"Sizzssssssssss..."
The friction sound caused by the contact between the soles of Zhao Jin's shoes and the outer wall of the building continued to sound.
"boom!!!!!!"
As soon as the fire water bag reached the bottom, there was a huge roar from the top floor. Zhao Jin looked up and saw that the power of the explosion had cracked the outer wall of the building, and countless broken objects fell from the top.
"Boss Zhou finally exploded. The wind is tight. Get out, or you will be smashed to death."
Zhao Jin thought to himself, then quickly let go of the fire water bag in his hand, and continued to slide down. He held a long gun on each side, and scratched the tip of the gun on the wall to increase friction. Otherwise, he would have to jump directly from such a high building. You can't fall to death.
Yang Mingyu, who was hurriedly coming not far from the building, happened to see the fire hose blown by the wind on the side of the building. He lowered his head and followed it to look down. Zhao Jin just landed and jumped away.
Yang Mingyu stared at Zhao Jin's back from a distance, as if he wanted to remember him.
At this time, the distance between the two of them made it impossible for him to catch up. After weighing the situation, Yang Mingyu gritted his teeth and rushed upstairs.
The top floor of the building was already in a mess. Broken stones and debris, along with the corpses of snakes, insects, rats and ants, could be seen everywhere. Yang Mingyu waved his hand to disperse the dust in front of him while walking deeper.
"What happened just now? Such a strong spiritual power fluctuation. Was the explosion just caused by spiritual power!?
How much spiritual power does this require? Eighth grade? Or seventh grade? Or is he a strong person in the middle three realms? "
Feeling the strong spiritual power fluctuations still remaining in the attic, Yang Mingyu felt shocked. Fortunately, he arrived a step too late, otherwise how could his small body withstand such strong spiritual power?
"Um!?"
Yang Mingyu continued to walk inside. This should be the office of the owner of this building. Suddenly, he noticed a faint breathing wave coming from somewhere inside.
"How can anyone survive in such an explosion!?"
Yang Mingyu clenched the spear in his hand and reached forward.
"Well, this is it, yes."
When he came to a place where the wall collapsed, Yang Mingyu cleared away the large rocks on the "little bag" with one hand, but he remained alert in his heart.
"Huh? There is really someone!"
Yang Mingyu looked surprised. As soon as he turned over a few fragments of the stone wall, he saw the clothes of the person underneath, a tattered gray robe.
"Look at this style, is this a Taoist priest?"
Yang Mingyu speeded up his movements and quickly cleaned out this "little bag of dirt".
This man looked really miserable. His robe was covered with holes of all sizes, and blood was constantly flowing out of his body from a large hole on his waist. It looked like he had been pierced by a spear.
They were both wielders of spears, and Yang Mingyu could recognize the wounds caused by the spears at a glance.
"At least one of the people on the top floor just now is a spear user. Could it be him?"
Yang Mingyu looked at the wound and thought of the gun-holding figure he saw when he just went upstairs.
"I'll find you."
Yang Mingyu tightened the spear in his hand, his eyes full of determination, and then continued to look at the man on the ground.
"This man is really ugly."
At this time, Master Ge's face was covered in blood and flesh, and the few pieces of intact skin were bruised and swollen by the debris from the explosion. The goatee he was proud of was a tattered mess. Like a bunch of dry weeds.
"Hey, there are a lot of good things."
Yang Mingyu looked at the exposed corner of his chest and flicked it with the spear in his hand, revealing a broken breast shield under his clothes. It is conceivable that if it were not for this protective mirror, this person would not have survived the explosion just now.
"Haha, you guys who are still alive, come with me."
After saying that, Yang Mingyu was about to pick him up and take him away, but the sudden sound from the window suddenly set off alarm bells in his heart.
"Haha, young man, you have to leave this person to me!"
When Yang Mingyu heard this, he immediately turned aside, distanced himself, summoned his soul, and faced the figure by the window in a fighting posture.
When did this person appear? Why didn't I feel his presence at all?
Yang Mingyu became more and more frightened. Not to mention the opponent's strength, this silent movement skill alone was not something he could match.
"Hey, Yang Wenguang, you are really a formidable young man, but I have to trouble you to give that person to me!"
This man's whole body was shrouded in black robes, and his figure could not be seen clearly, but judging by his voice, he must be an old man. If he is too old to die, he is a thief. This man can call out Yang Wenguang's name at a glance. His eyesight is extraordinary and he is absolutely extraordinary.
Although this person seemed to be speaking in a discussion tone, Yang Mingyu could hear the irresistible meaning in his tone.
"No matter what, the spiritual explosion just now will definitely attract my eldest sister's attention. I just need to delay the time and hold on until Sister Lan comes. I'll give it my best."
Yang Mingyu silently considered countermeasures in his heart, gritted his teeth, and determined to resist.
