The eastern part of the Ming capital, Yueyang City.

This is a small city, located on the line between the border of the Sun and Moon Heavenly Soul and the Ming Capital, if you want to return to the Heavenly Soul Empire, or return to the Douling Empire by the Heavenly Soul Empire, Yueyang City is the only way to go.

At this moment, a group of people are doing simple shopping and rest in the city.

There were more than a dozen people in this group, most of them were less than twenty years old, and only the leader was a middle-aged leader.

Their mounts are all ten-year-old horse soul beasts, although they are not as rare and valuable horned scale horses, but they are also extremely extraordinary horses, and it only took two days to rush from Mingdu to this Yueyang City.

From Yueyang City, you can travel east for another three or four days to reach the border between the Sun and Moon Empire and the Heavenly Soul Empire, and in another seven or eight days, you can reach Heaven Dou City, the capital of Heavenly Soul.

The group didn't stay too long in Yueyang City, and after purchasing the necessary supplies in the store, they immediately re-embarked on the journey home.

A group of young men under the age of twenty who should have been in high spirits and in high spirits, but now they were all listless, sitting on horseback and hanging their heads.

They are a team of sects participating in the Soul Master Elite Competition this time, named Tianyu Sect, from the Heavenly Soul Empire, which is a sect that has been inherited for thousands of years.

The strength of the contestants sent by the Tianyu Sect is extremely good, two soul kings, nine soul sects, and the overall strength of the regular selection team members and reserve players can compete for the top eight in the last competition.

Unfortunately, in the first round, they drew a stronger opponent and made it to the first round of the team, so they had to go home.

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The middle-aged man who led the team was a soul saint, and he reminded behind him in a deep voice: "The food, medicine, and other supplies have been replenished, right?" Then we will hit the road as soon as possible and strive to return to the sect as soon as possible. ”

A young soul king behind him asked, "Fourth Uncle, it's not too early, why don't we spend the night in the city tonight, we've been on the road for two days in a row." ”

The Soul Saint who was called the fourth uncle by him raised his eyes and looked at the remnant sun at the far end of the horizon, and said in an indistinguishable tone: "No, the election of a new sect master will be held in the sect soon, and there is no delay." The sect master asked us to rush back to the sect as soon as the competition ended. ”

He glanced back at the listless young people, sighed, pulled the horse rope in his hand, and softened his tone: "Let's slow down a little." ”

More than a dozen young men behind the fourth uncle also tightened their horse ropes together, and more than a dozen well-trained foals slowed down at the same time and walked towards the outside of Yueyang City.

As soon as the march slows down, the group can start talking on horseback.

The fourth uncle asked, "How is Yang'er's injury recovering?" ”

Another young soul king said, "Fourth uncle, it was only a minor injury, but I am almost better now." ”

"Hmm." The fourth uncle glanced coldly at the dejected group of young soul masters, and scolded, "Cheer me up and see what you look like now!" ”

"It's just a loss of a game, and you lose all your ambition?"

As an elder, he knew very well why these young people in the sect were so depressed, and only two days of travel would not make these soul masters who had cultivated in the fourth or fifth ring feel so tired.

There is only one reason why they are depressed, and that is that they are full of confidence when they participate in the tournament for the first time, they have not even passed the first round of elimination, and they are directly invited out.

As soon as the fourth uncle spoke, he ignited the disbelief in the hearts of these young soul masters.

The young soul king from before said unwillingly: "But it's really just a little bit, we can win the team battle." ”

The first time he spoke, he was echoed by the others.

"Yes, if I hadn't been targeted by the other party, I wouldn't have even used the fifth soul skill, otherwise I would definitely have been able to win the team battle."

"I was careless, the light wave didn't hit the opposite side."

"And my ......"

Listening to the continuous complaints of the young people full of chagrin, the fourth uncle frowned, put on the majesty of the elders, and roared: "Enough! ”

These young soul masters of the Heavenly Jade Sect immediately stopped talking.

"Skills are not as good as others, I am not satisfied with your performance on the field, what's the use of saying so much now."

One by one, the young soul masters lowered their heads again, their faces showing shame.

