Yang Muyun was holding a strange thing in his hand, and knew that this was the soul furnace that made the gods tremble. He didn't know that he thought it was a large horse lantern.
The center of the furnace is empty and dull.
It would be great if you could put a few souls in it, and the higher the level, the better the soul.
And on earth, the best-quality soul is undoubtedly the soul of human beings.
Yang Muyun thought about it, but finally decided to take the risk.
"The laws on earth cannot control the gods in other worlds. I have traveled through time. Can't I be a madman after I'm still a time?
After making up his mind, Yang Muyun asked Wang Jinlong: "Who do you think deserves the most?"
Wang Jinlong was puzzled for a moment, but he still replied: "The scumbag deserves the most!"
Yang Muyun felt in his heart that this child was hurt too hard by a woman.
Any innocent boy has few scumbags in his heart, and he wishes he would let them die tomorrow and bury them with his own hands.
Shaking his head, Yang Muyun asked again: "Who else should be the most damn girl besides scumbags? That is, if you are given a chance, who do you want to kill the most?"
Wang Jinlong thought about it for a long time.
Born in a peaceful era, he had never experienced any storms, nor had any great hatred. He really didn't know who to give this invitation from the King of Hell.
Finally, Wang Jinlong took out his mobile phone and searched, then said: "It is said online that the most important thing to be shot is human traffickers and poisonous people."
Yang Muyun made an OK gesture, "Arrange!"
Then Yang Muyun walked out and wandered around the city under the cover of the night.
Especially parks, shopping malls, kindergartens, stations and other places.
The practice of the Dark Sky has made Yang Muyun's spirit and soul leap. Even if he pays attention to ten thousand people at the same time, he can easily observe the expressions at the corners of their eyebrows and eyes carefully.
Therefore, Yang Muyun quickly locked in more than a dozen suspicious objects, and then screened out the real scum among these suspicious objects.
This person has already chosen a target. He is a father who is taking care of his child in the waiting hall. Unfortunately, this father has been staring at his cell phone, looking up at the child from time to time, and yelling when he sees the child walking away.
And his actions were like a lighthouse in the darkness, and soon attracted the attention of some suspicious people.
When the father finished yelling and put his attention on his phone again, a woman in ordinary clothes walked to the child, and several other men walked on both sides to cover the woman.
The moment the few people wiped the child's body, the woman covered the child's mouth and nose with a handkerchief, and then hugged it skillfully in her arms.
Several men covered the women on the left and right sides, and even those who were close at hand did not notice the abnormality here.
Yang Muyun smiled.
Good guy, five at once.
When he controlled the flying sword, he instantly appeared above several scums, and the scums were unaware of Yang Muyun in the invisible state.
Yang Muyun split a few mental powers and stabbed them, and the people immediately stiffened.
The child who was stunned also woke up under the stimulation of his mental power and then burst into tears.
The father who plays with his mobile phone also feels like he is on a whim, as if he is touched and looks at his child.
After a moment of stagnation, my father instantly understood what was going on.
I saw him jump up, running all the way, and climbing over four waiting seats several times.
That speed, the flowing hurdle, even if the flying man saw it, he had to give him a thumbs up and praise him, he had half the style of my elder brother back then.
As they were getting closer, the elder brother threw his cell phone out with his arm.
Yang Muyun glanced at it and found that the route was a little wrong, so he guided it with a little effort.
Bang!
Accurate hits a woman's forehead.
At this time, a few scum came to their senses.
Before they could think about what had happened just now, the few people immediately left the child who was kicking their legs randomly, grabbed the woman who was still in a dizzy state, and ran out.
They had already stepped on some of the steps and had a good chance to practice the retreat route. There was also a fast start and accelerated car at the closest distance.
Bao Dad picked up the mobile phone with the screen on the ground and threw it at the back of the scum.
The error this time is a bit big, but with Yang Muyun's correction, nothing is wrong.
However, a few scum escaped with a strong will to survive.
The father squatted on the ground and hugged the child, his arms tightly strangled, fearing that the child would disappear again.
Then, Bao Dad slapped himself a few times, and he couldn't even realize it when he threw his glasses away. He cried and laughed, and kept muttering unclear words.
The child had never seen his father before, and he was immediately scared and screamed.
When the audience next to him saw this scene, they took out their mobile phones to take photos, posted them on WeChat Moments, and sent their social accounts.
It was the Spring Festival travel rush, and the workers who returned to their hometown to celebrate the New Year went out together. Several fellow villagers carrying large and small bags were scattering cigarettes while chatting.
"If this is put in our village and pressed to the ground and beaten to death, it will be difficult for the police station to come."
Someone immediately agreed: "It's useless to beat him to death. Alas, this is not good for the people in the city. I'm afraid of this and that, and there is not even a person to stop him."
"Last time there was a dog stole the dog. The people from our village slapped it with a stick. More than a dozen old and young men beat them up. The people who had more than one hundred pounds were shoveled and only eighty pounds were left."
"Awesome, amazing, what a man!"
"Come on, man is going to get Huazi."
But on the other side, a few scums hid all the way and got into the car like loaches.
The woman who had been holding on the way finally fainted.
A few accomplices looked at me, and I looked at you, all of them looked unlucky.
"Go away quickly, I always feel something is wrong today. The back of my neck is cold, as if someone is staring at me."
“It’s really weird today.”
"Didn't we go out today to pay homage to the second master?"
The driver slapped the accelerator and wanted to leave this unlucky ghost place immediately.
"Grass! You can't stay in this place anymore! Grass! You can change the place quickly. Grass! The plates have been trampled in the past few days! Grass..."
But the next second, his cursing voice suddenly rose.
"Getting out of grass!!!"
The other accomplices immediately became impatient, "Cao, what's the point of being shocked? I'm scared to death."
"Fuck! I'm stepping on the horse, the brakes failed!"
The person on the passenger seat belt immediately tightened his seat belt, "Fuck, what car are you driving?"
"Fuck! Just make a Tesla!"
"Fuck! You dare to do something Tesla, don't want to die?"
"Fuck! Who knows that the fuck is such a coincidence!"
Yang Muyun carried the soul furnace all the way to the bridge, looking at the few residues that were only thirty or fifty kilograms left, and shook his head with a tsk.
"I didn't expect that Tesla in this world is also unreliable. Before I could take action, it fell down by itself."