Looking at the barbecue that the horse-faced soul emperor carefully handed him to him.

Ling Yun was not polite at all, and he directly bit the barbecue in one bite.

The fierce god grazes his teeth at the Horse-faced Soul Emperor, warning this guy not to act rashly.

The Horse-faced Soul Emperor tried his best to show his own kind smile, and quickly took a few steps back to show that he had no malice.

Ling Yun smelled the aroma of barbecue. He hadn't eaten cooked food for a long time and missed this smell very much and swallowed it voraciously.

Just now, he stared at the horse-faced man with every move. This guy probably didn't have the chance to put drugs or poisons on the barbecue.

He was very relieved to finish the barbecue. After he finished eating, Ling Yun slowly got up from the ground with a ferocious smile on his face.

The Horse-faced Soul Emperor looked at Ling Yun's hideous tiger face, shivered unconsciously, and retreated behind him.

For some reason, he was very panicked.

"Little little tiger, you, don't do anything randomly. I tell you, I won't be afraid of you. I am a level 64 soul emperor, I am very strong..."

The Horse-faced Soul Emperor immediately released his martial soul, which was a weapon-like soul that looked like a long sword.

The best soul ring configuration of yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black and black shows his excellence.

However, Ling Yun did not take the warning of the Horse Face Soul Emperor seriously, but instead accelerated the speed.

With just one blow, the horse-faced soul emperor felt his throat being cut open and blood spilled out of his throat.

Ling Yun did not show mercy because the other party was a human, nor did he feel merciful because the other party gave it a piece of barbecue.

In this world, soft-hearted people have no chance of survival.

Ling Yun did not leave immediately after killing the Ma-faced Soul Emperor.

Instead, he picked up a burning torch with his mouth and lit all the tents in the Martial Spirit Hall.

Finally, Ling Yun dragged the body of the Horse-faced Soul Emperor into a burning tent, making the flames even more intense.

After doing all this, Ling Yun left with satisfaction.

The demon-subduing Douluo, who was looking for Ling Yun, was getting more and more strange as he chased him.

Why, with his strength, after chasing for so long, he still couldn't catch up with the three-tailed Netherworld Tiger?

Logically speaking, the three-tailed Netherworld Tiger is just a 70,000-year-old soul beast. Even if he can run away, he will not be faster than the titled Douluo.

Not only was he confused, but Panlong Douluo and Qianjun Douluo who were searching in the other directions were also puzzled.

They were now a little suspicious whether those guys who were watching hadn't seen the three-tailed Netherworld Tiger at all.

It was just a lie they made up, which made them wake up in the early morning and couldn't even sleep.

Thinking of this, Qianjun Douluo, Panlong Douluo and others had a hint of dissatisfaction flashed in their eyes.

I planned to tie all the four vigil guys to the tree and beat them up before I got back to the camp.

He actually dared to tell lies with his eyes open and arranged the existence of these titled Douluo-level people. He was simply an old birthday boy who was impatient to live.

"Hmph!" Qianjun Douluo snorted coldly, and suddenly heard a soul saint shouting.

"Hey, why is the sky so red there? No, it seems that the location is on fire."

Qianjun Douluo quickly looked in the sound and saw the sky in the distance being reddishly reflected by the burning flames on the ground.

His face changed, and he remembered that the location was where their team set up the tent.

It was actually on fire there. Could it be that the Soul Emperor who stayed there did it?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but get angry. Didn't he just scold that guy?

This bastard was so unconscious that he burned the entire camp after they left the camp.

"Sir, how dare you do this? When I return to the camp, I will take your dog's head!"

He instantly activated his martial soul and ran towards the camp...

At the same time, the rest of the people also saw the camp's fires soaring into the sky.

Panlong Douluo and Demon-Surrendering Douluo had anger in their eyes. Not long after they left, someone set fire to the old nest.

If they were asked to find who burned their camp, they would definitely tear him away!

Six or seven minutes later.

Three titled Douluo and more than 40 powerful men from the Soul Hall returned to the camp and found that the tents in the entire camp were trapped in a sea of ​​fire.

Moreover, most of the tents have been burned beyond recognition. Even if the fire can be extinguished in an instant, it is impossible to continue to be used to stay in people.

The three titled Douluo bit their teeth so loudly that they clattered, and Qianjun Douluo even squeezed out eight words from his mouth.

"Hong Xuan! Get out of here!"

His hysterical roar was not responded.

Apart from the crackling sound of flames, the whole audience was silent.

"Hong Xuan! I didn't hear it, I won't come out again, I'll kill you alive!"

Qianjun Douluo suppressed the anger that was about to burst out in his heart and roared again.

It was another brief silence that someone replied.

"Sir, Hong Xuan's body was found in a tent and was burned beyond recognition, but it is certain that he did not commit suicide.

His throat was cut by sharp claws, and his thoughts were miserable. It was very likely that the three-tailed Netherworld Tiger Blade returned and took revenge on him."

Qianjun Douluo clenched his fists when he heard this. So many of them ran out to chase after him, but they still failed to catch up with the three-tailed Netherworld Tiger.

That's all, but a beast was even taken to the nest.

If this incident was passed back to the temple, it would probably take less than two days.

The three titled Douluo cannot catch only 70,000-year-old beasts, and the news that they are still being fooled will spread throughout the main city of the Wuhun Hall.

By that time, the reputation of the three titled Douluo would probably be ruined like this.

"Bastard, it's so hateful! A mere little beast dares to play tricks on me! Wait for me!

If I catch you, even if I dare not kill you due to the orders of the young master, I will have to pull you off with a tiger hair!"

The Demon-Surrendering Douluo punched the big tree next to him, which was thicker than his waist.

This big tree, which was thicker than his waist, was broken by his punch and fell to the ground.

Ling Yun, who had already escaped from a distance, heard the roar and curled his lips disdainfully.

Setting fire to the camp was just the first step for him to anger these titled Douluo.

He had to continue to anger them so that these powerful people in the Spirit Hall could completely lose their minds.

When these powerful people in the Spirit Hall are no longer rational and become his puppets, they can be used to force those powerful soul beasts to join the beast alliance.

However, this operation is quite troublesome, and Ling Yun needs to be patient and destroy the rationality of these powerful people in the Spirit Hall step by step.

Ling Yun showed an evil smile on his face and murmured to himself.
Chapter completed!