Everyone beca excited upon hearing Su Yan's words, and one by one, they took out their flying spirit tools from their storage spirit tools and equipped them.
Bai Chenxiang, Wang Dong'er, and Ye Guyi didn't need them, as their Spirits naturally had wings that allowed them to fly directly.
"Old Ancestor, I don't have a flying spirit tool!"
"I don't have anything at all!"
Seeing Everyone either spreading their wings or using cool flying spirit tools and getting ready to take off, Zhu Lu's face fell.
I haven't even gotten on the bus yet?
Zhu Lu joined the group relatively late; she wasn't there when the little rich girl Ning Rongrong was handing out benefits. More importantly, current flying spirit tools could only be obtained by the high-level officials of the Sun Moon Empire.
Su Yan said calmly, "If you don't have a flying spirit tool, then just follow !"
"And Yuehua, Shui Yueer, and the rest of you whose spirit power isn't enough to sustain flying spirit tools, you should all follow too!"
With that said.
Su Yan took out the Three-Pointed, Double-Edged Halberd, casually transford it into a five-ter-long giant Flying Sword, and jumped right onto it.
"Wow!"
Zhu Lu's eyes instantly lit up, and she hurriedly jumped on after him. "Su Yan Old Ancestor, this looks so cool!"
Dugu Yan also said with a face full of excitent, "Isn't this the 'Sword Kinesis Flight' from that 'Legend of Sword and Fairy' story you told us about a couple of days ago?"
"This is great!"
"We want to ride the Flying Sword too!"
Shui Yueer and the others were also full of excitent as they jumped onto Su Yan's Flying Sword together.
Su Yan had no choice but to lengthen the Flying Sword by another two ters.
Ah Rou then pushed back the flying spirit tool that Wang Dong'er had given her.
"Uh?"
Wang Dong'er asked curiously, "Grandma, can you fly without a spirit tool?"
Ah Rou shook her head slightly and followed Shui Yueer and the others onto Su Yan's Flying Sword... Grandma can just be carried along.
"Hold on tight."
Su Yan waved his hand and flew directly into the sky, with Qian Renxue and her group following closely behind.
Zhu Lu's current mood was nervous and apprehensive. Her hands were on Su Yan's shoulders, but she still felt unsteady and worried she might fall off.
[Zhu Lu: Su Yan Old Ancestor, can I... can I hold onto you?]
[Shui Yueer: Hurry up and hold on tight, and let hold onto you from behind as well. I'm also a bit afraid of falling off.]
[Tang Yuehua: Ah Rou, hold onto .]
[Hu Liena:???]
[Liu Erlong: What are you guys doing? Why do you need to hug?]
[Long Ti No See: Zhu Lu, what are you doing?]
[Bibi Dong: Image. (Su Yan, Zhu Lu, Shui Yueer, Shui Binger, Huo Wu, Tang Yuehua, Ah Rou... standing on a giant sword flying in the air.)]
[Bibi Dong: We've spotted a group of Evil Soul Masters and are heading there now.]
[Dugu Yan has started a Group Chat live stream...]
[Bai Chenxiang: I'm really suffering. What's the point of having these wings!]
[Group mber No. 9: If you didn't have wings, you'd be even more useless.]
[Everyone: Hahaha!!]
[Su Yan: All of you hold on tight. Xiao Wu, Wang Dong'er, you guys co up too. We need to go faster.]
[Zhu Lu: Okay, Su Yan Old Ancestor. Sorry, Old Ancestor.]
[Zhu Zhuqing:???]
[Zhu Zhuyun:???]
Zhu Lu was full of joy and directly hugged Su Yan tightly from behind. Although there were many people standing on the Flying Sword now, she was second in line!
A powerful pressure made Su Yan unable to help but marvel; the Zhu family's talent was indeed very formidable!
[Shui Yueer: Oh no!]
[Shui Binger: Don't be so dramatic. Hold on tight so we don't all fall off. Su Yan is starting to accelerate.]
[Shui Yueer: No, Zhu Lu's Spirit is too big! I can only hold onto Zhu Lu; I can't reach Su Yan in front!]
[Everyone: As expected of you!]
Star Luo Empire.
Xu Jiujiu was also dazed as she watched.
Wait, what?
Is that girl Zhu Lu actually doing this well for herself now?
Didn't she just join the Group Chat?
No!
Having an Old Ancestor to guide you really makes a difference. It's a pity our Xu family didn't have an Old Ancestor to lead us ten thousand years ago!
...
anwhile.
A small village situated on the edge of the Heavenly Soul Empire should have been a picture of harmony, with curling cooking smoke and the sounds of barking dogs.
However.
The arrival of three Evil Soul Masters had completely turned this originally peaceful and harmonious village into a living Hell.
At the village entrance.
Three black-robed figures descended. The leader was tall, and the face revealed beneath the black robe was withered and pale.
On either side of him stood an Evil Soul Master. One had giant jet-black wings spread behind him; his Spirit was the Rotting Vulture. The other had flickering black flas dancing around his hands; his Spirit was the soul-devouring, bone-eroding Undead Evil Fire.
There was not a trace of humanity in the eyes of these three, only cold greed and cruelty. With an exchange of glances, they directly began a wanton massacre.
In an instant.
Slaughter descended.
The black Undead Evil Fire was the first to sweep out, instantly engulfing several thatched huts at the village entrance. The villagers touched by the flas didn't even have ti to let out a full scream before their physical bodies charred and withered at a visible rate.
The Rotting Vulture Evil Soul Master flapped his wings and rose into the sky, his ear-piercing shriek echoing through the village. Blades of jet-black wind swept out, easily tearing apart the fleeing villagers.
He even dove down directly, his sharp claws piercing through villagers' chests, brutally tearing out flesh and souls. He devoured the fresh Life energy in large gulps, the evil aura on his body becoming increasingly dense.
anwhile, the leader's Spirit, the Blood Soul Magic Puppet, was like a demon god from Hell. Countless blood-colored threads spread out from the puppet's body, piercing into the villagers like venomous snakes.
The blood-colored threads churned frantically within them, stripping away their vitality and tearing their souls bit by bit, forcibly pulling countless weak living souls from their physical bodies and rging them into the magic puppet.
So knelt and begged for rcy, their foreheads bruised and bleeding from kowtowing.
So held their children, crying and pleading for them to be spared.
So picked up hoes and wood-chopping knives, wanting to resist, but in the face of the Evil Soul Masters' absolute strength, they were easily crushed like ants.
The crying of infants, the wailing of won, the sighs of the elderly, the roars of n...
All the sounds intertwined to form a tragic song of a living Hell. In less than half the ti it takes for an incense stick to burn, the entire village had been reduced to a sea of fire and Hell.
Those villagers lucky enough not to be dead yet, with one breath remaining, were pierced through their shoulder blades with soul threads by the Evil Soul Masters. Strung together like grasshoppers, they collapsed on the ground, their eyes hollow, leaving only endless despair.
They wouldn't die imdiately; instead, they would be taken back to the Holy Spirit Cult headquarters to beco living sacrifices. On the altar, they would endure even longer and more cruel torture until their souls were completely drained dry.
The three Evil Soul Masters stood amidst the mountain of corpses and sea of fire, evil aura billowing around them. Their spirit power had clearly improved, and their faces were filled with satisfaction and madness.
"Another batch of fine nourishnt."
"Let's go, back to the Cult."
Just as they intended to leave with the remaining people, a sword shadow flew through the air, followed by a voice that reached the ears of the three Evil Soul Masters.
"Freeze!"
(End of Chapter)
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