Chapter 80 The fallen appear and the time travelers are killed

Yang Long knelt on the ground. The damaged internal organs and broken ribs could not support him to stand up. The dragon pattern gun in his hand gradually dissipated and returned to his body.

Even with his body severely damaged, Yang Long couldn't use his soul power to stop the injury.

The soul power has the nature of a martial soul. His martial soul is a dragon pattern gun, which is a mutation from the soul-breaking gun. It has no healing properties at all. If he uses the soul power, he will suffer more serious injuries.

"As expected of a beast...but...just cruel." Yang Long gritted his teeth, glared at Xiao Wu, and cursed fiercely.

"In terms of cruelty, I can't compare to you humans." Xiao Wu was angry, but still did not kill Yang Long. "This time, I will spare you. I don't care how you know my identity, but if you dare to say Get out, I will never hold back next time.”

In fact, Xiao Wu knew that her secret could only be kept if Yang Long died, but she couldn't kill the killer.

Killing someone, etc., is still too cruel for a little girl like her who is 100,000 years old (she may not have practiced for 100,000 years)...

Yang Long looked at Xiao Wu's leaving figure and cursed secretly: "Are you sparing me? If I don't get timely treatment, I will never survive. I must find a healing soul master."

After Xiao Wu disappeared, Yang Long took out a white jade bottle from the storage soul guide, poured out a pill, took it, and his complexion gradually improved.

In addition to possessing the spirit of the soul-breaking gun, the Po clan is also excellent at researching medicines, and naturally has some healing medicines.

Just as he stood up, a bloody dagger penetrated Yang Long's chest.

The strange thing is that this bloody dagger is still absorbing Yang Long's blood, soul power and even soul.

"Um...this is...an evil soul master?!"

Yang Long looked horrified and wanted to resist, but after being penetrated by the dagger, his whole body seemed to be frozen. He could only tremble slightly and could not use any force at all.

"Evil Soul Master?" An old voice sounded from behind, revealing a wrinkled face, "Haha, aren't people like us called Fallen? However, the name of Evil Soul Master is indeed good, I I want it, Jie Jie!"

Accompanied by weird and terrifying laughter, Yang Long's body shriveled up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally lost his life with a look of regret.

Yang Long, who had turned into a mummy, was kicked away by the fallen man behind him. He looked at the red dagger in his hand, which was nearly as thick as his palm and 30 centimeters long, and showed a satisfied expression: "Humans are indeed the best tonic. , especially this person is actually a soul master, and it is a great supplement. He actually made my soul power go from level 28 to level 30... Last time, I was almost discovered by the people from Wuhun Palace. I can take revenge after I get the third soul ring... No, I have to be more cautious and wait until I become stronger."

The white-haired fallen man took away the storage soul guide from Yang Long and hung it on his waist: "As expected of a rich kid, he has such precious things as the storage soul guide, but now he has returned I am dead, and the next step is to hunt the soul beasts, and then continue to use my martial soul to capture other people's cultivation."

Two and a half days later.

Yang Long's mummified body was discovered by villagers from a village near the woods.

The city lord of Notting City and Mathieu Nuo of Wuhun Palace immediately sent people to go there together. Finally, Wuhun Palace confirmed that this was done by a fallen person.

"The Fallen!"

Lord Noting was shocked. Looking at Yang Long who had turned into a mummy, he had to admit that after all, this man had asked him for a seal that could hold a spear a few days ago.

Who would have thought that he would die like this.

"Looking at the wounds on his body, he should be the prisoner our Wuhun Palace is currently chasing, Blood Sword Norman."

Matthew Nuo's expression was extremely solemn, "He is in his sixties and is a twenty-eighth level great soul master. Because of jealousy, he embarked on the path of plundering other people's cultivation."

"This kind of person usually obtains something extremely dangerous, or a secret method, and cannot restrain their greed, which causes them to degenerate and sink in desire. In the end, their thoughts are distorted and there is almost no way to change them."

"We suspect that the recent disappearances in the west of the city are also related to him."

Lord Noting said: "If you need my help if you need anything, you can tell me immediately. You're welcome. I will definitely cooperate."

The Fallen are a group of very dangerous people. They suck human blood, seize soul power, and are even rumored to be able to devour other people's souls. They are very weird and evil.

If it were in the past, Notting City would still compete with Mathieu Nou for the management rights of this matter, but now, he can't avoid it.

The degenerates are all lunatics, none of them have normal thinking, and they will not compromise at all because of interests, or in other words, they will not compromise according to the interests that normal people can give.

Therefore, it is better to let Wuhun Palace handle it.

"Lord City Lord, please rest assured. It is our Wuhun Palace's responsibility to hunt down the fallen. We will definitely find a way to apprehend Blood Sword Norman."

Matthew Nuo promised City Lord Noting that after sending him back to the City Lord's Mansion, he immediately recruited Su Yuntao, Sisi and other members of the great soul master level, and temporarily formed three great soul master level teams to spread out nearby. search.

Unfortunately nothing was found.

Being able to evade the search of Wuhun Palace, Blood Sword Norman obviously has certain anti-tracking capabilities.

When Tang San learned the news of Yang Long's death from Su Yuntao, it was already a day later, and he was a little surprised: "Yang Long is dead, was he killed by the Fallen?"

Su Yuntao nodded: "Yes, I was at the scene at that time. The body was already dry and had no blood at all...Degenerates are more hateful than those nobles who are rich and unkind. Nobles are still human beings, and degenerates are even human beings." Not any more."

"Didn't Yang Long's family come here?" Tang San asked.

"Not yet." Su Yuntao shook his head, "For a soul master born in such a big family, his martial soul usually awakens in the family. When traveling, he can at most find records of any branch of the martial soul palace, and his name may not necessarily be the same. It’s his real name, so it’s difficult to contact the specific family he was born into.”

"If the martial spirit has characteristics, such as the upper three sects, the lower four sects, etc., it will be easier to check. His martial spirit is a dragon pattern spear. This kind of martial spirit is relatively rare. It may also be a mutation of an ordinary spear. There are relatively many families on the mainland whose martial spirits are spears."

Tang San understood. In short, there were only four words: no way to find out.

However, Tang San guessed that the name "Yang Long" should be his real name, and the surname "Yang" might come from the Po clan. Unfortunately, the Po clan has declined now. For such a genius, there is no energy to send masters to secretly protect him. Otherwise, Yang Long would not have been killed by the Fallen.

This also made Tang San realize that time travelers were not invincible.

No.

One died.

However, Blood Sword Norman is said to be only level 28. This Yang Long is also a soul master after all. Even though he is restricted by the environment, he can be killed by a sneak attack. Is there something wrong with this?

Then, after Xiao Wu heard about this incident, she found Tang San and told him about [Yang Long followed her, was led to the woods by her... and was finally defeated by her].

Among them, Xiao Wu concealed the fact that Yang Long pointed out her identity as a hundred thousand year soul beast.

"I asked him how he could be so easily attacked by a great spirit master, and a great spirit master in his sixties. It turns out that he was seriously injured by you." Tang San was speechless, and also realized that Xiao Wu was now His strength is no longer what it used to be, and cannot be compared to the "protagonist's anger trigger" in the original work.

"You won't blame me, will you?" Xiao Wu blinked her big watery eyes, trying to win Tang San's sympathy.

"No." Tang San shook his head, "Just don't tell anyone about this matter. Although that guy has no good intentions, there will still be a lot of trouble if people find out that it is related to you."