"That's it, Master. They have already moved into the restaurant. The leader is a Soul Emperor. There are a total of twenty-six people in the team. It is not ruled out that there are soul masters hiding in the dark, but they will not reach the Contra level at the highest. You can

Don't worry and carry out the mission." Bibi Dong sat at the table, carefully reading the mission report brought back by Hals and the intelligence sent by the informant. Hals behind him bowed and replied.

"Well, I'd like to hear your opinion. How do you think I should arrange my plans and actions?" Bibi Dong took a cup of tea to her lips and took a sip. She concealed her nervousness in a serious manner.

"My opinion!" Hals was stunned for a moment, his face under the hood stiffened slightly, and after thinking for a moment, Hals replied in a matter-of-fact tone, "Just get rid of them all."

Bibi Dong rubbed her forehead, she and this "monster" were completely in two worlds.

"Forget it, forget it, you should go to bed early. I will disguise myself tomorrow night and go directly to the restaurant, and I will attack you directly."

Bibi Dong's face was filled with a confident smile, and she clenched her fist fiercely, all without saying a word.

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Yang Xingwei is a soul emperor who belongs to the royal family of the Tiandou Empire. With the trust of His Majesty the Emperor, he is responsible for escorting the soul bones. Therefore, although he appears very arrogant on the outside, it is just a disguise. He still takes it very seriously.

of.

Of course, he felt that there would be no unscrupulous people to attack the powerful Soul Emperor like him, not to mention that there was a Soul Saint enshrined by the empire secretly following him.

After this mission, I will definitely get a lot of rewards, and then I will go home and get married to the beautiful lady in the village...

Just as I was thinking about it, I suddenly heard a rustling sound in my ears.

"Who!" Yang Xingwei stood up warily, staring closely at the window.

"Unexpectedly, it seems that everyone has been deceived by you." A pleasant female voice sounded, and a woman with a beautiful figure wearing a slim-fitting night gown stood in the room at some point.

"Female?" Yang Xingwei raised his eyebrows slightly, and the corners of his mouth curved with a hint of disdain.

"Why, you look down on women?" Bibi Dong's almond-shaped eyes widened, a trace of anger rising in her heart, "Stop talking nonsense and watch your moves."

As he spoke, Bibi Dong was possessed by the martial soul. A layer of purple-black carapace covered his pretty face. He wore an armor covered with spikes and thorns that looked majestic. Behind him were five perfectly matching soul rings of yellow, purple, purple and black.

Floating behind you.

Yang Xingwei was a little shocked, and then his eyes were fiery. This perfect soul king is a seed-level figure no matter which force he is in. If he kills her now...

With such a thought, Yang Xingwei's eyes became fiery, and he let out a loud shout and released his martial spirit.

"Dire bear, possessed!"

Yang Xingwei's body became visibly stronger, and at the same time, many yellow hairs sprouted from the body surface, and six white, white, yellow, yellow, and purple soul rings floated up, which were slightly shabby compared to Bibi Dong.

Glancing at the embarrassing ratio behind him, Yang Xingwei's eyes turned cold, "Damn it, I hate so-called geniuses like you the most. They just usurp our resources."

"Ha" Bibi Dong twisted her mouth in disdain and said nothing. Her fourth soul ring flashed, and a layer of harder and darker thorn armor covered her right leg. She twisted around and raised her foot with a powerful and heavy sweep.

Tang kicked Yang Xingwei's chest with his leg.

A trace of disdain flashed in Yang Xingwei's eyes. The Dire Bear Martial Soul is considered to be the top power holder among the beast martial arts. How could a mere Soul King want to compete with him? Yang Xingwei raised his arms casually and blocked the attack from Bibi.

Eastern attack.

Just as he was thinking about it, he saw a figure flying out of the window like a meteor and hitting the ground with a bang.

"Pooh"

Yang Xingwei's eyes were gloomy, he spat out the blood in his mouth, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, roared, his one, two, and three soul rings were opened directly, his yellow hair turned into iron gray, and then turned into silver, and his sharp claws also glowed with metal.

luster.

With a roar, only a huge crater was left on the ground, and Yang Xingwei rushed straight towards Bibi Dong.

Bibi Dong was not timid at all, and started beating each other back and forth.

Gradually, Bibi Dong became more and more courageous in the battle, but Yang Xingwei, as the Soul Emperor, gradually showed signs of decline.

Feeling that his body was gradually becoming sluggish and weak, Yang Xingwei's face was finally filled with fear. He raised his head and shouted to someone who knew where.

"Sir, help me."

"Are there reinforcements?" Bibi Dong looked solemn and observed the surroundings vigilantly.

"Hmph," a strange voice that was neither yin nor yang sounded, "Trash, go back and go find the elders to receive your punishment."

Yang Xingwei gritted his teeth, but still lowered his head and answered respectfully.

"As for you, little doll." A tall, white-faced, thin old man with orchid fingers emerged from the darkness, his eyes sweeping over Bibi Dong's body with fiery eyes, "You should be a good toy, right?"

Ten knives appeared between the old man's fingers, and seven yellow, yellow, purple, purple, and black soul rings behind him were beating up and down.

