Filial piety comes first among all good deeds.
It's normal for Xiao Ying to go home to visit her sick mother, but it's a little strange for a Soul Master to walk at night and be afraid and want to find someone to accompany her.
But then I thought about it.
Xiao Ying is Inner Court's disciple of Shrek, and has also participated in Soul Hunting with him, so there should be no problem.
And it's normal for girls to be afraid of the dark.
Thinking of this, Su Ling smiled and nodded.
"Okay, I'll accompany you."
When Xiao Ying heard this, a hint of joy flashed in his eyes, he quickly thanked him, stepped forward and reached out to hold Su Ling's arm.
"Thank you Su Ling junior~"
Xiao Ying smiled sweetly, giving the impression of a pure school beauty. At the same time, she squeezed Su Ling's arm intentionally or unintentionally with her softness.
Su Ling smiled and didn't turn away. He didn't suffer any disadvantage. Senior Xiao Ying still has a very good figure.
Think of it as a benefit for helping.
The two of them left Shrek City and headed southeast. Xiao Ying talked about their original family while walking.
She comes from a single-parent family and has been dependent on her mother since she was a child. Now that her mother is seriously ill, it is very reasonable for her to be anxious and go home to visit her at night.
Su Ling slowly let go of his last guard.
Half an hour later.
A village appeared in front of him, with smoke curling from cooking stoves and every house brightly lit. It was very similar to the small ravine where he had stayed for six years.
Su Ling Take a deep breath.
It's the aroma of cooking and the smell of mud trees in my memory, but it also has a faint... fishy smell?
Su Ling Jian's eyebrows frowned slightly and his steps paused.
It smells like blood!
It's human, and in more than one place!
"Whoosh--"
A black arrow shot through the sky from the darkness!
Su Ling ducked sideways, the dark Soul Ring lit up, Qilin Spear was instantly available, Mysterious Thunder Entanglement.
He glanced around with cold eyes, and finally landed on Xiao Ying, who had his head lowered and could not see his expression.
"Senior Xiao Ying, what does this mean?"
No waiting for Xiao Ying to answer.
Black figures floated out one after another from the shadows of the surrounding houses, with as many as twenty or thirty people surrounding Su Ling.
Su Ling's heart sank and he looked up.
Every figure exudes a cold Evil aura, and the smell of blood is astounding to your nostrils!
Shockingly, they are all Evil Soul Master!
Xiao Ying raised his head, hesitated to speak, a fleeting look of apology flashed in his eyes, and then stepped back to merge into Evil Soul Master's camp.
"Jie Jie Jie!"
A thick, sinister laughter came from deep in the village.
Two figures floated through the air side by side.
The leading man was tall, wearing a dark robe and a bone mask, with piercing eyes and a terrifying sense of oppression all over his body.
Next to him was a charming woman with slightly hooked dark red lips and interesting eyes.
Zhongli Wu stared at Su Ling with stern eyes, full of enthusiasm and appreciation, "Su Ling... I finally see you! Let me introduce myself, I am Zhongli Wu, the leader of Holy Spirit Cult!"
"Is this my Holy Church's 'holy son'? At this age, he is already level 46 Soul Ancestor. He is also extremely handsome, not bad!" Feng Ling licked his lips.
Su Ling frowned when he heard this.
Are you the Son of Holy Spirit Cult?
How come he doesn't know?
"Holy Son? Are you mistaken?"
Su Ling said, his eyes quietly looking at the Evil Soul Master around him, bad news, the lowest among these Evil Soul Master are all Soul King level strength.
It's not easy to break out, this time I suffered...
Zhongli Wu stood with his hands behind his hands, looking at Su Ling's little eyes with even more admiration. At this time, he still didn't forget to run away.
The born Holy Spirit Cult Holy Son!
"Jie, Jie, Jie, you can't be wrong! You are the Holy Son that our religion has been searching for all this time! Your details... I know everything!"
Zhongli Wu landed and walked slowly towards Su Ling, "The mythical beast Qilin Martial Soul is still in dual form, the darkness on the other side and Evil..."
Su Ling's pupils suddenly shrank.
Seeing this, Zhongli Wu continued to speak, with a bewitching voice, "Join Holy Spirit Cult! The top darkness and the power of Evil... how perfect..."
