……

"Whew~"

Zeng Yi exhaled a breath of turbidity, the howling wind around him suddenly stopped, the smoke and dust dispersed, and with a wave of Lan Che in his hand, the blood on the sword splashed on the weeds on the side, slowly putting Lan Che into the sheath.

"Hiss~"

The tense spirit relaxed, Zeng Yi moved his body, and a hot pain in his back reached his brain, making him gasp and tremble all over.

Zeng Yi's back was severely whipped by the thorns of this soul king in the battle just now, and he was hit by the thorns full of spikes, Zeng Yi's back clothes were scratched, and the flesh and blood on his back were blurred. I didn't think there was anything when I was fighting, but when I stopped, the hot pain came from me, and it was extremely uncomfortable.

"It's good to win."

Turning around, the silver eyes had turned into pitch black and deep black, looking at the corpse of this soul king, Zeng Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, the martial soul of this soul king has no characteristics, and the soul skill has no characteristics, and Thorn's own sword can be easily cut off. If you come to a soul king with a strong defense, you may not be able to win.

But this is only the most vegetable soul king, and there is nothing to be happy about defeating him.

It's just that......

Looking at this messy land, Zeng Yi frowned.

Zeng Yi knew that he was now being targeted by an unknown force, and the next days would not be easy.

The first time I sent the Soul King, then next time, the Soul Emperor? And then the Soul Saint? And then Contra? Please, spare me, I'm just a Soul Venerable!

Thinking of this, Zeng Yi shook his head helplessly.

It didn't take long to live a comfortable life, and you had to live a wandering life, what a fucking world!

Stepping aside, he picked up the sword he had just thrown, sheathed it, and walked over to the corpses of the men.

Next, there is the most anticipated part of touching the corpse.

They are all masters of the Soul Venerable Soul Sect, and there is also a Soul King, so the net worth must be very good, right?

Zeng Yi quickly cleaned up the battlefield, and from these people, he only found some golden soul coins. But think about it, these people are just part-time workers, what good treasures can they have, and it's good to have some money on them.

However, Zeng Yi found a spatial soul guide on this soul king, which was in the shape of a ring.

The soul power is entered into this soul guide, and I feel it inside. The area of this space soul guide is not large, it is only a space of three cubic meters, and there are no spiritual treasures and elixirs in it, they are all some sundries, and there are some golden soul coins.

This situation made Zeng Yi a little disappointed. Sure enough, in the novel, what kind of powerful treasures, exercises, mysterious fragments, etc., can be obtained by picking up corpses, they are all deceptive.

Huh~, what is this?

Zeng Yi took out a token from the space soul guide, and Ding Qing looked at it, it was engraved with a very exquisite pattern, and three words were also engraved.

Wuhun Palace!

Seeing these three words, Zeng Yi's pupils couldn't help shrinking, and his heart trembled.

I'm being targeted by the Martial Spirit Palace?

I don't seem to have done anything to the Wuhun Palace, right? Why do you target yourself like this?

Zeng Yi was very confused, and then looked at the people in front of him who were hacked to death by himself.

Belch...... Now it's done.

But Zeng Yi has no choice, he can't stand and let others fight, which is not in line with his temperament.

I said that you Wuhun Hall has nothing to do to provoke me, why are you provoking me? I have no intention of being your enemy, and I must be pushed against you, so that you will be willing? Tang San alone is enough for you to bear, and you came to provoke me as a traverser, I'm afraid it's not a loss of mind!

Zeng Yi couldn't help complaining in his heart.

Then, Zeng Yi wrinkled his head and clenched, and his hand grasped the hilt of the sword at his waist again. Just now, he sensed the breath of the enemy in the wind.

Anyone else?

Alert to the surrounding situation, Zeng Yi's current situation is not very good, his soul power is almost consumed, if there is another soul king, then he will have to be planted here today.

After a while, no figure appeared, and after feeling that the breath disappeared, Zeng Yi's tense heart was also relieved.

I can't stay here anymore.

The thought flashed through his mind, and his body quickly moved in one direction, leaving this messy place.

......

"Xiaoju!"

Zeng Yi came to the place where Xiao Ju was and called softly. Then, on the boulder in front of him, the space writhed, and a fluffy and cute cat head appeared out of thin air, it was Xiao Ju.

"Meow~"

Seeing Zeng Yi, Xiao Ju shouted happily, and her body jumped towards Zeng Yi. Zeng Yi caught Xiaoju steadily and hugged her in his arms.

"I've kept you waiting." Zeng Yi touched Xiaoju's head dotingly and said softly, but his voice was a little weak.

