Chapter 2409

Name:A Paragon of Wuhun Author:洛城东
Chapter 2409 the powerful man in black

"Is it particularly important for dark old man to summon and sacrifice for the first time?"

The old man nodded and said, "of course, for the first sacrifice, the probability of failure is more than 90%

He continued: "soul servants also have their own world. They are scattered in different worlds, but they can circulate information."

"If you sacrifice something precious enough for the first time, it will leave a generous reputation in the world of these soul servants, which will be of great benefit to you."

Chen Feng asked, "then, with my strength and mental strength unchanged, isn't it that the more precious the sacrifice items are, the higher the level is, and the greater the strength is, the higher the probability of success is? The stronger the summoned soul servant is?"

"Of course." Dark old said.

Hearing what dark old man said, Chen Feng smiled and shrunk his hand, and brought back the items ready for sacrifice.

He smiled and said, "I know a place where any thing I take out can withstand all the things I am ready to sacrifice!"

The dark old man was stunned at first, and then suddenly nodded.

Chen Feng laughed and said, "you're such a cunt!"

"If we are talking about sacrificial objects, what is more precious and powerful than the scales of the mighty Teng snake, the feathers of the yellow bird, and the blood of both of them?"

All Chen Feng's possessions now may not be as powerful as one tenth of a Teng snake scale!

A month has passed. When Chen Feng left the soul space, he just saw the scene outside.

The big tripod lid was lifted, and an extremely strange smell came out of the lid.

The smell is extremely unpleasant, with a thick smell, just like the saliva in the mouth of the venomous snake.

But Chen Feng smelled it, but he was happy. He was simply too familiar with the smell!

Liquid medicine, practice it.

On the same day, at the north gate of Tianyuan Imperial City, a figure dressed in black quietly stepped into Tianyuan imperial city.

He was tall and thin, wearing a black robe, but the breath around him was hazy, misty, and looked very unreal.

Where he walked, it seemed that there were cracks in the air.

It seems that in this space, not in this space, step out, enter another space, step out, and return to the space where the Tianyuan Dynasty is located.

It gives people an extremely mysterious feeling.

Of course, there are few people who can detect his situation on this street.

In the eyes of everyone, he was just an ordinary pedestrian wearing a black cloak!

When he came to the bustling place of the street, he went into an alley on one side of his body, then turned around in the alley, and finally came to the end of the alley.

This is a dilapidated temple. There has been no incense for a long time, and even the statue has been smashed.

At this time, there are many people inside, but it's not very lively.

Everyone was basically dressed in black. They got together in pairs and whispered something. They spoke briefly, said a few words, and then left immediately.

Therefore, although there are many people here, there is an indescribable loneliness and depression, which is very strange.

Here, in fact, is a place specialized in buying and selling news in Tianyuan imperial city. The news in it involves many dark corners, so everyone is sneaky.

The man in black curled his lips and said softly, "I didn't walk in the world for thirty years. I didn't expect that the place where they exchange information here is still like this, and they haven't made any progress."

When they saw him coming in, they all looked at him. After seeing his clothes clearly, they all bowed their heads, thinking that he was the one who came here to buy news.

He came to the crowd and suddenly said, "where does Chen Feng live?"

Everyone was stunned, and then they all looked at him with the eyes of a madman. Someone opened his mouth and wanted to laugh.

Suddenly, the man in the black robe frowned, and his expression was a little impatient. He muttered in a low voice, "what am I doing in such a low-level way?"

The next moment, he suddenly whistled.

As a result, an unspeakable ripple suddenly appeared.

The next moment, with a bang, the heads of all people in the lobby burst open together, and all turned into headless bodies.

The bodies stood for another moment before falling to the ground. Even the falling posture was neat, giving people a feeling of extreme blood, extreme terror and extreme strangeness.

These people died at the same moment, and their souls wandered out. At first, they were very stunned and didn't know what happened.

The next moment, they all rushed towards the man wearing a black cloak in great anger, trying to settle with him.

At this time, the man in black sneered.

In the air, there immediately appeared a dozen flames the size of candles, and then each flame directly gave their souls to live under.

Then they began to burn their souls.

All of a sudden, they all made a miserable cry, one by one stayed in place, and they dared not resist.

Then I saw the man in black squinting, as if thinking about something.

The next moment, he took a deep breath.

So the next moment, a wave appeared in the air, and some things were stripped out of the wandering souls of those people after their death, and absorbed into his mind.

He squinted, thought for a moment, and then gently spit out a muddy breath, sighed and said, "it's a step too late!"

"Originally, the man I want to kill has led a large army to the southern wilderness?"

He frowned slightly, seemed a little unhappy, and said to himself faintly, "Nanhuang, the situation over there is much more complicated."

It turned out that he was torturing the memory of these people and depriving them directly from their souls.

He continued to say to himself, "although the southern wilderness hundred families are not worried, the inheritance of the three queens is unpredictable."

"There are so many people, entrenched in the deepest part of the southern wilderness, that I am a little afraid."

"I hope that boy doesn't have anything to do with those beings!"

The more he thought about it, the more irritable he seemed, with a sneer: "if I hadn't met that old thing, I would have killed Chen Feng. Where would I need to run to Nanhuang again?"

He shook his head, expelled the emotion, gently knocked on his forehead, and whispered to himself, "just a few days after coming out of the temple, he was contaminated by these filthy emotions of mortals."

"Soul separation, soul separation, you can't go on like this. If you go on like this, you will be scolded by adults when you return to the temple!"