The revelry went on for several hours, and everyone was already hoarse, their eyes were red, and they were panting, like warriors who had just returned from a bloody battle.

And Taiyue also returned at this time, holding the head of the black panther in his hand, and his hands were covered with blood, like an executioner who had just been executed.

Throwing the head of the black panther to the ground, Taiyue said lightly: "There was a wave of clouds on the road, and it was delayed a little. The tone was casual, like an ant had just been trampled to death.

When everyone saw the head of the black panther, it was like an enemy seeing each other, and their eyes were red. They rushed up and kicked the panther's head around as a ball, gritting their teeth and cursing as they kicked hard.

Until I don't know who kicked it, I directly kicked the head that was about to fall apart, and the liquid in the brain splattered around. At this moment, the crowd cheered, as if a great victory had been achieved.

Furukawa felt that it was almost time to get back to the point, and immediately walked to the high platform again, coughing heavily, as if he was about to give orders.

Everyone instantly fell silent, and their eyes turned to Furukawa with a look of longing.

"Let me introduce myself first, my name is Furukawa. I don't know much about the Soul Eater, and I'd like you to give me a little more about it. Furukawa said.

As soon as these words came out, everyone scrambled to raise their hands, hoping to contribute more.

Furukawa chose the old man with the highest strength before.

The old man said loudly: "Gu Gongzi, the old man is not talented, but he knows a lot about this kind of thing, and let the old man come for you one by one." ”

Furukawa bowed slightly.

"The Soul Devouring Layer Master is a peak powerhouse in the Master Realm, I don't know her name, but I know that she is known as Hua Linluo to the outside world, and she is said to be a hot woman. Although she is a woman, she is ruthless and femme fatale. When the old man said this, a slight light flashed in his eyes, as if he was afraid of the mention of Hua Linluo.

Furukawa nodded slightly, it turned out that Hua Linluo was just her title, not her real name. But no matter how brutal she is, she is now just a pile of ashes.

"And the entire Soul Devouring Realm, eighty percent of the land is under the rule of the cannibals, and it is divided into four large lands, the smallest of which is independent and independent, which is Hua Linluo's dormitory. The remaining three were each guarded by three generals, and each large piece of land was divided into four small lands, each of which belonged to a slave owner, as in the case of the Chu River. ”

"The three generals?"

"The three generals are the three strongest under Hua Linluo, known as the three generals of wind, fire and forest, and the territory under their jurisdiction is also the wind, fire, and woodland. All three are above the division realm, and they can be said to be our strongest enemies. The old man looked jealous. It seems that these three people are indeed very strong.

"By the way, this senior, according to what you say, there are only sixteen or seventeen people in the huge cannibal group?" Although Furukawa is their savior, and they respect Furukawa very much, Furukawa is not arrogant at all, and his words are also very polite.

Furukawa knows that saying a kind word is just a matter of mouth, but it can have a great effect, and the top priority is not to fight for whose credit is greater, but to study how to overthrow the cannibals in one fell swoop, this is a war that is either you die or I live, and there can be no mistakes.

After such a long period of tempering, Furukawa has matured a lot.

"That's not it," the old man smiled and shook his head slightly: "But the cannibal clan itself is not strong in the first place, most of the clansmen are just up and down the realm, and many of them don't even have the realm of the people, if they didn't control the soul seal, they would have been eliminated by the law of survival of the fittest in heaven and earth." At this point, everyone bowed their heads, looking very melancholy.

Yes, survival of the fittest, but heaven and earth don't care what you rely on or why you are inferior, they will only look at the results. If the cannibals control the Soul Seal, then they are superior, and the rest of the people and spirit beasts are suppressed by the Soul Seal, which is inferior.

Cruelty and ruthlessness, the way of the emperor.

Seeing that the crowd suddenly fell into a slump, Furukawa smiled slightly: "Don't be sad, since I intend to start a riot, I have my own way to solve your problems, and you are the main force in this operation." ”

When everyone heard this, they all raised their heads, and many people's eyes danced with doubts, but most of them believed it. There was no reason for it, just because Furukawa saved them.

If a person works a miracle, then why can't he perform the next miracle.

"Next, please line up, and I will lift the seal of the Soul Seal for everyone in turn. ”

When everyone heard this, they formed a long queue in front of Furukawa without anyone organizing it. In fact, there are not many people who have regained their souls, only about fifteen people, most of them are about the first and second orders of the Realm of the People, and the old man with the highest strength is only the eighth order of the Realm of the Realm.

Every time he passed in front of Furukawa, Furukawa pricked his spirit pattern with a silver needle, but after a breath, the unsealed spirit pattern began to writhe, like a small insect that had been sleeping for a long time stretched its waist.

Uncontrolled, the spirit pattern light was greatly vibrating, and the person's spirit beast broke out of the air, although because the master had been missing the soul for so long, its spirit beast was also weak and lacked nutrition, but the main beast reunited, and its joy diluted everything.

The jackal-like spirit beast pounced on the master's body at once, constantly twisting its body on the master's body, sticking out its tongue and licking the master's face, saliva splashing, looking happy, and its tail wagging happily.

The master expressed his emotions with a lot of subtlety, just hugged the spirit beast tightly, his eyes were closed, the corners of his mouth twitched, as if he would cry at any time, and he moaned and choked and said: "Gu Gongzi, thank you." ”

Furukawa smiled faintly and replied half-jokingly: "It's okay, you go to the side and have fun first, there are still people behind." ”

The man smiled and stepped aside. The tear-stained smile touched people.

