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Just when the issue of the mysterious master was being discussed intensely online.

The faces of the crowd at the scene were quite unsightly.

To the current them.

It didn't matter how powerful the mysterious master was.

The most important thing was that God's remnant soul was actually this terrifying.

A remnant soul possessed such might.

"Mr. Ying, Black Dragon, are you confident?"

Seeing the serious faces of the Black Dragon and Ying Zheng, the Taoist Cheng at the side also felt a little worried.

The two of them were the pillars of the entire government.

The government could not lack the two of them.

However, the two of them did not seem to have the leisure to deal with him.

He stared at the old man within the mist.

"What, a mere disciple of that bastard dares to look at this old man in such a manner!"

As if he could feel the gazes of the two, the old man suddenly became somewhat irritable.

Back then, it was sealed by that God. Now, even this divine disciple actually dared to look at him in such a manner!

This couldn't help but raise a fire in his heart.

Although he had no memories of the past, the old man himself was clear that divine might was not to be violated!

"You juniors do not have the qualifications to look at this old man in such a manner!"

A red arm stretched out from the mist with a furious roar.

His arm came in the shape of a palm as it struck out. Even the entire sky had turned blood-red!

It was as if the old man's anger had dyed the entire sky red!

"An insignificant skill!"

The Black Dragon merely let out a soft snort when it saw the approaching palm.

As he took a step forward, his aura explosively increased as an illusory image of a dragon coiled around his body.

After which, his fist blasted out, without the slightest bit of gaudiness.

The black shadow of the fist suddenly grew larger in his hand.

In but an instant, it was comparable to that blood-red palm.

Amidst the shocked gazes of the crowd.

An illusory black fist shadow collided with the blood-red palm in the air.

"Boom!"

The moment the two came into contact, the entire space began to ripple. Following that, an earth-shattering spiritual energy storm exploded, resounding through the sky like a thunderclap!

At the same time as this terrifying energy exploded, a black storm that was mixed with blood suddenly swept out.

Under the protection of the golden fog, the civilians were not directly harmed.

However, the shockingly powerful aftershocks still blew the surrounding crowd out of their wits.

Due to the explosion of the storm, even the color of the sky was greatly diminished.

They could feel the undulations from the mana that they were unable to reach.

The crowd was in a state of shock.

"This is the true strength of the God?!"

"This is only a remnant soul. How could a remnant soul cause such a terrifying reaction?"

"If this God is our original body, I'm afraid we're dead for sure."

"It's fine. Don't you see that the Black Dragon has tied with him?"

"Yes, the Black Dragon is fine."

After all, the Black Dragon was able to block his attack so casually. It was likely, no, I hope that this deity would not be that strong …

As the tempest faded away, the old man in the mist also appeared.

However, the expression on his face was one of disbelief, as if a human had seen a ghost.

Even though it was just a casual strike. But that was not an attack that humans could block.

He didn't expect that it would be casually blocked by someone.

Moreover, in that black gust of wind from his fist, he could sense a familiar scent.

"You are not human!"

Upon hearing the shocked voice of the elder, many people nearly burst into laughter.

How the hell did you see that the Black Dragon was human? Although he didn't have a tail, he had horns on his head.

Does the horn on the black head look like an ornament?

After the old man carefully observed for a while, he unexpectedly let out a cry.

"So that's how it is. A dragon, you are a dragon!"

Only now did the elder understand. The Black Dragon was not a name.

It was that person's true form; the enormous black dragon.

However, as a member of the dragon race, this person's aura was too low.

As a result, he had been completely ignored.

"So that's the case. This old one has underestimated that disciple of mine." But, so what if a dragon with this kind of strength can block this old one's next move?! "

Just as the old man finished speaking, the surrounding blood-red fog suddenly began to tremble.

Traces of light flashed in the old man's eyes, and the mist itself became a lot denser.

At this moment, from within the thick fog, a series of miserable shrieks could be heard. Accompanied by a miserable scream and a slow chewing sound, a strange sound reverberated across the entire sky.

At this moment, everyone's expression became ugly.

Although they didn't understand what had happened, the sound was like someone eating up flesh and blood.

Thinking of what could have happened in the blood mist, the crowd couldn't help but feel a chill run down their spines.

To be able to do such an inhumane thing, this old man must be the Evil God without a doubt!

Under this scene, even Ying Zheng's face changed.

However, it was not because of the strange sound, but because of the familiar technique.

"This is the Soul Devouring technique, Taoist Cheng. Everyone is to not move or think recklessly."

Hearing the sudden order, Taoist Cheng was also startled, but seeing Ying Zheng's serious face.

He could not help but straighten up and reply loudly.

"Yes sir!"

Ying Zheng immediately recognized the old man's technique.

The Soul Devouring Technique was a secret technique which had been passed down since the ancient times.

In order to seal off this evil technique, Ying Zheng had done something that was passed down through the generations.

Legend has it that Ying Zheng had once killed every single person who saw the meteorite, but in reality, it was to seal off the evil technique that was recorded on the meteorite!

The Soul Devouring Technique was a sinister secret technique. Even when compared to the cultivation method of a cauldron furnace, it was not inferior.

Even though the cultivation method of the cauldron was sinister and ruthless, it did not hurt to take away the cultivation and mana of others. However, this Soul Devouring Technique was different. In order to perfectly obtain the opponent's cultivation and mana, this technique focused on directly devouring the opponent's flesh and blood, and devouring the soul.

Not only was it extremely cruel, it was also during times of need. Once a cultivator devoured a certain amount of their soul, not only would they be able to temporarily raise their magic power, they would also be able to use a secret technique of the next level.

"Nine Ghost Spell."

They looked at each other.

Ying Zheng and the Black Dragon's faces both turned solemn.

This old thing's methods were truly beyond their expectations. Those who cultivated this secret technique were definitely the Evil Gods.

Moreover, the terrifying aspect of this secret technique was likely to be revealed in the next moment.

Under the fearful gazes of the masses.

The chewing sound finally stopped. That fog even carried some bloody scent.

As the old man felt the Fa Li flowing into his body, a smile appeared on his dark face.

Don't even mention a mere Black Dragon with a weak aura.

At this moment, even the real Gu Long was probably unable to do anything to him.

"The two of you seem to understand the difference in strength. If you are willing to submit to this old man, this old man will spare your lives."

A voice that sounded like ridicule resounded in the sky of the entire Beigang.