"Buzz——!"
A red humanoid figure Mecha left a long arc in the sky and suddenly stayed in the air. Only then did a low sound of breaking through the air sounded, and Mecha glanced around with his eyes.
There are dense fish carcasses floating on the sea, the elements in the sky are chaotic, and two Soul Power fluctuations containing different wills are still turbulent between heaven and earth.
Mu Ye raised his hand to take a photo of Soul Power floating in the air. He felt it carefully and felt his heart sink slightly.
Fire Element has the most power left, but Lin Xingyu has less power left.
A ball of light shone, and the figure of an old man stopped next to Mu Ye. The old man was dressed in blue-gold armor. He glanced at the battlefield and turned to look at Mu Ye.
"How's it going?"
Mu Ye shook his head and whispered, "The two people who fought should not be dead, but the winner should be determined. I don't know where they are."
Chen Xin Jie said with some interest, "I didn't expect that Nether King Douluo Halosa was still alive. He didn't show up for such a long time. I thought Heaven's Favor Douluo had completely killed him."
After a pause, Chen Xin Jie said, "But it's not surprising that he is alive. He has been resurrected several times before, but he has not shown up for such a long time. It seems that the injuries Heaven's Favor Douluo left him were quite serious."
"No!" Mu Ye shook his head, "There is another possibility. Although Ha Luosa was crazy and massacred the city many times before, the purpose of each attack was quite clear, which was to improve himself by killing."
"He hasn't appeared in the past few decades. It may be that his strength has already reached a limit, and ordinary killings have little effect on him."
Chen Xin Jie's face changed, "Quasi-God?"
"It's not Quasi-God, and it doesn't have the ability to make me turn around and run away!"
After a moment of silence, Chen Xin Jie continued, "I will propose to strengthen the wanted search for Holy Spirit Cult. Lin Xingyu is also one of our War God Temple. No matter what, he will definitely take revenge this time. Who is the other Evil Soul Master who attacked you?"
Hearing Chen Xin Jie's acknowledgment that Lin Xingyu was gone, Mu Ye twitched the corner of his mouth. He didn't believe that his apprentice died like this. Logically speaking, he should have run away anyway. He thought about what happened at that time. In the scene, Mu Ye said, "Level ninety-seven Titled Douluo, Three-Word Battle Armor, Martial Soul is Dark Phoenix, a woman. I haven't seen her appearance. She is always wearing a mask."
Hearing Mu Ye's words, Chen Xin Jie nodded thoughtfully. Thanks to the existence of Martial Soul, except for those first-generation Mutated Martial Soul, other strong people basically know what kind of person you are as soon as they expose their Martial Soul.
'Dark Phoenix, Leng Yulai at level ninety-seven? I need to ask Spirit Pagoda Leng Clan...'
Mu Ye did not give up and walked around the scene carefully, and found several broken pieces of Soul Tool scattered on the seabed.
As for the trace of Lin Xingyu, I still couldn't find it. I finally counted the types of Soul Tool, and I breathed a sigh of relief.
There are still a few Soul Tool triggers that trigger chain life-saving functions, but the person should be fine.
Skysea City.
In a room located in the corner, thick dark blue curtains completely cut off the outside world. There was only one Soul Guidance Lamp in the room, emitting bright light.
Leng Yulai, who looked only thirty years old, was lying on Swan's velvet sofa with his arms pressed behind his back.
The long dark red hair looked a bit messy, with a few strands falling to her round and plump chest.
The dark black robe on her body is like a curtain falling at night, outlining her plump figure. The vaguely exposed fair skin forms a sharp contrast with the dark black robe.
"Yeah!"
In Sea of Consciousness's violent turbulent pain, Leng Yulai groaned and opened his eyes.
He just woke up, and then he felt the severe pain in his body, and he couldn't help but let out a muffled groan again.
Without thinking about observing the surrounding environment, he carefully felt his physical condition, and Leng Yulai's heart gradually sank.
Sea of Consciousness was hit hard and is still in constant turmoil. It is obvious that she cannot recover in a short time. There is also a force suppressing and sealing her mental power, making it even more difficult for her to recover.
The Soul Power inside the body was tightly locked, and the internal organs were severely damaged. The meridians were injured in countless places, and even a slight movement would cause severe pain.
Even Martial Soul felt an obvious sense of weakness.
When she was seriously injured in the last Sea of Consciousness, she had already recovered from her physical injuries with Phoenix Nirvana. Now this situation is obviously another one.
Without treatment, Leng Yulai felt a chill in his heart.
He opened his eyes and took a look at the surrounding environment. It was obviously a hotel. The person Ha Luosa asked him to kill on the bed opposite him was sitting cross-legged there, with radiance flowing around his body.
Vitality is thick and spiritual. Sitting there cross-legged like a sleeping dragon, there is a faint feeling of indestructibility, indestructibility and immortality.
Seeing the surrounding environment clearly, Leng Yulai felt a deeper chill in his heart.
If she did not hand herself over to the Federation organization to be imprisoned, this would be a worse end for her.
If it falls into the hands of Federation, not only can it exert political power, but with so many people observing, there will always be mistakes. When the time comes, whether Holy Spirit Cult rescues it or finds a way to escape, it will be more promising.
In this kind of private detention place, what kind of end will happen? It really depends on the other party's intentions. No one knows if he seals off all his power and locks himself in a secret room.
It's better to just end it now.
"Phew!!"
Exhaling a long breath of white breath, Lin Xingyu slowly opened his eyes.
"Where is this?" Leng Yulai's voice was still quite cold and pleasant.
"Skysea City, a hotel."
Hearing Lin Xingyu confirm, Leng Yulai gave up completely.
"But you Holy Spirit Cult, why did you suddenly attack me? Don't tell me that this is a coincidence. I think the terrorist attack on Eastsea City must have been planned by you, right?"
Leng Yulai nodded and said slowly, "It was planned by Nether King Douluo Halosa. It is indeed not a coincidence."
"As for why I suddenly attacked you, I don't know. I was not responsible for these things in Holy Spirit Cult, and I am not interested in them. I only joined Holy Spirit Cult to obtain some secrets."
"This attack on you was directly targeted at you by Ha Luosa. Everything was arranged by him and was his personal behavior. Holy Spirit Cult had no plan against you."
"My involvement in this matter was just an accident. You have been at Heaven Dou City in the past few months, and I happened to be at Holy Spirit Cult Heaven Dou City Branch."
"So I was directly pulled over by him. In Holy Spirit Cult, Ha Luosa's status is far higher than mine. It is really difficult to disobey his orders." At this point, Leng Yulai's face showed a hint of weakness. Coupled with her pale face at this time, she felt even more sickly.
"I also know a lot of Holy Spirit Cult's secrets, if you are interested in these."
Lin Xingyu looked at Leng Yulai lying there with a strange expression. Regardless of whether these words were true or false, after all the blame-shifting, begging for mercy, and betrayal of information, Lin Xingyu could only make out six words from these words no matter how he listened.
Hey, can we reconcile?