On the Flaming River spacecraft.
Wang Teng was sitting cross-legged in the cultivation room. His eyes were shimring slightly as if he was thinking about sothing.
The Blood God Clone's skills beca stronger but he still felt that it wasn't enough.
Especially when he was hiding in the dark. He lacked so skills.
The Blood God Clone needed soone to help him with so things that couldn't be revealed to the public. Similarly, he needed soone to do it for him.
"Why do I feel like I can't be seen?"
Wang Teng was stunned. He touched his chin and found it a little strange.
He was the top talent of the Light Universe and no one could be compared to him. Why was he acting like an antagonist now?
"Nevermind, there's no light without darkness."
Wang Teng shook his head and stopped thinking about it. He didn't think that there was anything wrong with his actions. This was all to survive and beco stronger so that he could deal with the dark apparitions.
Is there a problem?
No way.
There was nothing wrong with it.
Then, his eyes flashed and he suddenly stretched out his hand.
Four fire cages appeared. There were four balls of special souls inside. They gave off a dark aura. They weren't martial warriors from the
Light Universe.
Duowu Luan!
Saudis!
Anlin Lian!
Ming Wu!
These four balls of souls were the dark apparitions killed by the Blood God Clone and Wang Teng. They were powerful and could be considered formidable dark apparitions.
That was why Wang Teng and the Blood God Clone couldn't bear to kill them.
Fortunately, he was careful and kept their souls secretly.
Garbage recycling. It wasn't shabby.
Wang Teng sized up the dark apparitions in front of him with satisfaction.
Saudis and Anlin Lian were the commanders of the Black Fla Troop and the Dark Scale Troop, respectively.
As for Ming Wu, he was the commander of the Nether World Troop and a mber of the Nether World Troop.
When the Blood God Clone killed Ming Wu, he used his spiritual body to threaten the devil titan to let him go.
What was the devil titan thinking? He actually released the Blood God Clone.
The devil titan of the Nether God Race thought that the Blood God Clone would be afraid of him, so he allowed the Blood God Clone to take away Ming Wu's soul. He didn't expect that he wouldn't be able to escape either. Wang Teng smiled in his heart.
The Nether God Race was heavily injured and couldn't even protect themselves. How could they care about the Blood God Clone?
Hence, he wouldn't let go of Ming Wu's soul.
In summary, this was a huge loss for the devil titan of the Nether God Race, and a huge gain for Wang Teng.
"Who are you? Why am I in your hands?" Ming Wu was the first to regain his consciousness. He glanced around him and inquired in bewildernt, "Where's Xue Jue?"
"His na is Wang Teng. He's a talent from the Light Universe." Duowu Luan looked at Wang Teng in fear. However, he still spoke to Ming Wu.
It could already tell that this was a Nether God.
Even the Nether God Race was captured. How did this human talent do it?
He also heard the new commander's na from this dark apparition. There seed to be sothing fishy about it.
"Wang Teng!" Ming Wu's eyes flickered. He pondered of sothing. "Are you the talent from the Light Universe who used an array to kill
all the dark apparitions?"
"It looks like I'm quite famous." Wang Teng smiled gently.
"Why am I in your hands? What's your relationship with Xue Jue?"
Ming Wu's soul fluctuated slightly as he asked in a cold voice.
"You want to know?" Wang Teng looked at it and suddenly smiled. "I'm
not telling you."
Ming Wu: ...
What kind of weirdo was he?
He seed to have a bad personality.
"Human, you better let us go quickly. If I recover, you will wish you
were dead," Saudis said coldly.
"Really?" Wang Teng smiled. He raised his palm and a pure white fla
rose.
He didn't do anything but the white fla swept out.
"Ahhhhhhhhhh!"
Saudis scread in agony. Then, a hissing sound was heard, making
his soul even weaker.
The dark apparition's soul wouldn't be able to withstand the
scorching of the Holy Fla.
"Holy Fla!"
Ming Wu imdiately recognized the holy white fla in front of him.
His soul fluctuated even more violently, and there was trepidation in
his voice.
"You want to try too?" Wang Teng asked.
Ming Wu: ...
No, I don't want to.
He wanted to reject, but the dignity of the Nether God Race
prevented him from saying it out loud.
"It looks like you want to." Wang Teng grinned and pointed at Ming
Wu.
Swoosh!
The Holy Fla swept out and enveloped him.
"Ah!" Another scream of agony was heard. This ti, it ca from
Ming Wu.
He felt wronged. He only hesitated for a mont before suffering this
torture. Who could he reason with?
"The more, the rrier. Why don't you join them?" Wang Teng suddenly looked at Duowu Luan and Anlin Lian.
Duowu Luan:...
Anlin Lian: ...
They felt even more wronged.
What do you an by the more, the rrier?
Was this a happy thing?
You must have so misunderstanding about happiness.
The two dark apparitions wanted to say sothing, but Wang Teng didn't give them any chance. He sent a Holy Fla at them.
"Ahhhhhhhhhh!"
"Ahhhhhhhhhh!"
Two more cries of agony were heard.
The four dark apparitions were performing a quartet in this quiet cultivation room. Fortunately, no one heard them. If not, no one knew what their expressions would be like.
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