Ling Han and the people in Medicine King Valley did not expect that they still had a chance to survive.

Wu Linxi didn't expect that the situation had turned around before the pen was finished... He was treated as a lamb by these people and was ready to slaughter him, and he immediately became a lamb!

"You...who are you?" Wu Linxi didn't dare to move, and said in a hoarse voice with a ferocious expression.

Wu Linxi at this moment has long since lost the calmness she had before.

There was no restriction immediately, and there was no sense of powerful pressure, but Shen Lang stood in front of him, but he brought him a sense of pressure to death!

He knew very well that as long as he dared to act rashly, he would immediately die on the spot like other subordinates!

Shen Lang did not answer Wu Lin Xi's words, but just poked his right hand out casually and grabbed Wu Lin Xi's neck.

Wu Linxi looked at Shen Lang's hand reaching out, subconsciously wanted to retreat quickly and dodge!

However, although Shen Lang's right hand seemed very slow, it was actually extremely fast!

The people around him only saw Shen Lang lifting his shoulders...

"Click!"

With a light sound, like pinching a dog to death, Shen Lang's palm had already pinched Wu Linxi's neck!

The young master of the Netherworld Pavilion, a powerful man in the seventh level of Xuanwu Realm, was raised without any resistance!

"To cultivate the power of the bone spirit cold fire to this point, you need to extract the residual souls and spirits from countless white bones... And in your bone spirit cold fire, I can detect that there are many living souls that you have drawn into it."

"Are you doing this to gather the resentment of the person you killed to enhance the power of the bone spirit cold fire?"

Shen Lang's voice was very light, but everyone in the restaurant could hear it clearly.

All those terrified diners, all the disciples of Medicine King Valley.

Everyone has not recovered until now.

The indelible fear in their hearts still lingers in their hearts.

But now, except for the young master, all the people in the Netherworld Pavilion have died...

In theory, everyone should be happy.

Happy to escape the disaster.

But every move of the boy in black in front of him shocked them, making them hold their breath and dare not move.

At this time, Shen Lang said "Bone Spirit Cold Huo" and extracted the souls of living people and cultivated the bone spirit Cold Huo. He suddenly burst out indignation!

"Kill him! Kill this beast!"

"They want to slaughter the city, they want to slaughter the Yaowang City!"

"We can't let them leave alive!"

Some people also bowed down and begged Shen Lang: "Sir, the Medicine King City has undergone a huge change, and the demonic path has invaded. Please save us and save us Yao King City!"

At this time, Ling Han, who had been sitting down for no reason, rose up and walked to Shen Lang: "This...senior, I am Ling Han, a disciple of the Medicine King Valley. Please help a bunch of Medicine King City and a bunch of people in the Medicine King City!"

This woman, Lan Xinqing, asked Shen Lang to help the people of Yaowang City as soon as she spoke, but she did not say that she wanted Shen Lang to help the Yaowang Valley.

The people of Yaowang City and Yaowang Valley say the same sentence, and the meaning is completely different.

And because of Shen Lang's strength, she also regarded Shen Lang as an old monster.

After all, there are too many old monsters who maintain their youthful face.

As long as you have spirit stones and strength, you can have as many things as you want.

Shen Lang tilted his head slightly, glanced at Ling Han, and then turned his gaze to Wu Lin Xi.

Wu Linxi grabbed Shen Lang's wrist with both hands, but she couldn't use any power. She could only say in a hoarse voice: "I am Wu Linxi, the young master of the Ming Dynasty Pavilion. If you kill me, the Ming Dynasty Pavilion will not let you go!"

"And this time, not only the strong people came to the Netherworld Pavilion, but also the Xianmeng Valley, Yanyu Tower, Black Soul Society, Holy Poison Sect, Red Blood Mansion, and Burning Flower Sect! There are twelve powerful people in the imperial martial arts realm, if you dare to destroy our plan..."

Wu Linxi didn't finish her words.

Because he saw Shen Lang lifting his left hand, a terrifying vortex formed on the palm of Shen Lang's left hand!

