The man looked at him with a look, and when he slapped the seal, it contained terrible magic power. With the power of the seal technique, he instantly realized the magic potential in his body to the extreme.

Once the old man is hit by the magic seal technique, he will probably be immediately engulfed by the flame.

“That’s….”

Mo Bei was surprised. How could the power of a magician merge into power similar to martial arts? Could it be that the previous realms of the great magician were similar to those of the foundation in Eastern martial arts? The more solid the foundation, the faster the practice speed.

"If you want to kill me, it depends on whether you have the strength."

The old man was kind, his wrinkled hands became more and more cunning in the darkness.

"Wow"

The next moment, several afterimages appeared in the old man's body. When he saw it clearly again, a sharp weapon with a cold light suddenly appeared in his hand.

"Puff"

The old man was too fast, and afterimage flashed by, and the sky was filled with a heavy smell of blood, drops of scarlet blood dripped from above, and the man's chest was already penetrated by a sharp weapon.

The old man was too fast and wasted his actions without wasting a trace of strength.

"thump"

A shriveled corpse fell from the air, and the man's blood was sucked dry by the sharp weapon.

"What a terrible power. Is the power of the great magician so strong?" Mo Bei exclaimed.

It was thrilling that both of them were the top masters among the great magicians, but an incredible scene appeared, and the winner was decided in just one move. At this time, only two of the three people in the Soul-Surveying Hall were left.

"Impossible, even he can't take a move from Yan Luo."

Another person in the Soul-Surveying Hall was heartbroken. Yan Luo was worthy of being the most powerful group of people in the Soul-Surveying Hall. He was cruel and merciless. At this time, he was heartbroken and glanced at the man beside him, and he felt much more at ease.

"Lao Qian, don't pretend to be a fool. I already know your identity."

After the old man killed one person, his eyes became even more turbid, and the energy in his body was locked in the mysterious man wrapped in black robe in the air.

"Yeah?"

The mysterious man sneered, revealing a row of pale teeth under the darkness.

“Huhuhu”

He came alone, his clothes fluttering in the wind, looking at the old man in front of him, as if he didn't care about the blood-sucking weapon in the old man's hands.

"I know I'm here, why don't you hide? Do you have the belief to escape from me?" The mysterious man lowered his voice and laughed.

The old man looked calm, his body was full of magic energy, and his turbid eyes were shining with light.

"Where can I escape at my age? With the things I did back then, how could you feel at ease? I owe you a life back then, but fortunately, I will return this life to you so that some people will not be able to sleep well."

"Oh" The mysterious man was deliberately surprised. He actually knew in his heart that the old man's life and death had already been in his hands.

"It's so good, there's less unnecessary struggle. I've understood what you think. After you die, I will let your juniors go. This trip will also clear the grudges between you and me back then."

The mysterious man pretended to call him, his evil face was filled with a gloomy smile, but the palm behind him was ready to go.

"Okay, thank you so old"

The old man bowed and said, he deliberately revealed his traces during this trip, just to save the monks. Thinking about the past, the matter should not be counted on them. It would be better for him to end this subtle cause and effect.

"collapse"

The mysterious man took action very quickly. As soon as the old man finished speaking, he immediately came to the man's attack. One palm passed through the old man's chest and was dyed red with blood during his breathing.

"Why"

A sudden scene appeared, and the old man had no time to think about it, nor did he know that the mysterious man suddenly took action.

"Hahaha, sure enough... I still can't escape the poisonous hand of the Soul-Surveying Hall. It's my fault that I'm here now."

The old man laughed and burst into tears. The corners of his mouth were bleeding. He knew that all this was useless and it was too late.

"The Soul-Surveillance Hall... Sooner or later, the sect will be destroyed, and I will be at the bottom of the purgatory, waiting for you... to arrive."

"thump"

The old man fell down, his eyes were always wide open, and he died with his eyes open.

"Capture Yan Luo's soul power and go back and seek credit!"

The mysterious man said coldly, with a gloomy look on his face, but with a certain melancholy look, his voice was cold and said to the man beside him.

"Thank you, sir."

The man was so excited that he didn't know why he gave him this great credit.

But the atmosphere was extremely strange at this time. Mo Bei and the others rode on the magic broom and watched everything that happened. No one dared to say a word.

In less than a quarter of an hour, two lives died before his eyes, with blood accompanying some kind of cruelty.

Mo Bei carefully controlled the magic broom, turned over a street and fled out.

At this moment, the old man's soul power was taken into a magic bottle full of patterns. The man looked at the place where Mo Bei left, and murderous intent emerged.

"grown ups"

The man bowed, how could his thoughts be hidden from the person in front of him?

"Forget it, there are enough people killed tonight."

The mysterious man looked up at the starry sky, with his back to the old man's body, or did not dare to look at it.

"I owe you this time." The mysterious man muttered, unwilling to see the old man's face before his death, or a feeling of guilt.

After a long night, the wind was lonely and cold, and only two blood-dropped corpses were left in a corner of the street.

Mo Bei and the other two rode brooms and walked through the layers of buildings, but an alternative disgust surged in their hearts.

"That group of people is really a demon. They kill without blinking. There is no order and no human rights here. In this world where the strong are respected, I really don't know what to remember."

Mo Bei asked himself in his heart, which was also a kind of alert. As an outstanding young man who grew up under the Red Banner, he might have unsatisfactory times, but he would not survive such a terrifying scene and go through such cruel hardships.

"Well, it seems that I need to think more about life and death. From the memories I just merged, I know the most private secret of this body. If I want to live in this world, I will definitely take some action."

Mo Bei's heart was clear and he intercepted some information from his memory and analyzed it carefully. He suddenly realized that his life and death were indeed not so easy to control.
Chapter completed!