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The lightning-fast battle ended with the massive collapse of the cave. The six members of Shrek's main team except Ling Luochen and the six members of the reserve team except Xiao Xiao were all buried in the gloomy ruins.
At present, it is certain that Yao Haoxuan, Xixi, Chen Zifeng and Gong Yang Mo have died heroically. No trace of the first three is left, and Gong Yang Mo may still have some remains, but it will be difficult to find them if they are buried like this.
From another perspective, this is also a unique way of burying the dead. The ashes can be turned into ashes and buried in the ground. There is no need to build a cenotaph. Just erect a tombstone later.
As for Dai Yueheng and the senior from the Soul Guidance Department who bravely fought to protect their fellow students...
Maybe he still has some life left. If he is taken back and recuperated for a few years, he may have the potential to become a Titled Douluo. Dai Yueheng is a Super Douluo seed, so there is still hope if he is cut in half. The senior from the Soul Guidance Department may also be able to pursue the highest level eight soul guide position in the Three Kingdoms.
Now, the air wave released casually by a level 98 Super Douluo buried this hope!
Not to mention themselves, I am afraid that the three juniors and juniors who were protected by them at all costs are not sure whether they are alive or dead! The Death Messenger with the five-ring cultivation and the level 98 Super Douluo teamed up to create a bloody case, killing first and then bombing, and burying after bombing, with practiced fluency, as if they had cooperated countless times.
Wang Yan, who witnessed the whole process, tried to struggle to get up countless times, but none of the bones in his body could muster any strength. He couldn't even reach for a healing pill. He was so anxious that his eyes were bloodshot.
Move, move your weak body!
"Da~da!"
At this moment, there was a sudden noise from the collapsed corner of the cave. A piece of rubble was kicked away, and a disheveled figure with four rings jumped out. Her messy hair was covered with dust, but her pretty face could be vaguely seen.
It's Jiang Nannan.
She was a four-ring soul master and possessed three outrageous soul skills. When the rubble fell, she used the gravity control soul skill to greatly slow down the speed of the falling stones, and teleported to the place with the least rubble, and then rushed out with her acceptable physique.
Normally, a martial soul like the Soft Bone Rabbit should never have these three powerful soul skills, but they actually appeared on Jiang Nannan, which is extremely suitable for saving lives and single combat.
Dealing with crises one after another has consumed a great deal of her spirit and soul power, but she still has the strength to resist, and her condition is much better than other students who are stronger than her.
Wang Yan was filled with endless gratitude for Xu Sanshi who risked his life to protect her and her special soul skills. She screamed at the top of her lungs:
"Nannan, pull me up quickly, let's save people together...quickly, quickly!"
"We can only rely on ourselves here now..."
Although Xiao Xiao had been taken away by him when the crisis occurred, she was only at the second level of cultivation, and it was a stroke of luck that she did not die on the spot after experiencing the impact of the waves of air that followed. She had already fainted and could not expect any more.
Jiang Nannan obviously also knew that there is strength in numbers. She looked with great regret at the figure that might have been buried deeper, then she rushed to Wang Yan with her legs, fed him a few life-saving pills, and ran back, continuing to dig stones like crazy.
"You damned fellow, you can't die. You did that to me, how can you die so easily? I won't let you die, I won't let you die..."
Two lines of clear tears dripped down her beautiful cheeks. Jiang Nannan's eyes were red, and her face was a mixture of hope, fear, disgust, anger, and emotion. She was very afraid that this guy would just leave like that.
Xu Sanshi took the right path, and the psychological trauma he brought to Jiang Nannan was obviously much smaller. Although the difference was not big in essence, fortunately, Jiang Nannan did not develop hatred for him.
And no matter how complicated the emotions are, they must be alive first. What complicated emotions are there when people are dead? Jiang Nannan knew that if Xu Sanshi died heroically, she would spend the rest of her life in various nightmares.
Jiang Nannan fed Wang Yan several pills like feeding a pig. His unconscious body finally regained a little strength under the effect of the highly effective pills.
