Magic City, Nanhui.

In the middle of the night, the beach is deserted, except for the sound of the waves echoing in your ears and the dim lights in the distance.

The bright moon hung high in the sky, sprinkling a layer of bright moonlight on the dark sea.

A black dot suddenly appeared on the distant surface of the sea, and gradually rushed towards the beach at a rapid speed.

When I looked closely, I realized that it was a small boat.

It was not very easy to wear, only enough for two or three people, and it did not have any motors, motors or propellers, and it was the most ordinary wooden boat.

There was a young man standing on the boat, about twenty-four or five years old, carrying a black backpack in his hand, thin but straight, with a handsome face, but his eyes were cold, and his whole body exuded an aura that no one should enter.

He stood with the oars in both hands, constantly paddling through the water.

Although the movement seems unhurried, the speed of the boat is fast, breaking the waves on the surface of the sea, and in an instant it is already close to the shore.

"Whoosh!"

When the boat was still more than ten meters away from the shore, he saw the young man on the boat jump, his figure crossed a parabola in mid-air, and landed directly and steadily on the beach.

He slung his backpack over his shoulder, glanced around with a grim gaze, and then walked towards the side of the road.

Just then, he heard a voice coming from the darkness behind him.

"It's finally here, I've been waiting for you for a long time. ”

"Who?"

The young man reacted instantly, almost subconsciously moving a few meters to the side, and then turned his head to look at the place where the voice came from.

"It's a good response, but unfortunately, if I hadn't spoken, you wouldn't have been able to detect my presence. ”

The voice came again, and I saw a black-robed figure like a bamboo pole gradually emerge from the darkness.

The young man's eyes were slightly cold, and he said coldly, "Who are you?"

"It doesn't matter. ”

The man's face was also covered under the black robe, but his hoarse voice revealed a kind of gloomy depression, and he said slowly: "The important thing is ...... Who are you?"

"Playing tricks! Since you are waiting for me here, it seems that you have bad intentions. ”

The young man didn't seem to want to talk to him more, and before he could finish speaking, his figure flashed, and he rushed towards the man.

At the same time, I saw that his right hand was wiped behind his waist, and he pulled out a short knife that flashed with a cold and cold light.

When the wrist was flipped, the spiritual power fluctuated on the blade, and then slashed in the air, bringing up a majestic momentum.

"Tang Ling, who is said to be the strongest newcomer in the Spirit Hunting Realm in the past three years, now seems to be really good, and he is almost reaching the level of spirit and body unity. ”

There was a hint of satisfaction in the voice of the black robe, but the figure quickly retreated, and said lightly: "But my remnant soul only has the strength of the resentful spirit level, and it can't stop your sword." ”

As he spoke, the black-robed figure had turned into a cloud of mist, and instantly flew back more than ten meters.

Tang Ling's knife missed, leaving a deep mark on the beach, and the sand and gravel scattered in all directions, obscuring his vision.

But he didn't pause or hesitate in his movements, snorted softly again, and continued to chase after the black robe.

"Huh!"

A white light emerged from the blade and flew towards the black-robed figure in the air.

The powerful spiritual power actually caused the resonance of the waves, and with a single slash, the waves surged, and the momentum was amazing.

"It's very murderous, not bad. ”

In the face of such a powerful sword, the voice of the black robe was still light, and he seemed more and more satisfied with Tang Ling, and immediately smiled lightly: "The previous ones were not very good, so I had to let the Spirit Devouring Demon devour them, which can be regarded as a contribution, but what about you...... I'm qualified to be a host. ”

As he spoke, the black-robed figure changed again.

The powerful sword light actually passed through the middle of his body, but it didn't affect him in the slightest.

"What host?"

Tang Ling's face was grim, and he asked in a cold voice, "Who are you?!"

"Hehehe......"

The black robe sneered gloomily, and then raised his hands, slightly shocked.

A blood-red figure suddenly split out of his body, and suddenly, an absolutely evil and powerful aura appeared in the air, making Tang Ling's face suddenly solemn.

The red figure flew in mid-air, condensed in an instant, and then slowly landed.

I saw that it was about 1.8 meters tall, but it was standing on the ground with its long arms and touching the ground directly.

It seemed to have no skin, only blood red under the mountain, its eyes were closed, and its body exuded an evil and terrifying aura.

And his countenance ...... It was the Caesar who had been destroyed by Yu Shu and Huang Fei Lake before!

