I Am The Demon Emperor Kunpeng

The first thousand eight hundred and forty-two chapters: Locked soul imprisoned!

Turning around and looking at the resident bosses and guards at the back, Kumamoto finally suppressed the urge to rush out.

He thought that there will always be people coming in and out, and he can take advantage of the opportunity of someone to enter or go out, follow behind or leave over his head, it is much better than rushing out recklessly now.

Otherwise, if there is really a spirit race monk weaving a transparent enchantment waiting for him outside, if he can accurately judge where the transparent enchantment is, and if he rushes over and just hits the enchantment, he will be dead.

If the enchantment weaver is here, he can clearly sense the aura fluctuations of the enchantment being hit.

At that time, even if he was invisible, he could break the barrier with a few strokes, but the other surrounding Shadow Guards would not wait.

They will inevitably find his position accurately under the guidance of the enchantment weaver.

Then hundreds or even thousands of ninth-level cultivators of spirit ranks, at the same time, attack a certain surrounding, powerful spiritual power can easily destroy him.

He is not stupid enough to think that he has the cultivation base of the fifth-level transformation, and can hold the same point of hundreds of ninth-level cultivators at the same time and attack at the same time.

After the enchantment was opened, after about a stick of incense, the spiritual monks inside and outside the cave did not respond.

There was neither a spiritual monk walking around, nor a person talking.

Kumamoto was quite puzzled. Could it be that they had already ventilated beforehand, and everyone did not move, just waiting for him who got into the warehouse to act?

But he clearly remembered that the heads of the resident and the guards came out of the small cave, did nothing, said nothing, and walked to the entrance of the cave.

Regardless, Kumamoto decided to wait.

If the spirit race monk does not move, he will not move; the spirit race monk begins to enter and exit, and he takes advantage of the situation to leave, anyway, he is now invisible, and the spirit race monk will not find him.

Even if it is a faint breath fluctuation, he will hardly make any words if he stays invisible. So the spiritual monks want to wait for him to show up, only to disappoint them.

There was another stalemate for about a stick of incense, and a low voice finally sounded outside: "Seal the hole tightly, and then release all the monks inside one by one, lock all the souls, and bring them back for review!"

Kumamoto looked at the speaker, and it was Ji Meng. Next to him stood Zhu Qian and some silent guards. The number of these guards was about less than a thousand, and it seemed that Ji Meng could not be a guard by himself. Most of the senior guards of the Spirit Race were seconded.

Behind the personal guards is the Shadow Guard with a vague figure and an incalculable number.

Kumamoto sneered secretly, could you catch me like this?

The first ones to go out were the resident leaders, but the guards did not move, standing at the entrance of the cave to maintain order, and arranging for the guards in the cave to go out.

Kumamoto watched for a long time, and every resident spiritual monk who went out was immediately sent into a space treasure by several guards using a method he didn't know.

That treasure, maybe it was the copper house that Zhu Qian and Master had exchanged.

But Kumamoto hasn't seen Kunpeng ever used a copper house, so I can't be sure.

And all the space above the entrance of the cave was sealed up by the guards and Anya.

Therefore, Kumamoto has never gone out, and has been hovering in the dark at the top of the cave, observing the situation outside, to see if there is a chance to escape.

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