He forced himself to stand up and fed Ling Luochen a few detoxification and healing pills. He then summoned his martial soul and used the Panlong Stick as a broom to sweep away large pieces of rubble.
"Someone must be alive. Someone must be alive! You are all the pride of Shrek and the teacher. You can't just leave like this..."
"Cai Tou, San Shi, Yue Heng, Hua Bin... who among you still has breath, please give me a response. I will save you even if it costs my own life, wuwu..."
Wang Yan, with disheveled hair, had his eyes wide open, looking mad, with red tears of blood dripping from his eyes.
Two generations of the Shrek Seven Devils!
The top talents selected by Shrek Academy in more than ten years! And they were mostly destroyed by a shitty Soul King and an unreliable old immortal!
Beibei, are you still alive? The teacher is sorry for you. I should have stopped you from coming in. No damn glory is more important than your safety...
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"Hehehe, there's a road to heaven but you don't take it, there's no door to hell but you throw yourself into it! After receiving the mercy of the Holy Church, this envoy was still worrying about what great deeds to do as a qualification for advancement, but I didn't expect you to come to my door! Hahahaha…"
The messenger of death turned into smoke and escaped, then fled deep underground at high speed. He looked back from time to time, and when he saw that the stupid old man had not followed him in, he couldn't help but reveal a proud smile of a winner.
He looked at Beibei, the prey he had caught easily, with deep joy in his eyes.
Just three months ago, a group of evil soul masters claiming to be affiliated with the Holy Spirit Church came to recruit him and incorporated him and his Hand of Death killer group into the legendary Holy Spirit Church's outer organization.
He was too old and lacked talent to become a formal member of the Holy Church, so he was asked to stay here and collect information about the legendary "Holy Lady of Fire Phoenix", which was the key to the rise of their Holy Spirit.
If you want to become a regular employee, you must make great contributions.
He had been thinking of finding an opportunity to capture a few Soul Kings as bribes, but he didn't expect someone to come to him on their own initiative. It was as if God was sending him, the messenger of death, to return to the Holy Church.
"Hehehe, you seem to be a light-attributed soul master with a strong martial soul. If I send you to the adults in the Holy Church, this messenger can return to the embrace of the Holy Church. I hope your talent is not so weak that those adults won't even be interested in looking at you." Patting Beibei's gray and white face, the messenger of death grinned and laughed.
They, the evil soul masters, are not naturally restrained by the light soul masters. If their attributes are strong enough, they can even counterattack. It is said that there are many strong people in the sect who like to devour the light soul masters.
Although the Death Messenger didn't know whether this soul master's martial soul was too weak, but since he was related to the dragon, he shouldn't be too useless, right? He seemed to be killing happily before.
He, the Death Messenger, killed so many young soul masters this time, so he should be qualified to enter the Holy Church and become an elite disciple of the Holy Church, right? I heard that becoming an elite disciple will have the opportunity to receive guidance from the titled elders, and the future will be bright.
Flying out of the cramped cave, the Death Messenger waved to the twelve corpse slaves guarding the cave entrance:
"A stupid old man might fly out from behind, so you guys should cover my retreat! Blow up this place for me!"
"Hi~!"
The twelve corpse slaves looked as dull as machines, but their movements were not slow at all. They quickly detonated the explosives that the messenger of death had buried here long ago. They were all high-end goods smuggled from the black market of the Sun and Moon Empire.
Hearing the earth-shaking noise coming from behind him, the Death Messenger, who had already taken out the flying soul guide and fled at the speed of light, smiled cruelly. The reason why he, the Death Messenger, could thrive in this area was because of his endless tricks and caution.
So what if that old man is capable? Wasn't he fooled around by this messenger? He must be in a very bad state now, right?
"Hehehe, when this messenger returns from the Holy Teaching, you guys won't have a chance to escape from my hands."
The messenger of death thought proudly, and the fact was exactly as he expected.
