Although it makes me feel bad to kill these people. But I knew it was inevitable. Although the soul bar is a place where people eat people and don't spit out bones, it also gives many people hope.

That's right, life in exchange for money, a life out of trouble. It does make a lot of people happy. The masked man is right, now everyone is generally not rich and can't afford to buy a house.

But you only need to pay a year of life, then you can buy a house. Live a happy life. This in itself is a great temptation.

But in reality, there are always only a few who actually get out of the way. Most people splurge when they first try to trade their life for money. And how much can a million afford to squander?

So it won't be long. They're going to be back at the Soul Bar. And this time, they're still going to change money. Just after a few times in a row. They will have little to live for.

When the time comes, not only will they not relent, but they will also gamble wildly. I want to earn back my lost life. But this is tantamount to a dream. Because inside the Soul Bar. There are always very few people who can do this.

Most people will lose more of their lives and die miserably. That's the truth of the Soul Bar. Because of this. I had to destroy it.

I walked calmly, facing the attacks of these crazy people. I don't need to dodge at all. Instead, he slashed the slashing sword in his hand with ferocity. Want to devour more lives.

"You can get out of here, I don't want to go on a killing spree." I watched them roar, their voices already painful.

"You've ruined the Soul Bar. It's destroying us, and we will never let you go! ”

"Yes, I'm fighting with you."

"Well, in that case, let's all die." I roared, the slashing sword in my hand devouring life.

I kept walking on the battlefield, the slashing sword in my hand. Constantly waving. Reign like a tyrant over the battlefield.

I was like a highly mobile killing machine, furiously tearing apart everything in front of me. Even the ghosts of the Soul Bar were easily killed by me.

I was indifferent to the people who rushed into my surroundings frantically, and the slashing sword in my hand kept swinging. Whether it's a human or a ghost, it's all vulnerable in my eyes.

Is that what it feels like to be powerful? I don't know how many times I've asked myself, but I really feel how powerful I am. It's as if you can destroy everything, destroy everything you want to destroy!

It was as if as soon as the slashing sword fell. There is no more power to compete with. But I know this is just the beginning.

Even I don't know why, but it comes from the desire and the killing in my heart. All the time surrounds me.

This irritability also made me more and more eager to vent, and the slashing sword in my hand was thirsting for blood, and this emotion also affected me.

With each attack, the blood spilled out penetrated the monster's body, taking away large swaths of splattered blood. The people at the Soul Bar are running wildly. Wants to get out of here.

I didn't stop me, and anyone who wanted to leave could leave. It's just that only a few people have left.

Face these people. I can only use blood to sober them up. The Slashing Sword is so sharp, so sharp that if I swing it, it seems that there is nothing in the whole world that cannot be cut by it.

And all that's left for me is to desperately wield my weapon and enjoy the killing.

Like a demon king, I slaughtered recklessly. The people around me are not my all-in-one at all. As soon as you make a move, the people around you will die in an instant.

It seems that the killing is a bit slow. The corners of my mouth hooked, my hand holding the slashing sword, and I calmly walked over. Every time the slashing sword slashes through a person's body, it brings devastating wounds.

It continued to sweep, and corpses were everywhere around. My figure was swift. Soon, there was no one in front of me anymore.

Except for people. The ghost is gone. The whole soul bar was empty and seemed to be deserted.

"It's finally over." I gasped as I lowered the Slashing Sword in my hand.

"yes. Although many people died, there were no soul bars here from now on. Duanmu Xuan looked at the mess and said.

On the ground there are corpses everywhere. There are gold coins everywhere. The glittering life coins were all over the ground, but no one picked them up.

I came to the Soul Bar's apparatus, which is the apparatus for extracting life. Relying on this instrument, I don't know how many people have been drained of their lives. Although he is still a normal person on the outside, he is actually very old on the inside. It's like an apple, shiny on the outside. but inside it was black and rotten.

"Destroy it." Duanmu Xuan said.

I didn't speak, but with a wave of my hand, the instrument shattered to the ground. In the process of fragmentation, a blood-colored liquid gradually diffused. The liquid is not bloody, but surprisingly fragrant.

When the liquid came out, I even felt like I was breathing a lot easier. The same goes for others. At this time, Yiyi, who had not been seen for a long time, suddenly came out of my body.

Then he looked at the blood in front of him in amazement and hurried over. He took a big gulp and drank it.

"Wow, so much spiritual blood, it's so delicious." Yiyi squinted. Constantly absorbing the spiritual blood said.

"This kind of thing, is the instrument taken out of the human body?" I asked, looking at the spiritual blood in front of me.

"That's right, this kind of thing is very helpful for people's health. Otherwise, it would not be possible to increase the lifespan. Guan Yao said.

"According to the Yellow Emperor's Neijing. There is a description of spiritual blood. It is said that spiritual blood is the blood of the heart. It's the blood that everyone has since birth. This blood is the very essence of human beings. Duanmu Xuan said.

Yiyi was still absorbing the spiritual blood, she was not only drinking, but also allowing the spiritual blood to fall on her body. Then the spiritual blood was quickly absorbed by her. Look at the steam that keeps coming out of her. I couldn't help but admire: "It seems that Yiyi is lucky." ”

Yiyi smiled and absorbed the spiritual blood, and after a while, the spiritual blood on her body gradually disappeared. And the instrument is drying up. When it comes out again. She shook her head with satisfaction: "It's really good, I feel that my current strength has broken through to the True Soul Realm and reached the Earth Soul Realm." ”

"No, it won't. So fast? I looked at her dumbfounded.

"Of course, this spiritual blood is too nourishing for me. It's just a pity that there isn't. Yiyi said with some dissatisfaction.

"These spiritual blood are still stored by the people of the Soul Bar, and according to my investigation, they hand it over whenever the container is full. Then re-store. The current volume is already all. Duanmu Xuan explained.

"Just this little bit made her break through. If it was tens of millions of years of spiritual blood, would she be invincible? Yang Yaxin couldn't help shouting.

"But the question is, where do you get the spiritual blood? This kind of stuff is extremely valuable. Xue Junxiong said.

As they spoke, Yiyi was still bouncing in front of me. The body does not have any smell of blood at all, but has a special body fragrance.

"Bad master, how long has it been since you came to me?" Yiyi looked at me with resentful eyes and said.

"I don't want to, I've been busy lately." I looked at her and sneered. Of course, in the final analysis, because Yiyi is too weak, I usually summon Sima Yi to fight.

I've learned her combat effectiveness, and she's an absolute scumbag. It may be possible to sell cute warm beds, but fighting is basically no fun.

"By the way, Boss, I've always wondered about something." Yang Yaxin said.

"What's the matter?" I looked at him and asked.

"It seems that the ghost master can only have one guardian spirit, like Duanmu Xuan, Ye Fuyao, they are all like this. Why do you have two? Yang Yaxin pointed at me and said.

"Don't say it, I don't know about it." I shrugged helplessly, and then explained, "Maybe it's because I'm special≤ most of the ghost masters have only one. ”

"Cut, I'm so envious." Xue Junxiong looked at me with a look of jealousy. Yang Yaxin also had the same expression.

"Okay, the Soul Bar has also been demolished, and all that's left is to attack the Soul Arena." I said proudly.

"Yes, you have to kill it! To avenge the original revenge! Yang Yaxin gritted his teeth and shouted.