Bibi Dong's face looked a little ugly, but before she could say anything, she heard an angry shout with a hint of crazy excitement in the purple shadow.

"It's you, damn old thing!"

Hals walked out slowly and heavily carrying a lantern. The green mist around him flickered in and out unsteadily. His eyes that had always been shining green in the past suddenly flashed with a strange red light.

The old man's hair stood on end, and the person in front of him actually gave him a sense of crisis. He calmly clenched the knife in his hand, and his mouth still said words that were neither negative nor positive:

"Oh, what are you again?"

Hals's cold and hoarse voice sounded, even more weird than the old man's.

"Ah, don't you recognize me? It's too, too, too much."

For the first time, Hals took off his hood in front of others, and his strange, half-covered, half-white disgusting yet handsome face, half covered with scars, and half white, and the flower mark on his neck were revealed to everyone.

Looking at Hals's face, Bibi Dong frowned, for no other reason than that it was too weird and disgusting.

The old man looked at the familiar face and the flower mark in front of him, frowned and thought for a long time, and then he cracked his mouth and smiled:

"Oh, who is it, my dear pet son?"

"You deserve to die, you deserve to die, you deserve to die..." Hals seemed to have fallen into madness. He covered his face with his hands, leaving only two gaps between his fingers to reveal his eyes. A huge momentum boomed from behind Hals.

And rise.

The old man stopped smiling, and stared at Hals who was in a state of madness with a heavy face. The soul ring behind him flashed, the dagger in his hand turned red, and the high temperature emitted caused the surrounding air to distort.

Hals's left hand seemed to be hanging down weakly, but he accurately pinched the lantern at his left waist. He exerted force with his left hand and crushed the lantern with a red sound.

The sky is getting darker. Different from the darkness of the original night, the darkness now is a darkness that strangely absorbs all light sources, including the gleam of light in everyone's heart.

Countless streaks of green mist sprang out from the remains of the lantern, flying around wailing, crying, and screaming.

Hals raised his head suddenly, his eyes that had turned red were waiting for the old man in front of him.

"Kill him, kill him"

Hals roared.

"Food, food, eat him, yahoo~" All kinds of weird cries came from the mouths of the flying souls. The souls pushed each other and stepped on each other and rushed towards the old man, with endless desire flashing in their eyes.

The old man's face was very ugly, his soul ring flickered behind him, and countless knives flew out, tearing apart one soul after another, but the torn souls immediately turned into a few green lights, and were caught by the subsequent souls.

Swallow.

The waves emitted by the soul that had eaten the broken soul became more powerful, and they continued to pounce on the old man one after another.

The old man's face had become indescribable. It was an expression that was mixed with anger, fear, and murderous intent.

Finally, the seventh soul ring flashed behind the old man, and a white-faced puppet appeared where the old man had been. Its limbs and fingers were made of knives. His sixth soul ring flashed, and the puppet spun crazily.

Standing up, countless knives scattered out like a rainstorm, tearing apart a large number of souls.

However, the number of souls is so great that even at a glance, one cannot see the edge.

The old man's spinning speed gradually slowed down, and his physical strength was no longer enough.

The old man's expression turned frightened. He scanned the surroundings with fear. Suddenly his eyes lit up and he saw Bibi Dong not far away, who was staring blankly at Hals showing off his power. His face lit up, and then he exerted force on his feet, trying to

Run towards Bibi Dong.

Perhaps Bibi Dong's status is really high in Hals's heart, and even if he falls into madness, he still subconsciously protects her.

Seeing the old man rushing towards Bibi Dong, he subconsciously raised his hand, and behind him appeared six perfectly matched soul rings of yellow, purple, purple, black and black. The fourth and sixth soul rings randomly flashed, and a strange whisper filled the room.

In the old man's mind, three translucent tentacles seemed to grow out of the void, slapping hard on the old man's body.

The old man groaned and staggered to a stop. The moment the tentacle fell, a mouthful of blood spurted out, but it was unclear whether his face became paler.

Hals raised his hand and flicked it, and a hook seemed to have traveled through space. In the blink of an eye, it appeared behind the old man and penetrated the old man's body fiercely.

"Ahhhhh"

The shrill screams did not arouse Hals's sympathy at all, or in other words, he had no sympathy.

Hals used his right hand to pull himself towards the old man.

Flying in front of him, Hals raised his left hand to hold down the old man's skull. The second soul ring behind him flashed, and a wave of waves passed through him. He held the lock hook in his right hand and pulled hard, and a deep green soul was pulled from the old man's body.

come out.

The fifth soul ring behind Hals flashed, and the death sentence was activated!

In the eyes of outsiders, Hals and the old man did not move much, or it could be said that time remained at this moment, but in fact, the souls of Hals and the old man had appeared in a strange space, and the old man's soul was captured.

The ground around the cross was covered in black and red blood.

Hals looked at the old man's soul in front of him, and his soul body became even more insane. He waved his hand casually, and many knives, soldering irons and other torture tools appeared in front of the old man.

Hals raised his index finger to his mouth, smiled crazily at the old man, "Shhh"
To be continued...