The fourth uncle's tone softened again: "Since you know that your skills are not as good as others, then be ashamed and brave, and go back to practice hard." ”

The young men replied, "Yes." ”

During the chat, the Tianyu Sect and his party had already left the outside of Yueyang City, and the buildings in the city could not be seen in their sight, and there were only dense groves around them, and the night was approaching, which looked gloomy.

The fourth uncle's right eyelid jumped unconsciously, and he always felt that the surrounding environment had an indescribable weirdness.

He often travels at night, and he also takes the same route when he comes to participate in the competition, but at that time, he didn't feel that this path was so gloomy, and even he, a Soul Saint-level powerhouse, felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

The young soul king suddenly remembered something and asked, "Fourth Uncle, Her Royal Highness the Princess met you in Mingdu before, what did she say at that time?" ”

The fourth uncle said casually: "It's nothing, it's just that we don't have to be sad if we lose the game, it's just a routine condolence." said that we don't think we will have the opportunity to come to Mingdu again in the future, and it's not too late to stay in Mingdu for a few days and then return to the Heavenly Soul, but there are still important things in our sect, and I declined. ”

"Mingdu ......," the young soul king laughed bitterly, "I didn't expect us to leave Mingdu like this, I was still delusional about fighting Shrek Academy in the arena before I came." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a strange laugh suddenly sounded in the surrounding woods.

"Since you are so nostalgic for Mingdu, don't be in a hurry to leave, just follow me back to Mingdu!"

The eerie laughter echoed like ripples, turning into a cold wind that swept through the trees. The woods, which had been calm just now, suddenly had a gust of wind and branches and leaves.

For a moment, the sound of the wind, the sound of the forest, and the laughter were mixed together, piercing the eardrums of every soul master of the Heavenly Jade Sect like a steel needle. All the people in the Heavenly Jade Sect had their faces changed drastically, and their hairs stood on end.

"Who?"

The Fourth Uncle of the Soul Saint suddenly became vigilant and quickly looked around. Only then did he realize that the strange feeling in his heart was not groundless.

As soon as he asked, he suddenly felt a shock in his crotch, and immediately jumped up from his horse.

"Shhhh

Sharp horse roars sounded one after another, and more than a dozen ten-year-old horse-like soul beast mounts raised their front legs at the same time, constantly struggling, as if they were disturbed by something, and then fell down one after another.

The young men of the Heavenly Jade Sect also noticed that something was wrong, and jumped off their horses at the same time, and after a while, these horse soul beasts foamed at the mouth and died.

The fourth uncle looked at the dead mount on the ground with a pale face, and a total of seven soul rings flickered behind him, two yellow, three purple, and two black, and asked again: "Who is it?" The group of Tianyu Sect also gathered together, each releasing a martial soul and a soul ring.

No one responded to him, only the eerie laughter that kept circling through the woods.

The fourth uncle's face became more and more ugly, and he couldn't sense the existence and soul power fluctuations of the other party at all, which showed that the other party's strength was far above him.

He clasped his hands into fists and saluted, and said solemnly: "I don't know Your Excellency's name, where did I offend Your Excellency?" Why are you attacking and killing our mounts? ”

The grim laugh finally spoke, and said, "It's not offensive to talk about, I'm just inviting you to stay in Mingdu for a long time." ”

The fourth uncle said in a deep voice: "We still have important things to return to the Heavenly Soul Empire, we can't stay in the Ming Capital for a long time, and we still hope that Your Excellency Haihan." ”

The grim laugh said, "Oh? Do you think I'm always here when I want to come and leave when I want? ”

After saying this, the gloomy laughter fell silent for a few breaths, and the fourth uncle just wanted to continue asking, but suddenly his eyes widened, his body staggered, and he fell straight back.

"Fourth uncle!" The young soul master of the Heavenly Jade Sect exclaimed at the same time, and hurriedly stepped forward to check. I saw that the fourth uncle's face was frightened, and his eyes were round, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying.

The middle-aged man who was called the fourth uncle was a soul saint-level powerhouse, but now he fell without any resistance without revealing the other party, which made the young soul masters feel cold on their backs at the same time.

What level of existence is the owner of that voice?

In the woods, an old man was hanging from a big tree, leaning over to look at the frightened Tianyu Sect and his party, the corners of his mouth full of smiles.

Judging from the fluctuation of soul power on his body, he is a Title Douluo-level powerhouse.

