, and there is only strength first.

The Necronomicon Sect is a fourth-level, but it is the treasure of the Zhenzong that wants to imitate the fifth-level Soul Refining Sect, the Billion Soul Banner.

For this reason, the black-robed man, who was the elder of the sect, did not hesitate to wash a city with blood, and came to collect the grievances of the necromancers for the purpose of refining magic weapons.

"Huhuhu, sir, I'm finally catching up with you."

A figure wearing golden armor ran over, and the figure was Zhao Tianzong, who followed, but he had been blocked too many times along the way, so he came so late.

Glancing around, Zhao Tianzong noticed the abnormality of the quarantine area in the blink of an eye, all the people were lined up in an orderly manner, and many people in front of him seemed to have recovered.

"This, this is?"

It's only been a long time, and these people have actually recovered, how is this possible.

"The epidemic is gone, let's go."

Throwing the black-robed figure in his hand to Lu Liang, Chen Xiaoming stepped into the carriage and sat down quietly in the carriage.

After searching the soul of the black-robed man, Chen Xiaoming's heart at this moment is quite complicated, in the world of immortal cultivators, mortals are ants-like existences.

Don't talk about protecting yourself, once you are unlucky and meet someone like the man in black robe, the whole city will be buried together.

"Uh, sir, is that the end of it?"

He had just arrived, and the other party was leaving, and told him that the epidemic was to be eliminated, what did that mean?

Glancing at the remaining patients who were still queuing, everyone took a sip of their teacups, and then the epidemic in their bodies was cured, and their spirits recovered a lot.

For a while, Zhao Tianzong stepped forward suspiciously, and also took a drink, and the medicinal power contained in the well water instantly made Zhao Tianzong's eyes light up, a smile appeared on his face, and he breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that the lives of these people had been saved.

On the other side, Chen Xiaoming had already left, sitting in the carriage, thinking about what was in his mind.

Along the way, the previous events in Feiliu City have given him a deeper understanding of cause and effect, and the memory of the black-robed man today has also given him aura.

For a while, a faint and unique fluctuation surrounded Chen Xiaoming.