Until a voice came from behind him, "what are you looking at? You're so focused!"

The man sat upright on the master's chair, and his washed white Taoist robe was also askew. His untidy appearance was very much like those walking in the streets and alleys holding the magic stick with the sign "fortune telling and marriage".

He crossed his legs and enjoyed the fruit on the table leisurely.

And Bai Zhao, who is unsmiling, are two extreme people.

"On the other side of the western continent, there came a threat." Bai Zhao said slowly. When he said this, he didn't even change his face.

Although this threat was negligible when it spread to the east continent, it was easy to catch it.

Daomao sneered: "the whole moth of the running dogs of the God of light in the western continent is a little big this time. It seems that something extraordinary has been born."

When he finished, he immediately received the cold and fierce eyes from Bai Zhao. Dao Mao shrugged fearlessly. Although people in the eastern continent do not regard the God of light as their own faith as in the western continent, it is also sacred and inviolable. Therefore, a stone statue of the God of light will stand on the square of the holy land.

Therefore, when Dao Mao spoke wildly and disrespected the God of light, he had touched Bai Zhao's bottom line.

Daomao is used to saying whatever he wants. He has nothing to hide. He doesn't care about anyone except Bai Zhao.

Since he was a child, he saw those who kowtowed to the statue of light for three times and nine times, and a contempt arose from the bottom of his heart. In this world where the strong is respected, he only believed in his fist. What the God of light was imagined by those boring people thousands of years ago.

Therefore, he does not believe in God. As for God, he only believes that he is God!

With the zhenhun tower, so far there is nothing he is afraid of in the east continent. The only thing he pays a little attention to is the former Xuanyin crown prince Siqi, who launched crazy revenge in the east continent a few months ago.

Logically, he is just a hairy child who hasn't even grown up. Although his cultivation talent is against the sky to make people jealous, he is just a spiritual master of soul cultivation. In the past, Dao Mao couldn't even look at it more.

But there was an unexpected encounter. He ran into him who was killing in the devil's cave. His figure was as small as a chestnut in the sea years ago.

When he thought that the boy in black would be eaten by the demons and ready to enjoy the bloody feast, a strange black light burst out on him. After that, he couldn't see anything.

Because the soul tower felt the deadly threat, it automatically turned on the defense mode and took him away from the place.

What is the power that even the soul tower is afraid of? What is the origin of this strange boy?

These are like a mystery stuffed into his heart, so that he has to put away his previous contempt and pay attention to it, because their beam is not small.

He escaped four years ago. Now when he returns, he looks like a demon climbing out of the infernal hell, frantically setting off one killing after another and offering blood to the dead.

But the man disappeared later.

He disappeared just as he wanted, so he didn't pay attention to these anymore.

Bai Zhao pondered for a moment and then turned around. In his two-way calm eyes, he was so complex that Daomao couldn't understand. He said, "Siqi went to the west continent a few months ago."