Ye Qingyun also heard the movement behind him.
Look back.
A man wearing black clothes and a hat.
It looks mysterious.
Ye Qingyun looked at the man in black robe.
The man in black robe was also staring at Ye Qingyun.
"What are you looking at?"
Ye Qingyun asked. ??
The man in black robe said nothing.
"Where are you from?"
Ye Qingyun asked again.
The man in black robe still didn't speak.
"Are you mute?"
"Black Robed Man"
Seeing that he still didn't speak, Ye Qingyun couldn't help showing sympathy.
"It turns out he is mute. No wonder he is dressed like this and dare not see people."
The man in black robe's eyes turned cold.
"I'm not mute."
Ye Qingyun was startled.
"It turns out you can talk, but you haven't spoken for a long time."
The man in black robe looked Ye Qingyun up and down and determined that Ye Qingyun was just a mortal with no cultivation, and he suddenly felt contempt in his heart.
"How dare a mere mortal be rude to me!"
The man in black robe directly took out the Soul-Lost Flag.
"Although there are already nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine mortal souls, it doesn't matter if you have one more."
The man in black robe waved the mourning flag.
Suddenly bursts of black mist poured out.
Ye Qingyun was suddenly shrouded in black mist.
"What the hell?"
Ye Qingyun suddenly couldn't see anything, and there was black mist in all directions.
There were also some strange sounds coming from the black mist.
Da Mao squatted beside Ye Qingyun without any reaction.
The dark fog quickly faded back.
The man in black robe took a closer look.
I was stunned immediately.
Why is this mortal still standing still?
Ye Qingyun also looked at the man in black robe with a strange expression.
Did this guy just let out a puff of smoke?
Was he trying to choke me to death?
The man in black robe looked at his own soul-destroying flag, and then at Ye Qingyun opposite.
He doesn't believe in evil.
Wave the soul-destroying banner again.
The black fog comes out again.
Ye Qingyun was once again enveloped.
And Da Mao.
But this time, the black mist left just as quickly as it came.
Just turning around Ye Qingyun's body, he immediately faded back into the Soul-Lost Banner.
"What?"
The man in black robe was shocked.
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How could the soul-eating fog retreat into the soul-destroying banner so quickly?
Could it be that my soul-destroying banner failed?
This is impossible!
The man in black robe didn't believe it at all.
I spent a lot of effort to make this soul-destroying banner.
He took great risks to absorb souls in the capital and raised the Soul-Lost Banner to this level.
Logically speaking, the Soul-Lost Banner should have no problem at all when dealing with just a mortal.
The soul of this mortal can be extracted in an instant.
But why couldn't he use the Soul-Lost Banner twice in a row to draw away this mortal's soul?
"I still don't believe it!"
The black-robed man's heart skipped a beat, and he waved the soul-destroying flag again.
But this time, not even the soul-eating fog came out.
The Lost Soul Banner showed no reaction at all.
The man in black robe was immediately stunned.
He kept waving the soul-destroying flag.
No matter how he waved it, the Soul-Lost Banner just didn't respond.
It seems to have completely become a dead thing.
Ye Qingyun also felt baffled when he saw the man in black robe waving the soul-destroying flag.
What is this guy doing?
Why do you keep waving the flag there?
Is there something wrong with his brain?
Ye Qingyun suddenly felt a little unlucky.
Why did such an idiot come up from my own mountain?
Ye Qingyun didn't dare to step forward. What if this guy suddenly went crazy and stabbed himself with a knife?
"Ahem, I see you are quite tired from shaking, why don't you stop for a while."
Ye Qingyun couldn't help but said.
"Shut up!"
The man in black robe shouted angrily.
Ye Qingyun had a look of disdain on his face.
never mind.
Let him be.
To be continued...