Chapter Thirty-Seven: Title Douluo? Take you to practice your hands
"Oh, this old guy still has a bit of a backbone, but don't worry, you should be able to hold on for a while." Lu Han muttered calmly.
The evil soul master's black qi is continuous damage, and the evil moon and Yan should not be so easy to be killed in a short period of time, and the best time for Lu Han to make a move is after the evil soul master solves Marston.
Seeing that there was no movement in the car, Marston shouted again: "Let's go!" I can't hold out for long, quick! ”
Marston's face was about to turn red, and now he and Evil Moon were afraid that they would be in a catastrophe, and the only thing they could do was to desperately buy time for Lu Renjia and the Holy Maiden to escape.
Looking at the fallen Evil Moon and Yan, Marston began to panic. If the soul is only hit hard, there is still a possibility of recovering the soul, but once it is devoured, even Da Luo Jinxian can't save them.
"Stop! Your Dark Soul Hall has been hidden for many years, aren't you afraid of being attacked by the entire continent's sects in this way? ”
Marston roared and deterred while confronting this person's black qi, but unfortunately, how could the evil soul master be frightened?
Many years ago, the Dark Soul Temple was known for its disregard for human life and bad deeds. The spiritual art cultivated was not tolerated by the Wuhun Hall and the major sects, and there was a period of falling apart.
In today's Dark Soul Palace, its evil soul masters are still active in the rivers and lakes, but they are low-key, and even disguised like ordinary people.
As for the Title Douluo-level evil soul master, he has almost disappeared, but he didn't expect to meet one in a place like the Oaks border, where birds don't.
After listening to Marston's words, the old man in black appeared in vain, looking at Marston with a sinister gaze, his face still ugly.
"Now that I've made a move, do you think there's still a chance to spread the word? You can rest assured, the soul devouring technique of this seat has reached the realm of transformation, and if you only take three souls and do not eat seven spirits, even if you go to hell, you may still have the opportunity to be reincarnated. Hahahaha~"
Hearing this, Marston was shocked, "You...... You're a ghost...... Soul Three! ”
Soul San sighed softly, "It seems that there are still people who remember the old man, but it's a pity...... You're all going to die! ”
With a wave of his wrist, the old coffin in the distance bloomed with black light, and wisps of black gas overflowed, heading straight to the Marston Altar.
As soon as Marston wanted to dodge, he was entangled by the treacherous black qi, and his soul was instantly pulled by those black qi, although he could barely resist those black qi, he couldn't spare his hand to save Evil Moon and Yan.
In the carriage, Lu Han was still calm and relaxed, and it seemed that everything was under control.
He was waiting, waiting for Marston to lose consciousness before he could let go.
Soul San didn't attack again, but looked at a few people playfully, and his deep and empty eyes couldn't hide his joy.
Within a few moments, the four of them were left with nothing but empty shells and skins, no different from dead people.
Absorbing the souls of the four soul masters, the harvest is far greater than that of ordinary people, and if you blatantly mutilate living beings, you will definitely be judged by a decent family.
That's why he retreated to this desolate outskirts of the border, killing people, licking blood, destroying corpses.
Soul Three seemed to be very patient, and slowly approached the carriage: "Don't hide, my Soul Three kills, and there will never be a fish that slips through the net." ”
Lu Han was silent until Soul San lifted the curtain and revealed his ghostly face.
Lu Han was really taken aback, this Nima looks too scary, right......
was frightened, Lu Hanque still did not change his face, and stared at Soul Three calmly.
When Soul San saw Lu Han, his expression was stunned for a moment, even if it was a man, he was shocked by this unearthly face and aura.
Thought... This person's vague aura even had to retreat from his majestic aura. Fortunately, he was just a hairy boy, which made Soul San's heart relax.
In the cognition of all soul masters, the level of soul power is almost equal to the age, and Lu Han is too young to be troubled in the eyes of the third soul master.
Soul Three only glanced at Lu Han twice and then moved his gaze to Hu Liena, and after a glance, he instantly exclaimed.
"It's... This is a nine-song exquisite heart! ”
Soul San looked extremely excited, his eyes were full of greed, and he muttered, "How many years...... Let me find the heart of Jiuqu, creation~ Creation......"
Looking at Hu Liena's quiet appearance, Soul San's eyes began to become hot, ignoring Lu Han's existence.
If the souls of the four people outside can make his cultivation go to the next level, then swallow the Nine Songs of Exquisite Heart... I'm afraid I can reach the realm of Super Douluo.
And this time, he won't even let go of the Seven Spirits.
Soul Three made a move, and with a ball of pure black qi coiled in his palm, he carefully grabbed Hu Liena's Heavenly Spirit Gai, not daring to be careless.
Within a few moments, the black hand of the third soul was about to grab Hu Liena's heavenly spirit cover, and Lu Han waved his sleeve and pulled down the curtain at the same time......
"Boom~"
There was a loud bang, and the light in the carriage was bright!
Soul Three felt a buzz in his mind, and then he was shaken out like a cannonball.
The sudden scene caught Soul San off guard, and he fell heavily dozens of meters away, coughing up a breath of black gas, and even his mind was slightly damaged.
"What's going on...... Ahem~"
Soul San was surprised, in fact, he was careless, so careless that he removed all the guards, so he made Lu Han's attack work wonders.
Soul San patted the dust on his body, and then sneered, this bit of strength was not enough to hurt him, after all, he was a level 93 Titled Douluo, and he also had a super anti-fighting martial soul.
The bright light on the carriage was still shining, but Lu Han had already appeared outside the carriage.
"Boom" ~ The Fog Concealment Technique was about to start, Lu Han clicked a few times towards the back of Marston's head, and Marston then lost consciousness.
"Whew~ Finally lie down!" Lu Han breathed a long sigh of relief, folded his hands slightly, and recited his spiritualism, and then the fingertips of the folded were dotted with colorful micro-rays.
The colored light seemed to have the effect of purifying all the evil in the world, and when it lingered on the three of Marston, it actually dissolved the black qi on their bodies.
"Impossible!" Soul San's face instantly turned hideous, this kid can actually dissolve his corrosive qi? And he also knows the unique fog escape technique of the Dark Soul Palace!
Soul Three didn't seem to be in a hurry to attack Lu Han, and like his younger brother Soul Seven, this handsome young boy brought him an incomparably shocking feeling.
It didn't take long for Lu Han to spread out his hands, and he was pleasantly surprised to find that there were too many wonderful uses of spiritualism, and he was simply the nemesis of the evil soul master.
"Hey, old man, you're very similar to the guy I met last night, and you have the same coffin, that person can't be you, right?" Lu Han said calmly.
Last night, I regretted that I couldn't fight with a Titled Douluo-level soul master, and today another Titled Douluo was sent to the door, so I could take this opportunity to practice my hands.