Death Messenger Light Speed Summons.
Within two and a half minutes, Evil Soul Master were standing in front of Su Ling, arranged neatly, as if they were in military training.
"Lord Holy Son, these are the capable men. They are all here. Look..."
Su Ling waved his hand to interrupt, glanced sideways, and sneered, "Why are they just trash!"
As he spoke, he raised his hand to make a false grab, and the unlucky guy who was chosen was grabbed before he could even resist, and was instantly refined!
!!!
Death Messenger's pupils were so shocked that he refined his most capable general in an instant??
Hiss...
He is worthy of being the Holy Son of Holy Spirit Cult. With this instant refining method, he will definitely be an old devil in the future!
He wants to hug his thighs tightly!
After the pure Soul Power entered the body, Su Ling not only felt that the bottleneck was loosened, but even the luck increased.
Is this the benefit of eliminating demons and accumulating virtue?
Su Ling's eyes began to wander, and every Evil Soul Master who was seen felt a chill in their backs.
Although it hurts Death Messenger, after all, they are all subordinates who have followed him for many years, but compared with being able to enter Holy Spirit Cult, these subordinates are still not worth mentioning.
As long as the Holy Son is made happy and a few subordinates die, it's a good deal!
Under the unbearable eyes of Death Messenger.
Soon, Su Ling pretended to pick a few unlucky ones, turning the cold corpses into warm Soul Power.
The unlucky ones who were picked were all the strongest except Death Messenger. Once they died, the strongest among the remaining Evil Soul Master was only Soul Elder.
Su Ling's seemingly random selection is actually plucking the wings of Death Messenger.
"Lord Holy Son... this is the twelfth one. You must leave some subordinates for me, so that I can get twice the result with half the effort!"
Death Messenger said with a smile.
"Yes, I can talk." Su Ling nodded with satisfaction and stood up with his hands behind his hands again, "Come here, I happen to have something that I need you to do."
Death Messenger became excited when he heard this. He came closer, nodded and bowed, "Lord Holy Son, please order..."
Before he finished speaking, a sudden change occurred!
Dark Evil Qilin Emperor's shadow solidified, and Su Ling's hand behind him stretched out and grabbed Death Messenger's throat.
"Holy Son... Sir... you are..."
Death Messenger's eyes widened, his face turned red from holding back, and his legs kicked wildly.
It was not that he had no means to escape, but from the moment Su Ling choked his throat, the Soul Power in his body was suppressed and he could not move at all.
The death alarm was ringing loudly in his mind. Death Messenger didn't care about Holy Spirit Cult's organization, and immediately issued an order for his subordinates to come forward to save him.
But will Su Ling let them do what they want?
Su Ling freed up his other hand, and a jet-black Soul Ring rose under his feet. A scarlet vortex appeared in his palm, and the terrifying suction seemed to involve everything.
Dozens of Evil Soul Master's subordinates were swept into the whirlpool as soon as they opened Martial Soul, turning into streams of pure Soul Power, pouring into Su Ling's body.
"No... no!"
"Spare... spare your life, Lord Holy Son..."
Death Messenger begged for mercy again and again, and he still thought that he had angered Su Ling in some way, which led to such misfortune.
But everyone knows that Su Ling's original purpose was to send them to hell and reincarnation, and he only wanted to recruit his subordinates to catch them all.
Su Ling didn't talk nonsense to him. After devouring the group of Evil Soul Master's subordinates, he then turned his attention to him.
Su Ling under Dark Evil Form will absolutely suppress any Evil Soul Master whose cultivation level is not as good as his.
After a few breaths, Death Messenger and its capable officers went down to hell to reunite.
Su Ling removed Martial Soul and took a deep breath, "Soul Power has broken through fifty-nine. Devouring Evil Soul Master is really a shortcut to rapid improvement..."
But unfortunately, you can't bite off more than you can chew.
Although Soul Power after swallowing and feeding back has no side effects, swallowing too much at one time will cause a considerable burden on the body.
He estimated that he could devour at most one Soul Sage level Evil Soul Master in a short period of time, and the total amount of Soul Power he had upgraded would be around level fifty-nine to sixty.
"There is still a long way to go..."
Su Ling shook his head and sighed, looking around.
Inside the cave, there were only a few trembling ordinary bandits left, huddled together like fledglings as if they had seen something terrible.
Su Ling will not be merciful just because they have no cultivation. After switching to Thunder Prison Form, he will quickly send them to see Death Messenger with the power of Mysterious Thunder.
And this understatement was witnessed by Ma Xiaotao and the others who happened to arrive.
"Su Ling Brother, you took care of this bandit den by yourself?" Ma Xiaotao looked around with surprise in his eyes.
Su Ling took back the spear and nodded gently.
"Junior Su, you are too selfish, how can you patronize a person and be happy? Alas, it is a pity that my Soul-Chasing Sword failed to temper the bad blood." Chen Zifeng curled his lips.
"Haha, okay, Old Chen, you're not happy if I let you go." Dai Yueheng stepped forward and teased, then looked at Su Ling, "Junior Su, you really surprised me again."
"In the information, this Death Messenger is close to Soul Emperor in cultivation, and there are many Evil Soul Master with Soul Ancestor's strength under his command. You can actually annihilate them all by yourself."
"It's just a fluke." Su Ling smiled modestly.
Dai Yueheng just wanted to continue complimenting me.
At this time, Xuan Zi's figure flashed out.
"Well, there are no survivors in the cave. Since this monitoring mission is completed, let's rest in the military camp tonight and set off again tomorrow morning Star Luo City."
"Yes!"
Everyone responded and left the cave.
Xuan Zi waved an earthy yellow Soul Power, and the entire cave collapsed, covering up this sinful place.
Military barracks lounge.
Su Ling After washing, I got ready to go to bed and meditate.
Dong dong dong--
There was a knock on the door.
"Who?"
"Su Ling, it's me..." A deliberately lowered voice sounded from outside.
Jiang Nannan?
Su Ling raised his eyebrows and turned to open the door.
When he opened the door, Jiang Nannan slipped in with a swish, like a nimble rabbit, and then closed the door with his backhand.
"Huh? Jiang Nannan, you are..." Seeing Jiang Nannan panting nervously, Su Ling couldn't help but feel a little funny.
"The military camp is heavily guarded. I came here hiding from the patrols outside..." Jiang Nannan twisted his skirt with his fingers and raised his head with a guilty expression.
"If Jiang Nannan has something serious to do, just come in openly and openly. The military is in charge of themselves and has nothing to do with us Shrek children."
Su Ling raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and suddenly came closer, lowering his head to look directly into her beautiful eyes, "I guess, Jiang Nannan came to me for business, right? Otherwise, he wouldn't be so sneaky at night."
"I... how could I not! I must have something to do with you!" Jiang Nannan's pretty face turned red, with a hint of quibbling in her tone.
"Oh, it turns out it's business..."
Su Ling looked disappointed, then took a step back and turned around in frustration.
"No... what are you disappointed about?" Jiang Nannan was shy and chased after him.
But a little rabbit is a little rabbit after all. How could he know that all this is Su the Demon Wolf's trick?
Su Ling suddenly stopped and turned around.
Jiang Nannan didn't have time to stop and ran into his arms in panic. The latter hugged her.
"So Jiang Nannan is here to throw himself into my arms?"