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Chapter 357 Blood King

"What are your last words?"

Meng Zhen pulled up the knife again and directly pointed at the four people in front of him.

This question seemed to have sentenced them to death!

Xunlai covered the wound on his shoulder and gasped:

"I understand your mood, but we are different from the Soul Emperor. Have you not found that we cave masters can not only leave our territory, but also suppress our desire to kill?"

"With the help of the Soul Emperor, we are no longer the cave masters who can only obey the will in the past. We are different from them. We are independent, brand new, and people who only want to live for themselves once!"

"What's the difference between you and us before you are so rushing to death?"

Zhao Tie suddenly touched his head: "It seems yes, it seems that the vicious cave owners they told us about are really a little different. I remember that the cave owners cannot leave their jurisdiction, otherwise they will directly explode... Are they saying true?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a golden spirit guard suddenly raised his huge fist and smashed Zhao Tie into meat sauce with a bang.

"Zhao Tie!" Pan Xuanyu and the others exclaimed, then looked at Meng Zhen angrily.

"You... you actually killed your own people?!"

Meng Zhen snorted and laughed, and the muscles of the hand holding the golden knife were trembling:

"I'm just teaching him a lesson, don't let him believe the enemy so naively, and dare to believe what these people in the soul cave say. What if this is a conspiracy of that will, or their newly evolved abilities, wouldn't it repeat the same mistake? Even so that all human beings will be extinct because of this?!"

"I won't take risks, they must die!"

After saying that, Meng Zhen waved his hand and a golden light shot out from the pyramid, shining on Zhao Tie's meat sauce. As a golden spirit guard collapsed, Zhao Tie was resurrected again.

It seems that Meng Zhen is just teaching him a lesson.

But at the same time, aren’t you telling others not to be lucky?

After hearing Meng Zhen's words, everyone looked at each other and grabbed the hands holding the weapons a little:

"Meng Sheng is right. If you are not my race, your heart will be different. What's more, the soul cave creatures that are immortal with my heart. These guys must want to deceive us, accumulate strength again, and then attack us in one fell swoop!"

"Hmph! Fortunately, Meng Sheng saw through your conspiracy. I was almost convinced by you, the charming woman! You must have used charming skills, right?! It's really despicable! Everyone is ready to kill them together!"

"Kill the Apostle! Soul-Destroying Emperor!"

"Kill the Apostle! Soul-Destroying Emperor!"

"Kill the Apostle! Soul-Destroying Emperor!"

Looking at the human beings pressing step by step and Meng Zhen with a gloomy face, Su Xinfeng suddenly waved his hand to Xunleil, who was about to argue again.

He was getting stronger and stronger in his aura and immediately said lightly:

"I don't really understand your human emotions, but if... I can resurrect your sister, can you agree to my conditions?"

"Soul Emperor?"

Zang Shi and Xunleil looked at Su Xinfeng with shock, but the latter was not moved.

But responding to him was a cold snorted:

"Resurrection? Haha... Even my Royal Temple cannot resurrect a person who has died for a hundred years. Do you think I have not tried other methods? Or do you want your dirty subordinates to use that evil way to resurrect her body? Don't joke!"

Seeing this, Su Xinfeng sighed and waved his hand. Meng Zhen alertly showed up a golden light to defend himself, but found that he was not attacked.

"Ah, what's going on? Are those not the other apostles? They aren't dead? Why..."

A terrified voice came from behind, and Meng Zhenyi felt it and frowned.

The originally dead Chi Gui, Wuling and the clown actually reappeared next to the Soul Emperor, twenty-four ones!

They were resurrected collectively?!

Did they kill before also an illusion?

However, another shout came, but this time it was full of surprises:

"Squad leader?!"

"Mr. Shangguan?"

"Wang Rong?!"

Suddenly, figures rose up on the ground, but those people who died before the Temple of Mengzhen's Royal Power.

They looked at the left and right with a depressed look on their faces, as if they were puzzled why they suddenly appeared here, but when they saw the apostles beside Su Xinfeng, they nervously pulled out their weapons one by one.

"Damn it! So many apostles? Oh, the Holy Spirit is here too? Is this the decisive battle?"

"Are you... really me?"

A man looked at the figure close to him tremblingly, as if he couldn't believe that his dead love had been resurrected.

However, Meng Zhen shouted loudly: "What a joke! How could the people who died before the Royal Temple be resurrected? It's fake! These are all fake, don't be deceived!"

"Haha, stupid humans actually use their own abilities to guess our soul emperor. If you can't do it, can't our soul emperor be able to do it? Stupid!" The clown laughed, then waved to Jiang Wenming in the distance.

"Oh, smart boy, we're meeting again!"

Jiang Wenming frowned, thus confirming that the clown was really alive.

After touching his body, Shangguan Miao suddenly sighed:

"I didn't expect that my life was resurrected by the Soul Emperor, this..."

Meng Zhen shook his body. Although he didn't want to admit it, everything he felt told him that those people were real.

Because only humans can connect to their own temple of royal power!

Could this soul emperor really be able to resurrect people?

"This is my last sincerity. As long as you promise me the conditions, I can try to help you resurrect your sister."

As soon as Su Xinfeng finished speaking, his face suddenly turned pale and he felt so nauseous that he retching a few times.

"Soul Emperor!" The other apostles looked at Su Xinfeng worriedly.

"fine……"

However, Meng Zhen sneered: "Play, continue to act!"

"Even if you can really resurrect these people, there is no way to prove that you can resurrect a person who has died for a hundred years and even his body has been melted. I said that there is no soul cave creature that can live in front of me. You have too many words, go on the road!"

After saying that, Meng Zhen flashed with a golden light, and swung his sword and slashed at the Soul Emperor.

"Damn human, you have been blinded by hatred! Let me wake you up! Heavy pressure on the icicles!"

The Apostle Bingjing shouted softly, and with his hands pressed down, a huge icicle fell and hit Meng Zhen.

This is her ultimate trick. The weight of this icicle can even penetrate the magma layer, which is impossible for ordinary people to stop it.

However, Meng Zhen just snatched the golden sword backhand, and with a click, the icicle was directly cut into pieces. What was even more terrifying was that even the ice well that made the move was shaken into smoke and dust.

"His knife is actually heavier than the icicle of gravity?!"

The other apostles were shocked suddenly and their expressions became solemn.
Chapter completed!
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