Tang Rao's 'chicken' skin bumps all over his body exploded, and there was no doubt that his soul was impacted.

Made, it's almost like death.

"Ah, the song!"

"There's singing!!"

"Impossible, it's obviously soundproof, I don't want to die!!"

In front of Tang Rao, several people shouted, their voices sharp, frightened, and panicked.

"Run, run!" Guan Zhenkong widened his eyes and stepped back sharply.

He didn't understand why he still had a singing voice even though he wore soundproof earmuffs.

They've tested it, and it's so soundproof that it's almost indistinguishable from real deafness.

Why is it still not good, why is it okay to scrap nine!

That's right, Scrap Nine!

In the retreat, Guan Zhenkong looked back at Waste Nine.

Waste Nine had stopped at this time, and turned around, his face full of smiles.

The smile is weird, and the laughter is so bad that it makes people's goosebumps growl.

Guan Zhenkong opened his mouth, he didn't understand, why did there be such an expression on Waste Jiu's face, at this time, why did he still laugh?

Could it be that he still can't hear the singing?

However, even if he could not hear it, he could see other horrors and panic.

Why is he laughing!

"Ah!! my head, it hurts!" The closest to Tang Rao was the library, and at this time, the soundproof earmuffs on the library's head had been pulled off by him, his eyes were bright red and bloodshot, his hands were frantically pulling his hair, and his voice was frightened and painful.

"Help me, help me!" the library howled heartbreakingly, his head looking bulging, his eyes bulging, and his mouth, nose, and ears all oozing blood.

Except for the library, everyone else is in a similar state.

Roaring like madness, seven orifices rushing blood.

As for Tang Rao, his brain was also slightly colic, but it was impossible for a soul impact of this intensity to 'kill' him.

Even if he can't use the soul skill now, the soul strength of the half-step immortal is there.

At this time, it must be too late to save people one by one, especially Guan Zhenkong, who is a little far away.

"Let's try it!" Tang Rao gritted his teeth, if he didn't do anything, this group of people would die.

"'Bastard' account!Dare to be arrogant!" Tang Rao roared fiercely, urging the power of his soul.

The power of the soul cannot be used, but it does not mean that it cannot be 'excited' to bluff people.

"Bang!" While urging the power of the soul, Tang Rao rushed forward violently.

The singing is waning, and the ripples of the soul are gradually calming down

With Tang Rao as the line, the soul impact seemed to be 'forced' back and kept shrinking.

Between a few breaths, Tang Rao rushed to Guan Zhenkong's side, then stopped, and looked straight at Waste Jiu who was standing at the front.

Just know that there is something wrong with this guy.

"Ahhh

The others also stopped howling, and although it seemed that the bleeding was a little terrifying, the painful torture had come to an abrupt end at this time.

Several people looked at Tang Rao who was standing at the front in shock.

The stop of singing, is it related to Tang Rao?

"Scrap Nine, isn't it? Tang Rao suddenly opened his mouth and said lightly, his tone calm and calm.

He could feel that the soul attack that hit him had become even more crazy than just now, but he didn't dare to take a step beyond the thunder pool.

Obviously, this soul shock was fearing itself.

The weird smile on Waste Jiu's face gradually converged, and his eyes stared at Tang Rao.

"What, aren't you going to say a word?" Tang Rao sneered.

What do you mean?

Guan Zhenkong and the others all looked at Tang Rao in horror, and then looked at Waste Jiu.

What Tang Rao means by this, isn't Waste Nine a deaf and dumb person?

"I didn't expect you to be a variable. Waste Jiu squinted, his mouth opened, and a somewhat hoarse voice came out.

Hearing what Waste Jiu said, several people except Tang Rao were like ghosts.

Especially Guan Zhenkong, a pair of bloody eyes, full of disbelief.

Waste Nine can actually speak!

He's known Waste Nine for twenty years, how could he speak.

"To be honest, is this group of people really worth saving?" Waste Jiu pointed to the four people behind Tang Rao, "Liu Thirteen targets you everywhere, sneering at you Kevin is one of Liu Thirteen's pet dogs, and the owner calls him also the library, waste one, in addition to having a wide range of knowledge, what other skills can he have As for Guan Zhenkong, a self-righteous fool." You could have been left alone, you could have stayed out of it. ”

"It doesn't matter if they're stupid or evil. As long as I don't allow them to die, no one can kill them in front of me. Tang Rao's voice was indifferent, domineering and straight to the sky, shaking down a group of little sparrows.

"Waste Nine, why!" Guan Zhenkong was already a little out of control.

"Why? hehe, there is no why, it's just that when you come, you can only die. Waste Nine looked at Guan Zhenkong, and his eyes made Guan Zhenkong extremely unfamiliar.

"Why did you save me half a year ago?" Guan Zhenkong continued to ask.

"Fools are fools after all, and only by letting you come out alive can you bring more people in, right?" Waste Nine pointed to the few people behind Guan Zhenkong, and smiled 'gloomily'.

Guan Zhenkong's mouth was open, and the whole person was stunned.

It turned out to be like this, it turned out to be like this!

This is not an accident, it is simply that he killed those five brothers, and almost killed the young people behind him

"Tang Rao, I'll give you one last chance, get out of here!" Waste Jiu seemed to have lost his patience, pointing at Tang Rao, his eyes were extremely fierce.

As for Tang Rao, he looked at Waste Nine with interest.

The eyebrows are high and low, the corners of the mouth are hooked up, and the smile is a little inexplicable.

"Yes, what if I don't leave?" Tang Rao took a step forward, not only 'exciting' the power of the soul, but also urging the dragon power contained in the soul.

He is not a dragon, and he does not have the blood of the dragon clan, the dragon power in Tang Rao's soul is because

Back then, he devoured the soul of a dragon.

Yes, that's it.

Nine Realms and Seventy-two Domains, why does everyone talk about Donald Black's 'color' change? It's because he can do everything.

Those who hate him are eager to eat his flesh and drink his blood, and those who worship him are held up as if they were gods.

"Tang Rao, if you dare to take another step, I will let them all die!" Waste Jiu's expression was hideous and terrifying, and his thin face was entangled.

"Can you? You can't! You're just a dog, aren't you?" Tang Rao continued to walk forward, 'pressing' closer step by step.

"No, I'm not a dog, I'm a collaborator, we're in a cooperative relationship!Tang Rao, you die! You give me death!Netherworld, kill him, kill him!" Waste Jiu roared loudly, his voice hoarse and unpleasant.

"Netherworld, you call it Netherworld?" Tang Rao laughed inexplicably again, "A juvenile abyss worm actually calls itself Netherworld, it's ridiculous, get out of here!"

Tang Rao's roar filled the passage.

What the?!

What abyss worm?

Just when everyone was confused, in the dark passage, there was a crawling sound of something, a very disgusting sound.

It's like a soft creature covered in slime wriggling.

A few people picked up the flashlight and shone it violently.

Huge, pitch black, disgusting, like a ball of 'meat' lying on top of the rock wall, sticky liquid dripping down constantly.