Seeing Zeng Yi's weak breath and pale face, Xiao Ju's furry face also looked like she was anxious and worried, her head kept rubbing against Zeng Yi's chest, and she looked at him with a blank look.

"Hehe, you're worried about me, I really didn't raise you in vain." Zeng Yi couldn't help laughing.

"But ah, I haven't had a good room to live in these days, and I haven't had a good meal for you to eat." Zeng Yi looked at Xiao Ju and sighed lightly, a hint of loneliness flashed in his eyes.

"I'm sorry Xiaoju, we have to wander again."

"Meow~"

Xiao Ju jumped on Zeng Yi's shoulder, rubbed her head against Zeng Yi's cheek, stretched out her warm and soft tongue, and licked Zeng Yi's face, as if comforting Zeng Yi.

Xiao Ju's appearance made Zeng Yi laugh, touched it with his hand, and said softly: "You will always be by my side, right?" ”

"Meow~"

"With you, I won't be lonely, hahaha." Zeng Yi laughed.

"Then let's go! Start our next leg of the trip! ”

In the night, Zeng Yi's shadow was stretched long in the bright moonlight, and on the shoulder of the figure, there was a shadow squatting, like a cat shadow. Because of this cat shadow, this figure, it doesn't seem so lonely and lonely.

......

In Soto City, the main hall of the Soto Martial Spirit.

In one room, a middle-aged man sat on a delicate wooden chair, in front of a delicate desk, behind which a transparent window was more than three meters high, through which the bright moonlight sprinkled into the room and illuminated the entire room.

At the table, a black-robed man knelt on one knee, his head bowed, waiting for the middle-aged man to speak.

"What did you just say?" The middle-aged man asked lightly. Although the voice was very casual, it carried a majestic momentum, and there was a trace of anger, and that momentum made the people kneeling below tremble, and cold sweat kept coming out.

"Team...... The team was all wiped out, and they were all killed by the prodigal son...... Killed. The black-robed man replied tremblingly.

Bang~

The middle-aged man stood up suddenly, his hand slapped on the table fiercely, the table was directly smashed into pieces by a palm, the documents on the table were scattered all over the sky, the surging soul power was released invisibly, and the soul ring quietly rose from the soles of his feet, yellow, yellow, purple, purple, purple, black, black, and black, and the eight soul rings were shining brightly.

This person is an eight-ring Contra Douluo-level soul master.

The Contra-level soul power coercion directly oppressed the black-robed man to the ground, and his whole body was trembling.

"One Soul Venerable, kill three Soul Venerables, two Soul Sects, and one Soul King? Are you making me laugh? The middle-aged man snorted softly, and the black-robed man was instantly slammed against the wall by Zhen Fei, and a mouthful of blood spit out.

"Genus...... The subordinates saw it with their own eyes, and the ...... The man killed all the men by himself, without any help, and if he was deceived, his subordinates were willing to die. The black-robed man trembled and got up, knelt on the ground, his breath was weak, and said tremblingly.

"Rubbish! A bunch of rubbish! ”

The middle-aged man scolded angrily, and the black-robed man knelt on the ground, his body trembling, and he didn't dare to speak.

In the room, the paper flew, and a piece of paper fell in front of the middle-aged man's eyes, and the middle-aged man stretched out his hand and grabbed the information.

He dispersed his soul power, the soul ring disappeared, and the whole room returned to peace.

"Stand down." The middle-aged man said lightly.

"Yes." Hearing this, the black-robed man responded respectfully and hurriedly exited the room.

After a while, the middle-aged man turned his body, faced the window, looked at the bright moon outside the window, took out the document, and looked at the information written on it.

Zeng Yi, age fifteen, weapon martial soul long knife, name Lan Che, soul power level thirty-five soul venerable, soul ring configuration, Huang Zizi, exquisite swordsmanship, proficient in knife skills, has the ability to control the wind, suspected Seven Treasure Liuli Sect, a disciple of Sword Douluo.

"Fifteen years old, soul venerable level, two thousand-year soul rings, invincible at the same level, can kill the team with the soul king, or completely annihilate, it's really amazing!" The middle-aged man couldn't help but sigh.

If someone had told him before, a Soul Venerable had killed a team with the level of a Soul King, let alone a team, just killing a Soul King, he would have scoffed. But now, he had to believe it, because it was his subordinates who died.

To have such strength is definitely not something that ordinary forces can cultivate.

The Seven Treasure Colored Glass Sect, and such a demonic genius, is really hidden!

"Forget it, let's report to the higher authorities and let them deal with it!"

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