A figure in a gorgeous long skirt quickly swept into the cave, she looked at the rebirth chain that was constantly swimming towards the body of the Ghost Mountain Lotus Spring at this moment, and her expression was furious, "Which cheap species are you?" Bai Xun clearly said that the person who should take the resurrection chain is me! What qualifications do you have!" After speaking, the delicate girl reached forward with both hands, and her slender white fingers quickly shook into the void, and several sharp dark blue ice spikes swished, shooting towards the Ghost Mountain Lotus Spring, which had no power to fight back at the moment.

"Don't hurt her!" Qi Ling subconsciously raised his hand and grabbed the two **** ice spikes in the air, and the huge soul power that came out of nowhere instantly poured out of Qi Ling's hand like a storm, and the two ice spikes shattered in response.

Qi Ling himself was also startled, he looked back at the girl who came in, and when he saw her face clearly, he couldn't help but scream: "My mother, why are you?"

Tianshu Youhua was stunned for a moment after seeing Qi Ling, and then his face suddenly changed to a serious and anxious expression, "What are you still doing here, Yinchen is worried about you, he also came in, right at the door, but he was injured and broke an arm, you hurry up and see him!"

When Qi Ling heard this, his face immediately turned pale, and he quickly ran towards the outside of the cave, but soon, he reacted that there was no way for Silver Dust to enter the soul mound again!

"Oops, fooled!" When he turned around, the Heavenly Bouquet Youhua had already risen and fallen a few times, and flew towards the Ghost Mountain Lotus Spring with a murderous face, and a large dense cloud of dark blue water droplets shrouded in front of her body, exuding a strong sour smell and white mist.

Qi Ling's heart tightened, "Don't kill her!"

【Abyss Corridor】

The ghost mountain soul and Silver Dust walked one after the other in the dense ancient wood jungle, the wet cold air wet the hair on their foreheads, and Silver Dust's long eyelashes even condensed some tiny droplets.

The figure walking in front stopped, and the ghost mountain soul turned his head and whispered to the silver dust behind him, "You go forward, leave me alone." I'll come to you later", and before Silver Dust could reply, the ghost mountain crack soul turned around and disappeared into the shadow of the tall bushes. Almost in an instant, his soul power also disappeared, and within a range of the surrounding area, he couldn't feel the soul power characteristics of the ghost mountain crack soul at all, as if he had never appeared.

Obviously, he hid all the soul power in his body. At the same time as his powerful soul power disappeared, in the thick fog in front of him, there was a violent and presumptuous huge soul power. In the depths of the mist, it swelled silently.

Incredibly powerful soul power.

The tall and agile figure of the Netherworld, I don't know when, has quietly stood in front of the silver dust, like a quiet and evil ghost.

"Ah...... What a coincidence, what are you doing here?" the ghostly emerald pupils stared at Silver Dust's face, and there was a wicked banter on his expression.

"The apostle who took me, after he took the Horcrux, he will come out of the soul mound. I waited for him at the altar at the exit. Silver Dust carefully sensed his surroundings. The soul power aura of the ghost mountain soul had completely disappeared, and he was a little relieved, and then continued to say expressionlessly, "What about you." What are you doing here?"

"I'm the Lord of Killing, of course I'm in charge of killing. The netherworld's countenance shrouded in an evil allure in the dim light, and he gently stretched out his hand. Holding up Silver Dust's handsome face, his beastly pupils were close to Silver Dust's face, and his white teeth were subtly sharp. Like some kind of beast, "But don't be afraid, I'm not here to kill you." I can't bear to kill you. ”

"Why did you release Ragnarok before, don't you know what it means to the Soul Sorcerers?" said Silver Dust coldly, brushing Nether's hand away.

"Ha, hahaha. That's interesting......" Nether grinned, his handsome face revealing an evil sensuality, "How do you know I just caught this thing? I haven't even had time to tell you, hahahaha......"

"I don't need you to tell me, it smells like you, the kind that makes me feel sick when I get close. Silver Dust looked indifferently at the ghostly and handsome face and replied to him.

"Ha, are you scared by it? How can you be disgusted? Shouldn't you be made hot and hot by it? Your snow-white skin should be red, right? It's a beautiful picture...... Oh? Or do you still have a lingering shadow on the 'large soul beast' after all this time? You can't forget 'him', right?"

The soul power that exploded violently stirred the silver-dust-white robe into the air, and his face was covered with a chilling murderous aura. The soul power that came out of Yinchen's body was like an invisible tough silk thread cut in the air, and the face of the ghost leaned back, and a bright red wound on his cheek oozed blood. Nether twisted his neck, seemingly unconcerned, as the wound on his face slowly healed.

"What are you excited about. Nether said lazily, "If I were you, I would have given up a long time ago, and I wouldn't have waited until now." You said you were going to wait for the apostles, but the altar connected to the exit of the soul mound was on the periphery of the Abyss Corridor, which was already the core of the Abyss Corridor, and you thought I would believe you? It's just that after looking for so many years, aren't you tired? I told you a long time ago that he was dead. Even if he's not dead, he's a monster now...... You wouldn't expect to meet him again in the Abyssal Corridor, would you?"

Silver Dust was silent, his eyes flickering, casting into the depths of the forest.

"No wonder you never dared to recapture the First Soul Beast, are you afraid that you will become such a monster yourself? Otherwise, with your powerful and perverted talent, coupled with the strength of the First Soul Beast, how could you always be in such a low-level and ant-like position as the Seventh Degree Prince?"

Silver Dust raised his hand and stretched out his finger to point at the Netherworld, the dense golden lines on the back of his hand illuminated the Netherworld's face full of wild charm, "These have nothing to do with you, I don't want to conflict with you, do your own thing, you don't touch my business." After speaking, he paused, and then added coldly, "What's more, you can't touch it." You should know it yourself. ”

Netherworld put away the uninhibited on his face, he stared at Silver Dust for a long time with a complicated gaze, and then leaned down on his tall and muscular body, his cold smell like blade rust enveloped Silver Dust, he leaned his lips close to Silver Dust's ear, and said gently and movingly: "If one day, I can receive the [Red News] that hunts you, it will be the greatest joy of my life." I harvest your life slowly, very patiently, and taste the taste of your blood drop by drop, my favorite Archangel. (To be continued.) )