Chapter 1897

Liu Zhengyang raised his eyebrows.

He didn't expect that he was very tough just now. There was a kind of Desert King who would rather die than follow. He would be soft directly!

This will inevitably give him a feeling of tiger head and snake tail.

To tell the truth, Liu Zhengyang is a little disappointed. After all, he really wants to try the feeling of Daoyuan collision. What kind of state will it be!

In the past, he used to fuse with the seal of Daoyuan, and then he could directly defeat the other party with the power of Daoyuan.

But I never tried the feeling of Daoyin collision.

Huang butiao and Desert King just don't know Liu Zhengyang's idea, otherwise they will try their best to tell him that his idea is really dangerous!

After all, the mark of Daoyuan is not for fun!

In the Desert King's palace, those who survived could not believe their ears!

The Desert King, like the God of heaven, even conceded defeat?

How is that possible!

Thinking of this, those people came out with a dull look.

The Desert King frowned and looked at him. He wanted to fight, but he shook his head after thinking about it: "the northwest is your place from now on! Although I am not a hero, I also know the rules!"

Then the desert king turned and left.

How are you going to stay in this place? Face is gone!

Liu Zhengyang suddenly said, "wait!"

The Desert King is going crazy. He is also a grumpy man. He has been subdued. Does he Liu Zhengyang still have to resist?

Then he looked back fiercely: "Liu Zhengyang, don't deceive people too much!"

Liu Zhengyang ignored him, then waved his sleeves, and the whole space was isolated from exploration. Unless the strong in the source of Taoism, they could not eavesdrop on their dialogue.

The Desert King's body trembled subconsciously, but then he stopped and didn't resist Liu Zhengyang's practice.

"Black soul!"

Liu Zhengyang just spit out these two words indifferently, but the body of Mo Wang and Huang butiao was suddenly shocked.

"What are you talking about?"

"The black soul appears!"

Liu Zhengyang repeated it again, and this sentence also made the pupil of the desert king suddenly shrink, the eyes looking at Liu Zhengyang became a little complicated, and the yellow cloth strip's body began to tremble.

"Did the black soul really appear?"

"Since you have seen the power of the black soul, I don't have much to say!"

As soon as Liu Zhengyang waved, a picture appeared in mid air.

That's the scene where he saved the ancient blood king.

The black soul's unique tentacle is their best identity. The pupil of the desert king suddenly shrinks when he sees this scene.

The same is true for yellow cloth strips.

"So you want these veins to deal with the black soul?"

Huang butiao suddenly woke up, looked at Liu Zhengyang in surprise and asked.

"Yes!"

Liu Zhengyang nodded: "I now have a preliminary way to deal with the black soul, but the shortage of materials is a big problem, otherwise I won't rush to the northwest at this time!"

"Ha ha! What joke are you talking about!"

The Desert King laughed. After he restrained his smile, his eyes stared at Liu Zhengyang: "do you know what you're talking about? En? Black soul! That's a black soul! An unstoppable black soul!"

Liu Zhengyang's expression was still so indifferent, and then looked at him: "what? Are you afraid?"

"Afraid? Who can be afraid!"

The Desert King took a deep breath: "when you feel that deep despair, you will understand how terrible the black soul is!"