As soon as Xin Dingbo looked up, he saw a translucent armored villain sitting on his desk with a torn off phone cord in his hand.
He couldn't help but startled, reaching under the table, and took out a black round box.
The box was the size of a palm, and it was covered with dense charms, and it was attached with a small silver lock.
As soon as Xin Dingbo twisted the lock, the lid of the box popped open, and a puff of black smoke rushed out of the box, rushing to the villain in transparent armor.
As soon as the transparent armor villain stretched out his hand, he caught the black smoke.
The black smoke twisted and struggled in the hands of the transparent armor villain like a snake, making a sharp unwilling neigh.
"Mo Yuan's method of refining souls for soldiers is actually meaningless, but you still hold them as treasures."
Zhou Yang concentrated on the black smoke.
In the black smoke, there are countless hideous and terrifying bugs tumbling and twisting.
That is insect soul.
Turned into by countless monsters who were born and died.
The soul soldier is Mo Yuan's unique spell. After the sacrifice is successful, it directly slashes the enemy's soul. It is unpredictable and unpredictable. It's just that the trouble is not to mention the sacrifice, and there is dryness and harmony.
The original version of the Soul Soldier was actually to refine the souls of humans, for which it had to injure a lot of people and kill people. Later, the soul-refining spells actually originated from this, and they were once regarded as evil spirits.
The Mohist Master later improved this spell, abandoning the spirit of human beings, and instead used beasts, insects, fish, birds and other spirits as raw materials. Although still cruel, he finally got rid of the nature of the evil law.
The reason for the cooperation with Xin Dingbo under the Five Yinmen in the previous life was to strengthen the power of the Ten Thousand Soul Banners by refining the most primitive soul weapon in his hand.
In order for Xin Dingbo to seek longevity, he needed the Purple River Chariot refined by the Five Yin Men.
Whether it’s refining soul soldiers or refining Zihe chariots, they are both costly and complicated. They can’t be used directly after the method is obtained. It not only requires learning and training, but more importantly, it requires rich experience and capable personnel. The Lord is in a hurry, and it is impossible to move and study and exercise step by step. Therefore, the Zihe cart that Xin Dingbo needs is refined by the five Yinmen, and the cost is provided by Xin Dingbo, and the Wu Yinmen needs to integrate the soul bar refining method into the soul flag. Xin Dingbo was responsible for guiding the Guanqiao. Wuyinmen converted the consulting fee to the cost of refining the Zihe car to offset it. In the end, it was estimated that it would cost 300 million yuan.
Although Xin Dingbo is the head of Mo Garden, he doesn't have enough money to spend 300 million casually. What's more, how can he use his own money to embezzle public funds for private affairs
As a result, there was a shortfall of 300 million yuan, which eventually involved Schrodinger.
At this time, Xin Dingbo released the Soul Soldier Insect Slash that he had refined for many years. It was designed to injure the three souls of people. It was not affected by physical attacks and block. It was immune to most defensive spells. It can be said to be infinitely powerful. When there is no frustration, this is not only the first time a move has been unsuccessful, but also the first time that someone has been described as useless.
Xin Dingbo's eyes couldn't help but shrink, "You are not a ghost, nor a soul!"
Insect Slash specifically damages the three souls, dealing with ghosts and soul-centered souls, it has a special injury effect, but the other party caught the Insect Slash as soon as he raised his hand, and he didn't care at all. This shows that the transparent villain in front of him The main body is not the soul!
"Insightful!" Zhou Yang gave Xin Dingbo a thumbs-up, pulled out the red lotus blade and waved, a thin red line appeared on Xin Dingbo's neck, "No matter who you are, you will pay for your actions, not just It's you, your teacher, and your relatives and friends..."
Xin Dingbo stared at Zhou Yang bitterly.
"Don't talk nonsense, you are dead!" Zhou Yang sighed and said, "Why do all the villains have so much nonsense? Look at me, just hack and slash, and there is no nonsense, this is simply called!"
"I'm dead? Hahahaha... You don't understand my Mo family's magical powers at all. What is in front of your eyes is just my shadow clone. My body is hidden in a place you will never find... Ah, ah, ah, this, How can this be… "
With a horrified expression on Xin Dingbo's face, he subconsciously raised his hand and pressed the wound on his neck.
"I know that your body is ill and you are about to die, so the avatar who pretends to be a billion-dollar healthy person came out to deceive people. However, it's useless, do you know what this is? This is called a red lotus blade, and it has real damage, no matter what you are. Wherever, as long as you hit you, your real body will suffer the same damage!" Zhou Yang finally put up a finger and emphasized again, "You are dead!"
Xin Dingbo's head suddenly fell from his body and landed on the board. It rolled several times before stopping, and blood shot from his headless neck like a fountain.
"You, why are you killing me?" The head of the landed man, his eyes widened, made a very difficult sound.
"You should ask this question early." Zhou Yang laughed, "However, it is not too late to ask. Because..."
Xin Dingbo widened his eyes and looked at Zhou Yang. As long as this guy tells the truth, he can spread the image and find someone to avenge himself. The leader of the faction, the best buddies still have to have some.
"Because, even if you asked before, I won't tell you! So there is no difference between asking early and asking late. I just love to see you have to die!"
Zhou Yang laughed, stood up, walked out through the window, and disappeared into the sky as a stream of light.
"Why, why, yes, this way!"
The head of the person on the floor was spitting blood, and his voice gradually disappeared.
Somewhere far away.
A simple hall, empty in the room, without any furnishings, only an altar table with an incense burner on the table.
The incense is not a god or Buddha, but a picture scroll.
There are mountains in the painting, the mountains are steep, the cliffs are like knives, and there are pine trees on the cliffs. There is a small house in Matsushita. In front of the small house stands an old man looking at the scenery with his hands on the cliff.
Suddenly, the incense on the table went out at the same time.
A thin crack appeared in the center of the screen.
There was blood gushing from the crack.
Then a headless corpse suddenly appeared on the screen, fell heavily to the ground, and then a deadly head.
The old man in the painting disappeared at the same time.
As soon as his head fell on the ground, a ray of light burst into his eyes, which merged into a light curtain on the open space in front of him.
On the light curtain, the translucent villain with a piercing armour pill was so red that he was laughing arrogantly.
"Because, even if you asked before, I won't tell you! So there is no difference between asking early and asking late. I just love to see you have to die!"
The voice kept echoing in the cabin.
The door of the house was slammed open.
A middle-aged woman wearing a shabby floral shirt covered with mud spots rushed in with disheveled heads, hugged the head of the person on the ground, and let out a stern howl like crying and laughing.
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