An Litong snorted coldly, and the person leading him turned around and left without looking back.
Shangguan Wei'er's eyes suddenly turned malicious.
She glared fiercely at Long Zhanye on the stage, her eyes full of hatred and murderous intent.
Then, she turned around and left, her skirt flying, and she disappeared into the crowd.
The game ended with such a shocking scene.
The nobles and spectators present, including the gamblers who had won money, all stood up in a panic and left quickly.
They really don't want to see Long Zhanye at this time again.
The young man stood there, surrounded by five Evil Soul Master, with a strange aura exuding around him.
Such people are so terrible.
They just want to leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible.
Long Zhanye stood there, looking at the people leaving in a hurry, with a smile on his lips.
Soon, the rewards were placed in front of him one by one.
Rare Metal, measured in tons, piled up into a small mountain!
Mithril, Adamantite, Star Sand, Amethyst Copper... Various precious metals shine attractively under the light!
And the most important ones--Level 9 Soul Tool, Sun Moon Divine Needle!
Long Zhanye's eyes fell on that Soul Tool.
Sun Moon Divine Needle is actually two ring-shaped Soul Tool, one large and one small.
The large one is about 1.5 meters in diameter and is golden; the small one is about 1 meter in diameter and is silver.
The two rings are set together and rotate slowly, with dense and complex lines engraved on them.
Those lines are so complex and exquisite that even Long Zhanye, Level 6 Soul Engineer, is dizzy!
Ye Yulin sighed, stepped forward, and handed Sun Moon Divine Needle's hands to Long Zhanye.
His eyes were complicated and his voice was low:
"If you want to use it, your cultivation level must reach the eighth level or above."
"Otherwise, you won't be able to control it at all, and there won't be enough Soul Power to support it."
He paused and his tone became more solemn:
"Don't try to crack my Soul Tool. Otherwise, it will break you to pieces."
Having said this, Ye Yulin paused and took a deep look at Long Zhanye.
There was warning, regret, and a hint of indescribable complexity in those eyes.
At this time, around Long Zhanye, the five major Evil Soul Master blocked all possible routes to leave.
Except for Vice Sect Master, whose face is invisible, every face has a satisfied smile.
"Po Hongchen, thank you for your contribution to this alliance. You deserve it."
Nangong Wan came forward and pointed at those Rare Metal and a cannonball the size of an adult's thigh.
That's Level 9 Fixed Soul Guidance Shell!
Xishui Alliance's rewards are all placed in front of Long Zhanye.
Long Zhanye unceremoniously collected these things one by one into Storage Soul Tool.
This was originally one of his important purposes for participating in this competition.
Rare Metal is the material he needs to make Soul Tool. Level 9 Soul Tool is the attack weapon he dreams of.
Level 9 Fixed Soul Guidance Shell is even more powerful enough to threaten the ban of Douluo!
"Thank you, Leader Nangong."
Long Zhanye said lightly, without any emotion in his tone:
"If there's nothing else, I'll leave first."
He raised his feet and was about to leave.
"Wait a minute."
A voice sounded.
Vice Sect Master raised his hand and blocked Long Zhanye's way.
The movement seemed casual, but it carried an unquestionable majesty.
Long Zhanye stopped, turned around, and looked at her calmly:
"What? I helped you win the game, so why don't you let us leave?"
His tone was cold, with a hint of impatience.
Vice Sect Master smiled slightly, and there was something meaningful in that smile:
"Of course not. It's just that we have something we want to discuss with you."
Her eyes fell on Long Zhanye, as if she wanted to see through him:
"Look at your weird gray-white Killing Intent, you are Evil Soul Master, right?"
Long Zhanye raised his eyebrows slightly.
He was silent for a moment, and then asked calmly:
"What does this have to do with you?"
Vice Sect Master didn't have any emotional changes at all because of Long Zhanye's cold attitude.
She still said gently, her voice as gentle as coaxing a child:
"Of course it does matter. Because--"
She paused, and a strange light flashed in her eyes:
"We are the same kind."
"Same kind?"
Long Zhanye felt something in his heart.
Just then.
An aura that shocked Long Zhanye instantly rose from Vice Sect Master!
The aura is so strong, evil, and terrifying, like a volcano erupting or a tsunami coming!
Gray-blue light spread instantly behind her!
The light was bright and strange, with a suffocating sense of oppression!
An extremely sharp scream appeared immediately!
The scream was deafening, as if it could penetrate the soul!
The gray-blue light instantly rose to the sky and condensed into the shape of a phoenix!
The phoenix was lifelike, soaring with its wings spread out, its whole body burning with gray-blue flames, exuding an extremely cold and evil aura!
The aura spread at an alarming speed, turning the sky above the competition stage into a gray-blue color!
What a powerful evil spirit!
Long Zhanye's pupils suddenly shrank!
Even with his level of cultivation, facing the aura exuded by Vice Sect Master, his whole body could not help but feel cold and stiff!
It's as if the soul has been locked!
Evil Phoenix!
She turned out to be evil Phoenix Martial Soul!
Long Zhanye's pupils suddenly shrank, and a turmoil arose in his heart!
This is a powerful Martial Soul that is infinitely close to the ultimate evil!
In the world of Evil Soul Master, those who can possess this kind of Martial Soul are all standing at the top of the pyramid!
This Vice Sect Master is definitely Super Douluo!
And her cultivation level is more than Level 96! Judging from the momentum she exudes, she should be at Level 97!
The four Elder behind her had all taken a few steps back, their faces full of admiration.
It is a kind of awe from the heart and worship of the strong.
Vice Sect Master's voice is still soft, as if the terrifying momentum just now has nothing to do with her:
"You see, we are the same kind of people."
She slowly took a step forward, her gray-blue eyes staring closely at Long Zhanye:
"Although I can't quite tell what your evil ability is, that gray-white gas, that weird Killing Intent--"
"But join us and you will have everything."
There seemed to be a strange charm in her voice, an irresistible temptation, which made Long Zhanye feel like her heart was beating.
It felt very strange, like a voice whispering in my heart:
Promise her, join them, and you will gain strength, protection, and everything you want...
Long Zhanye suppressed the throbbing in his heart and glanced around.
At this time, the audience here has not finished yet.
Those unlucky spectators were shrouded in the gray-blue light in the sky.
They stood there, motionless, as if they had turned into gray-blue statues!
Their bodies were stiff, their expressions were frozen, and their eyes were full of fear!
And above them, there seemed to be twisted souls, struggling in terror and wailing silently!
Everyone's souls are locked, unable to move or resist!