After killing the opponent with unpredictable means, the Soul Emperor took out the soul refining furnace and shook it gently.
Suddenly, a bright light jumped out from the body of the man in white and quickly penetrated into the purple furnace.
The surface of the soul refining furnace is bright and dark, flashing and flashing, as if to express excitement.
Unexpectedly, just as the man in white was dying, the man in black suddenly trembled all over, his eyes, ears, mouth and nose all started to bleed. He collapsed softly to the ground and never moved again.
"I see."
The Emperor Soul's eyes flashed, and he seemed to have some realization. He smiled strangely, shook the soul refining furnace again, and sucked the soul of the man in black into the furnace. The sickle in his right hand suddenly rose by ten feet without any warning.
With lightning speed, he slashed at another man in black holding a knife.
The man in black's eyes sparkled, and he raised his right arm, releasing a powerful aura of chaos from his whole body, and swung his sword without any fuss.
However, when the two blades were clashing, his expression suddenly changed, and he watched helplessly as the colorful sickle easily cut off the long knife in his hand, and its trajectory did not change at all, heading straight for his throat.
He was about to escape, but it was too late. He only felt a flash of light in front of his eyes, a slight pain in his neck, and then completely lost consciousness.
"boom!"
Bystanders only saw his body and head separated, his head falling to the ground and rolling away into the distance.
Seeing how powerful the Soul Emperor was, the expressions of everyone around him changed, especially those in white clothes. They took a few steps back and instinctively distanced themselves from him.
The Soul Old Devil succeeded in his move and did not continue to pursue. Instead, he stared closely at the man in white who was in the same group as the man in black. He saw a look of panic on the other person's face, but he did not follow him to death, but retreated further and further.
The further it goes, the more it gradually disappears outside the battlefield.
If the one in white clothes dies, the one in black clothes will also die.
The one in black clothes died, but the one in white clothes escaped intact?
As an unparalleled demon who once terrorized the world, he had so much experience. After a brief thought in his mind, he had already figured out the opponent's path. A smile flashed in his eyes, and he said to the ghost mandrill and the snow girl.
"Kill Bai first!"
"I think so too!"
The snow girl touched the ground with her lotus feet, leaped into the air, raised her arms slowly from the left and right, her figure was graceful and graceful, like a fairy descending to earth, the flying snow all around suddenly turned into the shape of a sharp sword, she let out a sweet scream,
"go!"
Countless small white swords flew out in unison, like a plague of locusts passing through the country, overwhelming the sky and the earth, with momentum like a rainbow, and fiercely shot at all the enemies.
These small snowflake swords seem to be firing at random, but if you look closely, you will find that 90% of their attacks are focused on
The man in white opposite him looked as if the men in black didn't exist at all.
Feeling the extreme chill contained in the thousands of flying swords, the people in white all changed their expressions. They all retreated, raised their hands in front of their chests, and made various strange gestures.
The people in black stepped forward one by one and stood in front of the people in white. They each used their own unique skills to resist the attack of the Snowflake Sword.
I don't know if it was the effect of the gestures of the men in white, but every man in black radiated radiance of various colors, and their aura suddenly increased dramatically.
These people already had the cultivation level of Chaos Realm, but now their strength has increased inexplicably. After a fierce struggle, they actually successfully withstood the Yuki Onna's violent offensive.
"puff!"
However, before the people in black could breathe a sigh of relief, there was a sudden crisp sound in their ears.
Everyone turned around, only to see the ghost mandrill suddenly appear among the men in black, swinging the giant blade in his hand upwards.
A round head flew high into the sky, drawing a perfect parabola in the air. The blood turned into red raindrops and sparsely sprinkled down.
A powerful man from the Chaos Realm was easily beheaded by him!
During the whole process, no one else could even see clearly how he moved and how he took action.
Just as the people in black were in shock and confusion, the figure of the mandrill appeared on the other side of the crowd, raising his sword again.
"puff!"
The same posture, cutting in the same part, makes almost the same sound.
Another head flew high into the sky, fell straight down, and made a crisp "bang" sound when it hit the ground.
As a result, everyone on the enemy team was immediately frightened. They left Soul Emperor and Snow Girl behind and all rushed towards Demon Mandrill. They hit him with all kinds of tyrannical spiritual skills, and the terrifying aura filled the world.
In between, the bright light pierced people's eyes.
However, facing the siege of more than a dozen men in black from the Chaos Realm, Ghost Mandrill did not show any timidity on his face. Instead, he grinned, a trace of ferocity flashed in his eyes, and the whole person disappeared in a "swift" way, which made
Thousands of spiritual lights fell into the void.
"puff!"
The next moment, he appeared behind a man in black, raised his knife and chopped off his head easily.
