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"Do you know why I asked you to donate all the money collected from these people to Project Hope?"

"I know, you said that devouring souls is a taboo and cannot be tolerated by nature, so you donated the money to Project Hope to offset your own sins." The high priest answered honestly.

"It's good to know. In the same way, it's okay for you to use your soul mark to control small officials and officials, but among those in high positions, which one is not blessed with national destiny and protected by dragon energy? Do you think Heaven can watch you control these? Humans? If you control these people, you will be able to control the destiny of a country. Not to mention your current strength, even real gods would not dare to do so. If you do, gods will not be able to withstand the thunder and punishment of heaven."

"But, Brother Hua, is there really a way of heaven in this world?" the high priest asked.

Brother Hua shook his head: "It should be so. In short, you can never make a big mistake if you are careful. I don't want to be suddenly struck to death by a thunderbolt one day while I am eating and sleeping."

Speaking of this, Brother Hua thought of his cheap master in another world. His cheap master couldn't hold back his desire after massacring a small town and absorbed the souls of everyone in the town. As a result, he was killed by a drought thunder. Not even the dregs were left after it was chopped.

Watching a powerful monk being hacked to death in front of him, this incident left a deep psychological shadow in Brother Hua's heart. At one time, Brother Hua was so scared that he didn't dare to continue practicing. The cheap master taught him exercises.

If a fellow practitioner hadn't told him later that he could do good deeds to offset his own sins, Brother Hua would have even planned to give up practicing these quick-acting demonic cultivation techniques, and then practice slowly and step by step.

……

After waiting at the door for a long time, the door finally opened.

The high priest returned to his aloof posture at this time.

"come in."

Zhao Yang nodded and followed the high priest into the room.

"My God, people brought it." After entering the room, the high priest said respectfully.

The man looked at Zhao Yang, and at the same time, Zhao Yang was also looking at the man.

The man looked very young, probably only in his early 20s, but he could not see the vitality that a young man should have at all, and instead gave Zhao Yang a lifeless feeling.

Zhao Yang felt a strong energy wave on the man. This energy wave was somewhat similar to the energy wave on the previous group of fanatical believers, but it was completely different.

"Come on... punch me with all your strength." Suddenly, Brother Hua said.

Zhao Yang was stunned for a moment, as if he suspected that he heard wrongly.

To be honest, this was the first time Zhao Yang heard such a mean request in real life.

Seeing Zhao Yang stunned, the high priest thought that Zhao Yang did not dare to be rude to Brother Hua because of the soul mark. After thinking about it, he said: "Hit you if I ask you to, with all your strength."

Since everyone has asked for it, Zhao Yang, based on the principle of helping others, must of course satisfy the other party.

"it is good!"

Zhao Yang nodded, walked up to the man, clenched his fist, pumped his fist, and punched the man's chest hard.

From the energy fluctuations in this man's body, Zhao Yang could tell that this man was not an ordinary person and was not weak. He should not be punched to death by himself, so Zhao Yang did not hold back and punched with almost all his strength. .

You must know that even in a normal state, Zhao Yang's power is as high as several tons. When fully exploded, the impact of Zhao Yang's punch is not much weaker than the impact of a speeding truck.

Zhao Yang only had pure physical strength and no energy fluctuations in his body, so Brother Hua did not make any defense at all. After all, with the strength of his foundation-building monk, he did not believe that an ordinary person could hurt him, even if this ordinary person was a A martial arts master.

However, Brother Hua's confidence only lasted for a short moment before quickly disappearing.

As Zhao Yang punched, Hua Ge instinctively felt a huge crisis. This sense of crisis reminded him of the divine thunder that struck in front of him.

Almost instantly, the hairs all over Brother Hua’s body stood up.

Knowing that he could no longer dodge, Hua Ge did not hesitate at all, and directly fired a defensive spell to protect himself. At the same time, the spiritual power in his body was poured into his whole body, and he crossed his arms in front of his chest.

At this moment, Zhao Yang's fist had arrived.

Click!

boom!

Under the shocked gaze of the high priest next to him, Zhao Yang punched Brother Hua's crossed arms hard.

With a crisp sound of bones breaking, Hua Ge flew backwards like a cannonball.

The huge impact brought by Brother Hua who flew upside down even shattered and collapsed a wall behind him.

"how can that be!"

The high priest's face was horrified. Due to the shock, his eyes suddenly widened with disbelief.

"Ahem...who are you?" Brother Hua stood up from the collapsed wall and looked at Zhao Yang warily.

"what!!!"

The wall suddenly collapsed, and a naked woman originally lying on the bed in the bedroom screamed in fright.

"Noisy!"

Brother Hua snorted coldly, his eyes narrowed, and the woman's screams stopped abruptly.

In Zhao Yang's shocked eyes, a milky white light floated out of the woman's body and flew towards Brother Hua.

Zhao Yang saw clearly. In this light group, he saw a figure exactly like this woman struggling in the light group.

"This is...soul!"

Zhao Yang's eyes widened, completely shocked by the incredible scene in front of him.

Although the high priest had used a spell called Soul Brand in front of him before.

Although he felt strange energy fluctuations from those suspected controlled fanatics and Brother Hua in front of him.

But the impact these brought to Zhao Yang could not be compared with the impact brought by the group of souls in front of him.

Soul imprints may also be explained by deep hypnosis or supernatural powers, as are energy fluctuations.

But what about the soul?how to explain?

Although people always talk about the soul, no one has ever been able to truly prove its existence.

But now, what did Zhao Yang see? !

A true ball of soul!

If the soul really exists...

Zhao Yang didn't even dare to think about it further.

Because it represents too many things.

In Zhao Yang's shocked eyes, Brother Hua swallowed the soul directly into his mouth.

As the soul was swallowed, Hua Ge's arms that were broken by Zhao Yang's punch healed rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In just a few seconds, Hua Ge's arm was completely restored to its original state.

After moving his arms, Brother Hua looked at Zhao Yang with some resentment and fear at the same time.

He knew very well how powerful Zhao Yang had just been. If he hadn't suddenly sensed the danger and used a defensive spell on himself, he might have been directly punched to death by Zhao Yang just now.

The hatred in Brother Hua's eyes became even stronger when he thought that he was almost killed by a conspiracy.

"Who are you!" Brother Hua continued to ask in a deep voice.

Regarding Zhao Yang's identity, Brother Hua was afraid and at the same time very curious.

There is obviously not a trace of spiritual power in the body, but this strange power is comparable to that of a monk in the foundation building stage, or even stronger.

"Could this really be the power of martial arts?"

Brother Hua couldn't help muttering in his heart.