When everyone in the team saw this scene, their eyes became hot, and Gu Gongzi really created a miracle again, and there were even some cheers.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the entire team had lifted the seal, and each found a corner, staying alone with their spirit beasts, or hugging and crying, confiding in each other, or cheering and jumping together, sharing a good mood.

I tried to use this short period of time to make up for all the companionship I had lost over the years.

The old man also gently stroked the white fox in his arms, with a look of affection, and the white fox also squinted slightly, enjoying the old man's touch very much. I think they are friends who have been with each other for many years, and in this world, the relationship between people and contracted spirit animals can sometimes even outweigh family affection.

Furukawa walked towards the old man: "Senior, there was an old man before, in order to let me escape successfully, he sacrificed his life to save him, I think you must know him." ”

When the old man saw Gu Chuan coming, he stopped what he was doing, and looked respectful: "Gu Gongzi, I know the old man you said, after he saved you, he was injured by Chu He and imprisoned. At the mention of the plague, the old man's body shook silently, and it seemed that the plague had become famous.

"So, the old man is not dead yet?" Furukawa couldn't help but be a little happy and puzzled, as long as the old man didn't die, he would have a chance to save him, for example, with the life force of the raccoon seal, how to say that he also fell into the tiger's mouth because of himself. What is puzzled is that with Chu He's urine nature, how can he not kill him quickly, I am afraid that it is in line with his character to kill him directly on the spot.

The old man smiled bitterly, with a sad face: "I'm afraid that the old man is also bent on death, but how can it be so simple, being caught by a demon, death can only be a luxury." ”

"What do you mean by that?" Furukawa's face changed.

"The prison is divided into 12 criminal laws, each more perverted than the other. If he didn't let the old man go through all the criminal laws, Chu He would not give up. In order to allow the old man to experience these twelve criminal laws alive, Chu He even fed the old man with his own vitality and reluctantly blocked him in front of the gate of hell. ”

"I'll it, this beast is not as good as a dog, senior, you quickly take me to the prison, you want to see people in life, and you want to see corpses in death!" Furukawa was furious in an instant, his hands clenched into fists, and his teeth were about to rattle, which made people feel cold.

The white fox in the old man's arms was also startled by Furukawa's sudden increase in volume, and hurriedly drilled into the old man's arms, and the two small eyeballs under the white hair looked Furukawa up and down, as if trying to understand why this delicate boy suddenly lost his temper.

"Gu Gongzi, come with me. The old man also knew that time was pressing, so he hurriedly took Furukawa and ran in the direction of the prison.

From a long distance, you can see the hideous appearance of the prison. From a distance, the barbs around the Plague protrude like the head of a demon.

The entire prison was shrouded in extremely oppressive darkness, but this was not the darkness of the environment around the plague, but the most intuitive feeling in the hearts of everyone who saw the plague for the first time.

The image of the plague was like a dark fog, firmly entangled in the hearts of Furukawa and the old man, and Furukawa's face became even more gloomy.

Furukawa was anxious at this time, and hurriedly hurried over with the old man.

When they got closer, the scene they saw made Furukawa and the two of them feel like they were struck by lightning, and their tongues couldn't get off the bridge.

The walls of the Hell are the most ordinary walls, but the "ornaments" hanging on the walls are horrible and bloody, with human heads, broken teeth, stumps, and bits and pieces of flesh hanging on them, the blood on which has dried up, and the traces like fetal marks silently tell the story of the torture that the master experienced in his life.

It's a hodgepodge of severed limbs and rotten meat.

"Let's get in quickly. Furukawa, who was about to vomit because of the smell of decay, hurriedly beckoned the old man and entered through the iron gate together.

"Ahh Several beast roars came from behind Furukawa, with a warning meaning.

Turning around, several humanoid skeletons were standing behind them, with teeth and claws, and because they had no skin, they didn't know what their expressions were, but their movements and postures looked like the gatekeepers of the Plague, warning the intruders to retreat quickly.

"It turned out to be a few uncivilized watchdogs, it's really noisy. Furukawa was anxiously going in to see how the old man was doing, and he didn't have time to deal with them at all, so he directly called Taiyue to smash them.

Several little minions who had not reached the realm were vulnerable in front of Tai Yue, and were directly smashed into pieces with a palm.

The hall was empty, except for a few flickering candles that added light to the dark prison, and the candles in the darkness were like the devil's eyes.

"When Jufeng created the prison, he made a rule that only if one person was tortured to death, the second person would be allowed to enter, and the most miserable part of the person after death would be hung on the wall outside, so there was always only one person here. The old man explained.

Furukawa didn't hear the old man's words at all, and at this time he was looking straight ahead in a daze, as if he was stunned.

Ahead there was a huge pillar that reached the top of the prison, and a figure was tied to the pillar, its body twisted in a very unnatural way, like a puppet forcibly dismantled.

There were scattered fingernails and a few pieces of flesh and skin scattered on the ground, and many horrific torture instruments were neatly stacked aside.

The figure had its head bowed, its dirty, messy hair covering his face, making it impossible to tell whether it was happy or sad.

Furukawa felt the faint sound of the wind whistling in his ears, as if it were the cry of a soul from the deepest part of hell.