Talented!? There has never been a shortage of geniuses among the hundreds of millions of beings in the Soul Continent, and they have died and fallen due to various reasons such as natural disasters and man-made disasters, but in the rebirth of the continent, it has not affected the rotation of the time gear.

Among the four, three of them died directly, and two of them were half dead, which really made the team of soul sellers restless.

The funeral night, which made everyone look at it differently, shouted at this moment: "Get out of here, the chariots and horses that have laid down your weapons, or you will end up like them." ”

At the end of the words, the tip of the ghost's black knife also pointed at the young soul trafficker, and at the same time, the golden soul power on the body of the burial night appeared, and the power of the demon pupil was opened, and the pupils of the eagle eyes stared at each of them.

Every move is in the insight of the funeral night, but as soon as the funeral night's words fell, many soul traffickers have already picked up the weapons in their hands, and they seem to have plans to fight to the death with the funeral night.

They are all souls who lick blood from the knife edge for a living, they have no backing for scattered cultivation, and they have been able to get to this point today, they have encountered more than one battle of life and death, and there are still fourteen of them, and there is only one person on the night of the burial. In the face of the numerical advantage and the detection of soul sense, it was impossible for them to stop at the cultivation of the late stage of the Burial Night Transformation Spirit Realm.

In the same way, they have the task of trading these absolute 'goods', and these civilian women and strong men are their source of livelihood.

Funeral Night was half a step forward, and he was about to move his body to fight at any time, and the actions given by the soul traffickers had already left a clear answer in his heart.

The breeze blew lightly on the water of the ancient river, and there was the smell of blood of the three people on the ground, and the soul light burst out, only to see ten soul sellers immediately launch a rush of attacks towards the funeral night.

"Kill me!!"

In the face of everyone's roaring voices, Fu Ye muttered: "Since this is the case, then don't blame me for being unkind. ”

"You are seeking your own death. ”

In the sound of the words, the burial night jumped forward with a knife, facing the encirclement and attack of ten people, the pupils of the eagle eyes clearly watched every movement, only to see the funeral night for a moment, swinging the knife and slashing, instantly marking the chests of the two souls with a deep blood mark.

"Thunder Attribute Soul Skill--Running Thunder Slash. ”

Suddenly, the purple thunder energy in the left hand of the burial night entered it, and the burial night Ling Ran looked at it, and the burial night raised the knife to block it, and the demon spirit blade of the ghost blanched actually swallowed into the opponent's soul skill power.

"Cross Slash!!"

The funeral night broke through the air and drank violently, and the next moment I saw the ghost blanching wielding, and the dancing blade bloomed with a cross-crisscrossed black soul blood trace, and during the concretization period, the blood stains floated and moved, turning into a solid blade strike, and the soul of the party was shocked back.

"Bang. ”

The moment the strong wind sounded, I saw that in the wailing of everyone, they were already bleeding open, and the sound of slashing and scraping down made them solidly slashed.

The leading Soul Transformation Realm late-stage soul master was immediately furious, only to see him holding a giant sword and charging towards him with a hideous face.

"Bang. ”

The metal blades collided, and the two looked at each other, but something unexpected happened to him, only to see the ghost hand of the funeral night jump, and under the turquoise battle suit, what was hidden was the scarlet complexion of the ghost hand, and suddenly, he felt the strong strength of the funeral night. Yunnan

The leading soul master in the late stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm slashed with the giant sword, and who knew that a huge crack appeared in the giant sword in the ghost blanching blade.

"How is this possible?" There was an incredible look in his heart, but the next moment the night ghost hand was booming, and the tip of the sword stabbed straight into the body of the giant sword, and in the eagle eye, the strong wind whistled by, and in the next blink of an eye, it was the latter's frightened figure.

He was particularly shocked, but immediately discarded the hilt of his sword, and his body burst out with the extremely pure soul power of the late stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm, and in an instant, the yellow soul man suddenly burst out, and under the blazing heat, it was a close-range killing move for him to output the skill of the Burial Night Soul.

"Metallic Soul Technique--Golden Stone Fist. ”

The soul technique of the seal acted on both hands, and I saw that between the latter's fists, a soul energy embodiment shell similar to soul armor appeared.

Beneath the hard shell of soul power, the blazing heat smashed towards the brain of the burial night.

The latter's face was calm, without any hesitation, and before the black knife ghost blanched his body during the former's attack, he raised his hand and stabbed it straight into the heart of the burial night.

In mid-air, everyone paid attention to this scene, but the remaining few soul traffickers had not yet eased their minds, only to see the Ghost Blanching of the Burial Night withdrew from his body, and the blade stained with red blood instantly absorbed the blood of the other party, and at the same time, when the leading soul man in the late stage of the Transformation Realm fell in mid-air, the ghost blanching blade waved, and the black sword qi rippled in every corner of the soul weapon around him.

In an instant, they found that the weapons in their hands, whether they were scimitars, long swords, spears, or halberds, had been broken in half.

They looked at the funeral night in amazement and horror, but the latter swooped through the air, killing everyone in an instant.

Looking at the corpses on the ground, everyone in the iron cage was frightened, and in the burial night in the center of the corpse, there was no blood stain in the black knife in his hand.

The blooming black knife blade, the pattern is still dazzling, as if it is renewed, and the awakened ghost Zhuo is not intended to be a peerless vampire demon knife.

"Hmph, I'm also looking at eliminating harm for the people. Under the muttering of the funeral night, he immediately walked forward and rescued the civilian women and strong men in the iron cage one by one, looking at them all with frightened and trembling eyes, completely without the demeanor of shouting for help 'Childe' before.

Funeral Night snorted, "Let's go." ”

After putting away the black knife, Funeral Night murmured a sentence and replied, "Remember, forget about today's events, and don't make a noise about my appearance." ”

After saying that, the water source that was already next to the ancient river began to clear the blood stains on his body a little, and he began to walk towards the center of the ancient river town.

Along the way, Funeral Night did not feel a trace of guilt for obliterating these soul sellers.

"Who knows how many bad things they have done behind their backs, who knows how many civilian families they have killed, and what kind of life these trafficked strong women will have in the future?"

There is a scale in the heart of the funeral night, the good guy will not kill the innocent indiscriminately, and the bad guy has little reason to sympathize, and the other party is showing his killing intent to himself first, in this world of the weak and the strong, what a pitiful thing kindness is.

Only the victor who stands at the top of his strength is worthy of mercy, otherwise the mercy of kindness will eventually be trampled on.

Thinking that Elder Zun had done a secret to himself, walking forward on the night of the funeral, thinking about approaching the White Bone Mountain, his heart was full of anticipation, and becoming stronger was the most important choice decision for him at present.