I am in Douluo, and the female pope uses me as her first love substitute.

"Jin Lin, don't yell blindly when you come out later. Wait until it's time to yell. Otherwise, I'll go back and deduct snacks from you."

"I will use my first soul skill to let you use the Holy Glory Cloud. All you need to do is spread the cloud first. The quality is not important. You just need to make the scenery of this hill blurry."

"Then, I will do this...we will do this again..."

After contacting Jin Lin through Wuhun, he secretly gave Jin Lin some instructions.

Wang Zhao's raised hand pressed lightly into the void. In the flash of silver light, invisible waves rippled. It was silent and full of oppression, and the shadow brought by the giant beast suddenly enveloped the mountainous area.

At this moment, many bandits raised their heads in confusion, but it was as if a flash bomb was thrown in the sky. The silver light was so bright that the people who were illuminated could not open their eyes. They subconsciously raised their hands to cover their eyes. After a while, I could only reluctantly learn that a big monster appeared in the sky.

The first soul skill, Holy Brilliance Xiangyun!

Wang Zhao silently recited the soul curse.

Although it is more beautiful to read it directly, sometimes you still need to be flexible, such as now.

In an instant, a large cloud and mist enveloped the mountainous area, but after all, the area was too large. In order to save soul power, Wang Zhao did not let Jin Lin make the cloud and mist much denser. He just made the area covered with mist and became hazy.

Although this level of cloud and mist can barely conceal the soul master, it is more than enough to scare the ordinary bandits.

"Golden Scales, scream!"

At this moment, Wang Zhao's thoughts were conveyed to Jin Lin's mind, and his figure suddenly disappeared from the place and disappeared into the clouds.

Jin Lin didn't hesitate at all, and immediately chanted happily——

"Roar!!!"

The terrifying dragon roar shook the heaven and the earth, instantly alarming all the soul masters in the village.

Under the leadership of a soul-level bandit leader with a beard on his face and a scar at the corner of his eye, more than a dozen bandit soul masters gathered in the rear.

"Boss, what should I do?"

Some people couldn't help but trembled when they saw Jin Lin's terrifying dragon body that appeared and disappeared in the clouds and mist, full of oppression.

"How could there be a soul beast attack here? Or such a terrifying soul beast..."

The bandit leader did not respond, but murmured in surprise.

Soon someone around him couldn't help but push him again, interrupting his thoughts and saying:

"Brother, don't think too much, fight or run, make your decision quickly!"

"beat?"

Hearing this, before the bandit leader could speak, someone next to him stared.

"Hit me! That thing is so big, I'm afraid it can't even fight a titled Douluo, so of course I have to run away!"

"If you don't run away, labor and management will run away first."

With that said, he turned around.

Although this person's words sounded a bit exaggerated, they undoubtedly made everyone present more panicked. Seeing this situation, some people couldn't help but want to run away.

However, suddenly a stunned young man spoke out at this time:

"What about the brothers in front?"

"..."

At this time, the bandit soul masters all looked at him in unison, even the leader who had been silent.

"What's wrong?"

Facing the strange looks from everyone, Leng Touqing realized that he seemed to have said the wrong thing.

"Those mud-legged people are still mud-legged people no matter what. If you die, just die. If you don't want to die, just follow me and leave quickly."

Finally, it was the bandit leader who broke the weird atmosphere and made up his mind.

Of course, the dozen or so bandit soul masters all acquiesced to this. After all, they were used to being extravagant and licentious in this area, and no one wanted to really die, even the stupid young man who just said the wrong thing was no exception.

But at this moment, a silver energy beam fell from the sky, sending the bandit soul masters who had gathered together to stagger.

Ignoring their embarrassment, they looked subconsciously and saw the terrifying giant dragon flying straight towards them.

Not far away, those ordinary bandits were either trapped in the clouds and wandering around in confusion, or they had been trampled to death by the platinum dragon.

"How...how can you run away?"

The bandits were at a loss.

At the same time, Wang Zhao on the other side had quietly sneaked into the village.

Maybe after returning this time, you can ask Xiaoxue for advice on the light-distorting technique.

He thought to himself while sneaking carefully.

The reason why he sneaked into the cottage was not because there was anything he coveted in the cottage, but because he planned to first confirm whether there were any innocent people in the cottage and take them out so that Jin Lin could use all his firepower. open.

Otherwise, if he treats ordinary people who are not soul masters as sluts or even ants and slaughters them wantonly without caring about the value of life, how is that different from a certain future god-king who is a representative of a noble force? In his previous life, he went to school in vain.

As for what happened to the Haotian Sect, they were enemies and could not be merciful. Besides, even for those female Hammermen, Wuhun Palace is just an arranged marriage.

After some exploration, Wang Zhao saw this scene.

Messy...unbearable...pale...dirty...face ashen...

not far away.

Hatchets... hemp ropes... blood stains... gray meat... pots and pans... neat and orderly... the smell of meat like sheep and cattle...

"!!!"

Wang Zhao's face turned pale, he paused and did not move for a moment.

Yes, he took it for granted.

How could an ordinary bandit cause trouble in the Spirit Hall and even be found out by Bibi Dong?

This is a bunch of beasts that look like humans!

After a moment of silence.

Wang Zhao didn't care about the plight of the dead, so he had to come to the group of people who were still weakly alive. Just when he leaned down to rescue, he felt that his lower back was suddenly wrapped around him.

"Give me……"

"..."

Wang Zhao sighed and gently pulled the person behind him away. He didn't feel any strange about this, but only felt a little sad.

He raised his hand slightly, emitting pure light-attribute soul power fluctuations, which did not contain attack power, but only made the place a little warmer.

After a while, they gradually woke up, and after Wang Zhao roughly described the situation, they all knelt down.

Their lips trembled almost as they intermittently expressed grief, pleading and even resentment.

After saying this, each and every one of them lost their vitality, as if they were liberated.

"..."

Wang Zhao couldn't remember how many times he was speechless. His eyes finally turned cold, and they were as cold as ever.

"Golden scales!"

He suddenly called out, but it was not through the martial soul contact, but directly shouting.

"Roar!!!"

Outside, the platinum dragon seemed to sense the indescribable depression of its owner at the moment, and responded with an angry roar.

Wang Zhao immediately walked out of the stronghold, facing a group of bandits who looked back with either surprise or disbelief, and said:

"Kill them all."

His tone was strangely devoid of any emotion, so flat that it was a bit scary.

"who are you?"

The bandit leader asked at this time.

Wang Zhao glanced at him and didn't answer.

The fog on the mountain suddenly thickened.

The color of the sky suddenly turned gray.

The hood of the young man in black robe rustled and was blown to the back of his head in an instant, causing his silver hair to fall loose.

He just took a step forward and disappeared into the clouds, silently.

Death, come!