Fighting Soul Clan Emperor

Three days ago, in the spirit world, in a certain basement.Someone is sitting in the dark.

"Are you really... going to pull the patriarch down in three days?"

Facing a black box, a middle-aged man was tremblingly asking.

This middle-aged man is an elder of the Spirit Race. He looks dignified and his strength is quite high. Who would have thought that he would tremble like this just because he was just with someone else?

"Of course, these years, we have sent you to the position of elder, can't we still not gain your trust?"

A seemingly ordinary box answered him with a human tone and voice. Although the sound quality was a little weird, but just based on this frivolous tone, people familiar with him knew that he was Hun Xingmeng.

This box was lent to this middle-aged man by Hun Xingmeng, a wooden box made by the Soul Race using soul engineering, and there is also a wooden box in the Soul Hall, which is a box for long-distance communication with soul power.

At first, the middle-aged people thought it would be enough to use some communication jade chips, but the advantage of this kind of wooden box is that it does not emit fighting spirit, but only spreads with weak soul fluctuations, avoiding being discovered.

"You... just kill the patriarch and the great elder, right? Then my family and I..."[

The middle-aged man understood how powerful the other party was, and although he was terrified, he still asked.

"Huhu, look at what you're worried about. Do you think we will kill people for this reason? Especially your "most important" partner. After we get the ancient jade, we will naturally send you to the throne of the patriarch—right? , Lingsen."

"..."

Yes, there is nothing to hesitate, it is just that the spatial passages of all the spirit worlds will be opened after three days, and that person promised that as long as he does things honestly, it will be logical and a new spirit family will be established!In that way, the dream of everyone in the Spirit Race will come true...

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The sky is blood red.

The cultivation bases of the four demon saints of the soul clan who have all reached the seven-star battle saint—Hun Yan, Hun Sha, Soul Mirror, and Soul Tu joined forces to unfold around the spirit world—the four directions of the holy blood world, and the entire spirit race is in one place. In an absolutely closed environment.

The ground in front of him was also blood-colored.

The blood of millions of people from the Spirit Race stained the ground where they lived for a long time, and they were brutally massacred by thousands of powerful Soul Race.

Of course, the spirit race is not completely without resistance. Fierce battles are unfolding in the vast spirit world, and turbulence surges everywhere in the space, blowing waves of space aftermath that can tear apart the strong fighters of the fighting sect. The ground was burning, and the screams came to the ears with the wind.

Those who tried to escape were burned to nothingness by flames, hanged by giant trees, and struck by lightning. The entire spiritual world, like hell, was staging a concert of death.

In the fire of purgatory that reminds people of the end of the world, the conductor of this "concert", leading more than ten cronies, is walking in hell.

"Hahahahahaha..."

Unable to restrain the emotion of joy, Hun Xing Meng waved his hands like a conductor, and his body trembled from wild laughter.

To build such a huge force, it takes several people's lifetimes.However, it only takes one war for it to fall.Destruction is always easier and easier than creation. [

However, just thinking that he can wipe out the painstaking efforts of many saints and even Emperor Dou, this touch that reaches the depths of his soul almost makes Hun Xingmeng shed tears of joy.

"Yeah, no, no, I almost cried. There are several races to come. If everyone is so excited, isn't it like a child who is about to go on vacation?"

After calming down and looking around, he savored the beautiful scenery again.

"The Great Elder, the Douji Pavilion, the Pill Hall, the Treasure House...all the valuable storage rooms of the Spirit Race have been preserved intact, and the Great Heavenly Venerable, the Deputy Palace Master and others are leading the crowd to remove them."

The speaker is none other than the Hall of Souls, one of the most powerful forces in Zhongzhou, and the owner of the Hall—Hun Miesheng.He looks majestic, and his words are calm, but at this moment he is facing Hun Xingmeng who single-handedly promoted him, and there is a hint of respect.

"All kinds of reserves left over thousands of years... If Lingsen hadn't opened up all the channels, I'm afraid the surprise attack effect wouldn't have been achieved, and these fighting skill pills might no longer exist." Soul star Meng Dao .

"But the patriarch of the Spirit Race, the Great Elder, Shang and the Elder Soul Realm and the Elder Hunyan are fighting, and the ancient jade is probably in the hands of one of them. Therefore, the ancient jade has not yet been obtained. I don't know if we want to..." Hun Miesheng Asked rigorously and humbly.

Without answering Hun Miesheng's question, Hun Xing Meng raised his head and said, "The Spirit Race doesn't have an eight-star Dou Sheng, but there are three seven-star Dou Sheng, but one of them...all the audio..."

With a sudden shock, Hun Miesheng suddenly remembered that it was for this reason that the Hun Clan dispatched four Seven-Star Fighting Saints to ensure that there were no accidents.But now one of them has disappeared. The other party has reached the initial level of the Seven-Star Fighting Saint, and he is no more than a Five-Star Fighting Saint. If the other party appears to attack the Great Elder...

Between soul death and distraction, the sharp sound of space cracking resounded suddenly, an old man turned into a black shadow from a pitch-black space crack, and rushed towards Soul Xingmeng and his group. are all reduced to nothingness.

"Damn soul clan! Even if I die, I won't make it easy for you!"

The anger made the old man's monstrous fighting spirit inflate even more, burst out from his body, and punched Hun Xing Meng like a thunderbolt. Obviously, he saw the highest status among Hun Xing Meng Nai's group.

The unreserved offensive moved all the accompanying guards.In today's world, anyone who possesses the power of a five-star Dou Sheng is considered a first-rate powerhouse, but this old man has reached the strength of a seven-star Dou Sheng. Those present are unstoppable!

But if it's the Great Elder, maybe he can escape - Hun Miesheng guessed.

"Gu..."

However, this optimistic thought was only for a moment. The next moment, Soul Xingmeng was hit directly in the abdomen, and with the sound of space shattering, he was blasted thousands of meters away and landed on a giant mountain, bursting out with an earth-shattering explosion sound.