The black robe smiled hoarsely: "This is the Soul Devouring Demon, and it is about to become your host, giving you more powerful power to live in symbiosis with you." ”

"Ridiculous!"

Tang Ling's eyes were cold, and he said coldly: "What the hell, I'll chop it into pieces!"

"Ho ho ho ho ......"

A strange sound suddenly came from the throat of the blood-red spirit.

I saw that its closed eyes suddenly opened, as if a ray of bloody essence flashed through the pupils.

In the next second, the Soul Devouring Demon suddenly rushed towards Tang Ling, and its speed was so fast that it left a blood-red afterimage in the dark night.

Tang Ling's eyes froze, and he quickly retreated, and at the same time raised his knife across his chest.

"Bang!"

The Soul Devouring Demon slapped its claw on the blade, making a muffled sound.

Tang Ling only felt a huge and incomparably powerful surge coming, and his body couldn't help but retreat again.

However, the Spirit Devouring Demon didn't seem to be affected in the slightest, and after roaring, he stepped forward again, claws grabbing Tang Ling's head.

"Damn!"

Tang Ling's eyes flashed with anger, and after stopping the retreat, he didn't retreat but advanced, and the long knife in his hand instantly swung out, leaving a white crack in the air, and slashing directly at the arm of the Spirit Devouring Demon.

There was a clashing sound of gold and iron.

Even so, the Soul Eater's arm was left with a deep wound.

But no blood flowed out, but wisps of black smoke rose up.

"Roar!"

The Soul Eater roared in rage, stretched out its tongue as long as a snake letter, and licked twice on the wound on its arm, its eyes flickering with scarlet color, with an aura of violence and madness.

Immediately after, I saw that its figure disappeared in an instant, and its speed was even faster than just now.

Tang Ling's eyes were sharp, the long knife in his hand flipped over, and he stabbed behind him with his backhand without hesitation.

The form of the Soul Eater had just appeared, as if it had slammed into the knife edge.

But its eyes were still scarlet and tyrannical, and without the slightest hesitation, it continued to rush forward.

What the?

Tang Ling was slightly surprised, but since the other party was looking for death, he would never be soft.

Spiritual power rippled from the blade, glowing with a white sheen.

But at this moment, Tang Ling's body did stiffen suddenly, and his movements paused slightly.

Oops!

Looking out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the black robe had approached him at some point, and a faint ghostly aura fluctuated from his body, although it was not strong, it was enough to affect Tang Ling for a moment.

And at this moment, Tang Ling had already been placed in a place of no return.

"Roar!"

The Soul Devouring Demon dodged the tip of the knife and let out an excited roar, and actually pounced directly on Tang Ling, his limbs instantly wrapped around him like a snake, and at the same time drilled into Tang Ling's mouth.

"Hmm!"

It's just that in the blink of an eye, the situation has reached this point.

Tang Ling's eyes showed panic and panic, but his limbs were entangled, and he didn't have time to stop it for a while.

The speed of the Spirit Devouring Demon was very fast, and in an instant, it had completely penetrated into Tang Ling's mouth.

The black robe slowly retreated, looking at Tang Ling quietly.

"You...... What did you do to me?!"

Tang Ling couldn't help but gasp and looked at the black robe with horror on his face.

But at this moment, he only felt a sharp pain hit him from the depths of his mind, which made him involuntarily let out a painful roar: "Ahh

Tang Ling fell to his knees, as if he was suffering the most extreme torture of this time, as if there were thousands of needles piercing in his mind, causing his face to begin to distort, and his eyes were bloodshot and bloodshot.

Because of the pain, the spiritual power in his body began to erupt like a volcano, raging in the surrounding air.

"Ah......h

A roar of pain echoed across the sand in the middle of the night.

The black robe stood quietly in place and watched this scene, nodding slightly.

I don't know how long it took.

Tang Ling, who fell to the ground and screamed in pain, slowly regained his composure, and the spiritual power of the riot gradually calmed down.

I saw him stand up slowly, although his face had not changed, but his temperament had an indescribable evil meaning compared with just now.

The scarlet color flashed in the depths of his eyes, and he saw a smile on his face, bowed slightly to the black robe, and said softly respectfully, "Master." ”

"Hmm. ”

The black robe nodded with satisfaction, then turned around and left, saying, "Let's go, the rookie competition is about to start, and you still have to compete." ”

"Yes!"

Tang Ling bowed down again, followed behind the black robe, and slowly disappeared into the darkness.