I'm not a theatre god

A few minutes later.

Kongwang slowly pulled his hand out of the referee's heart, and scarlet blood flowed from his fingertips to the ground...

He ignored the referee's angry and horrified eyes, raised his fingertips, and the chain pulled out the sixth-level soul.

With the current soul superposition, Kongwang's strength has reached the sixth level. In addition, the ghost magic is unpredictable. In a one-on-one situation, the sixth-level referee is no match for him.

Although he experienced a fierce battle, he finally killed the opponent. After successively detaining two sixth-level souls, Kongwang's soul army was replenished again, and the previous consumption was also fully replenished.

"Now, all threatening existences have been basically dealt with."

Kongwang stepped over the referee's body, staring at the city shrouded in the netherworld, and waved his hand, and the souls he had detained floated silently beside him.

These souls do not have rank or mental power, but only retain the strength of the soul. Two of them were at the sixth level in their lifetime, the most condensed, followed by those at the fifth level, and then the fourth and third levels...

But among these souls, there is another soul that is out of place.

"What's wrong with that soul of Xishendao?" Kongwang looked at the soul that was so transparent that it almost disappeared, and his brows gradually frowned, "It's so weak... It's not even as good as an ordinary person, and the gods can't sense it."

Surrounded by many souls, the weak soul seemed particularly weak, as if it would collapse and disappear completely if the wind blew.

Kongwang was silent for a long time, but still murmured:

"In this era, Xishendao is indeed rare... Keeping it will also be beneficial to the future plan."

After Kongwang made a decision, he raised his hand to mobilize the ghosts and gods, and the soul of one of the sixth-level referees became visibly weaker, and a soul power penetrated the chains and continuously drilled into the weak soul!

This was not enough. With a glance, Kongwang saw that the other two souls of Lishen Dao overlapping with Fudi also began to actively deliver nutrients to the weak soul. Under the nourishment of the three parties, the originally fragile soul began to repair and grow at an astonishing speed!

The ethereal body became clearer and clearer, and Chen Ling's face gradually appeared in front of Kongwang...

However, unlike Chen Ling, the "Chen Ling soul" in front of him was wearing a tattered gray coat, and there was a mysterious ghost face pattern on the collarbone.

As this soul became more fulfilled, the ghost face pattern became more and more lifelike, and a breath extended into the void, and it was unknown where it led.

"Hmm?" Kongwang noticed something unusual and looked up at the sky above this soul,

"He is clearly a Xishen Dao... How did he suddenly become a Wushen Dao? ?"

Kongwang was unbelievable. As the guardian of the world of the dead and the incarnation of the "yin" in the world, he had never seen such a weird picture after thousands of years.

After hesitating for a moment, Kongwang stopped using other people's souls to feed this mysterious soul.

But I don't know if it was Kongwang's illusion. When he stopped, there seemed to be a devouring force emanating from the gray-coated soul, as if it wanted to pass through the chain and actively absorb other souls to feed itself... But as the eyelashes of the gray-coated soul trembled slightly, the absorbing force converged and disappeared.

The suction only appeared for a moment, as if it had never happened. Kongwang frowned and looked at the closed-eye soul, as if he had noticed his specialness...

But before he could study this soul carefully, there was a breath in the distance, locking his figure from afar!

"The owner of [The Land of Ending]..."

Kongwang turned his head to look in the direction where the breath came from, snorted coldly, and temporarily put away all these souls, intending to study them carefully after this incident was over.

He flashed and flew to the center of the old district!

He did not notice that among those dull and chaotic souls, there was a figure in a gray coat, quietly raising his eyelids...

A pair of mysterious purple pupils, exposed to the air!

"This is..."

A burning sensation came from the collarbone, Chen Ling looked down, and a thought flashed through his mind like lightning!

Is it him? ?

His soul was taken away? !

Chen Ling almost forgot that he still had the soul of Chen Ling from District 3... But after helping him take back the theater, that soul had already fallen into a state of serious injury and had disappeared for a long time.

The empty chain did not kidnap himself, nor did it kidnap [Mockery], but accidentally kidnapped the weakest Chen Ling from District 3... No wonder he didn't die just now!

Chen Ling never expected that things would develop in this direction!

"Oh no, I have to rescue him quickly!" Chen Ling muttered to himself.

Let’s not talk about the complicated relationship between Chen Ling and Chen Yan in District 3 and him… Chen Ling in District 3 saved his life. If he hadn’t helped him, he would have become a spectator.

Moreover, the Wushen Dao of Chen Ling in District 3 is connected to the “Sacrifice Land” in Ji Zai’s body. No one knows what will happen after Kong Wang takes his soul away.

Chen Ling stepped on the [Cloud Step] and quickly disappeared at the end of the street.

Boom——!!

As a blood sword pierced through the building, the hard stone slab exploded, nailing a broken body to the ground!

This blood sword had pierced through the man’s chest, and his heart was torn apart, and he had long lost his breath... His empty eyes still retained the original horror, staring blankly straight ahead.

In the rolling dust, a figure in black clothes and a wolf tail was walking out calmly.

He raised his hand and the bloody sword flew back to his hand. At the same time, his breath soared again, and the ancient killing intent spread wildly around!

Fivefold blessing!

Under [Infernal Purgatory], Jian Changsheng had killed five people in a row and gradually found the initial feeling. The surging power surged in his body. He looked down at the [Privilege] in his palm and silently clenched it.

This time... it must be possible!

Just as Jian Changsheng continued to look for the next hunting target, a ghostly figure, with a dense army of souls, quickly floated from the air in the distance.

"Hmm?" Jian Changsheng looked there with sharp eyes.

Under the fivefold blessing, Jian Changsheng's perception and insight were horrifyingly improved. He saw the appearance of Kongwang at a glance. With the army of souls around him, he probably guessed the other party's identity...

Jian Changsheng did not intend to make trouble. Just as he was about to look away, a soul tied with chains and wearing a gray coat appeared in his field of vision.

Clang——

The blood-red sword in Jian Changsheng's hand fell to the ground.

He looked at the familiar face in disbelief, with an expression of seeing a ghost. After being stunned for several seconds, he came to his senses!

"Not... buddy??!!!"

"Don't worry, brother"

"Ah???"