Chapter 264 I Have Never Seen an Evil Soul Master Who Would Rather Die Than Surrender

Chapter 264 I Have Never Seen an Evil Soul Master Who Would Rather Die Than Surrender

The three evil soul masters were struck by lightning and were in agony. With Mu Xing's micro-manipulation, their lives were certainly not threatened, but they had gone through so much trouble to capture those bloody beast souls! Once these beast souls were completely annihilated, it would be like constantly stripping away their strength. Therefore, the three of them had to do their best to mobilize their soul power to resist, trying to make their beast souls die more slowly.

"You are not a Soul Emperor at all! Who are you? When did a strong man who can control thunder appear in Dragon Pavilion?"

Mu Xing tapped his palm with the bat and approached them step by step, "When did I say I was a Soul Emperor? What does your intelligence department's lameness have to do with me?"

A brown figure flashed by, and Mu Xing suddenly swung the baseball bat in his hand backwards without warning. A scream was heard, and a ghost leopard with brown light all over its body and brown skin with money-shaped stripes on it had its skull smashed.

The body of one of the evil soul masters suddenly shook, and then dark red blood gushed out from his mouth and nose.

"Not good! Third brother's natal beast soul has been killed!"

Under normal circumstances, they would never be willing to let their natal beast soul take action, because although this natal beast soul is powerful, it is also completely integrated with their own souls. Once the natal beast soul is severely damaged, they themselves will also suffer damage feedback.

Look, now this one is almost dead.

"Run!" How dare they confront Mu Xing head-on? His figure flashed and he turned into a cloud of mist again. Under the power of his martial soul, he flew out like lightning and fled far away in an instant. It must be said that in the cloud state, their speed was indeed first-class.

At the same time, a red-gold light suddenly flashed, and a huge red-gold lion that looked like it was carved out of crystal blocked Mu Xing's way.

The other evil soul master didn't care about anything else and released a Netherworld Ghost Tiger that exuded a dark green glow.

No matter how important the natal beast soul is, it is not as important as their lives.

"You just asked me who I am!" Mu Xing held the baseball bat in his hand, his eyes full of excitement.

At the moment when the soul of the red-gold lion was physically transcended, a figure fell out from the gray fog and squirmed to escape from Mu Xing's pursuit.

"I am the Lord of Pressure! The Master! The Emperor! The overwhelming meme! The nightmare that will go down in history of memory!" Every time Mu Xing read out a title, the natal beast soul or the original body of an evil soul master would have his skull smashed by a baseball bat.

Before they died, these three evil soul masters simultaneously turned on their soul communication devices, probably to protect their lucky companions from the lightning.

After the three evil soul masters were physically liberated, a large number of blood-colored beast souls flew around uncontrollably.

"Okay, quiet!" Mu Xing clapped her hands. Her voice carried a special rhythm. The bloody beast souls that were running around in the air like headless flies gradually stopped. Their eyes were no longer violent, but filled with an indescribable surprise.

A circle of pure white light instantly spread outward with Mu Xing as the center. Wherever the light passed, strange cries came out from the mouths of the blood-colored beast souls. The white light passed over their bodies without causing them any harm, but their originally blood-colored bodies quickly turned white, and then turned into light white smoke that rose into the air and disappeared...

"What nightmare? Zhongli Tian, ​​what happened to you? Have you received the saint?" A hoarse voice suddenly came from one of the headless corpses.

Mu Xing raised his eyebrows, searched for a soul communication device from Zhong Litian's body, and said in a rhythmic voice: "Your tenacity is really admirable, but no matter how tenacious a piece of trash is, it is still a piece of trash. My strength is geometrically greater than yours, kneel down immediately or you will be crushed to pieces!"

The evil soul master on the opposite side: ???

"Banana banana banana banana~Banana banana banana banana~" Mu Xing hummed a little tune while crushing the soul guide communication device.

Then, the soul communication devices on Zhongli Di and Zhongli Ren rang one after another, and Mu Xing followed suit and connected the communication, "AKA the pressure demon king from hell, quickly put away your leisure time. My words can make all memory domains fall into depression, and the trauma left behind will take a lifetime to heal."

"Who are you? Where are Zhongli Di and Zhongli Ren?" The voice on the other side became frantic. "No matter who you are, clean your neck and wait for me here! You dare to go against our Holy Spirit Church. When I catch you, I will suck your brains dry and make you wail for seven days and seven nights before you die!!!"

"Waste~Waste monkey~You can't beat this demon king, go home and eat bananas~" After saying that, Mu Xing did not cut off the communication like before, but continued to hum the brainwashing song amid the opponent's series of Douluo swear words.

In the distance, a dark purple lightning struck down, and a crackling sound of electricity came from the soul guide communication device in Mu Xing's hand.

Blue-black maggots convulsed and burst in the electric arc, disintegrating into slurry.

"What's your name, you maggot in the gutter?" Mu Xing crushed the soul guide communication device into fine powder and sprinkled it on the face of the man in black who was struck stiff by the divine thunder of destruction.

"Please spare my life, sir! I am the seventh elder of the Holy Spirit Church, and I am also known as the Mask. You can ask me to do anything. If necessary, I can be an undercover agent for you in the Holy Spirit Church. You can place restrictions on me, but I will do anything as long as you save my life!" The man in black had pale maggots crawling all over his face. He now regretted why he had taken the initiative to deliver himself to the other party. He thought he could give the other party a hard time, but he hit a wall. He himself was only half a spiritual soul master. How could an ordinary soul master possibly locate him accurately?

Even if we take a step back, it is impossible for a normal person to sing "Banana Banana Banana" to him. He should have realized this long ago.

"Oh? Then where is the headquarters of the Holy Spirit Church?" Mu Xing already knew the answer. She just wanted to see if the other party would lie. It was always good to have an undercover agent. She didn't want to let her own people go undercover in the Holy Spirit Church.

That place is like a drug den. Once you enter, you will inevitably be stained with the blood of innocent people. Moreover, the first thing you do when you join the cult is to be brainwashed. In this case, there is no need to send anyone there.

Hearing Mu Xing's question, Masked Douluo was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I can't tell you this. When you join the sect, anyone who can enter the headquarters is restricted. Once you tell the truth, the restriction in your body will be triggered. It was the Supreme Master who did it himself. Except for the Supreme Master and the Chief and Deputy Masters, everyone in our sect has been restricted. Once you tell the location of our headquarters, you will explode and die immediately!"