1091. Ten Thousand Soul Devourers

After vomiting several mouthfuls of blood, Mr. Xue struggled to stand up from the ground. He looked at Leng Xuan with a look of disbelief on his face and asked, "What is that thing of yours?"

Leng Xuan smiled and stretched his hand forward. In his hand were three thin purple needles, which were the magic-breaking needles he took from the Thousand Faced Fox last time. When he punched just now, it was just to confuse Old Xue, and then took the opportunity to shoot the magic-breaking needle, making the opponent unable to avoid it. Xue Lao knew his stuff well. When he saw the three purple thin needles, he immediately changed his color and said: "Devil-breaking needles! You actually have such a thing." He covered the wound, held back the severe pain in his body, gritted his teeth and said: "Boy, who are you? Why are you going against me?"

Before Leng Xuan could speak, he heard Long Qiu's voice full of hatred coming from not far away: "Mr. Leng was invited by us specifically to take your life. Just be prepared to die tonight. I'm going to use yours." Let us use our flesh and blood to pay homage to the hundreds of innocent souls in our village."

When Xue Lao saw the Long brothers, he was slightly startled, and then said coldly: "It turned out to be the helpers you two guys found. I really regret that I let you two escape that day. If I had known this, I wouldn't have paid any attention to it. No matter what the cost, I will kill you." After saying that, he turned to Leng Xuan and said, "Mr. Leng, right? I wonder what your relationship is with these two guys? If you were just invited by them to help with revenge, I don’t care how much they pay you, but I’ll pay you three times as long as you let me go tonight. How about that?”

Leng Xuan sneered and said: "Let you go? You have killed so many innocent people over the years for cultivation, why didn't you think of letting them go? Come beg me now, it's too late, it's too late. Tonight , you have to pay for the sins you have committed over the years."

Seeing that Leng Xuan couldn't make sense, Mr. Xue glanced at the three of them coldly, with a stern look in his eyes, and said fiercely: "Okay, since you are unwilling to let me go, then I won't let you have it easy. Even if When I die, I will be buried with your lives. Hahahaha..." He was afraid of laughing, but he suddenly roared, then spread his hands, his momentum surged, and a stream of blood surged out of his body. This breath shot straight into the night sky, forming a blood cloud. As this breath became stronger and stronger, his body quickly shriveled up. Before long, he had become skinny and bones, as if all the flesh and blood had been drained from his body.

Leng Xuan frowned and watched as the night sky above his head was replaced by a scarlet red, wondering what the purpose of this blood cloud was. Just at this moment, I heard the dying old man Xue laughing ferociously: "I want you to taste how powerful my Ten Thousand Soul Devourer is. This blood cloud is the souls of the people I have killed over the years." It is tempered, and anyone who is contaminated by it will immediately have their soul swallowed by it. Boy, this blood cloud will be your burial place. Haha!"

Following Mr. Xue's laughter, Leng Xuan found that the blood cloud above his head began to change, condensed into a giant hand, and grabbed him. Before the giant hand came close, Leng Xuan felt the terrifying death energy contained in it, which made his scalp numb. He moved quickly and escaped the grasp of the giant hand, and at the same time shouted to the Long brothers: "Run quickly, don't stand there, find a place to hide, let me deal with it here. "