Mountain Temple, the outermost meditation room.

Blood dripped from the tip of the army's thorns, and the slaughterer did not have the slightest mercy or hesitation, and the four-person team washed the meditation room with blood without receiving a response to the first "greeting".

"Report to the sir! It's a strange situation, it seems to have fallen for evil magic. One of them sent the news through the communicator on his helmet.

This team of one hundred and eight people was formed by the elite of the Zhou family, of which thirty-six people formed the "green class" for the elite of the elite, while the remaining seventy-two people formed the "purple class" and the "red class" under the control of the "green class" and were responsible for it.

"What kind of evil art?" The other end of the communicator was connected to the "Qing Ban" still in the sky led by Zhou Zhong.

At any time, the lives of the members of the "Green Class" are higher than others, especially now when the ancestors of the Zhou family are protected by the "Green Class".

They have no problem placing themselves outside of danger, and the elites below are nothing more than cannon fodder for pathfinding.

"Report to the sir, the people in the temple we saw are unconscious, even if they are stabbed, they are still unconscious!" the cannon fodder brother below described the situation very conscientiously, but before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by an old voice.

"Eater?"

As soon as the white-haired and white-bearded old man heard this, he guessed the following situation, and he deserved to be surnamed Zhuge again.

'Soul Eater', as the name suggests, is a technique performed by the evil demon to feed on the soul of a person, and the person who is tricked will lose his soul and become a "body that can only breathe". Their souls have long since become the stomach of the demons.

"Isn't it tricky?" the ancestor of the Zhou family said disdainfully, "Order! Kill everyone in the temple! Let him 'eat the spirit' again!"

This is indeed a more 'humane' solution, after all, once they are finished by the 'soul eater' and become rotten meat that can only breathe, it is better to give them a relief directly.

"Yes!"

The sound of a sharp weapon piercing into flesh came from the communicator, and it did not give the other two old men a chance to analyze other possibilities.

"Brother Heart Flame ......" The bald old man seemed to have a lot of connections with Buddhism, and at this time he said, "Do you have to increase your karma?"

"Have you forgotten about the thousand-year-old snake demon last time?!" At this time, the name of the ancestor of the Zhou family was known to Zhou Zhong for the first time, Zhou Xinyan, Zhou Yan's younger brother, and the actual ruler of the Zhou family after Zhou Yan's death.

The bald old man who mentioned the thousand-year-old snake demon suddenly disappeared, and there was a trace of fear in his eyes, and he muttered for a long time: "Maybe you are right......"

"I'd rather kill the wrong one than let it go!" Zhou Xinyan's tone was firm, and his voice was transmitted by the communicator in the helicopter to the ears of everyone below, and their response was a neat and uniform sharp weapon into the body.

"Poof!"

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"Hmm!!"

Lin Ming, who was still flying towards the mountain temple, was a fierce spirit in mid-air, and it actually stopped suddenly, and the highest speed and stillness were alternated in an instant!

Lin Ming did not take the initiative to stop, but in the moment just now, no less than fifty of his sacrifices died. The lives of more than fifty sacrifices gathered together and turned into a strong spiritual force and fed back to Lin Ming, and Lin Ming and the spiritual power that came back were like two trains moving in the opposite direction, "Woo" crashed together......

Fortunately, the spiritual power is intangible and substantial, and this impact did not cause any abnormalities to his body except that it made Lin Ming a little dizzy.

"What's going on?"

After about three seconds, Lin Ming survived the initial dizziness, and he steadied himself in the air, lowering his altitude a little for safety.

He had already roughly guessed what was going on.

The large-scale death of the sacrifice just now is definitely man-made, and I'm afraid that the mountain temple is already bleeding a river by now.

"It's not a small courage to destroy my first test site...... Lin Ming's heart sank, and after a slight pause in mid-air, he flew up again, this time he threw his telekinesis out like no money to increase his flight speed.

It's just the weight of more than fifty people, and it's still an incomplete weight (if you die accidentally, you won't sacrifice all your soul to Lin Ming, but you will lose a part, and Lin Ming will only get the part that is lost in the dream) It made Lin Ming almost fall from the sky, if all the people in the mountain temple died all of a sudden......

No, you don't have to die all at once......

Lin Ming's technique actually has a loophole that he just discovered - endurance!

It is true that Lin Ming can absorb the soul sacrifices of ten people at a time, but if it exceeds a certain amount, it will be as uncomfortable as eating too much, with indigestion at least and sudden death at worst. (Hold on...... And the power change obtained in this way is too late to refine and purify, it is just shoddy street goods. If Lin Ming had accumulated such power, the purity of his spiritual power would have been ruined.

The worst thing is that he can't refuse those "foods" yet, as long as the spiritual power is fed back, even if he hides in Mo Ye's body, he will still be forced to sign for it.

It's a handy technique, but its weakest bit is hidden under its strongest, and it's so easy to break it.

Zhou Xinyan would never have imagined that he almost killed the spellcaster directly just to prevent the "Demon Outer Dao" from using the "unconscious" body as a puppet to manipulate the means.

Lin Ming should also be glad, glad that Zhou Xinyan just sent cannon fodder to clear the field without a bottom in his heart, otherwise it would not be impossible for the entire mountain temple to be gone.

The cannon fodder is still harvesting the lives of the sacrifices that have fallen into the dream, Lin Ming has to frantically convert his spiritual power into mental power to offset the replenishment speed of mental power, he can withstand at most twice his spiritual power, and if he has more, he will "explode".

At that time, his sub-personality will definitely not even be left with ashes......

"Damn! I can't locate it at all without perception!" Lin Ming scolded secretly, he was too far away from the "crime scene", and the range of his spiritual power was really small compared to Mo Ye's perception, this distance he could only watch the sacrifices turn into spiritual power transmission to his body, but he couldn't do anything at all.

All he could do now was speed up, speed up again!

His current flight speed was close to the speed of sound without any concern for the cost of telekinesis, and if he hadn't kept his shield open, this body would have fallen apart long ago.