"Come on... Holy Son! When you join, the whole continent will be resounding with the reputation of Holy Spirit Cult! Everyone will surrender at your feet!!"
At this time, Feng Ling suddenly said, "But before that... can you let us see with our own eyes your other form of Martial Soul?"
A few words fell through.
Su Ling felt a storm in his heart.
My Dark Evil Qilin Emperor was leaked??
But we know that Qilin Emperor has a dark and evil side. Apart from Xuan Zi, there are only the old man and the old woman.
The old woman had been devoured by him, and the old man was later suppressed and killed by Xuan Zi. How did Holy Spirit Cult know about it?
Look at the pair of pairs with expectant eyes.
Su Ling's expression remained unchanged, he held Qilin Spear tightly, looked at Zhongli Wu, and asked tentatively, "What if I refuse?"
As soon as these words came out, the surrounding air suddenly became cold.
Zhongli Wu smiled unabated, "Refuse? Then, Holy Son, I can only use some special means..."
After Zhongli Wu finished speaking, the surrounding Evil Soul Master all took a step forward, and all kinds of Soul Ring suddenly lit up.
Su Ling looked at these murderous Evil Soul Master, and then looked at this village that smelled of blood.
After thinking about it again and again.
He took a deep breath, let go of the hand holding the gun, and Qilin Spear turned into lightning and dissipated.
"Okay, I'll join."
As Su Ling agreed to join, the surrounding atmosphere suddenly changed again.
Zhongli Wu's eyes shone brightly, he looked up to the sky with a smile, and waved his hand, "Jiejiejiejie, okay! All of Holy Spirit Cult, please welcome my saint son quickly!!"
Upon seeing this, the surrounding Evil Soul Master put away their Soul Ring one after another, with fanatical expressions on their faces, and raised their hands and shouted in unison,
"Lord Holy Son! Lord Holy Son!"
Xiao Ying stood out of place in the crowd, with his head lowered and his fingers clenching the bundle turning slightly white.
Several Evil Soul Master turned around and walked into the village, carrying the bloody heads out and placing them neatly on the open space at the entrance of the village.
Then they moved stones and built an altar on the spot, with twisted bloody runes carved on it.
Zhongli Wu stood with his hands behind his hands, looking solemn, "The crowning of the Holy Son requires the blood of living creatures. It is their blessing that these ants can pave the way for the Holy Son!"
After the words fell, the surrounding Evil Soul Masters cheered again and looked at Su Ling with fiery eyes.
Su Ling's expression remained unchanged, he glanced at the frightened head on the altar, and clenched it calmly with his fist.
He walked forward slowly, stood in the center of the altar, glanced at Evil Soul Master who was present, and spoke in an arrogant tone,
"That being the case, let me witness that this Holy Son's Martial Soul..." After saying that, the Soul Power around him skyrocketed.
A low roar like the undead roared, and a strange light of black and dark red rose into the sky!
"Martial Soul-Dark Evil Qilin Emperor!"
With a thundering roar, a huge Qilin phantom appeared behind Su Ling, its whole body as black as ink, its eyes as scarlet as blood, and its whole body Entanglement filled with dark purple evil energy.
The suffocating sense of oppression was released.
Looking up at the ferocious Qilin head, the Evil Soul Masters' pupils shrank suddenly and their breathing stagnated.
"Good... good Evil breath!!"
"Is this the Martial Soul of the Holy Son!?"
Looking at the enthusiastic crowd of Evil Soul Master and Su Ling, the corners of their mouths curled up, and their thoughts moved slightly.
Domain Skill-Sole Supremacy!
An invisible ripple spread out from under Su Ling's feet, and pressure from the depths of his soul quickly enveloped the entire audience!
Evil Soul Master We felt our knees were weak and our hearts were frightened, as if there was a big mountain pressing on our shoulders.
First, the weakest Evil Soul Master couldn't hold on anymore and knelt down in front of Su Ling, and then more and more people knelt down one after another.
They were lying on the ground, their foreheads pressed against the ground, their bodies were trembling, and their voices were extremely fervent.
"See Lord Holy Son!!"
"Long live the Holy Son!!"