Lord of Souls

Misty Canyon, before the Walled City.

The fog gradually thinned, and there seemed to be unknown eyes in the dark, constantly scanning Xia Lin and Yong Xuan.

Coupled with that sporadic ghost fire lantern floating around...

The atmosphere suddenly picked up.

In the eerie atmosphere, Xia Lin was thinking.

Until the side, Yong Xuan said softly: "Stable?"

Xia Lin shook his head slightly: "Not necessarily stable."

Hoping to be able to defeat Lu Yun's lava stone demon across levels, it stands to reason that he also has the ability to defeat the low-ranking king-level and bronze-age Black Death Swordsman.

The gap caused by race level is not necessarily greater than the gap in strength level.

However, the combat power of a soul pet should not be calculated based on a simple level - skill matching, skill proficiency, battlefield environment, restraint of fighting style, and even wartime will, determination, mentality, etc., are enough to affect to the result of a battle.

Thinking of this, Xia Lin gave a low laugh: "I don't want these things. If you can beat him, you will kill the Sword Lord, and if you can't beat him, you will use the black armored warrior."

As the soul master, in Xia Lin's eyes, the difference between these two soul pets is not very big...

After waiting for a while, the fog in front of him surging, automatically separated into a passage, and at the end of the passage, two figures walked side by side.

Seeing the man in black with black hair and bare feet, Yong Xuan bowed his head on the spot, but the dead man waved to Yong Xuan and then looked at Xia Lin.

"I am the examiner this time, a dead person."

"I have seen the examiner."

"Well, the one next to me is the assessment I told you just now... Black Death Sword Lord."

Since just now, Xia Lin's eyes have been locked on the Black Death Sword Lord and haven't moved.

It wears black armor, like walking armor, and carries a giant sword of nearly two meters.

Tall, burly, mysterious, evil...

At this time, there was no aura fluctuation on Hei Death Sword Lord.

It's just the scarlet eyes under the visor, staring at Xia Lin.

From those eyes, it is not difficult for Xia Lin to see the spiritual fluctuations contained in them... It does not look like a soul pet, but like an epee swordsman in armor.

After a moment of silence, Xia Lin said softly: "Xia Lin, and..." As he spoke, he opened the soul realm and released hope: "Hope."

Hope's hideous appearance will make Hei Death Sword Lord turn his gaze, and after a long time, it will look at Xia Lin again.

"Absolutely."

"Hello...for a while, please give me more advice."

"Um."

The dead man interjected at the right time: "Xia Lin, wait a moment, I want to chat with Jue a little."

After saying that, the dead man pulled Jue and turned his back to Xia Lin and the others.

Soul power surged and secret words came out.

"Is this kid okay?"

Jue Qing hummed: "It's okay, but it doesn't seem to be as good as the kid next to him. If I read it correctly, the kid next to him is the Chosen One, right?"

The dead man: "Yes. But the child's contract position is full, and he has a legendary elder. The future path is designed by the family. There is a high probability that there is no place for you in the contract position."

This made Jue silent for a moment, and then sighed: "Alright..."

The dead man: "If you are not satisfied with Xia Lin, there are still some pretty good seedlings in Huaguo..."

Before waiting for the dead person to finish speaking, he interrupted: "No need, just try this. If it doesn't work, I'll wait another year."

The dead man was silent for a moment: "A year later, it is unknown whether the Abyss of Myriad Demons still exists... let alone a fragment of a magic sword."

"Are you in a hurry?"

"I'm worried about you."

"No, it's not for me... You're just interested in my combat power. You really need young geniuses now?"

The deceased opened his mouth, and after a long time he said out of breath, "Jing Guess, there is no such thing."

Never deal with dead people anymore.

Turning his head, he took a step, until it came not far in front of Xia Lin, it slowly drew out the long sword it was carrying.

People are pure black people.

The sword is also a pure black sword.

The epee leaned on the ground and spoke slowly.

"let's start."

...

Xia Lin is already drooling...

I originally thought that there was not much difference between the black armored samurai and the black death swordsman.

But now look at it again... this is not much difference! ?

It's just too far!

Not to mention the most simple and intuitive combat power difference, it is said that this force is different!

Although the black armored warrior is intelligent, it is difficult to say complicated words, and he can only simply obey the complicated instructions of the soul master.

Look at this Black Death Swordsman again.

This body.

This momentum.

The low, hoarse voice when he spoke...

Forced properly!

For the soul master, the most important thing is to force it!

Xia Lin didn't see it, and Yong Xuan looked at Xiang Jue with a slightly weird look...

Far beyond Xia Lin's knowledge, Yongxuan has realized that the Black Death Swordsman named Jue in front of him is a little different from the normal Black Death Swordsman.

The most obvious point... Whose Black Death Sword Lord will name himself?

Whose Black Death Swordsman can stand side by side with the dead (high legendary level, legendary period)?

But Yong Xuan didn't know how to tell Xia Lin about this in detail.

Looking at the dead again, Yong Xuan wisely chose to keep his mouth shut.

With Guan Chao's legendary temperament and acting style, the dead will never harm the young geniuses of China.

"let's start."

When Jue spoke like this, Xia Lin's expression suddenly became solemn.

Turning to look at Hope, I see that Hope is ready to try!

"roar~"

A dull low roar exploded from Hope's mouth, and it took small steps towards Jue.

So, the long sword was slowly raised horizontally, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at hope.

Jue said again: "Three chances..."

Xia Lin: "??? What three chances?"

Never say more.

It just raises the sword, slashes...

A low voice roared and entered Xia Lin's ears.

"This is the first time..."

"Om" sound.

The pitch-black sword energy instantly occupied all of Xia Lin's senses!

...

It was as if the eyes were obscured by pure darkness.

It was like being lost in a world of darkness and nothingness.

panic, panic...

Can't see everything.

can't feel everything...

When a pure white thread cut through the darkness, Xia Lin only felt a pain in his eyes, as if he had been blinded by the light.

Tears kept dripping, and Xia Lin rubbed his eyes hard, and Xia Lin could only vaguely see what was happening in front of him.

Seeing that, Jue returned to his original posture, leaning on his sword and standing without saying a word.

Seeing again, Hope is standing not far before dying...

Huge body, as majestic as a hill.

But slowly... the mountain collapsed.

"Boom" sound.

Hope, who had no scars on his body, fell to the ground under Xia Lin's eyes!

The dead man raised his hand: "Xia Lin lost."

Xia Lin couldn't help being silent.

Because he didn't know how hope was defeated.

Until the black halo bloomed from the dead person and enveloped Hope, which made Hope's eyes instantly clear.

A fierce man climbed up from the ground, hoping to look at Jue, then turned to look at his soul master.

From that hideous dog's head... Xia Lin read Hope's grievance...

Soul deed came with a feeling of hope.

'Soul attack, that is, a death attack, it completely overcame me. ’

'This is really unbeatable...'