Douluo Amon: I am the Heavenly Venerable of the Dragon King.

Chapter 81 Mythical Creature Forms

With a "ding" sound, the ray was blocked, revealing its true form: a needle about 5 centimeters long.

"Tsk tsk, Scorpion, I didn't expect you to be so unethical. To deal with a Soul Emperor, you even used your Soul-Snatching Needle, which is the strongest killing move of your martial soul."

The speaker was a burly man with extremely well-developed muscles; even though he was wearing battle armor, he still looked like a muscle man.

He was also the one with the highest cultivation level present, a seven-ring Soul Saint. Martial Soul: Berserker Ape.

"Old man, if you retreat now, I can guarantee I won't harm you. Otherwise, you two will both leave your lives behind today."

The battle armor master known as "Scorpion" spoke, her voice hoarse. She wore black and red battle armor and had a curvaceous figure; she was actually a woman.

"Hmm, it seems these evil spirit masters' target is Fu Huai'an. Is there anything special about him?"

Hiding to the side, Nan Fusheng listened quietly to their conversation, analyzing the purpose of this group of evil spirit masters.

"Hahaha, you bunch of rats hiding in the sewers, how dare you attack the Federation's Soul Guidance Train and assassinate government personnel, and now you actually tell me to retreat? Who do you think you are?" the muscular man mocked directly.

"Okay, then you can stay here with the other passengers on this train today."

The evil spirit master already had a twisted personality, and now that he was mocked by this muscular man, he immediately exploded. Anyway, killing one or two wouldn't make a difference.

"Purple, purple, purple, purple, black, black, black."

Seven spirit rings appeared behind the Scorpion, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Facing the erupting scorpion, the muscular man was also on high alert, and said to Fu Huai'an beside him:

"The Scorpion's strength should not be underestimated. The fact that she was able to cultivate to the Soul Saint level despite being wanted by the Federation for so many years shows that I'm afraid I won't have the strength to help you anymore. Take care of yourself."

"Don't worry, Lao Zhao. I can handle it."

Soon, the Soul Saints and Soul Emperors resumed their chaotic battle. The muscular man possessed immense strength and formidable defense. However, the Demon Scorpion was an agility-based Soul Master, and facing his attacks, he was as slippery as an eel, resulting in a stalemate between the two.

But the situation quickly changed. The two evil soul masters at the Soul King level had already dealt with their opponents and were now charging towards them.

"You two go and take care of those ordinary people first, then bring the rest of you to help me."

Just then, a voice rang out; it was that evil soul master at the Soul Emperor level from before. His soul power was greatly reduced, and he had also suffered heavy losses of vengeful spirits, which was why he had sent the two Soul Kings to deal with the ordinary people first.

Firstly, he could use the souls of those ordinary people who died to create vengeful spirits to make up for the losses. Secondly, it would free up the Soul Masters to help.

Although they are just small fry, they can be surprisingly effective if used properly. Even if they are killed, a Soul Master's soul is far stronger than that of an ordinary person.

Secondly, how could Fu Huai'an and his group sit idly by while watching ordinary people being slaughtered? If they were to reveal a weakness in the battle, the scales of victory would tip in favor of the evil spirit masters.

Sure enough, upon hearing the words of the Evil Soul Emperor, the two Soul King-level Evil Soul Masters immediately turned back, and Fu Huai'an, who was entangled by the vengeful spirit, also heard their conversation.

The green bamboo sword in his hand immediately shone brightly, slaying several vengeful spirits in succession. Unfortunately, he was quickly surrounded again by the surrounding vengeful spirits, and his attempt to break through failed.

The one who made the move was the Evil Soul Emperor. Ignoring the cost, he desperately activated his fifth soul skill, constantly summoning vengeful spirits to hinder Fu Huai'an.

"Damn it, damn it. How many people has that bastard killed?"

Fu Huai'an cursed angrily, but his hands kept moving. Whether he was a graduate of Shrek Academy or a member of the federal government, both identities made it impossible for him to stand by and watch ordinary people be killed by evil spirit masters.

Meanwhile, Nan Fusheng wasn't in much better shape either. He watched as the two people rushed towards him, and thought, "Don't come any closer!"

The two evil soul masters at the Soul King level didn't discover Nan Fusheng; they just happened to be heading towards his location. Even so, they still frightened him quite a bit.

"What should we do? Fight them? Or should we just go back? With the Star Bugs' abilities, they can teleport me away before they even notice me."

Nan Fusheng was briefly caught in a dilemma: to fight or not to fight. Fortunately, he made a decision quickly.

He wanted to try it out, to see what the consequences would be if he used his uniqueness and source fortress to forcibly use the high-sequence ability. He would be using it soon anyway, so he might as well get used to it in advance.

Nan Fusheng's thoughts raced, and he immediately activated "Source Castle" and "Uniqueness." With these two things as mediums, he could more easily use high-sequence abilities. As Nan Fusheng's sequence level increased...

He can now make some use of the Source Castle without having to spend a lot of time praying like before. After all, the Source Castle and the uniqueness are inherently within him, just hidden a bit deep.

When the two evil spirit masters arrived near Nan Fusheng, they felt a chill run down their spines.

Similarly, Fu Huai'an, who was fighting the vengeful spirits in the distance, as well as the hidden Evil Soul Emperor and even the unconscious vengeful spirits, all stopped.

Not only them, but even the two Soul Saints who were fighting in the sky subconsciously stopped fighting, looked at each other warily, and also paid attention to their surroundings.

"Ah... ah..."

A piercing scream came from the ground not far away. The four looked over and saw that the two Soul Kings were now clutching their heads, rolling wildly on the ground, their eyes bleeding, looking extremely miserable.

"Bang!" The next moment, the two Soul Kings collapsed to the ground, unable to get up. They were dead. They had seen something they couldn't look at directly, and their brains were simply not able to handle the information, causing an overload and direct brain death.

The four of them looked in that direction, where the two Soul Kings had walked out earlier.

The next moment, a swarm of translucent worms with twelve transparent rings appeared in front of them.

"ah!!!"

Whether they were Soul Emperors or Soul Saints, they were now just like the two Soul Kings from before, clutching their heads and screaming in agony. At this moment, they finally understood the pain that the two Soul Kings had just experienced.

Countless murmurs entered their sea of ​​consciousness; they were knowledge, knowledge they could not comprehend, which was now being forcefully shoved into their minds in a savage manner.

At this moment, Nan Fusheng was examining his own posture, his mythical creature form.

(End of this chapter)