In the dark mountain forest, you can't even see your fingers.
On the top of a thick locust tree somewhere, a man dressed in black robes sat cross-legged on a branch. He was as light as a feather, and a small branch could bear the entire weight of his body.
The man is holding a spiritual stone in his hand and is practicing.
suddenly.
"Um?"
The man's eyebrows twitched slightly, he opened his eyes, his pupils were filled with blood and he glanced behind him.
Nothing was discovered.
"What's going on today, I feel a little uneasy..." The man thought for a moment, then formed a magic formula, and a bloody ghost formed in front of him.
Whoa! The blood-colored ghost shadow exuded a formidable aura, and under his control, it turned into a wisp of sinister wind and disappeared into the darkness behind him.
This is an evil magical power, which is made from the souls of living people. It can be controlled at will and is full of violence.
A few minutes later.
The blood-colored ghost figure was speeding from a distance, but still nothing was found.
"It seems that I have overthought it..." The man in black breathed a sigh of relief and prepared the magic formula to put away the bloody ghost.
But the magic formula is pinched.
The bloody black shadow in front of him remained motionless, as if he had lost control.
Sudden.
Next to the bloody ghost figure, the void rippled, and quietly, a figure appeared calmly.
"Damn it!"
The man in black's face changed drastically, and he didn't have time to think too much. He looked up to the sky and let out a sharp whistle to alert his companions. However, the sharp sound only echoed within a few meters of the radius.
It cannot be passed on at all.
There is a formation to cover it up! "Who is your Excellency?"
The man in black felt nervous and raised his head to stare at the figure in front of him.
But the figure did not reply, and said calmly: "I thought you were also a remnant of the Soul Eating Sect. Now it seems that the evil cultivators who have sneaked into Kyoto are not just the Soul Eating Sect."
The man in black's eyelids were twitching wildly. Without thinking, he bit the tip of his tongue and spit out a mouthful of blood, preparing to use a secret method to escape from this place.
In the darkness, a cold light suddenly appeared, and a majestic sword intent roared out.
"Divinity Realm!"
The man in black had a look of horror on his face. The secret technique that he had finally gathered was crushed and collapsed by the sword before he could use it.
A cold light was silent, yet extremely majestic, cutting down from the dark void.
"No!"
The man in black screamed in despair.
There was just a 'poof' sound, and a big head was chopped off. Before the head and corpse fell, a black dragon soul sprang out from the darkness. The dragon's mouth opened, and it breathed out ghost fire dragon breath, melting and devouring the corpse.
Tang Ming reached out and grabbed it with five fingers.
Whoa! A residual soul fell into the palm of his hand, and he directly used the secret soul-searching technique.
Half a minute later.
"Ghost Evil Sect..." Tang Ming raised his head and threw the remnant soul into the mouth of the black dragon soul. At the same time, he also completely defeated the condensed bloody ghost of the opponent.
Tang Ming took a step forward.
The void rippled, and soon he came to another dark sentry point. He also killed the evil cultivator in the dark and searched for the soul, but there was no sound.
"This place is the stronghold of the Ghost Demon Sect."
"The Wang family is really good. It has almost become a gathering place for overseas evil cultivators. What's ridiculous is that the Wang family is still a super wealthy family in Kyoto..." Tang Ming's eyes were cold.
After searching for souls several times, he has figured out what is going on here. The people in the Guisha Sect here are all little ones, there are no high-level evil cultivators, and there are no strong people.
Thinking of this, Tang Ming stopped hiding and jumped into the air.
"who!"
"How dare anyone dare to break into this place!"
"kill him!"
In the dilapidated factory building, several cold drinks instantly erupted.
Six figures shot out at the same time, all of them were at the Golden Core realm. The first was a silver-haired old man with a hooked nose and a strong breath. He was obviously at the peak of the Golden Core and a half-step Nascent Soul.
Tang Ming was too lazy to talk nonsense and waved his hand.
Wow! The black dragon soul rose up in the storm and entrenched itself behind him. Those huge scarlet dragon eyes gave people great fear.
"Roar!"
Roaring to the sky.
The entire body of the black dragon soul suddenly collapsed, shattered into pieces, and turned into six surging black mist that swept forward, including six evil cultivators in an instant.
Bang! Bang! Bang! The explosion sounded.
In an instant, the six evil cultivators turned into six masses of blood mist.
The black dragon soul regrouped and approached Tang Ming with a flattering look on his face. He opened the dragon's mouth and sprayed out six residual souls.
"Quite sensible."
Tang Ming nodded with satisfaction, and then started searching for the six remaining souls.
moment.
Tang Ming opened his cold eyes and looked up at the distant sky: "I want to see how many people can be caught tonight."
Zheng! The sword sounded.
Tang Ming disappeared into the sky in an instant, heading towards the next evil cultivator stronghold he found after searching for souls.
……at the same time.
Inside the Second Ring Road of Kyoto, somewhere in a luxurious private estate.
Wang Changyu was sitting on the leather sofa, holding a wine glass in his hand, his face was gloomy, and the veins on his forehead were bulging, showing the rage of the head of the Wang family at this moment.
In front of him.
Several direct descendants of the Wang family stood respectfully, not daring to take a breath.
Not long after.
The cell phone of one of his direct relatives rang, and he quickly answered it, turned on the loudspeaker, and faced Wang Changyu with his cell phone respectfully.
"Master, it has been decided."
"The murderer who killed the young master is called Tang Xuantian, and he is the chairman of Xuantian Group. This person also has a name, called Tang Ming."
"And the person who destroyed Xingbao Pavilion today is Tang Ming."
A voice came from the phone: "I checked the flight information from Jinling to Kyoto today, and one of its first-class passengers is Tang Ming."
"The murderer of Mr. Wankei has come to Beijing."
Finished the last sentence.
The atmosphere in the venue instantly became cold and harsh.
Wang Changyu still maintained his original sitting posture, but a ferocious look gradually appeared on his majestic face.
But the voice on the phone rang again.
"Master, I also discovered that Tang Ming has a close relationship with Yun Qingrong and Yun Yalan. It was also because of Yun Qingrong's appearance that Xingbao Pavilion was closed."
Um?
Yun Qingrong! Wang Changyu couldn't help but frown when he heard this name.
"Continue to investigate and investigate that beast named Tang Ming!"
"I want to know his every move in Kyoto!"
Wang Changyu's tone was full of anger.
After hanging up the phone, he frowned and looked up at his second brother: "How many strong men from the clan are here?"
"Four people are here, all strong."
The second master of the Wang family hesitated for a while: "Brother, Tang Ming has a close relationship with the Yun family. I'm afraid that taking action rashly will cause a dispute between the Yun and Wang families."
"I think it's better to wait until father comes back from the camp before making a decision, just in case..." He didn't finish what he said next.
Because Wang Changyu was staring at him with a sharp gaze, the second master of the Wang family felt guilty for a while, and his voice became quieter unconsciously.
"You have to know that Wang Zhijie is not only my son, but also your nephew, and the future heir of the Wang family in Kyoto!"
"Zhijie is still paralyzed in bed. He will be a cripple for the rest of his life."
"If it were you, would you be able to bear it?"
Wang Changyu raised his head and stared at his second brother with an indifferent tone.