Letting you take charge of the Wuhun Palace, you actually ruled all worlds?

Chapter 147 Four Demon Saints

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Hearing Yang Ge's resolute tone, the little doctor's delicate body couldn't help but startled, especially when looking at Yang Ge's firm tone.

The little fairy doctor finally nodded slightly.

"Okay, I believe you."

A smile appeared on Yang Ge's face.

……

On the other side, Soul City.

"Report, there is no trace of any suspicious person in the northwest direction."

"Report, no trace of any suspicious person was found in the northeast direction."

Listening to the reports one after another, Soul Core's expression was gloomy as if water was about to drip out.

Especially looking at Hun Tian's corpse in front of him, Hun Xin clenched his fists tightly, and the anger in his eyes almost gushed out.

Hun Tian is one of the two emperor bloodlines in their clan.

It is no exaggeration to say that as long as he is well cultivated, Hun Tian is likely to become the mainstay of the Hun clan in the future.

But now, Hun Tian was inexplicably killed.

This simply alarmed the entire soul clan, and did not give the entire soul clan any face.

"Which kid, which kid did this, I will definitely make you regret living in this world."

Soul Core clenched his fists tightly, his eyes bursting with rage.

The terrifying grudge was released unreservedly, and the oppressed surrounding soul disciples trembled, not daring to take a breath.

"My lord, my lord, it's out, it's out."

At this moment, a joyful voice sounded.

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Hun Xin turned his head, looked at the Hun Clan member who was rushing over, and asked sullenly.

"Who?"

"Who killed Hun Tian?"

When the soul clansman saw the extremely gloomy expression of the soul core, he was also taken aback, and said cautiously.

"Yes, it's a kid named Yang Ge."

"Yang Ge?"

Soul Core was taken aback, apparently he had never heard of this name, and he hadn't found out who this Yang Ge was from his memory.

The soul clansman quickly explained.

"The little one just heard about it just now. Yang Ge is a pope called Wuhundian, a strong man who came out of nowhere."

"The strength is so powerful that even the Patriarch of the Pill Tower and the Master of the Soul Palace are not his opponents, they were all beheaded by him."

"what?"

When Soul Core heard this, his pupils shrank slightly, and a look of disbelief appeared on his face.

He has some understanding of the strength of the Patriarch Danta and the master of the Soul Palace, both of whom are five-star fighters.

Such strength was beheaded by Yang Ge.

From this we can see how strong Yang Ge's own strength will be.

Soul Core's face became serious.

"Where did this Yang Ge come from?"

"Forget it, no matter where this Yang Ge came from, whether it's for revenge for the soul, or to tell everyone that I can't be provoked by the fourth soul clan, or for our soul clan's plan, this Yang Ge will never be killed. Can't live."

With that said, Soul Core looked at his subordinates.

"Go, take me to find that Yang Ge, I will let him understand today what will happen to offend my soul clan."

The disciples of the soul clan nodded their heads repeatedly when they heard the words.

Saying that, the bodies of several people rose into the air, planning to leave here and go to Pill City.

Soul Core seemed to think of something, and said to one of the Soul Clan disciples.

"You, go back and report this matter to the Four Demon Saints. This matter is too big for us to decide."

"Besides, I'm worried that someone is behind that Yang Ge. So it's safer to ask one of the Four Demon Saints to reinforce him."

The soul disciple couldn't help shaking when he heard it.

Four Demon Saints.

That is the existence of the top combat power among their soul clan.

Unexpectedly, this time, even Master Soul Core in the later stage of the Six-Star Fighting Saint was unable to solve it alone, and he had to alarm the four Masters of the Four Demon Saints.

You must know that the strength of any one of the Four Demon Saints has already reached the late stage of the Seven Star Fighting Saint.

Moreover, they have all stayed in the late stage of the Seven Star Fighting Saint for countless years, and their realm has already been polished to an extremely stable state.

Even in the face of the legendary Eight-Star Dou Sheng, he still has the power to fight.

"Yes, it is."

This disciple didn't dare to be negligent in the slightest, nodded repeatedly, moved his body, turned around and flew into the space channel leading to the soul clan.

Seeing that disciple's figure disappear from his sight, Hun Xin nodded in satisfaction.

"Let's go."

Behind the soul core, a group of soul disciples nodded.

Brush brush.

There was a sound of piercing through the air, followed by figures that disappeared into the sky in an instant.

In the soul city, seeing countless strong soul clansmen disappear, the coercion that was originally shrouded in everyone finally dissipated.

Everyone also heaved a sigh of relief.

However, some smart people realized something when their bodies shook.

Brush brush.

Each body moved and flew towards the place where the soul clan disappeared.

Obviously, they all want to watch the upcoming shocking battle.

In this way, their knowledge and cultivation will be improved.

……

Soul Clan, Soul Realm.

In the channel of the soul world, the space fluctuated slightly, and a voice rushed out in a little panic.

"Yo, Hunda, why did you come back so soon?"

"Do you want to be lazy? Or are you greedy for life and afraid of death, and dare not follow Elder Soul Core to catch the murderer?"

With the appearance of Hun Da, several disciples who had a good relationship with Hun Da, spoke to Hu Da.

Hun shook his head and said with a serious face.

"Everyone, when I come back this time, I have important news to report."

Although Hun Da's voice was not loud, the people present were at least above the Dou Zong level, and their hearing was so keen.

Brush brush.

The disciples, elders, and deacons around and even further away all turned their heads and looked at Hunda.

Obviously, the news of Huntian's death had spread in less than an hour.

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Hunda took a deep breath of the cold air and said slowly.

"Everyone, the enemy's strength is very strong, and one of the elders among the four demon saints may be needed to take action."

As soon as this word comes out.

The audience was silent.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

After three full seconds, the silence was broken by a loud laugh.

"Hahaha, do you need one of the Four Demon Saints to take action?"

"Master Hun, are you here to make a joke? In places other than our Soul Clan, in the barren land of Zhongzhou, are there any enemies attacked by Lord Four Demon Saints?"

"Hun Da, are you here to make a joke? Do you know that some jokes are not allowed?"

Several disciples from the law enforcement hall came up with fierce faces.

Obviously, he planned to arrest this outspoken guy.

Everyone's ridicule and questioning made De Hunda's body tremble continuously.

Scared.

Afraid of the majesty of the Law Enforcement Hall.

Fear of being punished and tortured by that horror.

(End of this chapter)