Flying sand and stones!

The group of disciples of the Ming Dynasty Pavilion who were just killed immediately escaped from the black shadows struggling wildly and gathered towards the vortex!

It is not easy to extract human souls.

It is even more difficult to extract the souls of so many powerful people in the Xuanwu realm!

Whether it was Wu Lin Xi, Ling Han and others, they were stunned when they saw Shen Lang pulling the souls of the group of people in the Netherworld Pavilion in front of them...

They were not only shocked by Shen Lang's unfathomable strength.

They were also scared by Shen Lang's actions!

Things like extracting souls and refining souls are very despised in the right path.

Unless you have deep hatred and you will easily extract human souls, you will be treated as evil!

But in front of so many people, Shen Lang took away the souls of a group of people in the Netherworld Pavilion in front of so many people!

The Netherworld Pavilion, all of them know that it is the Demonic Sect and Spirit Copper-level Power in the Netherworld of the Snowland.

So what is the origin of the man and the boy in front of you?

Could it be that he is also a powerful person in the devil?

Everyone was sweating coldly...

Especially Ye Chengfeng and others who wanted to let Shen Lang and the others give up their positions before, collapsed on the ground and couldn't even help them.

Ling Han wanted to say a few words, but he couldn't speak.

To be fair, the people in the Netherworld Pavilion are definitely not good birds, and they are all famous in the Demonic Way.

Just now, Wu Linxi ordered her subordinates to kill these restaurant diners and then extract their souls.

So if such a group of people are in turn drawn from their souls, everyone should be happy.

But... this kind of thing is a little scary.

Moreover, everyone couldn't figure out the origins of Shen Lang and the others.

What if these two people are also demonic and are afraid that they will spread this kind of thing, so they will slap them directly and kill people to silence them...who can escape?

Just when people are dry and terrified...

Shen Lang held his palm and pointed at Wu Linxi's forehead!

Immediately...

A shrill scream came from Wu Linxi's mouth!

This scream is a scream like a soul-breaking scream.

Of course, his soul was not torn apart, but... was extracted by Shen Lang!

Shen Lang didn't kill him at all, but just pulled out his soul bit by bit in front of everyone!

Wu Linxi has done so many times in her life that she can extract the souls of a living person, but she never thought that she would encounter such a thing one day.

His screams were shocking.

In the restaurant, whether it was the diners or the disciples from the Medicine King Valley, more than half of them were scared to the ground!

Ling Han gasped and couldn't speak at all.

And the sweat had already wet her back...

Wu Linxi's voice became smaller and smaller.

When a ball of black mist was completely withdrawn from him by Shen Lang, Wu Linxi's voice had completely stopped... She could not die anymore!

"You like to use living people to extract souls. I will let you taste the taste of being extracted souls when you are alive."

Shen Lang said lightly, and with his hands closed, compressing Wu Lin Xi's soul into a baseball-sized bead.

"You like to use bone spirit cold fire to burn other people's souls, so that people will never be reborn. I will let you taste the feeling of soul burning and then never be reborn."

Shen Lang grabbed the ball turned into Wu Lin Xi's soul with his right hand, and his left hand turned upwards, burning a ray of Vermilion Bird Divine Fire.

As soon as the Suzaku Divine Fire came out, the temperature on the restaurant suddenly rose, just like being in the underground of lava.

Even Ling Han next to him was so scared that he retreated repeatedly and did not dare to get close!

Wu Linxi's soul kept begging for mercy, but Shen Lang didn't even want to hear a word.

Just as everyone's eyes, Shen Lang closed his hands gently, and the Suzaku Divine Fire burned to Wu Linxi's soul.

A terrifying scream came from the ball, and everyone present was sweating profusely!

Shen Lang seemed to have done something very ordinary, just like a child playing with mud, throwing the burning ball out of the window.

The small ball was surrounded by red flames, and it floated over the Yaowang City.

It was like a ball of wax was lit, but it started to burn around the wax.

This Suzaku Divine Fire did not burn Wu Linxi's soul in an instant.
To be continued...