Clan Ascension, Our Clan Leader Is 100 Million Points Strong

I don’t know how many thousands of miles away.

Here, there is a light layer of fog hanging all day long.

One hall after another, row after row.

But it presents an ancient gray color, which is full of ancient flavor and also makes people feel a dull and depressing atmosphere.

There are huge lamps burning on the surrounding floating islands.

but.

When this lamp burned, it actually emitted the sound of screams from the wronged souls.

Look carefully, this lamp is made of countless entanglements as wicks.

These screams echoed among the many buildings that looked slightly dead, making them particularly scary.

here.

This is where the Fifth Grade force and the headquarters of the Soul Hunting Hall are located.

"Tsk."

Suddenly.

There was a gaping hole above the Soul Hunting Hall.

Swish, swish, swish.

This endless group of dead gray buildings is usually silent.

But.

Suddenly, a huge crack appeared in the sky above the Soul Hunting Hall of the Fifth Grade force.

Immediately, many powerful Spiritual Senses swept across here.

"Hey, is it that brat Hun Jiuyou?"

"Surprisingly, he used the sky-splitting shuttle you gave me, Laoba. I don't know what trouble this kid got into again."

Immediately.

Spiritual Sense detected that he was actually a young genius in the Soul Hunting Hall.

Even more so, he is a disciple of the eighth elder of the Soul Hunting Hall.

Several bosses from the Soul Hunting Hall were very interested.

He even teased the eighth elder with a bit of schadenfreude.

"Hmph, this kid is addicted to women all day long.

I have taught him a lesson long ago that he will die on a woman's belly sooner or later. Maybe, this time it will be overturned because of the woman!

Unexpectedly, he used the ancient treasure Sky Splitting Shuttle, this wasteful thing. "

At this moment.

A voice that hates iron but cannot become steel said.

but.

Although he was scolding, there was also a bit of preference for Hun Jiuyou in his tone.

after all.

This Jiuyou Soul is also a genius who has reached nearly 400 feet of dragon charm.

Also, the eighth elder of the Soul Hunting Hall has high hopes for him.

Whoosh.

While several strong men were joking easily.

From the crack in the void, a figure that looked anxious and embarrassed, even with fear on its face, sprang out.

"Master, save me!"

Hun Jiuyou yelled.

In an instant.

Throughout the Soul Hunting Hall, many monks were shocked.

"Hun Jiuyou, he is the disciple of the eighth elder. His strength has reached the Fifth Layer of the Dragon Transformation realm. He is carrying the king's soldiers. Why is he so embarrassed?"

"Yes, he seems very scared."

"Who is his opponent? Could it be the core disciples of several other Fifth Grade forces? Or is it the prince or princess of the Great Qin Empire?"

...

Many young monks in the Soul Hunting Hall were slightly shocked.

after all.

Hun Jiuyou is also very famous in the Soul Hunting Hall.

Moreover, his cultivation strength and background are extremely strong.

Therefore, it is also the most Apex Level existence.

Ordinary monks would never dare to provoke him.

However, this time it was so embarrassing.

This can't help but make many monks who were extremely afraid of Hun Jiuyou become curious.

Then who is the person who took action?

"Um?"

Suddenly, a soft sound came out.

From an ancient and magnificent building, a figure shot out.

Like an eagle, it suddenly swooped in front of Hun Jiuyou.

now.

I saw that Hun Jiuyou's body was already attached to a golden flame.

Even Hun Jiuyou cut off his robe.

However, this golden flame, like a tarsal maggot, appeared on Hun Jiuyou again.

The clothes are about to be burned away, and the next thing is Hun Jiuyou's flesh and blood.

"snort!"

He snorted coldly.

The one who came had a sinister look on his face.

Exactly, the eighth elder of the Soul Hunting Hall.

As he waved his hand, a dark river flowed below.

Inside, there seemed to be some bones and souls floating around.

At the touch of his finger.

The river surged directly into turbulent waves and instantly turned into a water column, pouring on the soul of Jiuyou.

"Zizzi..."

However, the next moment was accompanied by steaming water all over the sky.

The dark river water was directly steamed by the golden flame.

"ah!"

Originally, Hun Jiuyou's fearful face became distorted and ferocious.

The golden flame touched the skin of his arm.

In an instant, one of his arms turned into ashes.

"Damn it!"

When the old man saw this, his eyes were cold and he shouted loudly.

"Nine Netherworld water!"

At this moment, a long-necked bottle appeared between his sleeves.

Inside it, like black ink, a liquid that was so thick that it was almost impossible to melt, rushed out of the bottle mouth and wrapped itself around the golden flame.

"What is that golden flame that is so domineering?"

"No, I was so desperate. I actually used the treasure at the bottom of the box, Nine Netherworld Water!"

"That's right, Nine Netherworld water is extremely cold and comes from the land of Nine Netherworlds. Not to mention ordinary fires, even some Strange Fires will be extinguished under it."

"Yes, it turns into corpses and souls. Even some Spirit Bodies in the Immortal Martial World will melt when washed away by it."

this moment.

The powerful men from the Soul Hunting Hall who were teasing them just now all showed solemn expressions.

after all.

The one who can make Lao Ba use his special skills must be a famous person from the Great Qin Empire.

"Tsk."

However, what made countless monks of the Soul Hunting Hall glare.

When the Nine Netherworld water entanglement was on the golden flame, it still made a boiling sound.

The eighth elder of the Soul Hunting Hall shrank his pupils.

Because, he felt that a lot of his Nine Netherworld water was consumed by this golden flame.

This couldn't help but make him shocked and angry!

"ah......"

The screams matched the despair on Shanghun Jiuyou's face.

Even with the resistance of the Nine Netherworld water, the body of the Nine Netherworld soul continued to melt away like magic.

hiss.

hiss.

hiss.

Seeing this, countless monks in the Soul Hunting Hall couldn't help but gasp.

I just felt a chill running from the soles of my feet to the back of my head.

"Jiuyou, who is it? Who is it?"

The eighth elder roared like an angry lion.

However, at this moment, the golden flame had burned to Hun Jiuyou's neck.

"land....."

He just pronounced the word "Lu" vaguely.

In an instant, his entire body transformed into a wisp of flying ash and disappeared into thin air.

This kind of thing, watching his disciple be killed in front of his eyes.

And the feeling of being powerless makes people feel both frustrated and angry!

"Damn it, don't let me know who it is?! Ah!"

The eighth elder roared angrily.

It's too late, but it's soon.

From the time Hun Jiuyou emerged from the crack in the void to the time he was burned to death, it only took a few breaths.

At this moment.

Within the gap in the void that had not yet been completely closed, a sword came from the west.

laugh.

It emerged from it extremely quickly, even leaving a sad white mark wherever it passed.

"puff!"

As soon as this sword appeared, it was directly nailed to the plaque of the main hall of the Soul Hunting Hall.

On it, a trace of sword energy leaked.

The body of a monk from the Soul Hunting Hall was directly shattered into blood mist.

"This sword is nailed here, a small punishment but a big warning!"

"In ten years, someone will come and get it!"

A cold and indifferent, but extremely arrogant voice echoed above the Soul Hunting Hall...