He is none other than the eight elders of the Holy Spirit Sect, the Sandman Douluo, who is an extremely rare spiritual attribute soul master who is good at illusions.

His martial soul is called Demon Demon, and it is a soul beast with very weak actual combat power but extremely strong illusion ability. Whether it is a soul master or an ordinary person, once he enters the dream demon state under his illusion attack, then life and death are controlled by him.

At this moment, the leader of the Heavenly Jade Sect fell into his dream demon and was at his mercy. Even a Soul Saint-level powerhouse was not a match for his dream demon attacks.

"It's a pity that I can't directly kill you with the Dream Demon, and I have to bring you back to the sect alive." Sandman Douluo showed a regretful expression.

The resentment of the person who died in the dream demon is the best nourishment for him to improve his cultivation, and the resentment of ordinary people is no longer helpful to his cultivation, and he must have the resentment of a high-level soul master, but unfortunately the order given to him by the sect leader now is to capture him alive.

Sandman Douluo casually beckoned to his side: "Capture them alive, remember to take the medicine to dispel soul power." ”

After saying that, two Evil Soul Master Soul Saints and five Evil Soul Master Soul Emperors rushed out from behind him and rushed towards the Heavenly Jade Sect and his party, this kind of dirty work was not the turn of Sandman Douluo himself to do it.

"I wish war was coming." Sandman Douluo muttered to himself.

His cultivation had been stuck at level ninety-one for many years, and the more the Evil Soul Master cultivated to the back, the more difficult it was to improve. He was now desperate for the war to come soon, so that he had enough resentment to move up the ranks.

With gusts of yin wind, those few evil soul master thugs had already pounced in front of the Heavenly Jade Sect and his party.

The two young soul kings led by the Heavenly Jade Sect saw the several evil soul masters who suddenly appeared, and exclaimed, "Who are you? ”

An evil soul master soul saint had already come to the two soul kings, and laughed: "We are not anyone, we just want to invite you to return to Mingdu as a guest." ”

"Don't be afraid, I'll be soon."

"Hahaha......"

The two young soul kings were powerless in front of him, and they had already been held in his hands one by one.

One of them was just about to release the soul technique resistance, but suddenly received a huge blow to the abdomen. He retched, and all he felt was a blank head.

The rest of the young soul masters were also captured alive by several evil soul master thugs, and they had no power to resist.

So strong, who are they?

Why arrest us?

Countless question marks rose in his mind, and he only felt that his consciousness was about to become a lake.

But in the next second, the young soul king felt that the palm that grabbed him lost his strength, and a pungent smell of blood suddenly pulled his consciousness back to reality, his nostrils fluttered, and he felt that the source of this smell of blood was very close to him, so he looked up.

I saw that the head of the Evil Soul Master Soul Saint who was still holding on to him just now had disappeared, and blood gushed out.

The young soul king escaped control, only to feel that his stomach was tumbling, and he forcibly suppressed the desire to vomit, and checked the condition of his companions beside him, only to see that the evil soul masters had lost their heads, leaving only a headless corpse.

Among them, there was also an evil soul master who had a head, but his head was completely shattered, and he was held in the hands of an unknown tall and powerful man, and his brain was mixed with the fragments of his skull, and his original appearance was completely invisible.

"Gross-"

Even the young people who had hunted the soul beast with their own hands had never seen such an exciting scene, and they didn't care who the strange powerhouse was, and at the same time fell to the ground, vomiting.

Above the woods, Sandman Douluo was already stunned, and his first reaction was to escape.

The strength of this strange powerhouse below has reached the level of Title Douluo, and it is not something he can deal with.

Although he is a Titled Douluo himself, and he is also an evil soul master, as a spiritual attribute, Sandman Douluo's own combat power is actually very weak, and he is not the opponent of most Titled Douluo.

Although his dream demon is powerful, it has little effect on Title Douluo, and at the moment, the spiritual power of this Title Douluo powerhouse is still extremely good, and his illusion will definitely not take effect.

If he was in the sect, he saw such a powerful Title Douluo, Sandman Douluo said that he would let the sect leader keep his grievances to himself, but at this moment, he had no other thoughts at all, he only thought about running away.

