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"You've been targeting us this early? How do you know who we are?"
Xiao Mu has said so much. If they still don't understand that Xiao Mu came for them, they would be stupid.
They had just arrived at the Abyss Crusade Field and had only just arrived in Tiandou City yesterday. How could Xiao Mu know their origins?
No one from the seven hidden families understood, and some even thought there was a traitor among them. Otherwise, how could Xiao Mu know their identities and origins so quickly?
"As for the answers to your doubts, wait until you die before you slowly ponder them. You have plenty of time anyway."
The villain died because he talked too much. Although Xiao Mu was not worried that someone would suddenly appear and kill him, he did not have the patience to answer their questions one by one.
The seven people's faces suddenly turned pale.
Although they had never seen Xiao Mu's Ten Thousand Souls Banner with their own eyes, they all knew that Xiao Mu had a flag that could collect the souls of dead soul masters and drive them to fight.
"He is alone, and those Heavenly Lords are not around. We may be able to kill him." The leading old man Fang said in a deep voice.
"Kill him."
Now that things have come to this, no matter how scared they are, they have to face Xiao Mu.
"ridiculous."
Under the gaze of the seven people, Xiao Mu took out the Ten Thousand Souls Banner and waved it gently.
"not good."
"Stop him now."
Although Old Fang and the others knew that Xiao Mu had the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, they still wanted to muster up the courage to fight him. However, when the Ten Thousand Souls Banner really appeared in Xiao Mu's hands, they were still panicked.
How easy is it to stop Xiao Mu? Before they could act, several ghosts flew out from the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.
Tang Hao, Yu Yuanzhen, the seven elders of Haotian Sect, and several souls at the Soul Douluo level appeared and looked fiercely at the seven people in front of them.
"Kill them."
"Roar~"
These ghosts rushed forward and pounced on Mr. Fang and the other seven people.
The leaders of these seven hidden families have different strengths. Among them, only three are at the Titled Douluo realm, and the others are Soul Douluo.
Tang Hao's days in the Ten Thousand Souls Banner were not smooth. He had long accumulated a lot of hatred and anger. He could not vent these hatred and anger on Xiao Mu, so he used these guys as targets.
"Clear Sky Hammer, he is Tang Hao of the Clear Sky Sect."
"And Yu Yuanzhen."
"This person is also from the Haotian Sect."
The seven people were horrified and regretted their decision to come to the Soul Palace's territory. They felt that they had already attached great importance to the Soul Palace's strength, but they still didn't expect that their identities would be discovered as soon as they arrived. Could it be that the Soul Palace also had the ability to read minds?
They had no time to think too much at this moment. Their overall strength was inferior to that of these ghosts. In addition, each of these ghosts was full of anger, and their combat effectiveness was even higher than when they were alive. Old Fang and others fell into a disadvantage almost in an instant.
And that's not all. At the critical moment of their battle, Xiao Mu's soul attack came silently.
Three people were killed by the ghosts in succession, and the remaining four people were terrified and felt that they would soon follow in their footsteps.
It's not that they haven't thought about escaping, but every time they had this idea, before they even took formal action, Xiao Mu's soul attack would instantly come.
"I surrender. I am willing to serve the Soul Palace like a slave. Please, Palace Master Xiao, spare my life, please."
The first one to surrender was Mr. Fang, the strongest among them.
He never thought that he would encounter such a crisis when he left the family this time. He knew that Yu Luomian betrayed the Blue Lightning Tyrant Clan in exchange for Xiao Mu's forgiveness.
He also wanted to do the same to save his own life first.
Who knew that Xiao Mu just sneered disdainfully, "Want to learn from Yu Luomian? He expressed his loyalty to me in advance, instead of surrendering when the time came and he was about to die. The Soul Palace is not for just any cat or dog, especially someone like you who is even worse than a cat or dog."
Tang Hao roared excitedly.
If Xiao Mu asked him to stop, where would he vent his accumulated anger?
Each hammer of the Clear Sky Hammer is heavier than the last. I was hoping to play with you slowly, but you actually dared to surrender? You're courting death.
"Please spare my life, Palace Master Xiao, please spare my life. I have long wanted to pledge my loyalty to you. Please give me another chance."
This time it wasn't just Mr. Fang, the others were also begging for mercy.
These seven hidden families clearly have the background and strength to rival many large sects, but they still hide themselves tightly, and the fear of death is almost ingrained in their bones.
But facing Xiao Mu, it was useless for them to beg for mercy. Although the strength of Titled Douluo and Soul Douluo was considered to be the top group of people in Douluo Continent, they were nothing compared to Xiao Mu.
Anyway, once I die and enter the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, I can be controlled by Xiao Mu at will.
"Go to hell."
Seeing that begging for mercy was useless, Xiao Mu would definitely not let him go.
Old Fang seemed to have made up his mind, and a long knife as red as blood appeared in his hand.
With the long sword in his hand, Mr. Fang's momentum suddenly rose, but at the same time, his face quickly turned pale and his whole body shrank, as if most of his blood had been lost in an instant.
"It really is a divine weapon."
The moment the blood-red long sword appeared, Xiao Mu sensed the power contained in it that exceeded that of a soul master. These people really possessed divine weapons.
However, judging from this person's performance, he cannot use this artifact at will. But that's right, Qian Daoliu and Sea God's soul power are both at level ninety-nine, and they are the guardians of the angel gods of the Shenhe and Haishen. Only in this way can they barely use the artifacts of their respective gods, not to mention this guy whose soul power is only at level ninety-five.
What the hell.
Tang Hao's ghost felt a strong suppressive force, and the speed of swinging the Clear Sky Hammer slowed down a lot.
"Xiao Mu, since you force me, then die with me."
Holding a blood-red long sword, the skeleton-like Old Fang looked like a madman. He had no intention of paying any attention to Tang Hao, but rushed towards Xiao Mu.
"Interesting."
Xiao Mu was quite interested in both the state of Mr. Fang using the artifact and the artifact itself.
Xiao Mu's soul power surged wildly, and Old Fang immediately seemed to be stuck in a muddy swamp, and his speed slowed down suddenly.
However, he seemed to have completely lost his mind at this moment, as if he was unaware of his own situation, and continued to swing the bloody sword.
At this moment, tiny specks of black flame appeared in the soul force field, instantly igniting Old Fang.
Almost in an instant, black flames shot up into the sky, and Old Fang's body was like rotten wood, easily burned to ashes by the black flames. He couldn't even let out a scream.
The bloody long knife in his hand fell to the ground and pierced deeply into the soil like cutting tofu.
The black flames dissipated, the soul power was withdrawn, and along with it came a narrow, long, and enchanting red sword.
The strongest people were dead, and the rest had lost all the strength to resist, both mentally and physically. There was nothing but despair in their eyes.
Why did you want to offend the Soul Palace? Why did you want to seek death?
Regret comes too late and is useless.
As several screams rang out, Xiao Mu waved the Ten Thousand Souls Banner again, and seven souls slowly emerged from the freshly dead corpses.