Violent Martial Soul System

With Zhao Feng's realm, killing people can be done without bleeding or leaving a corpse, and Ouyang's family will disappear without a sound.

"Very well, the disappearance of the high-ranking Martial God Emperor in the vast city should be caused by your Ouyang family. Where do you send these holy soul lanterns?"

Zhao Feng asked again.

"Every month, the Holy Soul Church will have special envoys to inspect and take away the Holy Soul lanterns."

Ouyang Ming answered honestly.

"Then when is the next time the special envoy of the Holy Soul Cult comes over?"

Zhao Feng continued to ask.

"It's tonight!"

Ouyang Ming answered without thinking.

"Tonight..."

Zhao Feng narrowed his eyes and asked more specifically.

The special envoy of the Holy Soul Sect has a special status, his strength has reached 40%, and his whereabouts are uncertain.

Tonight, Ouyang Ming got outside the vast city and handed over the things to the special envoy of the Holy Soul Cult.

Ouyang's family is just a hall of the Holy Soul Cult, and they don't know where the branch is, so Zhao Feng must follow the special envoy of the Holy Soul Cult.

It just so happened that the Sacred Soul Cult occasionally came to recruit geniuses, so Zhao Feng could pretend to be, anyway, his realm was higher than this special envoy.

But just in case, Zhao Feng also asked Ouyang Ming about other things, so that Ouyang Ming's brain would not go into a twitch, and the matter would be revealed, and his clues would be cut off.

Ouyang Ming originally disagreed, because once Zhao Feng was discovered by the special envoy, his Ouyang family would not be able to escape.

However, if he disagreed, Zhao Feng would slaughter Ouyang's family on the spot.

Therefore, he can only compromise.

Soon, night fell, and Ouyang Ming took Zhao Feng to the designated place outside the vast city.

"Don't show your feet, or I can only kill you both."

Zhao Feng reminded again.

"Yes!"

Ouyang Ming didn't dare to have any objection, the life of the entire Ouyang family was in his hands.

There is no moon tonight, it is pitch black.

Zhao Feng and Ouyang Ming stood under a big tree and waited. Not long after, a black shadow flew over.

Ouyang Ming and Zhao Feng were on guard at first, and then relaxed their vigilance after Ou Yangming saw each other's face clearly.

"Meet the special envoy!"

Ouyang Ming hurriedly bowed to say hello.

The special envoy is a middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance, wearing a black cloak.

"Who is this?"

After the special envoy of the Holy Soul Cult approached, he asked directly.

"This is a genius from my Ouyang family. The emperor's will has just reached 20%, so I think..."

Ouyang Ming hurriedly explained.

"Oh, bring something."

The special envoy of the Holy Soul Sect understood what he meant, so he didn't ask any more. He just came to collect things every month and didn't know much about Ouyang's family.

Ouyang Ming hurriedly took off a Nawu Ring from his hand and handed it over.

Zhao Feng had inspected this Na Wu ring before, and there was nothing strange in it, only a hundred holy soul lanterns.

"Very well, boy, you follow me."

The special envoy of the Holy Soul Cult turned and left without saying a word.

Zhao Feng glanced at Ouyang Ming, then followed.

After Zhao Feng disappeared from his sight, Ouyang Ming breathed a sigh of relief. What he wanted to do now was to return to Ouyang's house.

If Zhao Feng's matter is revealed, then his Ouyang family will also suffer, and the whole family must be secretly relocated.

However, when he was about to return to the vast city.

Someone, stop him!

"Crack!"

Suddenly a crisp sound fell into Ouyang Ming's ears. He stopped and shouted, "Who is it?"

However, the roadblocker didn't speak, and killed him directly.

"Hiss!"

The blocker was very fast, and instantly chopped off Ouyang Ming's head without a trace of sloppiness.

The person blocking the way was not actually a human being, but a deputy sword general that Zhao Feng took out from the Berserk Martial Soul system while Ouyang Ming was not paying attention.

The deputy general of the sword, whose strength is comparable to 30% of the will of the emperor, holds a quasi-supreme divine blade, and it will not be a problem to clean up Ouyang Ming.

Zhao Feng practiced the soul art of mind,

He left a remnant thought in the body of the deputy general of the sword, and manipulated it.

Not only that, but the two gatekeepers of Ouyang's family have also disappeared.

After finishing Ouyang Ming, the deputy commander of Zhan Dao quickly left and returned to the general's tomb.

Zhao Feng's avatar sits in the general's tomb, and the exchange space of the deity and the avatar are common, so the avatar can put away the sword and lieutenant general, and the deity can be taken out again.

...

"Is it dead..."

Zhao Feng, who was following the special envoy of the Holy Soul Cult, suddenly had a flash of light in his eyes.

At this time, the special envoy of the Holy Soul Cult suddenly turned his head and asked, "Boy, how old are you this year?"

"twenty two."

Zhao Feng answered without thinking.

The special envoy of the Holy Soul Religion paused, and murmured: "Twenty-two years old, 20% of the emperor's will will be sealed, it's okay!"

Hearing this, Zhao Feng was helpless.

However, compared with those real geniuses in the Tianyan Sacred Realm, this aptitude is indeed not worth mentioning.

"My lord, where are we going?"

Zhao Feng asked.

"Return to the rudder, in Hell No. 6!"

The special envoy of the Holy Soul Religion replied casually.

This answer startled Zhao Feng.

The sub-helm of the Holy Soul Cult, in Hell No. 6?

But when he thought about it, he felt that it was normal. There were many masters in Hell, which were very suitable for collecting the will of the emperor.

It's a pity that even if you kill the half-step Martial God Supreme, you can at most collect the will of the peak Martial God Great Emperor.

"Hua Tianxing has piled up to 40% of the seal, and I'm afraid it has consumed a lot of peak will."

Zhao Feng shuddered in his heart.

To promote Hua Tianxing, I am afraid that at least 10,000 peak Martial God Emperors and half-step Martial God Supremes need to be killed. No wonder the Church of the Holy Soul is wanted by the Tianyan Holy Realm.

Two days later, Zhao Feng arrived at a place with the special envoy of the Holy Soul Cult. This is an entrance to Hell Prison No. 6.

You don't need anything to enter Hell, but you need cyan luck to get out of Hell.

However, No. 6 Hell Prison is much more advanced than No. 10 Hell Prison that Zhao Feng stayed in before, so the twin soul fruit that needs purple luck to be exchanged is worthless here.

After all, the main combat power of Hell No. 6 is the half-step Valkyrie Supreme.

After Zhao Feng followed the special envoy of the Holy Soul Sect into Hell No. 6, he ran for two days and finally arrived in front of a mountain range.

"Master Special Envoy, how strong is our helmsman?"

Before entering the mountain range, Zhao Feng couldn't help asking.

"Fifty percent of the enclosure!"

The special envoy of the Holy Soul Religion answered casually.

The body seal is 50%, which is two realms higher than Zhao Feng's. However, Zhao Feng has always challenged by leapfrogging, so he is not afraid at all.

After going through nine bends and eighteen bends, Zhao Feng finally arrived at the sub-helm of the Holy Soul Cult. He had just entered, but he felt several powerful auras.

"At least a half-step Martial God Supreme with 40% of the emperor's will..."

Zhao Feng's eyes flickered.

At this time, a Holy Soul Cult master suddenly rushed over.

"It's the genius I brought back from the hall, twenty-two years old, with a 20% seal!"

The special envoy of the Holy Soul Religion replied casually.