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Chapter 70: Nether Mage, Lost Soul Guide


A hazy green flame suddenly lit up around Zhao Lingjun's body, and there seemed to be countless unsightly figures shaking inside, screaming and struggling miserably.

The bald man's dagger and the hands of the national character face hit the green flames that were closely surrounding Zhao Lingjun at once.

Before Zhao Lingjun could figure out what was going on, the national character face and the bald man had already let out a terrible scream.

As soon as the daggers and palms of the two men touched this hazy green flame, the two men curled their bodies as if they had been struck by high-voltage electricity, and bounced back.

And the countless steel bars that swept over like a swift wind, as soon as they touched this layer of green flames wrapped around Zhao Lingjun's body, they all bounced back and fell to the ground without exception.

When the green flame on Zhao Lingjun's body slowly disappeared, all the people present were stunned.

Lin Yiren, who was wearing pajamas, stood quietly at the entrance of the building, and behind him, Wu Xiaoye, who was slightly pale and had black hair hanging quietly.

"How is this possible?"

the young man with a slab looked at the kokuji face and the bald man moaning in pain on the ground, as well as the steel bars that fell to the ground like a scorched poisonous snake.

The young man's face changed drastically, and he jumped to the side of the national character face and the bald man with an arrow step.

There was not a trace of scars on the face of the national character and the bald man, but the expressions on the faces of the two people were more painful than being slashed seventeen or eighteen times.

"How can this be" The voice of the young man with a flat head changed, and he looked at Lin Yiren with disbelief, "You are also a stranger" "Stranger" Lin Yiren looked at Wu Xiaoye and shook his head.

"Then who are you" The face of the young man with a flat head changed, and he couldn't help but wave his hand and erect a steel wire fence in front of him.

"What the hell are they going on?"

"We are employees of Monsienne."

Lin Yiren's smile made the young man with a flat head tremble.

"You can rest assured, their lives are not in danger."

Looking at the two people who were moaning in pain on the ground, Lin Yiren continued: "The Netherworld Fire on the path of the Yellow Spring only has the effect of imprisoning and burning the soul.

It doesn't hurt their flesh. ” "What the hell are you talking about?"

the young man with a slab only felt that he was trembling all over, and even the steel wire mesh he had laid was like a wave, causing ripples.

"Forget it, even if I say it, you won't understand."

Lin Yiren's gaze made the young man with a flat head feel like an idiot.

"You'd better go."

"Okay, our Hexing Club is planted this time."

The young man with the slab stomped his foot, as if turning to leave.

But at the moment when the young man with a board turned around, the huge steel wire mesh behind him suddenly dispersed again, turning into countless sharp arrows, shooting towards Lin Yiren and Zhao Lingjun and the others.

"Damn, it's too td-insidious."

Zhao Lingjun felt that this young man with a stubborn attitude would not give up, and now this hand really did not surprise Zhao Lingjun.

But before Zhao Lingjun could move, Zhao Lingjun saw that a thick black fog suddenly appeared in front of him, Zhang Changsheng, Xiao Ping and others.

It was already late at night, but the black of the thick fog seemed to be a hundred times darker than the night.

And countless poignant voices sounded in everyone's minds.

And in those black mist, there are countless looming and poignant faces, and it seems that there are countless people who want to get out of that thick black mist.

But it seemed that he could only knock out the shape of a grim face on the edge of the black mist.

"What is this" Zhao Lingjun and Zhang Changsheng and the others were completely stunned, and they forgot to dodge at all.

By the time Zhao Lingjun, Zhang Changsheng, Xiao Ping and the others came back to their senses, the thick black fog had already dissipated, and the sound that seemed to have countless people screaming violently suddenly disappeared.

Everything was like a hallucination.

But the steel bars flying in the sky have also disappeared.

"How can this be" The young man with a stump looked at everything in front of him in disbelief.

The countless steel bars seemed to have been swallowed up by the black mist.

But a hint of coldness flashed in Lin Yiren's eyes, "Do you know which two kinds of people I hate the most in my life?"

The cold light that flashed in Lin Yiren's eyes made the young man with a slab and the gray-haired middle-aged man who could control the concrete tremble, and he involuntarily took a step back.

"I hate people who don't count when they talk and people who plot against me."

Before the young man with a plate had not replied, Lin Yiren had already said coldly.

When Lin Yiren's last words came out, Lin Yiren didn't know how to add a peculiarly shaped white short staff in his hand.

This short staff is only as thick as an ordinary person's thumb, and it is less than half a meter long, but on this short staff, there are several gems that are more bright red than blood.

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And the whole short staff is covered with all kinds of strange symbols, which looks extremely weird.

As soon as the young man and the gray-haired middle-aged man saw the short white cane in Lin Yiren's hand, they only felt extremely frightened for some reason.

The two of them suddenly lost their fighting spirit, and after glancing at each other, the two turned around and ran.

But the two of them had barely taken two steps before they heard a scalp-making sound.

It was as if something was roaring low and tearing at a person's flesh and bones.

A black vortex suddenly appeared on the ground not far in front of the two people.

As soon as the gray-haired middle-aged man saw the black vortex not far in front of him, he stopped abruptly.

And the young man with the board inch ran faster, and suddenly accidentally got into the black whirlpool.

Before the gray-haired middle-aged man could figure out why the cement road in front of him suddenly turned into a black whirlpool, a low roar had already come out of the black whirlpool.

And with this low roar, the gray-haired middle-aged man only heard a terrible cry from the black whirlpool.

And that cry was made by the young man who kept the slabs.

Then the gray-haired middle-aged man only felt that in the black vortex in front of him, it suddenly seemed to be a gust of wind.

When the wind blew, the gray-haired middle-aged man only felt that his whole body was covered with a layer of sticky things.