"Young man, it seems that you have chosen a path that is not easy to take."
As if he had read Yang Mingyu's thoughts, the man's tone of voice became more and more stiff. Behind him, a soul much taller than Yang Wenguang was slowly condensing out.
It was a soul wearing what looked like huge antlers, and there seemed to be beasts galloping and roaring behind it.
Yang Mingyu stared at the soul intently, as if the battle was about to break out.
"Let him go!"
Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded behind Yang Mingyu.
"boss!"
The person who appeared behind Yang Mingyu was none other than the person he planned to delay the battle and waited anxiously for. The boss of all the soul suppressors in Xinhai City, Xinhai Town Soul Envoy Yang Lan.
"Give this man, let him go."
Seeing Yang Lan's sure and affirmative eyes, Yang Mingyu had no choice but to agree.
"yes."
"Hey, little girl, you are very wise. Then, Mulu, let's go."
A tiger soul emerged from the soul behind the man and carried Master Ge on his back. The soul named Mulu returned to the man's body. He turned around and stood by the window, jumping down. .
"Mingyu, don't you understand why I let him go?"
After this person left, Yang Lan, who had a figure like a ripe peach and was more charming than before, turned around and looked at Yang Mingyu.
"Yes, but I believe you have your own reasons, boss."
Yang Mingyu seemed very honest at this time, but Yang Lan still saw the displeasure deep in his eyes.
"The reason why we let him go is simple: we can't defeat him."
Yang Lan smiled self-deprecatingly.
"Can't beat you? You are close to the fifth level of the Third Middle Realm, but you can't beat this black-robed man who suddenly appeared!?"
"Yes, we can't beat him or even offend him. Even the Yang family behind us may not be able to offend him."
"!?"
Yang Mingyu looked shocked. He still knew a little about the strength of their Yang family. He didn't know whether there were any people from the upper three realms, but there were still a few big bosses from the middle three realms and their Yang family. He, the head of this family The eldest sister actually told him now that the Yang family cannot afford to offend others? How could this not make Yang Mingyu confused?
"Do you know about the Wizards' Alliance?"
"I know, you mean he is from the Wizards' Alliance!? Hiss~~~"
Yang Mingyu took a breath of cold air. The Wizards' Alliance was indeed a behemoth to the Yang family.
This organization was founded very long ago, even much earlier than the establishment of the Qianguo Soul Suppression Master Administration.
As the name suggests, this organization includes all spiritual masters who know the art of witchcraft and Gu. The scope of its organization's influence is extremely broad, and their organizations are present in every continent.
"But, boss, didn't you hear that they have been divided internally?"
"You are right. Although this organization itself is large, it is very loose. There are many hills and factions inside. Twenty years ago, due to internal discord, it split into two factions, the White Witch and the Black Witch. From the outside, it seems that this behemoth is about to disappear in name only.”
Yang Lan chuckled, his face seemed unconcerned, but deep down there was an indelible fear.
"Then why should we be afraid of him?"
"Haha, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. No matter how divided and weakened they are, it's not something our Yang family can handle. What's more, we really can't beat this guy."
"Is it possible that the boss has already recognized who this person is?"
"Well, an old guy who has lived for many years. Although his talent is not very good, he has lived long enough. I am afraid that only adults in the upper three realms can deal with him. Have you seen the management of our soul master? The Bureau’s wanted list, he is a dark witch and is on the list.”
After hearing this, Yang Mingyu kept recalling the official wanted list within the organization in his mind.
"King Mulu!?"
"Well, you think he is kind-hearted and wants to let us go? He is not that kind-hearted. He just doesn't want to attract the attention of the big shots in the Soul Calm Master Administration. What's more, he has offended one of our guards in Qian Country. Sir, do you dare to offend me more?"
Yang Mingyu listened and recalled the information about King Mulu in his mind.
King Mulu, a fictional character in the classic novel "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms", the master of Bana Cave and an ally of Meng Huo. He is good at driving away beasts, can control wind and rain, control wild beasts and direct them to fight.
With the help of magic, he initially achieved some success against the Shu army, but was defeated after Zhuge Liang's fire-breathing wood beast scared his animals away, and finally died in the chaos.
But it's a pity that the Mulu King just now is not fictional, but a real existence.
Not all the souls in this world are real and exist in the long history. Some of them are famous because of their great fame, and because of the existence of people's will and belief, they can also condense into soul bodies, just like some fantasy creature souls in the West. , dragons, demons, magicians and so on.
Don't underestimate people's willingness. Some people who were not so powerful in history became extremely powerful after becoming souls, such as Zhang Fei and Lu Bu.
And some characters are obviously very powerful, but because their names are rarely known, they become less powerful after becoming souls, such as Sun Jian and Xu Rong. This is because they suffer from lack of fame.
