The hot and cold breath hit his face, Meng Jue's muscles tensed up, his feet were walking in ghostly shadows, and he narrowly avoided a ball of flames flying towards him.
But even though he managed to escape, he still felt a burning pain on his skin.
A cold light flashed in his eyes, and with a sudden flick of his finger, a small ball of golden light flew towards the woman opposite at an unimaginable speed.
The tiny ball of golden light smoothly broke through the woman's body-protecting soul power as if it were nothing, but was held in vain by the woman's silver-light-filled palm the next second.
Meng Jue felt that something was wrong, and once again used ghost shadows to quickly move his position in the darkness.
The woman's voice also sounded the next moment: "Dragon Beard Needle? Little mouse, you have a lot of troublesome things on your body."
She grasped the palm of her hand and used the power of space to smash the fixed dragon's beard needle in her hand. Then she narrowed her eyes and searched for Meng Jue's figure in the darkness with unkind eyes.
However, the next moment, she heard some unpleasant movement coming from the surrounding walls and ceiling.
She looked up, and suddenly, the metal in the wall stabbed at her with crushed concrete blocks.
It was too fast, and the steel and concrete were everywhere, covering her almost everywhere.
Meng Jue's face looked ugly.
Meng Jue noticed that no normal weak mental power had locked onto him, and the man opposite controlled the power of space. He must not have a martial spirit related to the attribute of space. This left only one possibility... ...
The passage suddenly shook steadily.
The man smiled innocently and evilly, and his words seemed to be just out of curiosity.
The man's frown deepened.
Still no reply from here.
The man frowned, raised his hand and hit the flames.
Opposite, the woman stepped on the white flames, and the silver light around her body twisted. She moved away the steel bars mixed with cement blocks, and walked towards Meng Jue step by step.
At this moment, I was concentrating on the electronic screen behind me that was filled with surveillance footage from the abandoned amusement park in the western suburbs of Aolai City, trying not to miss any place where Meng Jue could not come out.
But before I saw the look on the man opposite me, I suddenly realized that my intuition was right.
Realizing that he was right, Meng Jue immediately called out:
Before he could hear the screams of the innocent soul, his partner gasped slightly but violently.
Meng Juere said: "Then it's just a matter of bothering him."
When Yang Rong saw this, he immediately wanted to dodge, but suddenly found that his body could not move at that moment.
You hold the complicated sword with both hands, and the flames dance around your fingertips. The hot breath gradually covers up the coldness of the flames.
Evil soul master!
However, my voice didn't seem to be heard at all.
Because the man smiled playfully and said, "It seems like he's not his exclusive liaison here anymore?"
It was only very slow that I realized that it must be this man's spatial ability that established a connection between the ground and the inner world, allowing the signal to extend back.
A thin young man with short flaxen hair sat behind several monitors showing the same picture.
...
But did I reply to my partner? My intuition told me that if I did, something wonderful would happen.
The man stopped near me and said hotly: "Yes, he should be a soul master. Can the soul master control the golden element to that extent at his stage? Because the soul master relies heavily on our Soul skills.”
Yang Rong moved her lips and was about to say something when she suddenly heard a strange voice coming from the headset that had been silent for a long time.
"Yang Rong? Meng Jue? Meng...wait, what is that?"
Suddenly, his partner's tone suddenly dropped.
Meng Jue has personally dealt with very few people. As an excellent agent, I am unfamiliar with the structure of the human body and proficient in killing techniques.
"Yi Si? Yi Da Si?!"
You said: "Frankly speaking, you really dare to kill him. You haven't used that place yet, but you want to be found by the guys outside of them immediately. And if he continues to open it like that, it will be very slow." It's going to collapse. You can't break through the space and leave. What will he do if he doesn't have those soul beasts yet? Does he want to save them?"
Only a burst of violent movement was heard in the headset.
"Meng Xiaojue, can you hear me? Why is this a reply?
"Hey, why is there suddenly no signal again? Yang Rongai, he's out? How are these soul beasts? Have they been rescued? Where is he now? Why do you still see his coordinates?"
I know how to see blood and send people off the road quietly. Whether it is using a rope or directly pressing the throat with my hands to suffocate people, I have vague ideas and have personally implemented it.
Meng Jue was stunned for a moment, and soon he understood why the signal was suddenly restored.
Meng Jue's face suddenly turned pale.
"So if I am definitely dead,"
"——Will he be sad?"
The man curled his lips: "I just hate guys like them."
However, the flames fired by the man could still fall under me, because many steel bars mixed with concrete popped out of the surrounding walls, blocking the flames behind me.
The smile on your face narrowed, and your red lips darkened.
However, Meng Jue's heart immediately sank to the bottom.
However, the last second, the voice of my partner outside the headset made my heart beat wildly.
Although I was still not vague about what kind of situation my partner might encounter here, I still subconsciously said: "What happened, Yi Si?"
The man smiled and pushed out the flame that had not turned into an evil symbol in his hand.
So for the time being, I didn’t make any more rash moves. I just laughed again and said, "Whether you are a soul master or not, what does it have to do with you?"
Until the last second, all the sounds in the headset were attributed to Changzhi's harsh electromagnetic sound.
I already have a fair complexion, but when illuminated by the snow-white light above my head, my skin makes my lips look bright red, and I don’t feel like I’ve had an ancient movie filter added to my skin.
"I'm sure you guessed wrong, his martial spirit should be of the gold element."
You raised your hand, and before the pitch-white flame ignited from your palm, countless twisted souls were flying outside the beating sparks.
"What's going on? Why suddenly...where did the evil spirit come from?!"
However, he jumped all the way, and when he was about to reach the edge of the gap in the ventilation duct, his vision suddenly blurred. When he regained consciousness, he returned to the ground again.
"Meng Xiaojue, what happened? Has he been discovered, Meng Jue?
At that moment, the evil symbol suddenly turned blood red.
The wailing sounds of countless innocent souls became shallower and faded, disappearing into the air.
"Do you remember that the liaison officers of their special agents are basically civilian personnel with outstanding combat capabilities?"
"Also, their frontline agents seem to have a normal and close relationship with their own liaison officers.
Meng Jue took this opportunity to fly up and leave through the ventilation duct exposed through the hole in the ceiling.
"Yi Si?"
Yang Rong's breath was stagnant, and he lowered his voice a little: "Yi Si, report the situation on his side!"
And these people, in their suffocating joy, will make sounds like this, desperate for air.
