Among the twenty soul kings, there were also several soul kings of wandering cultivators who wanted to retreat. They came to find a bargain, not to die. This was a big move that killed nearly 100,000 people.

Is this something that ordinary soul emperors can do?

Even though they were timid, under the general's instructions, the soldiers rushed up with weapons.

After absorbing those souls in the air, Shiraro felt that his own speed of improvement was very fast.

This pleasure of increasing strength made him a little addicted.

For the people below, not only do they feel that there are not many, but they even hope that there will be more.

Shiraro controlled the magic circle under his feet and flew quickly towards the army.

"Shoot!" With the sound of drums, the archer shot out the arrows in his hand.

Countless arrows were as dark as locusts.

Above these arrows, streak force is also added to increase attack power.

Shira's eyes occupied by smoke could not see any fluctuations.

Pushing forward with both hands, the blue magic circle took shape instantly, and the strong wind whistled up, forming a wind wall, blocking all arrows.

"You have no chance." As soon as the words finished, all the soldiers in the soul realm died, and their souls were swallowed up by Shirako.

The next moment, Bai Lang looked at the high platform in the distance.

With murderous eyes, these soul kings all took half a step back.

Several of the wandering soul kings were not waiting, and they left with flowers.

"I remember that there is something else at home, so I won't bother you anymore!"

"My wife has a baby, I'll go back first!"

"My wife has given birth to her, too!"

"I...I...I want to go back and make children with my wife!"

………

The only one who did not move was the officials of the court.

It’s not that they don’t want to escape, but that they can’t afford the price.

Faced with deserters, Bai Languo directly eliminated his nationality and became a slave without a surname.

Even family members suffer the same crimes.

Faced with such punishment, Bai Lan Kingdom basically only had soldiers who died in battle and no deserters.

So much so that he was extremely fierce during the battle, and he had the idea of ​​dying if he couldn't win.

"Damn it!"

"Let's go there too, and we all do our best!"

"Anyway, I can't escape! Fight to the death!"

At this moment, Shiraro's horror not only did not let these people fight, but instead he was full of fighting spirit and blocked his life.

The Soul King, who was holding the bear's head, roared angrily, tore off his shirt and took out his weapon, the iron sword.

"I'll make a move! Don't ask me to retreat! Roar!" With a roar, he leaped towards Bai Lang with a knife.

"The struggle of the ant!" Bai Lang looked disdainful. He raised his right hand and the green light formed a soul hand, which directly smacked all the soul patterns on his body except the soul pattern of the Soul King.

"Ah...!" A scream was heard, and the Bear-Head Soul King felt that his soul was severely damaged in an instant, and he began to become confused.

"Damn it! Old Bear!" Another soul king also jumped towards Bailang. Because he knew he would die, he even burned his soul pattern and launched an attack in the form of self-harm.

"One more." A joke appeared from Bailang's mouth, because of the mixed voices of men and women, it sounded particularly strange.

Bai Lang clenched his fist in his left hand and rushed towards the flying person.

The red mist around the body formed a big hand with knotted muscles, and it was unstoppable to slap the person on the ground like a fly.

"puff!"

"Everything is up, don't hesitate!" Among the remaining soul kings, a long bow appeared in the hands of the Ming Soul King, burning soul patterns, forming an arrow on his right hand.

A bird-shaped soul beast condensed behind him and made a crisp sound towards the sky.

"Soul Chasing!"

The arrows in his hand that had been accumulating strength flew towards Shiraro's face.

As soon as he crushed the soul of the Bear Soul King swallowed it up, Bailang felt a threat, the feeling of being unable to escape.

"Interesting." The earth-type magic array appeared as the thought moved.

Ten large stone walls rose up from the ground, all blocking the arrows.

Arrows penetrated the five stone walls one after another, and eventually turned into starry light and disappeared.

"It's your best!" Bai Lang curled his lips and looked at the man holding a longbow in the distance.

At this time, seven or eight figures suddenly appeared around Bailang, each holding weapons in his hands, accumulating strength to exert his maximum power pattern skills.

"The mountain collapse!"

"Sky Slash!"

………

"It's all ants!" Bai Lang smiled contemptuously.

Red mist appeared all over his body, and a huge Asura phantom enveloped Bailang, under Bailang's operation.

Asura swung his six arms fiercely one after another, directly hitting the full-strength attacks of many soul kings.

When the energy exploded, it can only be said that Bai Lang was still arrogant. Although he knocked all the soul kings away, Asura's six arms were blown to pieces.

But this is not a problem. If you consume more spiritual power in your body, you will immediately recover as before.

At this time, three more arrows were shot from afar, and they were the three soul kings who were good at attacking far.

Unfortunately, it was directly blocked by the shadow of the shield turned into by the red mist.

"Thief! Death!"

At this time, a soul king who was knocked away jumped up from Bailang's back again, trying to take the opportunity to attack.

Bai Lang didn't turn his head back, stretched his left hand back, and Asura grabbed him directly in his palm with a big hand, and slapped him hard on the ground with Bai Lang's movements.

As if he was confused, Shiraro punched him a few times.

Until a large pit more than five meters deep appeared on the ground, the Soul King was directly beaten into flesh mud, and his soul was crushed and swallowed by Bai Lang.

"What a monster... How could I, Bai Lan Kingdom, be enemies of him?" Seeing the death of my companions beside me, a soul king on the ground smiled bitterly.

But he slowly got up.

"No matter why! You are the enemy of Bai Lan Kingdom! Even if you die, what's the harm in serving the country!" After saying that, all the soul patterns on your body burned and merged into his body.

The momentum that was far beyond the present was bursting out, and it was infinitely close to the Soul Emperor. This was the ultimate move of the pattern master, integrating all his soul patterns into his soul, and then a huge explosion occurred due to the conflict between the souls.

It's equivalent to self-destruction skill.

Bai Lang felt something, and he turned around and met his eyes that looked at him as if he was ready to die.

"You're burning, what should I eat?" Bai Lang controlled a Shura's big hand, and black smoke condensed in the palm of his palm, and directly used A Suluo's pattern technique to restrain the soul.

Under the tattooing technique, the man's soul that was about to explode was pulled out of his body, but Xi was not completely refused.

It exploded in mid-air, shattering the entire phantom of Asura of Bailang, and even Bailang slid back dozens of meters.

The soul self-destruction is that there is no chance to become a night soul beast, let alone reincarnation.

Seeing that this move was useful, other soul kings also let go directly.
Chapter completed!