Swallowing the Emperor

Chapter 582 Soul Hunting Flag

Seeing Mo Lin's figure, the already desperate Mohist army immediately boiled, and hope for life was ignited in their hearts. I don't know when, Mo Lin has become the undefeated God of War in their hearts, and has become their The savior of God, as long as Mo Lin is there, they will never despair, pain and death seem to have nothing to do with them anymore.

Mo Lin heaved a sigh of relief, he finally had a chance to vent his sense of suffocation from watching the Mohist army being slaughtered while being helpless.

The expression on Shen Suanzi's confident face is also very unnatural.

He was forced to lift the quarantine and let Mo Lin join the Mohist army, and he had already lost in this game.

But he was forced to do it.

In the original plan, he wanted to kill the spirit of swallowing the sky and then kill Mo Lin, but he never thought that the two of them are actually one body, Mo Lin will not die, and the sky will not die!

"kill!"

There is no need to talk nonsense. At this time, all clamoring and intimidating words will become the basis for the other party to mock themselves.

Shen Suanzi uttered a word coldly, and those [-] Wu Ling Sect disciples and a group of Martial Emperors rushed over frantically.

The fighting spirit was overwhelming, the murderous aura was surging, and the roars and shouts of killing were earth-shattering.

There was a mountain of corpses on the ground, and when the thousands of troops charged, the divine operator slowly retreated, and a ten-foot-long black flag appeared above his head.

The big flag was automatic without wind, and it was hunting. Circles of black and red halos rippled around with the tremor of the flagpole. All the corpses shrouded in halos strangely emitted a blue flame the size of a fist. , flew quickly towards the banner.

"The hunting flag?"

Seeing this scene, Mo Lin narrowed his eyes again, and the words that Patriarch Shura had said before leaving the camp when he was talking about Wuling Cult came to mind.

In that conversation, apart from telling Mo Lin in detail about several powerful witchcraft secrets of the Wu Ling Cult, the most important thing was to remind him to pay attention to the two township artifacts of the Wu Ling Cult, the top power in the world.

One of them is this hunting banner.

The Soul Hunting Banner, which devours souls to increase its power, has the same effect as Momen's Pluto Banner. The difference is that, apart from refining the soul to enhance power, the Pluto Banner's biggest function is to control and gather souls. Extinguishing Soul is only one of the three major abilities.

At the beginning, Wu Lingjiao participated in the Momen's plan to destroy the sect, and it was not unrelated to the fact that the Pluto Banner's ability to control the soul is stronger than the Hunting Soul Banner.

"I see."

Under the vision of true and false, seeing the greedy and uplifting light in the eyes of the divine operator, and seeing the endless corpses and rising souls on the ground, Mo Lin suddenly thought of an unbelievable possibility.

"The ancestor said that the people of the three major sects are more evil than the other. The Tianmo Palace is blatantly doing all kinds of evil. The Zen sect sets up a memorial archway to act as a whore, and adopts orphans everywhere under the banner of compassion, but often destroys people all over the sect in order to train dead men. And the Wu Ling Cult is best at using the souls of the dead as sacrifices to raise evil weapons and monsters, it seems that it is true."

"God operator, you are really vicious. To raise the flag, you don't hesitate to risk the lives of hundreds of thousands of disciples. This chess game is obviously to deal with the spirit of swallowing the sky. After all, it is just to satisfy your own selfish desire!"

Merlin suddenly realized.

He finally understood that this chess game was far from being as simple as it appeared on the surface.

Although this idea is a bit too shocking.

After all, those are nearly 20 lives, and they are all disciples of Wu Ling Cult. If it weren't for the greed and fanaticism in the eyes of the Hunting Soul Banner and the Divine Operator, Mo Lin wouldn't believe that the Divine Operator would be so frenzied even if he was killed. this level.

After a person dies, the soul will not dissipate immediately. Because the cultivator has a powerful martial soul, the soul stays in the body for a longer time than ordinary people.The natal golden body of the Martial Emperor powerhouse, when it comes to the root, is the embodiment of the soul.

As for whether there was reincarnation after death, Mo Lin couldn't verify the theory of reincarnation, but he knew that the soul of a person can survive through some special means because he has the Pluto banner.

But now, God's operator is cruel enough to use the souls of these disciples to sacrifice the flag. It would be fine if they were unequal enemies, but they are all disciples of the Wuling Sect. How could he be so cruel? Outrageous?

The Martial Emperor's powerhouse has such a profound perception of the soul. Seeing Mo Lin staring at him with a complicated expression, Shen Suanzi also felt that he seemed to see something.

The corners of the wrinkled mouth were slightly raised, and a wicked smile appeared on Shen Suanzi's face.

Everything goes without saying.

He is raising the flag with his soul!

Otherwise, with Moon God, Corpse King, and Liuhe Sect so many Martial Emperor masters around, there is absolutely no need for him to use nearly 20 troops to fight Mo Lin to the death.

Mo Lin didn't know why the divine fortune-teller twisted it viciously to such a terrifying extent.

But among the souls harvested by the Hunting Soul Banner, there are more than 2 Mohist soldiers who died for Mo Lin. After death, their souls became the nourishment of the god operator's sacrificial flag. This is absolutely unbearable for Mo Lin.

Looking at the smug man in the distance, Mo Lin wished he could chop him up with a knife.

But he knew that with the strength of the divine fortune teller, it would never be so easy to kill him, not to mention that he was still in the other party's small world, and he still hadn't analyzed what the original rules of this world were.

However, Mo Lin would never let the magic operator swallow him like this.

He stood in mid-air like a god, watching the Wu Ling Cult masters rolling in like a wave, suddenly stretched out his arms, and a three-meter-long ghost banner suddenly appeared in the sky above his head, and his voice followed. The strange sound from the ghost streamer spread.

"The ghosts of Seven Star Island, the Pluto flag is here, return quickly!"

(End of this chapter)