Hearing what Li Xiuzhu said, Qian Wangsun subconsciously said: "Twisting the mind of mortals? Zhou Bai probably won't do this. His ability to bless this clothes is just to help us distinguish whether those who have activated the bloodline of demons are cannibals, right?"

Li Xiuzhu nodded: "This thing can indeed be used to distinguish whether you cannibalism. I will ask several enlightened people to use him to eliminate the cannibalism in the church."

"But even so, some facts cannot be changed." Li Xiuzhu analyzed calmly: "First, Zhou Bai has the ability to twist his mind, do you know this?"

Qian Wangsun nodded. Although Zhou Bai had never talked about similar topics to them, he had fought with Zhou Bai so many times, not only the opponent's Heavenly Court, but the Heavenly Demon tried to analyze Zhou Bai's abilities, and the Fantian Sect also summarized Zhou Bai's abilities.

All kinds of distorting the mind, manipulating people's hearts, and even creating various distortion phenomena, these abilities can be said to have become a sign of Zhou Bai.

But Qian Wangsun still said: "I know Zhou Bai. Although he has this ability, he will not control his own people, and it is even more impossible to squeeze mortals. Most of the time, he only uses it during battles."

"I don't think so." Li Xiuzhu said: "As far as I know, Zhou Bai used his distorted ability to accumulate wealth during his school days, right? Many teachers and students were influenced by his ability, and finally gave him their elixirs, magic weapons, and points."

Qian Wangsun was slightly suffocated when he heard this, and then he remembered that Zhou Bai seemed to have borrowed points from many people when he was in the Taoist school.

At that time, he was just a simple child. He thought that Zhou Bai was charming, handsome, and nice, so he was so open-minded and wanted to learn from Zhou Bai.

But now when I think about it... this is probably a kind of power that distorts people's hearts.

Li Xiuzhu continued: "When he was in Xiyue City, he had deceived a large number of immortal gods and killed Yan Shan of the Plague Tribe and his father Yan Zhenjun. In the end, it also caused a distorted incident, which should have been used to distort the power of distorting people's hearts."

Qian Wangsun's heart sank. How could he not know about this? He even participated in this matter and went to cheat with Zhou Bai.

Li Xiuzhu looked at Qian Wangsun: "Have you ever thought that Zhou Bai might have started to use this power to make profits for himself, and even his relationship with you might be..."

Qian Wangsun immediately shook his head and denied: "We have a life-long friendship. He may indeed distort people's hearts, but they are all directed towards the enemies at that time."

Seeing Qian Wangsun's face change, Li Xiuzhu didn't say anything anymore, but just sighed softly: "Humans can change. All immortals and gods... They are not born or immortals, but after step by step, they have become ordinary and ranked in the immortal class."

"They were ordinary mortals at the beginning, but as long as their power continues to be stronger and their lifespan continues to be extended, they will eventually gradually become separated from mortals. In order to maintain their status and strength, their interests will one day conflict with the interests of mortals."

Li Xiuzhu sighed again: "Strength and time will corrupt people's hearts. This is why I hope to overthrow the heavenly court and rule the mortals."

As he said that, he looked at his clenched fists, and countless pictures seemed to flash through his eyes. It was the memories and history that Yinglong saw from generation to generation.

"The more I see the past, the more I understand the history of mankind... I understand that the Heavenly Court must be overthrown."

“Because humans do not need Gods above all.”

Li Xiuzhu looked at the silent Qian Wangsun, with a hint of cruelty in her eyes: "If Zhou Bai wants to become a god, then I will kill him at all costs."

Qian Wangsun insisted: "I believe Zhou Bai won't do this."

"But according to my intelligence network, this time he not only distorted the minds of the church members and drove them away. Zhou Bai also gathered a large number of mortals in Donghua City and pulled them into a sect called Shi Cult."

Li Xiuzhu said with a serious expression: "After sneaking into this sect, several intelligence personnel were distorted, separated from the Fentian Sect, and completely devoted themselves to the First Sect."

"All signs indicate that Zhou Bai has begun to control the thoughts of mortals on a large scale. Even the immortals and gods will not do such things that break the bottom line. This is already the act of an evil god."

Qian Wangsun was surprised and said, "Is there such a thing? Will there be any misunderstandings?"

"If you don't believe it, then go and have a look." Li Xiuzhu thought to herself, "I can accompany you to Donghuacheng to see with your own eyes."

...

In Donghua City, the original abandoned factory has been transformed into a hall by Xuannv.

At this moment, hundreds of people stood together in the hall, looking forward with admiration and admiration.

In front of them, there was a huge black statue, which was like Zhou Bai covering the black mud. In the hearts of everyone, this was the Yuanshi Tianzun who gave the fruit of immortality and saved them from twisting and madness.

Xuannv stood in front of the statue, with a pair of blood-colored wings behind her, her blood dancing, her eyes closed and she began to whisper.

"Twisting is destroying my sanity."

Then the blood-colored ring of green light flashed behind her, and a distorted force radiated towards everyone present.

"The distortion is rolling my internal organs."

As Xuannv's whisper echoed in the hall, as a wave of distorted force radiated to the ascension of the church members, strong restlessness and madness arose from their hearts.

Feeling this change, they whispered devoutly: "Lying down...Lying down..."

The whispers of hundreds of people surrounded the air, accompanied by one person lying on the ground, and a quiet and peaceful appearance appeared on their faces, and a strange atmosphere spread.

"The earth is always stuck to my back."

“My hands and feet are flexible and curved.”

And when the church members lying on the ground began to crawl around the statues, the strange atmosphere became stronger and stronger.

The next moment, dense black mucus began to seep out from the surrounding walls, and the mucus continued to drip and turned into pieces of black mud and gathered at the scene.

But seeing the appearance of the black mud, the people lying on the scene showed fanatic expressions, their whispers became faster and faster, and their voices became louder and louder.

"I lie down and run, I lie down and dance."

I saw that the black statue seemed to come alive, and countless black mud drilled out of the statue, turned into a black human form, and then looked at everyone present.

Immediately afterwards, two-thirds of the people present felt that something dirty, evil, and gloomy in their bodies was pulled away. It was pollution, or it could be called the power of distortion.
Chapter completed!