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Chapter 176: Surprised Investigator

On the other end of the mountain forest, the demon corpses also accurately grasped the fighter plane and suddenly rushed out, surrounding the old man in black robe like a tide!

"The flames start to prairie!" The old man in black robe snorted coldly, and when he raised his hand, a huge piece of flame fell towards the undead. However, he missed the last opportunity to rescue Situ Xiu.

"Go on the way!" Meng Fei felt that Situ Xiu's arm was extremely sore... Finally, with a "pop", a sharp cold thorn rushed out of the palm of his right hand and pierced through Situ Xiu's throat!

"No... impossible!" Situ Xiu looked at the black gas spurted out of his throat, dyeing Meng Fei's body ink, and he moaned in despair.

The old man in black robe suddenly sank to the bottom, it's over!

The old man in black robe hung in the air, and saw Situ Xiu's vivid face in horror, quickly dimming, and the fire of life slipped away quietly from his eyes.

The Sixth Young Master from Demon Island died in front of him like this.

The old man in black robe felt his hands and feet become a little cold. Although his secret mission was an order from the Presbyterian Church, even if he completed the mission himself, the Presbyterian Church would not turn against him for a small pharaoh and the island master.

Those who are waiting for themselves may be exiled or even cruel soul-shattering punishment.

Meng Fei felt very comfortable at this moment, a wonderful feeling spreading throughout his body. He felt that he was full of power. What was even more magical was that he felt a mysterious power flowing into his body from Situ Xiu's soul, as if he was absorbing Situ Xiu's life.

Meng Fei moved his palm away from Situ Xiu's neck, and a slender silver needle with a glittering silver light also pulled out of the hole in Situ Xiu's neck. The length of the silver needle was about the same as the cold thorn he had used to.

Is this my undead skill?

Meng Fei looked at the silver needle in his palm with a little dazed. At this moment, the cold thorn on his body disappeared.

When the skeleton advanced, the cold thorn suddenly merged into the skeleton's bones, and a long silver thorn was transformed into it, which could shrink itself...

"Is Situ Xiu dead?" The killing space, in a blood-colored castle thousands of miles away, an old man with white beard stood up: "Oh, if you die, just die. This child is ignorant and ignorant. It is also a hidden danger to the Devil Island. Death here is better than the brothers who will die in the future.

Those undead were too presumptuous and dared to attack the people from Demon Island. I should move."

After thinking for a moment, the old man still planned to take action to remove the undead...

But who knew that as soon as he stood up, a sudden change occurred. A dagger with a cold light flashed out of his chest without any sign. The blood-red mist floated in the secret room like a flower.

"Detective Envoy? You really exist!" The old man was shocked. Although he could not see the killer behind him, he guessed the identity of the other party. The Detective Envoy was a group of very special existences in the Wanxing Continent.

The reason why this group of people is special is that they regard themselves as guardians of the battlefield of gods and demons, and the souls of these people are very strange and can enter the battlefield of souls with their bodies.

It is not like other practitioners, only when the soul leaves the body can enter here, so these "guardians" are all living people, not spiritual bodies...

There was no answer, only the dagger in his chest pulled horizontally, along the gap between the ribs, cut the old man's body in half, then exited and disappeared.

The old man fell in a pool of blood, endured the severe pain, and melted his last soul into a little. A silent syllable floated out of his trembling lips: "Take the spirit - return!" The whole world suddenly disappeared in the old man's eyes, and only in the secret room, a shadow was moving.

The direction of the shadow moving is where the castle is, and it is getting farther and farther away.
Chapter completed!
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