Although Xuan Zi, who activated his martial soul's true body and rushed down the tunnel, had great momentum, he was unable to fully display his power for a while. The sudden explosion certainly could not hurt him, and the dust caused by it made his vision blurred. The collapsed tunnel made his body pause.
Especially the terrible explosion, which almost gave Xuanzi a PTSD, fearing that another student would die gloriously.
Sticking his head out and looking around, Xuanzi found no casualties. There were only twelve puppets with green corpse poison on their bodies, spreading the poison into the corridor.
Xuanzi was immediately furious. This damn evil spirit master not only harmed our elite students of Shrek, but also captured the only descendant of Elder Mu, and now he wants to poison me to death? This is intolerable!
"Wow, all of you go to hell!"
The Taotie divine bull soared into the sky, and an ochre-yellow halo spread out, covering the twelve corpse slaves in an instant. The twelve corpse slaves immediately disappeared in the surging soul power halo.
The ox's eyes scanned the sky, and the Super Douluo's vision allowed him to catch a tiny black dot, which was the figure of the messenger of death fleeing for his life.
In just a moment, the messenger of death had already controlled the sixth-level soul guide to fly dozens of miles away; if Xuanzi was not a ninety-eighth-level Super Douluo, it might be impossible to capture his figure.
"You damn evil soul master, return Elder Mu's descendants to us!"
Xuan Zi roared to the sky, his level 98 cultivation bursting to the extreme, his soul power wrapped around his voice and spread for dozens of miles, shaking the messenger of death to the point of being unstable.
Steadying his gliding wings, the Messenger of Death glanced at Beibei, whose eardrum was ruptured and bleeding profusely under his armpit due to the sound waves of an enthusiastic elder, and couldn't help cursing.
"Where did you find this stupid elder, you kid? He's yelling at you so loudly. Don't tell me he's yelling you to death before I send you to the adults!"
Looking back at the ochre-yellow sky rising into the sky, the messenger of death knew that he had encountered a tough problem this time. His eyes rolled and he came up with an idea.
"Since I cannot send you to serve as a talent for advancement as this envoy, then you are useless. Please give me your last chance to shine."
The third soul ring shone brightly, and a thick poisonous mist emanated from the surface of the Death Messenger's body, gathering in the palm of his right hand, and then burst out with a bang.
The palm landed on Beibei's lower abdomen and pressed hard, as if to ensure that the poison penetrated into the internal organs. Beibei suddenly let out a scream of "Ugh~Ah", and blood foam spurted out of his mouth. The sound fell into Xuanzi's ears like a sickle urging him to die.
How much pain must Beibei be in to make such a scream! Elder Mu, I am sorry for you! Xuan Zi shouted in grief: "No~No! If you dare to harm him, I will go to the ends of the earth to grind you to ashes and cut you into pieces! I and Shrek will kill all the evil soul masters in the world!"
The Death Messenger, who was still dozens of miles away from Xuanzi, didn't care about this pale and powerless threat: "Hehehe, everyone can make threats! Old man, it's your turn to make a choice now! Do you want to hunt me down or save him!"
Before he finished speaking, the messenger of death put a new flying soul guide on Beibei and threw him out.
"I'm returning this kid to you. I gave him some small gifts. No need to thank me. I've always been generous. Hahaha..."
A chaotic valley appeared in front of the messenger of Death. As the saying goes, a cunning rabbit has three burrows. He had already figured out the terrain of this area. If he was given time, the Hand of Death killer group could be rebuilt quickly.
The messenger of death rushed down and dodged a streak of soul light. He looked back and took a last look at the big stupid bull that hurriedly tried to catch Beibei, and extreme ecstasy surged on his not-so-young face.
It's awesome! I've been in Mingdou Mountain Range for so many years, and today is the most exciting and enjoyable day!
"Hehehe, the legendary Shrek is just like this! In front of this envoy, he is nothing but a chicken and a dog!"
"You are a Titled Douluo but you can't even defeat a mere Soul King like me. This envoy feels sad for the future of Shrek! Are you running out of people? Hahahaha..."
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