But soon, he didn't even have the heart to escape, because a terrifying coercion came behind him at some point, and stopped there and watched him quietly.

"It's so strong, this breath...... It's going to surpass the Sect Master, no, it's time to catch up with the Sect Master......"

For the first time in a long time, an emotion called fear rose in Sandman Douluo's heart, and he swallowed hard. He had a hunch that as long as he dared to flee now, that coercion would make him die without a place to bury.

The Titled Douluo below threw down the corpse of the evil soul master in his hand, jumped forward, flew in front of the sleeping demon Douluo, and said, "Sect Master, it's all dealt with." ”

Sandman Douluo knew that the person who was called the sect master was the master of coercion.

Poison Immortal snorted coldly, and scolded: "What? Don't you dare to look back at the old man? ”

Sanddemon Douluo turned his head tremblingly, recognized the poison immortal, and saluted tremblingly: "It turned out to be the crown of the famous body, I don't know what offended?" ”

Poison Immortal laughed and pointed to the Tianyu Sect group below: "Didn't they say this to you just now?" ”

Sanddemon Douluo didn't dare to run, so he had to bite the nail on his head and continue: "The junior really offended under the crown of the body somehow. ”

"Don't give the old man nonsense." Poison Immortal slapped him in the face, "My Ontology Sect is now the Protector Sect of the Heavenly Soul Empire, you dare to make a move on my Heavenly Soul Empire's sect, and you dare to ask why." ”

He didn't use any force for this slap, he was just thinking about crippling Sandman Douluo, but when this slap was about to hit Sandman Douluo's left face, he was stopped by a purple-pink light mask that suddenly rose.

"Huh?" Poison Immortal frowned, and actually recognized what it was, "Defense Soul Guide?" ”

Sanddemon Douluo's expression was extremely ugly, although he blocked the palm of the poisonous immortal, this ninth-level trigger-type defensive soul guide directly drained fifty percent of his soul power.

As a spiritual attribute soul master with extremely weak actual combat power, he was naturally equipped with many soul guides.

"Hmph." The Ontology Sect Title Douluo snorted lightly and raised his right arm. His martial soul is his right hand, and he has a strong confidence that he can directly penetrate the defensive soul guide of Nebuta Douluo.

Sanddemon Douluo noticed that Poison Immortal's gaze seemed to be focused on his body protection soul guide, and he hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, today's matter is a misunderstanding, and the juniors are just acting on orders, please don't embarrass the juniors for the sake of Dragon Emperor Douluo's face." ”

He hurriedly moved out of Long Xiaoyao, it seemed that among the people he knew, only Long Xiaoyao could suppress the poison and not die.

But Poison Immortal was not interested in Long Xiaoyao, he squinted slightly, revealing a slightly greedy look: "Since it was a misunderstanding, how do you want to solve it?" ”

Sandman Douluo hurriedly took off his ninth-level defensive soul guide and respectfully handed it over: "The junior is willing to use this ninth-level defensive soul guide produced by Mingdetang as an apology." ”

Poison Immortal said: "I'm afraid one piece may not be enough." ”

Sanddemon Douluo gritted his teeth and took out two more defensive soul guides and presented them.

"I hope that the subordinates of the ontology will show mercy."

Seeing that he knew him like this, Poison Immortal nodded with satisfaction and accepted a few soul guides.

"In that case, you can go."

Sandman Douluo was overjoyed, but before he could rejoice, Poison Immortal had already punched out, smashing Sandman Douluo into a ray of meteors and falling into the forest.

"Stupid, kill you, it's still an old man." Poison Immortal hung in the air, observing the few soul guides he had just captured.

The body of the Ontology Sect Title Douluo flashed, and he quickly returned to the side of Poison Immortal: "Sect Master, confirm that he is dead." It's just a fantasy, a strange trick, and it's not threatening. ”

"Hmm. In the future, when I saw anyone who used illusions, I would give the old man a beating. Poison Immortal nodded with satisfaction, and casually threw an eighth-level defensive soul guide in his hand to him, "Good killing, with the demeanor of the old man, this is for you." ”

The Titled Douluo took the soul guide and asked with a strange expression, "Sect Master, I don't need it, haven't you always felt that these foreign objects are useless?" ”

Poison Immortal laughed and said, "The things you snatched are just different." ”