"Why do you always recall such bloody skills?"

Hearing the word soul searching, Mo Xiaoyou instinctively pouted in disgust: What skills does this guy recall?

Luan fire - roast people, Luan wings - fan people, divide the soul, search for the soul - destroy people!

What should I do if I am inexplicably tired? Online and more! It's urgent!

"Hehehehehe......" a low and gloomy whisper came from the place of the dead, "Soul search? In front of me, you want to search for souls? As if he had heard some incredible joke, his white face looked particularly eerie in the turquoise firelight, and his tone was particularly sharp:

"You two, a martial artist, a perennial cripple, want to search for my soul?"

As soon as Mo Xiaoyou's eyes flickered, Kong Lingyu's figure had already appeared in front of Wu Xian.

He pointed his right hand into a sword and pointed at the center of his eyebrows, and a stream of pure demonic power turned into a large net and penetrated from the center of his eyebrows, directly netting the part of his brain that controls his memory.

The moment he communicated his memories without any obstacles, Wuxian grew his eyes in disbelief: "You actually ......", and he lost consciousness completely.

The memory of the bloody killing of souls made Kong Lingyu's brows furrow, after he awakened this demon skill, it was the first time he used it, and he was not skilled in the business, so he had to endure the infusion and baptism of all the bloody memories of the first twenty years of Wuwu, and finally when he was about to endure the unbearable direct killing, the transaction between Zhang Sibo and Wuxian was finally read by him:

"You help me kill both of them, and I'll give you ten top-level ghosts." Zhang Sibo's face was unclear in the gloom.

"All I need is the souls of the two of them." Wu Yan was full of excitement, he had wanted a powerful soul like Kong Lingyu to make a puppet for a long time, but his strength had not been able to break through Yao Simo's defense, so he could only think about it.

"No! It's still useful for me to keep the souls of both of them! Zhang Sibo rejected the proposal.

"Heh, you're just reluctant to Yao Simo, forget it, I'll take a step back, as long as Kong Lingyu's soul is a puppet." He snorted coldly, but he bit Kong Lingyu's soul tightly.

“…… All right. ”

"I'm curious, why do you have to put them to death, don't you say that you are good brothers who grew up together?"

Originally, the transaction should have reached this position, but Wu Xian suddenly became curious, and he collected a lot of souls, and he liked to listen to the stories of these brothers and friends.

"No death, too much curiosity, death will be ...... quickly"

The conversation between the two came to an abrupt end, Kong Lingyu suddenly had a splitting headache, and he didn't know when the sudden chirping of the Luan bird from the outside kept hitting his eardrums, making his spirit extremely unstable.

"Hahaha...... Forehead......" The heartless laughter was ended by the pain of lack of oxygen, and he clutched his bleeding neck and opened his eyes wide, but everything fell into darkness.

In a hurry, Mo Xiaoyou, who ended her lifeless life with a scimitar, didn't look at him, she hurriedly held Kong Lingyu, who had fallen into a coma, in her arms, and ran down quickly in a direction, she couldn't see anything clearly in the dark, so she could only rely on her intuition to move forward.

"Why did you start your third awakening at this time?!" Mo Xiaoyou's face was full of anxiety, and she complained in her mouth, but she also knew that the reason for Kong Lingyu's memory awakening was the coercion of the Luan Bird that suddenly appeared in this space.

Just now, in the distance behind them, a scorching coercion suddenly appeared, and this coercion appeared extremely suddenly and violently, as if with extreme unwillingness and anger.

Don't......