The gray-haired middle-aged man subconsciously wiped his face, and when he put his hand in front of his eyes, he found that his hands were already full of blood, and it seemed to have some scraps of flesh and blood.

"Ahh "What the hell is this" Before the exclamation of the gray-haired middle-aged man disappeared, Zhao Lingjun, Zhang Changsheng and the others saw a huge head suddenly appear in the black vortex.

The first thing that caught everyone's eyes were four blood-red eyes like red lanterns.

And then there are the sharp teeth that are as white as serrations.

A giant monster that seems to be seen only in movies appears in front of everyone.

The monster's body was the size of four or five adults, and the monster's body was covered with black, tumor-like things.

Its skull, on the other hand, did not seem to have ears, but it had four huge blood-red eyes, and a huge mouth with countless sharp teeth that kept flowing viscous blood-red saliva out.

With every low roar of this monster, its blood-red saliva sprayed on the gray-haired middle-aged man standing opposite him, who was already so frightened that he couldn't even leave.

"This is the tiller beast of the Hell Dao in the Six Realms of Reincarnation."

Lin Yiren's voice was very calm, as if he was telling a beautiful story.

"If you kill too many tillers in the world, after falling into the hell path of the six reincarnations, you will continue to suffer from the tillers and beasts."

As soon as Lin Yiren's words fell, the monster with four huge blood-red eyes suddenly pounced on the gray-haired middle-aged man in front of him.

Just in an instant, the gray-haired middle-aged man's body was torn apart by the tiller beast like a piece of paper.

"Holy."

Zhao Lingjun only felt sick to his stomach for a while, and vomited it directly.

"It's disgusting, when I first saw it, I was the same as you."

Lin Yiren looked at Zhao Lingjun sympathetically, and then waved the extremely weird short staff in his hand.

A hexagonal array of glittering mangs lit up at the feet of the tiller beast devouring the shattered flesh of the gray-haired man, and then turned into a large black vortex.

"Roar", the tiller let out an unwilling roar, as if trying to jump out of the huge black vortex.

But the black vortex, as if with an indescribable suction, slowly dragged the tiller beast in.

By the time the black vortex was gone, all that was left on the ground was a shocking stain of blood and some broken flesh.

"Uh'''" When the tiller beast was finally dragged into that black vortex, the smell with a strong smell of blood spewed out made Zhao Lingjun vomit again.

"I know your hearts must be full of question marks right now."

Lin Yiren smiled weakly at Zhao Lingjun, Zhang Changsheng and the others, who had finally straightened up and stopped vomiting, as if he had just waved the short staff in his hand and consumed a lot of his energy.

"But it doesn't matter anymore because I'm leaving."

"Where are you going," Zhao Lingjun asked Lin Yiren in surprise.

"I don't know."

Lin Yiren smiled weakly and looked at Zhao Lingjun.

"But do you think that we can live a peaceful life here after we made a move?"

Lin Yiren's words made Zhao Lingjun fall into an ice cave.

The big battle just now, not to mention Lin Yiren, even if it is himself, he has already shown extraordinary ability, how can he still live in this community in the future If you don't leave, maybe tomorrow you will be arrested and studied as a guinea pig.

As soon as he thought of this, Zhao Lingjun was speechless.

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As soon as he saw Zhao Lingjun's speechless appearance, Lin Yiren couldn't help but smile weakly.

Lin Yiren looked at Zhao Lingjun, and then looked behind him, the only one who saw the hellish scene in front of him, but Wu Xiaoye, who was silent, couldn't help but sigh, "But if I have time, I really want to know what kind of people you are." ” "Me."

Before Zhao Lingjun could answer, he saw a black flute that seemed to be entwined with countless gold threads appeared in Wu Xiaoye's hand.

"I am the same kind of person as you."

Wu Xiaoye looked at Lin Yiren's eyes, shining with a strange light.

"And you don't have to leave."

Zhao Lingjun, Zhang Changsheng and the others were stunned, not knowing what Wu Xiaoye meant, but Lin Yiren, as soon as he saw the flute in Wu Xiaoye's hand, his face had already changed.

In Lin Yiren's changing face, Wu Xiaoye put the black flute to his mouth and began to play.

The melodious sound of the flute resounded throughout the community, a tune that Zhao Lingjun had never heard.

And since the first sound came from Wu Xiaoye's flute, there was no sound at all in the entire community, except for the sound of the flute.

And countless dark clouds, I don't know when they started, gathered densely above the community.

The darkness of the night became even thicker.

Zhao Lingjun remembered the mixed yuan umbrella recorded on the bamboo piece for no reason.

"Forget the worries, the soul leads" But in Zhao Lingjun's mind, as soon as this thought appeared, Zhao Lingjun heard Lin Yiren exclaim in surprise.

"You're a descendant of the Dark Witch."

"Yes, I am the sixty-third generation descendant of the Dark Witch Sect."

After the flute stopped, Wu Xiaoye slowly raised her head.

"And what about you, Nether Mage" "What kind of dark witch sect netherworld mage" Zhao Lingjun couldn't believe his ears.

"Immortal Master."

But Lin Yiren didn't have time to answer.

Everyone was shocked.

A man suddenly jumped out of the window of the opposite building and landed on the ground with a thud.

Lin Yiren and Wu Xiaoye's faces changed, and Lin Yiren couldn't help but wave the staff in his hand.

But the man's next actions made Lin Yiren completely stunned.

"Immortal Master, you can accept me."

The man suddenly bowed to Zhao Lingjun and fell to the ground, knocking his head.

"Immortal Master" Zhao Lingjun was stupid.

But Wu Xiaoye couldn't help but ask: "Are you?"

Because Wu Xiaoye knew that it was definitely not an ordinary person who came

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