The Seven Peerless Zhu Wu, who offered a reward of 50,000 meritorious deeds, had already seen it from the list of killer tasks given to Tang Wuming by the Lord of Cang, but seeing it at this time, Tang Wuming's mood was still very complicated.

A big city with hundreds of thousands of people can be slaughtered overnight, although this kind of thing is not uncommon in the territory of the Barbarian Emperor, and the Tang family where Tang Wuming used to be has also done such a thing, but when he really participates in it, it is a different feeling.

The fire scales had already returned to their original expressionless face, but Murong Feixue, who was like a fairy descending to earth, had always maintained an ice-like posture, although her appearance looked clear and jade, but for slaughter, she had long been used to slaughter.

Just when the blood of the Soul Searching Palace was boiling, several familiar figures were imprinted in Tang Wuming's eyes, that person Tang Wuming had only seen once, but he would never forget it, because that person was so special.

This person is the man Tang Wuming and Sha Wujing who came to the Soul Searching Palace for the first time with the head of the Seven Peerless Zhu Wu to receive the reward, and saw under the Black Tower, he carried a red coffin on his shoulder, and his eyes were white.

At this time, the man was directly in front of Tang Wuming, still in the same shape as before, the red coffin was shouldered, because there were no eyeballs, so he couldn't see where he was looking, but no matter how he looked at it, this person gave people an extremely weird feeling.

"He actually participated in the mission. Tang Wuming stared at the man over there, and asked the ghost servant next to him, "Who is he?"

"White eyes and red coffin. The ghost servant replied.

"White eyes and red coffin?" Tang Wuming was stunned for a moment, the person was as his name suggested.

"Do you know that person?" Murong Feixue next to him saw that Tang Wuming had been staring at the white-eyed red coffin, and asked, "Won't you have a holiday with him?"

From Murong Feixue's tone, it can be heard that there is actually a trace of worry hidden in it, which can make Murong Feixue, who is ranked seventh on the Soul Punishment List, jealous, which is enough to show that this person is by no means ordinary.

"No, it just feels like he's weird. Don replied.

Murong Feixue breathed a sigh of relief and said, "You have already offended the eight-fingered blue devil, this white-eyed red coffin is not to provoke." ”

"This person gives people a very evil feeling, and he is also a killer on the soul punishment list?"

"It's not. Murong Feixue shook his head and said, "He is a soul chasing list killer." ”

"Soul Chasing List?" Tang Wusheng felt a little surprised, why would a Soul Chasing List killer cause Murong Feixue to be jealous, this seemed a little unreasonable.

"He's the number one killer on the Soul Chasing List, but his strength is unfathomable, and I'm not necessarily his opponent. ”

Hearing Murong Feixue say this, Tang Wuming was even more surprised: "Then why didn't he be promoted to the Soul Punishment List?"

"He is a very special existence, from the Netherworld Temple of the Divine Barbarians, not for meritorious service, only to kill those who want to kill. ”

"What do you mean, where is the Nether Temple?"

"The Netherworld Temple is another force of the Divine Barbarian Race, on a par with the Soul Searching Palace, responsible for the cycle of life and death in the Zhao Kingdom at the bottom of the river. ”

"Small reincarnation. Tang Wuming immediately reacted: "Since that white-eyed red coffin is a person from the Netherworld Palace, why did he come to the Soul Searching Palace again?"

"I don't know. Murong Feixue shook his head: "But you'd better mess with this person less, his terrifying is not necessarily weaker than the Eight-Fingered Blue Devil." ”

Although Murong Feixue's answer Tang Wuming didn't understand much, he realized the stakes involved, indeed, the white-eyed red coffin gave people the feeling that it was too evil, compared to the eight-fingered blue devil, it was even worse than the eight-fingered blue devil, it was better to provoke such a person less, maybe it would bring death to himself.

The moment he just turned his gaze away from the white eyes and red coffin, another figure made Tang Wusheng's blood spurt all over his body.

This person is the eight-fingered blue devil, and in addition to the two ghost servants by his side, there is also a person who Tang Wuming is familiar with and can no longer be familiar, Sha Wujing.

At this time, the position where the eight-fingered blue devil was standing was not far from the white-eyed red coffin, so that Tang Wuming, who was originally looking at the white-eyed red coffin, could see at a glance, these two seemed to be extremely evil special existences, as if they were two peerless demons, standing out from the crowd, particularly conspicuous.

The eight-fingered blue devil seemed to have already discovered Tang Wusheng's existence, and his eyes had already locked on Tang Wuming's side, the moment their eyes met, Tang Wuming's fists were clenched and crackled, but the eight-fingered blue devil threw an extremely evil smile at Tang Wuming, that smile was terrifying and abnormal, as if he was announcing Tang Wuming's death sentence.

Tang Wuming moved his eyes to Sha Wujing's side, but the other party was still not at all angry, and there was a full beast nature all over his body, no different from the beast.

Looking at Sha Wujing's appearance, Tang Wuming's heart was like a knife, Sha Wujing, who was once like a god in the Luoling area, in order to find himself out of the customs in advance, cultivated backwards, and sank to the bottom of the river to help him cross the river.

He could have recovered his body and become an immortal, but he gave up everything for his ethereal master, and in the end, he even became this thoughtless beast slave in order to save himself, all of this was attributed to Tang Wuming himself, he owed Sha Wujing too much.

Tang Wuming really wanted to slap the crippled eight-fingered green devil right now, and then force him to release Sha Wujing, but reason told Tang Wuming that impulse was the devil, and it was too unrealistic to do so.

"That red-haired man is your friend?" asked Murong Feixue.

"Yes. Tang Wusheng nodded heavily: "It's my apprentice." ”

"Apprentice?" Murong Feixue was stunned for a moment, but didn't ask anything more: "He has now become the beast slave of the Eight-Fingered Blue Demon, and he doesn't recognize you anymore." ”

"I know. Tang Wuming said, "I don't know if Miss Murong has a way to restore my apprentice to his true nature." ”

"This. Murong Feixue pondered for a moment and said, "It's difficult. ”

"No matter how difficult it is, I am willing to give it a try, even if it costs with my life, and I ask Miss Murong to show me the way. ”

"Hehe, it's not difficult to say this, but it's not difficult to say it's not difficult. Murong Feixue replied, "You may be able to do it." ”

"How?" Tang Wuming hurriedly asked.

"The reason why the red-haired man became a beast slave is because he ate the beast pill, and the beast pill was refined by the god himself, and the number is not much. ”

"God personally refined?" Tang Wuming was shocked: "That is an antidote." ”

"Yes. Murong Feixue replied: "It's also in the hands of Shen Ji, but if you want to have an antidote, you must make a great contribution." ”

"What kind of merit is considered a great merit?" Tang Wuming asked.

"This mission is an opportunity. Murong Feixue pointed to the task list in his hand and said slowly: "The first person on the task list to kill, one of the four great generals of the Luo Xian Clan, the Seven Absolute Zhu Wu." ”