Almost at the same time, his feet moved several feet sideways, and his left hand seemed to flash
He reached forward like electricity, easily grasped the neck of the other man in black, and twisted it with a "click".
It wasn't until the two people died one after another that the other men in black woke up and turned around to pursue them, but the ghost mandrill disappeared in an instant. Duan appeared and disappeared without a trace.
"Poof!" "Poof!"
Following two crisp sounds, two more heads detached from their bodies and flew high into the sky. The thick smell of blood filled the air and lingered for a long time.
Facing the master sent by the farmer, he was like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, stabbing a child with one blow, leaving the other child unable to fight back.
How can it be?
This is a strong man from the Chaos Realm who has been blessed by my farm’s secret technique!
How could he be so strong?
Looking at the mandrill's invincible and brave appearance, the people in white clothes hiding behind all had a look of astonishment on their faces, almost unable to believe their eyes.
"If I guess correctly."
Just when they were shocked, a feminine voice suddenly sounded in their ears, "You guys in white clothes are the real farmers, right?"
The people in white clothes followed the sound, only to see the Soul Emperor quietly appearing behind them, with a sinister and strange smile on his face, looking at them like a beast sizing up its long-cherished prey.
Everyone was shocked and turned pale, and when they were about to retreat, they suddenly felt a surge of extreme cold from the soles of their feet, and for a moment they lost the ability to move.
When they looked down, they were shocked to find that the surface of their legs was covered with a thin layer of ice crystals, and even their toes had lost all feeling.
At this moment, Soul Emperor suddenly flicked his finger, and a crystal colored silk thread shot out from his fingertips and landed squarely between the eyebrows of a man in white.
"you……"
The man turned pale with fright, glared at him angrily, and opened his mouth to curse.
"What is your surname?"
Emperor Huntian's index finger trembled slightly and he asked with a smile.
"None of your business... Nong, Nong Mingda."
The man in white suddenly turned pale when the curse words came to his lips, and he couldn't help but answer truthfully.
"Is your guess right?"
Emperor Soul Heaven gently fiddled with the soul threads on his fingertips and asked softly.
"I won't tell you..."
Before Nong Mingda could finish his words of rejection, he suddenly felt his soul trembling, and he couldn't help but replied, "Yes, everyone here wears white clothes."
He is a boy from a peasant family, and the one in black is just a spiritual slave."
"Spirit slave?"
Emperor Hun Tian's heart was moved, and then he asked, "I heard that the farmer has an unparalleled magic that can greatly enhance the combat effectiveness of the cultivator in a short period of time. Could it be that this secret method has a price?"
"Once blessed by my farm's secret method, although the practitioner's combat power will be greatly increased, he will also become a slave of the caster and will not be able to escape for life."
The light in Nong Mingda's eyes gradually dimmed, and he no longer resisted, but spoke everything he knew, "These men in black are our spiritual slaves."
"They are all in the realm of chaos after all, why would they be willing to..."
In the middle of the words, Emperor Hun Tian suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and blurted out, "The world only knows that farmers have wonderful ways to increase their strength, but they don't know that it comes at the cost of losing freedom. As a result, they become slaves in a confused way, and they will never be able to turn around in this life.
On that day, no wonder the spirit slave died and you were fine, but once you die, the spirit slave will be buried with him. The vicious farmer behaves more like a devil than me!"
Nong Mingda opened his mouth, not knowing how to answer.
"Whether it's good or bad."
After getting the answer he wanted, the Soul Emperor sneered, flicked his index finger, and shot out streaks of colored soul threads, which stuck between the eyebrows of more than a dozen peasants, "Since you have offended us, don't blame me for taking action.
It’s heartless.”
As soon as he finished speaking, he shook his index finger, and the dozen or so people in white immediately collapsed to the ground limply. The light in their eyes gradually faded, and soon there was no sound between their mouths and noses.
"puff!"
Just as he was using the soul refining furnace to absorb souls, the ghost mandrill over there also chopped off the head of the last spirit slave with one knife.
From the appearance of thirty farm masters to the destruction of the group, the whole process took less than a moment.
"Rubbish!"
A trace of contempt flashed in Ghost Mandrill's eyes, and he commented proudly, "What an ancient family, it's nothing more than this..."
"boom!"
Before he could finish his sentence, a sturdy figure suddenly came from above and unleashed an earth-shattering blow with his right fist, hitting Demon Mandrill hard in the face.
The mandrill reacted very quickly. With a twist of his wrist, he turned the giant blade sideways and used it as a shield to block his head.
"when!"
When the fists and blades intersected, he felt an unimaginable force coming from his head. He fell involuntarily, instantly creating a huge dent on the ground that could not be seen, and the dust and smoke aroused covered the entire area. All turned into a gray patch.