Chapter 45: Soul Scattered

"You're damned." The soul consciousness of the overlord was divided into two, and one of them rushed towards the old city lord with murderous aura.

Seeing this, the black-clothed Taoist stood in front of the old city lord, flipped his wrist and took an extra puppet doll in his hand, controlling the puppet doll to fly towards the soul consciousness of the overlord.

Baxia suffered a loss from the black-clothed Taoist, and instinctively retreated.

Qin Yutian suddenly appeared and stepped on the puppet doll with one foot.

The black-clothed Taoist twisted his eyebrows, he was the most good at confusing people's minds, and there were few people in the world who could solve his illusions on his own, and he couldn't help but look at Qin Yutian in surprise.

And Qin Yutian's eyebrows bloomed with a black fire lotus, and his pupils, which were as black as the night, turned red, and his smile was evil, just like before.

"Who the hell are you?" The black-clothed Taoist questioned, this son has half of the blood of the Protoss Phoenix on his body, which is why he invited her to return to the city together, but now this evil spirit, what is going on.

"Little Lingshan Daoren." Qin Yutian raised his eyebrows and asked, "What about you, who are you, or rather, you are not human." ”

The black-clothed Taoist pondered for a long time and said, "I was a cultivator in evil arts before I was born, and when I practiced evil arts, I went mad and fell into evil spirits. ”

"You're really not human." Qin Yutian touched his chin and wondered: "It's just that the evil spirit obeys people's orders, mostly to coax and seize their bodies, but you listen to orders for a hundred years, it's so strange." ”

The black-clothed Taoist looked a little uncomfortable.

Qin Yutian flashed and said, "You shouldn't have been taken away from the body, you have to obey the orders." ”

"How so." The black-clothed Taoist laughed dryly.

And while the two of them were talking, a spell hit the old city lord.

The old city lord took out a magic weapon from his sleeve to resist, the magic weapon was a silver mirror, after the silver mirror devoured the Baxia method, the mirror lit up with white light, and at the same time, a formation appeared under the feet of the Baxia.

The tyrant wanted to escape, but his feet seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and he couldn't leave a single step.

At this moment, a person put on the back of the overlord, and a familiar voice sounded in the ears of the overlord: "Don't be afraid. A bony hand covered the hand of the tyrant and placed a golden pill into it.

"Ji Wenming." The tyrant muttered softly and turned his head sharply.

Ji Wenming smiled and said, "It's good that you're still alive, remember what you promised me." ”

The white light in the formation was magnificent, and it devoured Xi Wen's soul sense.

The tyrant stretched out his hand and grabbed only a fragment of his soul, why is this person always like this, easily sacrificing his life for others.

Baxia suddenly returned, one day a hundred years ago.

The tyrant suddenly got tired of it, and Long Yuan's endless cultivation sneaked into the human world to play.

I heard that the water near the city was good and the fish were abundant, so I went there.

He arrived at WaterCity full of anticipation, and what he saw.

In the fishing market in the city, fish, shrimp and crabs are piled up, and less than half of them are sold, and the races that are not sold have lost their original vitality because they have left the waters on which they depend, and they are dug and buried at will.

It was nothing short of a massacre of his race.

Under the anger of the tyrant, he forcibly occupied the waters of the city in the water city and forbade people to catch the tribes in the water to eat or sell them for money.

The people on this side live on water, and not allowing people to fish is equivalent to cutting off people's livelihood, and the hegemonic behavior has been strongly opposed.

Dominate the control of the heavens and the earth, either the rainstorm does not stop, or the river floods, and gradually no one dares to say no, and his murderous reputation spreads far and wide.

At the same time, some demons who coveted his dragon pill were ready to move.