Zhou Qiankun is helpless. He who was originally in need of saving in everyone's eyes has now become the only one capable of breaking the situation.
This really gave him a headache.
He also fantasized about them being able to break in so he could lie down.
Before the war started, Zhou Qiankun had another question that he was most concerned about asking the Evil Lord.
Zhou Qiankun was calm and calm, and said calmly: "Evil Lord, is the curse of my Taixuan Sect related to the evil god behind you?"
Facing the evil lord head-on, Zhou Qiankun was not in a hurry to attack, but wanted to get more information.
The evil master also knew that Zhou Qiankun was telling lies, but Zhou Qiankun was just a dead man, so he didn't care.
The Evil Lord said calmly: "Yes, the curse of your Taixuan Sect is the curse of God that comes from the arrival of the Great Evil God, and it has only one purpose, which is to devour the soul of the curse owner, in order to enhance the evil god's divine power."
Zhou Qiankun glanced at the Evil Lord in surprise and looked at his expression carefully.
After a moment, Zhou Qiankun suddenly smiled and sneered: "It seems that you are just a puppet and don't know the truth. In this case, there is no need to waste my time."
When the Evil Lord heard this, he frowned and stared at Zhou Qiankun.
He didn't expect Zhou Qiankun to say this.
Indeed, as Zhou Qiankun said, he actually knew nothing about the curse of God.
What he said just now was just his own guess.
In fact, he didn't know the evil god's purpose of collecting the souls of those who were cursed in the past.
The evil god only gave him orders in one direction, and he just obeyed.
He didn't even know much more than Zhou Qiankun about the evil god himself.
In a sense, he is just a puppet as Zhou Qiankun said.
But these words hurt the Evil Lord so deeply that the look in his eyes at Zhou Qiankun became extremely fierce.
"interesting!"
The Evil Lord looked at Zhou Qiankun carefully, as if he wanted to read something from his expression.
"I decided it would be more appropriate to break your hands and feet first before talking to you!"
The next second, the Evil Lord flashed and came to Zhou Qiankun. He stretched out his hands and grabbed Zhou Qiankun's arms.
He wanted to remove Zhou Qiankun's arms to prevent Zhou Qiankun from causing any trouble.
The evil lord's movements were as fast as thunder, and the speed exceeded the limit of the naked eye, making it impossible for people to react.
He is also quite confident that Zhou Qiankun is just a toy in his hands and can only be at his mercy.
However, he was destined to make a wrong calculation.
Just as he confidently placed his hands on Zhou Qiankun's shoulders and was about to exert force, he found that his arms could not move.
A green vine wrapped around him, binding his arms tightly.
Seeing the evil master being restrained, Zhou Qiankun sneered: "Do you really think I'm afraid of you? I was just waiting for time to recover my spiritual energy. What are you waiting for?"
The evil master looked ugly. He thought Zhou Qiankun was the fish on the chopping board, but he didn't expect it to be a tiger.
He had planned other people's lives, and now he was being planned by a man in his early twenties, which made him angry.
"The Changyang shines in the sky, the sword burns for nineteen days! The Changyang sword technique, kill!"
Zhou Qiankun was waiting for this opportunity. The sword ignited with blazing fire, as hot as the scorching sun in the sky.
The sword was swung out, and the hot sword energy was directed towards the evil lord, intending to burn his entire body.
The Evil Lord was shocked. He didn't expect Zhou Qiankun to be so powerful.
With the power of this sword, if it were hit, even the strongest person at the top of the Divine Palace would be severely disabled.
His arms were tightly bound by the ivy and he could not break free. He could only watch the sword energy approaching.
The Evil Lord was extremely anxious, and he knew he had to get out of this predicament as soon as possible.
The evil power in his body exploded instantly, trying to shake Ivy away.
However, the ivy is extremely tough and no matter how hard the evil master tries, he cannot tear it apart.
When Zhou Qiankun saw the evil master's struggle, a sneer appeared on his lips.
He knew that the evil master had been trapped by him, and it was time to kill the evil master.
The sword energy was getting closer and closer, and the evil master felt the threat of death.
"Black Mist!"
The evil lord suddenly opened his mouth and spat out a stream of black mist. The black mist quickly spread and shrouded the entire space in darkness.
Zhou Qiankun's sword energy was blocked by the black mist, and he could no longer move forward.
This is one of the Evil Lord's special skills, the Black Mist, which is a secret technique given to him by the Evil God.
Not only does the black mist have strong defensive power, it is even more powerful in that it can corrode monks and turn them into puppets of the evil lord.
After the black mist blocked the sword energy, it began to attack Qingmu Teng.
This black mist has extremely strong corrosive power, and it actually spreads towards Zhou Qiankun's spiritual platform through the green wood vine, intending to control Zhou Qiankun.
Seeing this, Zhou Qiankun only had time to curse the evil lord secretly, and then immediately separated the green wood vines that were wrapping around the evil lord.
Immediately, he mobilized the power of the avenue to expel the strange black mist from his body.
The Evil Lord took the opportunity to distance himself and looked at the green wood vine next to Zhou Qiankun with some fear.
"Okay, okay, Zhou Qiankun, I didn't expect you to still have the strength to resist, but I have underestimated you!"
After suffering a loss, the evil master became wary.
The look he looked at Zhou Qiankun became more and more dangerous.
Zhou Qiankun glanced at the crystal ball. The thirteen ghost kings were as motionless as wooden figures.
He suddenly realized and sneered: "No wonder you are stalling for time with me. It turns out that you can't do two things at once. If you fight with me, you won't be able to control the thirteen ghost kings."
It turns out that the Thirteen Ghost Kings Formation requires the evil master to separate his soul to control it. In the end, the thirteen ghost kings are just marionettes, and the string that controls the puppets lies with the evil master.
Zhou Qiankun suddenly lost his worries.
As long as he restrains the Evil Lord here and prevents him from controlling the Thirteen Ghost Kings, people outside will not be in danger.
And when he kills the evil lord, the Thirteen Ghost Kings Formation will be destroyed.
Seeing that Zhou Qiankun had seen through the truth of the Thirteen Ghost Kings Formation, the Evil Lord suddenly became furious.
He snorted coldly and said: "So what? Now that those people outside are seriously injured, you don't think they can still come to save you, do you?"
Zhou Qiankun sneered: "Of course I don't need them to save you, because I can destroy you by myself."
The Evil Lord has gloomy eyes, hiding in the black mist, constantly circling around the universe, looking for places where he is unprepared, and preparing to launch a surprise attack.
Zhou Qiankun's sword blow just now made him understand that Zhou Qiankun was not weak, and if he was careless, he would surely capsize in the gutter.
While looking for Zhou Qiankun's broken formation, the Evil Lord said disdainfully: "Haha, Zhou Qiankun, even with your cultivation at the peak of the Lingtai, you want to kill me. You are really arrogant, and those who are arrogant can only die."
After saying that, the Evil Lord suddenly launched an attack, waving his hand, the black mist formed a spiral on Zhou Qiankun's right, like a drill heading towards Zhou Qiankun.
The attack of this black mist was extremely terrifying. Even though he was wearing fairy clothes, Zhou Qiankun felt a sting on his skin.
