Primordial Crazy Thunder

Chapter 71 Soul Eater (please collect, recommend)

No one answered his question.

call out!
At this moment, the young man holding the sword who had never spoken made his move.

I didn't see any movement, the spirit sword seemed to have self-awareness, shot out from the scabbard, and hit Ling Shan's face directly!
Ling Shan reacted instantly, but the powerful sword intent contained in this sword made him look sideways.

Unexpectedly, this person could comprehend such a deep sword intent at such a young age.

But this is not the time to think deeply.

Without fear of the sharp sword intent, Ling Shan stretched out his hand to grab the spirit sword.

However, what was surprising was that the spirit sword turned a corner and pierced directly into Ling Shan's heart!

"You've practiced swordsmanship well."

Ling Shan opened his mouth leisurely, without using his true energy, he slapped his right palm suddenly, shaking the spirit sword, and retracted it into the scabbard instantly.

With his current Heavenly Thunder Saint Body, he can completely withstand such an attack.

However, if the clothes he just bought are damaged again, it will be a bit annoying...

The young man with the sword in his hand looked at Ling Shan, with fierce fighting intent in his eyes.

Originally thought that he could not use his swordsmanship, but unexpectedly this person is still a master.

"Brother Leng, please."

The ugly man also seemed to know that he was not an opponent, so he took the initiative to slip aside to make room for Leng Yanzhao.

He knew that this little brother had an extraordinary background, and his superb swordsmanship was the strongest he had ever seen in his life!
Even the top figures he came into contact with in the gang were not as powerful as Leng Yanzhao.

That astonishing sword intent is really rare in his life.

He was looking forward to the next duel.

Fortunately, he summoned Leng Yan, otherwise, he would definitely be stuck here today.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help looking at his younger brothers, with a killing intent flashing in his eyes.But he hid it well.

In the current situation, civil strife cannot be tolerated. After cleaning up that arrogant boy, we will clean up the door!

"I'm under Leng Yanzhao, please enlighten me!"

The young man holding his sword clasped his fist slightly towards Ling Shan, full of fighting spirit.

Ling Shan's powerful physical body made him see a real sword training target!
This is really hard to find, physical practitioners are rare, and such a strong one is one in a million, not much worse than an alchemist.

However, the treatment of the two is much different.

In their family, those low-level physical practitioners are just living targets, specially used to train the clansmen.

The alchemist is different.

Every alchemist, no matter where he goes, there will be crowds of people to fawn on him.

After all, if you have practiced for a year, it is possible that you will not get a pill as quickly as possible.

Therefore, the alchemist profession, no matter where it is, is a favorite.

However, he has been in the Shenyang Dynasty for so long, and the alchemists he has seen are indeed pitifully few, and they are basically yellow-level or even ordinary-level alchemists.

However, such an alchemist of such a level can actually be a great priest in many families, which really makes him unbelievable.

Leng Yanzhao himself paid more attention to down-to-earth cultivation.Therefore, finding a good live target is the most important thing.

The young man in front of him is indeed a very good candidate.

"Bringing it back to the family will definitely envy many people..."

Thinking about it, Leng Yanzhao became a little excited.

However, Ling Shan ignored him.

"Forget it, I don't want to do anything today, brother, I will leave these to you."

Ling Shan yawned and said lazily.

There was a hint of tyranny in Mingkong's demonic eyes.

Although they are full of unsightly ants, when you are in a bad mood, it is still a bit of a pleasure to crush a few to death...

"Brother, that guy with the sword, don't kill him."

Before Ming Kong could make a move, Ling Shan added another sentence.

"Got it!"

A cruel smile appeared on the corner of Ming Kong's mouth, and his evil eyes were fixed on the ugly man.

All of a sudden, the ugly man felt his scalp numb as he was being watched by a ferocious beast.

He always thought that this buddy was a younger brother, how could his strength be more terrifying than that boy? !

Mingkong will not give him time to think.

He took a step slowly, and suddenly stepped in front of the ugly man.

In the pupils of Mingkong Yaoxie, there are streaks of purple-gold divine light, which seems to be gushing out.

The moment the ugly big man looked at Ming Kong, his eyes began to scatter.

Straits of white mist visible to the naked eye flew out from the Baihui acupoint on the top of the ugly man's head.

If you look carefully, you will find that the white mist seems to have a human face, which is very similar to the ugly man, except that the scar on the forehead is missing.

Mingkong smiled slightly, stretched out his right hand, clamped the cloud of white mist with two fingers, and sent it to his mouth.

After feeding it into his mouth, Ming Kong chewed it carefully and swallowed it into his stomach.

The Purple Gold Divine Condor feeds on souls!

Everyone saw this scene.

The seven people froze in shock, staying where they were, their legs trembling.

They found that their legs were completely out of control at this moment, and they didn't move at all.

When Ming Kong walked towards them, they all had expressions of despair on their faces.

"Boss... Boss... I... I was wrong..."

The boss of the seven people spoke intermittently, with a crying voice.

A man in his thirties was so frightened that he cried.

The scene just now was no joke, it was a real soul devouring!
This completely peaked their cognition.

Who is Mingkong?Will they let them go just because of a beg for mercy?
That's definitely not possible.

Even Ling Shan has spoken, so he won't go against it at will.

He pulled out the souls of the seven people one by one, and then devoured them.

After he ate the souls of these people, the corpses of those people began to change, as if a fire burned in their bodies, turning them into fly ash!

Just like that, in a few seconds, these robbers just disappeared from the human world, like a firefly that died before the night came.

When Ming Kong walked towards Leng Yanzhao, his face turned pale.

But compared to that group of people, he still seemed much calmer.

"You are from the demon clan."

Originally he thought that Ling Shan was a physical practitioner, but now it seems that if he is a monster, it would be reasonable.

How can there be a practitioner of physical arts who can cultivate so much at a young age, and only the innate body of the monster race can have such powerful strength!

"I can't tell, but he is still a very knowledgeable young man?"

A strange smile appeared on Ming Kong's face, and he looked at Ling Shan.

Ling Shan rubbed his nose and said calmly, "I don't look like a monster..."

"It's like everywhere!"

Two voices spoke at the same time.

They came from Ming Kong and Leng Yanzhao respectively.

Ming Kong gave Leng Yanzhao a cold look, then looked at Ling Shan, and asked, "How to deal with it."

Ling Shan walked up to Leng Yanzhao, glanced at him, and said indifferently: "For the time being, take..."

(End of this chapter)