"Ah, you brute, we all treat you well in vain, and you can even be said to be obedient, and you are ...... It turned out to be ......"

"Give back my mother's life!"

"I will avenge my child!"

A large number of evil soul masters rushed towards the black-robed man, and some even flew into the sky at level seventy, and one swooped down towards the black-robed man.

It's like a few swirling streamers, with a violent sonic boom, and the breath of death fills the air!

However, what is the use of all this?

Now the evil soul masters have suffered heavy casualties, almost half of the evil soul masters have been swallowed by the blood rain that fell from the sky, and the remaining evil soul masters are more or less contaminated with a little blood, and a large amount of blood is surging in their bodies, even about to come out of their bodies.

They can't even control their own bodies, and they still want to kill the controller?

A wave of extremely strong qi directly overturned them and smashed them to the ground.

However, the black-robed man didn't seem to be interested in them, just his eyes flashed, and he continued to look around.

Tang Qianyu clenched his fists slightly, gritting his teeth tightly, he was afraid that if he didn't control it, he would go up and fight the black-robed man.

All this was originally a conspiracy of the black-robed man, what he wanted might not be just a place where the evil soul master could live, he was a madman, a madman who wanted to destroy everyone!

As long as everyone is dead, he is the ultimate winner in this conspiracy.

In other words, he is just playing a game, and everyone present is a pawn that he can control, and what he wants is total destruction.

What a horrible person!

Tang Qianyu said in his heart.

Inadvertently, he saw the side face of the black-robed man, and scabbed scars were all over his side face, like cracked earth.

Like a ghost, a tortured ghost from the eighteen layers of hell.

No wonder I heard the old man call him a ghost face, it's really a ghost face.

Tang Qianyu gasped, a sharp folding knife had been taken out of his soul guide, and in the face of a terrible enemy, he would never allow himself to be half slack.

He was engrossed, staring at the black-robed man motionlessly, the soul power in his body surging, and his cold eyes were condensed!

However, the black-robed man ignored him, he just turned around and looked at the bony and dying old man in front of him with a hideous expression.

A dark purple bottle suddenly appeared in the black-robed man's hand, it was a glass bottle, the bottle was sealed with a thick layer of wax, and a Chinese ancient dragon with a pair of dragon horns could be faintly seen around the entire bottle body.

The little dragon seemed to be swimming in the bottle, swallowing something, Tang Qianyu was too far away to see it really, only to see a faint layer of purple gas floating on the bottle body, and in an instant, the oil and wax of the small bottle dissolved.

Bit by bit of wax tears fell on the body of the bottle, like the blood and tears of the magic bottle, slamming heavily on the ground, and in an instant, the dead wood under the feet of the black-robed man was corroded and wiped out!

The black-robed man shook the bottle helplessly, and only used his soul power to gently hold the magic bottle, it seemed that he was also afraid of those melted blood-red wax droplets.

Just as he had melted all the wax from the mouth of the bottle, a cloud of green smoke suddenly floated out of the bottle.

The black-robed man's hoarse and terrifying voice sounded in the solemn atmosphere again: "Gu Mu, I didn't expect it, you will also have today, falling into the hands of my ghost face, it is not as simple as suffering from a little flesh and skin!"

"Haha, hahaha, I want you to die, I want you to die! ”

He laughed wildly, like he had been waiting for a long time.

A breeze with residual heat blew, lifting the black robes that covered his face, and a terrifying, mud-like face appeared in the air.

It can't be called a face anymore, the knife wounds are vertical and horizontal, the face is black, and there are raised blood pus on the nose and forehead.

His face can even be described as hideous.

Tang Qianyu silently pushed back two steps, not because he judged people by his appearance, but because he was really scared.

However, the black-robed man didn't care, and lifted the broken hair that fell from his cheeks behind his ears, revealing even more terrifying blood lines.

"Ah, monsters!"

"How can I have such a terrifying face, I really am, evil ......"

"It's terrible! It's not human!"

Most of the disciples of the Seven Treasure Colored Glass Sect said tremblingly, this was the first time they had seen such a "earth-shattering and crying ghost" face.

The thick blood lines were all over his cheeks, Tang Qianyu looked at his cheeks, and fell into infinite memories for a while, when he was a child, he also had magic patterns, and it was also on his cheeks, even more serious than him, magic patterns are not a good thing.

It was formed by the blockage of evil qi, but fortunately, he disappeared inexplicably from the last time he woke up from the cherry blossom forest, otherwise, he might also be regarded as a monster.

With a dumb smile, when he looked at the black-robed man again, a trace of sympathy flashed in his eyes that even he didn't know about.

"Haha, now your appearance is not important to me, what I want is you, I want you to live but not die!haha!"

"Do you know how long I've been waiting for this day? Because of you, my appearance has been ruined, but you are going to be ruined by me now!"

"Hahaha, although my strength is not as good as yours, I, Ghost Face, can still play with you in the palm of my hand!"

Before the green smoke came out completely, the black-robed man couldn't wait to say to the old man next to his feet.

A hideous face began to distort, as if he had turned into a demon from hell and was about to start harvesting the lives of others.

However, the old man at his feet did not react at all, or rather, since the black-robed man threw him on the ground, he did not react at all, as if he was dead.

However, that faint breath of life told the people around him all the time that he was still alive!

"Hehe, don't you want the Fountain of Life to restore your strength and prevent aging? Now, there is a better way to make you live forever and never grow old, hahahaha!"

"You must be willing to try!"

The black-robed man didn't mind whether the old man replied or not, he just squatted down and looked at the skinny old man silently, with a cold smile on the corner of his mouth.

The strange green smoke in the magic bottle diffused towards the old man's body little by little under his terrifying smile.

Tang Qianyu stepped forward silently, holding a folding knife, keeping twelve points of vigilance.

Although rushing forward might attract a ruthless attack from the black-robed man, he always felt that the white-clothed old man who was blocked by the black-robed man had a sense of déjà vu.

It's like, somewhere to see it.

He slowly approached, slowly revealing the true face of the old man in white.

At the moment when the black-robed man frantically crushed the magic bottle, in his eyes of death, a little gap made Tang Qianyu see the true face of the old man in white.

There is an old man with a little rickety on his back, although he is unconscious on the surface, but the left hand protecting his chest has a faint dim light flickering, which is difficult to detect without mental power detection.

His temples were gray, and he still had a fresh scratch on his face.

He only felt that the person in front of him was more and more similar to the rickety old man in his memory, more and more similar!

No, it's not like, that's him!

Tang Qianyu thought of the space soul technique used by the black-robed man with the help of his body, and he was instantly enlightened.

It was the old man who blocked his way in front of the Wuhun Hall sub-department.

Although it had been confirmed, Tang Qianyu still trembled in disbelief: "How is he!"

How could it be him!

The old man who was meticulous and wanted to touch his bones to count his age, the old man who smiled kindly in the face of Xiao Xueke's rudeness, how could he be the evil soul master in front of him.

Even if he didn't directly participate in this siege, he held Sword Douluo and stood on the side of evil!

This is also Tang Qianyu's unforgivable thing!