The perception of soul masters is much stronger than that of ordinary people, and the more powerful the soul master, the more so, not long after Chen Luo and the others walked out of the auction hall, Flender found that someone was following them, and then Zao Wou-Ki and Chen Luo also noticed this.

"Is the security in Soto City so bad now? Buying a piece of land and being targeted? Flender said with some disappointment.

Zhao Wuji said: "I guess it's the person who is bidding for the land with us, and I don't know what he thinks, he actually follows a Contra and a Soul Saint?" ”

Flender laughed, "Not everyone knows us. ”

Zao Wou-Ki nodded: "That's right." ”

Chen Luo looked very calm: "Solve them first, or do your own business according to the plan first?" ”

Flender said, "Listen to you." ”

Chen Luo said: "There is an alley ahead. ”

Entering the alley, the people who followed Chen Luo and them immediately couldn't hold it back and appeared directly.

I saw that the person who came was a tall middle-aged man, more than two meters tall, very athletic, short black hair, with a special mark on the forehead, which had been faded, and it was difficult to find if you didn't pay attention to it.

"Hand over the title deeds." The middle-aged man said very directly.

As he spoke, a burst of green light flashed on the middle-aged man's body, his body became larger, and the black robe was stretched out, and the surface of his skin was covered with a thick layer of bark, and in just a few breaths, the middle-aged man turned into a dead tree giant.

Yellow, yellow, and purple, a total of three soul rings slowly rose from the feet of the middle-aged man, symbolizing the strength of the middle-aged man's soul honor.

There is no nonsense, the middle-aged man after opening the martial soul is ready for battle.

"Whew!"

Before the middle-aged man could make a move, he heard a strong wind blowing, and a strong figure had already come to the middle-aged man's body, jumped high, opened his big hand and pressed it directly on the middle-aged man's face, the terrifying power broke out instantly, the middle-aged man's body fell backwards, and his head was smashed to the ground.

"Boom !!"

The bluestone slabs and bricks burst open, the rubble flew, and the middle-aged man's head was embedded in it, and his martial soul automatically retracted, directly losing its combat effectiveness.

What is a little strange is that even if the middle-aged man's martial soul is withdrawn and his physique has been restored, the thick bark on the surface of his skin has not disappeared, only the skin on his face is normal.

Blood continued to spill from the back of the middle-aged man's head and between his mouth and nose, and his face maintained a look of extreme shock.

It's no wonder that the middle-aged man was shocked, he was also the strength of the Soul Venerable, but he was beaten by the other party with one move and lost his combat effectiveness, and even the other party didn't seem to use all his strength, and this was still when the other party didn't open the martial soul, how could he not be shocked!

It was none other than Zao Wou-Ki, who was already standing with his hands crossed and disdainful on his face, while Flender's figure disappeared at some point.

Chen Luo came to the middle-aged man's side and said calmly: "You only have a few hundred gold soul coins a month?" What a life! ”

"You have two choices now, one is to die, and the other is to choose to be loyal to us, anyway, you probably won't be able to live if you go back."

"You should know your status, your master will be happy to trade your life for his."

As soon as Chen Luo's words fell, before the middle-aged man could open his mouth to choose, suddenly the sound of a heavy object falling on the ground sounded.

The middle-aged man looked to the side, it was his extremely familiar figure, and his eyes widened unconsciously.

At this time, the figure was kneeling on the ground and kept kowtowing to others: "My lords, I have no eyes, and I actually started your idea, please read it for the sake of me not making a move, spare my life!" ”

"If you want to kill, you can kill him, he can do whatever you want, anyway, he is just a lowly slave!"

"Please, spare my life!!"

"Bang bang bang!"

The one who kowtowed and begged for mercy was an old man about sixty years old, he seemed to have just turned on the martial soul, and there were still fluctuations in soul power on his body, and his aura seemed to be stronger than the middle-aged man on the ground, but at this time he looked extremely humble.

Chen Luo just glanced at the old man lightly, and his gaze fell on the middle-aged man again: "See, your master also agreed." ”

The middle-aged man's eyes had lost their brilliance, and finally nodded numbly.

Flender's hand fell on the old man's head, the old man's body trembled violently, his face was full of frightened looks, his mouth was trembling unconsciously, his body began to tremble uncontrollably, he stopped kowtowing, and did not dare to make any more big movements.

"Do you want to kill him?" Flender asked indifferently.

Chen Luo shook his head: "To be a man is to be trustworthy, if you say that one life is exchanged for one life, then one life is exchanged for one life." ”

"Okay."

Flender replied calmly, but a terrifying soul power erupted in his hand, sweeping through the old man's body.

"Ah!!!h

The old man let out an extremely painful scream, and then fell to the ground like mud, not dead, and still had a faint breath, but there was no trace of soul power fluctuations on his body.

"Gone."

Chen Luo took a step towards the alley, and there was no change in the expression on his face, as if nothing had happened, as did Flender and Zao Wou-Ki.

The middle-aged man lying on the ground struggled to get up, his body flashed green, the wound recovered quickly, he glanced at the old man on the ground indifferently, wrapped the black robe on his body, and immediately kept up with Chen Luo's pace.

"Master, can you tell me what the reason is? What's so special about that man? Zao Wou-Ki asked, his tone slightly low.

Chen Luo knew that Zao Wou-Ki was a little unhappy, and anyone would be unhappy, as a soul saint, he actually let a bullshit master whose strength was far inferior to his own come and go, if it weren't for Flender, it was estimated that Zao Wou-Ki would not be able to bird him, and it was already very good to be able to say a few words occasionally, Zao Wou-Ki basically talked to Flender.

"It's nothing special, it's just that it can help us make the matter of building an academy easier, and even create a few more mimic cultivation environments." Chen Luo said slowly.

"Huh?"

Seeing Zao Wou-ki's puzzled expression, Chen Luo continued.

"His martial soul is a relatively special elemental martial soul, wood spirit, because of the mutation of the martial soul, his body will have that kind of situation, but there is a high probability that his martial soul was originally mutated."

"Because of their strange appearance, it is easy to be treated as an outlier, ostracized, or even disgusted, and so on, and most of them end up being slaves."

Zao Wou-Ki immediately asked, "Isn't he a soul master?" And it's still a soul venerable, how can he become a slave! ”

Chen Luo said: "He wasn't before, it is estimated that because of the mutation of the martial soul, the level of innate soul power is not very high, one level or half level?" It was treated as waste. ”

"It's a miracle that he can cultivate to Soul Venerable, if the martial soul mutation develops in a good direction, how can the soul power level at this age stay at Soul Venerable."

Speaking of this, the corners of Chen Luo's mouth hooked a subtle arc, somewhat self-deprecating: "Martial soul mutation is a gamble of fate, but most people lose a lot, it is never us who choose fate, but fate chooses us." ”

Zhao Wuji nodded lightly when he heard this, and his originally indifferent expression eased a lot.

Chen Luo said: "These are just my guesses, I have to ask me how to do it." ”

The middle-aged man had already followed, and he had been silently following behind.

When he heard those things about himself, the middle-aged man was still quite surprised, but his head slowly lowered.

Seeing that there was something about himself that needed to be confirmed, the middle-aged man immediately stood up.

"What the master said is right, I am a slave, and my innate soul power level is only half a level......"