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“Mururien, those guys’ martial souls are really rubbish!” The Nine Lamas roared in the sea of consciousness of the Muryu people, angrily venting their dissatisfaction.

“Alright, Nine Lamas, don’t be angry! Anyway, there are still many martial souls in this world waiting for us to hunt! ”

Although the Muryu people looked indifferent, in fact, the Muryu people themselves were a little depressed.

Because he has already killed quite a few death row prisoners, and not just two, not dozens, but a full seven hundred and eighty-three martial souls.

The Nine Lamas ate a total of seven hundred and eighty-three martial souls, but these martial souls only helped him grow an extra tail, a small number of horrors.

To know that the Mulyu people have a martial soul, they helped the Nine Lamas to restore the power of the three tails, but now nearly eight hundred martial souls are not as good as the strength of one martial soul, which makes the Mulyu people very dissatisfied.

“Mururien, what do you say is going on? I swallowed so many martial souls, and I can’t compare to your martial soul!” The Nine Lamas lay on the ground and grumbled.

When Mururien heard this, his heart also fell into deep thought.

After a long time, Mururien slowly spoke: “According to my guess, there may be two reasons, first, every additional tail you give birth, you need more energy!” ”

When the Ninth Lama heard this, he touched his chin humanely and muttered, “It seems to be true!” ”

Mulurien listened to the Nine Lama’s answer, rolled his eyes, and complained in his heart: “Is there a point of B in your heart?”

“What about the second?” The Nine Lamas looked at the Muryu people and asked.

“The second one? It is very likely to be related to martial souls!

That martial soul of mine should be the White Tiger Martial Soul, and the seven hundred and eighty-three martial souls you ate later are just ordinary martial souls, not comparable to the White Tiger Martial Soul, so the speed of your recovery becomes very slow!” ”

The Muryu people speculated on the records in the history of the continent they had seen before.

“Oh, is that what it looks like?”

The Ninth Lama looked at the Mu Liuren and said in a low voice: “I remember that you seem to have said to me that there are still three martial souls on this continent that are comparable to the White Tiger Martial Soul?” ”

“Huh?” When Mu Liuren heard this, his eyebrows raised slightly, and he said with a smile: “Why, have you set your sights on the three martial souls of Qinglong, Suzaku, and Xuanwu?” ”

“Hey, that’s right!” The Ninth Lama showed a greedy look in his eyes and said, “Why, don’t you want to?!” ”

When Mu Liuren heard this, he said with a smile: “How can you not be, your power is my power!” How could I be willing not to want good things that can strengthen me?

“Hehe, I really didn’t see you wrong!” The Nine Lamas showed a smug smile.

“Hey, when are we going to leave this ghost?” asked the Nine Lamas aloud.

“Before leaving, those death row prisoners with relatively high strength, I feel that it is necessary to waste too much!” Mururien said with a low laugh, but his voice was cold.

“Hehe, not necessarily, those people still have the existence of those three types of powerful martial souls?” The Nine Lamas said with a smile.

When Mu Liuren heard this, he shook his head and struck: “The four major powers have not been carried out for nearly hundreds of years, and although the four major powers are not so harmonious, they will not take each other’s lineage!”

After all, not all empires and the White Tiger Empire generally do not attach importance to blood heirs! ”

“Hey, how do you know if you don’t look for it?” The Nine Lamas whispered.

When Mururien heard this, he nodded.

In the following days, Emperor Bai Zeyu sent someone to warn Mururien, forbidding him to kill death row prisoners wantonly.

The Muryu people agreed on the surface, but they carried out large-scale killings every night.

Everyone was directly wiped out after the Muliu people devoured the martial soul.

This move alarmed everyone, even the emperor of the White Tiger Empire, Bai Zeyu.

At the beginning, someone told Bai Zeyu that the dead people were exactly the same as the people killed by the Muryu people.

But Bai Zeyu did not suspect the Mururien at all, but thought that someone wanted to frame the Mururien.

Although he didn’t know exactly what it was for.

Even if Bai Zeyu didn’t care about Mu Liuren’s son, it didn’t even matter if he was dead or alive.

But in Bai Zeyu’s view, letting death row prisoners die on a large scale and frame his own prince is a provocation to himself and to the imperial power.

So, Bai Zeyu, who was furious with Long Yan, ordered a thorough investigation.

He focused his attention on the few sects that were very powerful in the White Tiger Empire, causing panic among those people.

Bai Zeyu thought that this matter would end soon, but the scale of the killing was getting bigger and bigger.

In the end, Bai Zeyu, who was enraged, even sent a level 90 purple-gold level soul master, Bai Kuang!

But the killing continues, showing no signs of stopping, but intensifying.

When Bai Zeyu had a gloomy face, a shadow-like creature came behind Bai Zeyu and handed the other party a bow.

“Mess with stuff!”

When Bai Zeyu saw the information in his hand, he slapped it on the table, causing it to fall apart.

………………………………….

Night, silence like water!

Mururien opened his eyes and whispered, “It’s time to go!” ”

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