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He looked at Lin Yang, a sinister smile spreading across his face:
"Kid, you think you can get away with running here and I won't be able to find you?"
Lin Yang turned around, looked at Wang Bing, and still had a playful smile on his face:
"So what if you found me? Can you kill me?"
Wang Bing's grin widened: "Then let's give it a try."
As he spoke, he lunged at Lin Yang.
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Chapter 42: Wang Bing: You, you ate my spirit, do you also know how to bind spirits and command generals in my Wang family?
Bang!!!.
As soon as Wang Bing moved, Lin Yang kicked out with a sudden kick.
Wang Bing was kicked away like a rag doll.
Wang drew a long mark on the ground.
He managed to steady himself, a trickle of blood already seeping from the corner of his mouth.
His face was terribly grim, and his eyes flashed with anger.
"Damn it, you really deserve to die."
Wang Bing said through gritted teeth.
Every word exuded intense killing intent.
With a flick of his wrist, a wisp of black mist materialized out of thin air.
It exudes an extremely cold and eerie aura.
"soul?"
A hint of surprise flashed in Lin Yang's eyes.
"Haha, you know him?"
Wang Bing grinned ferociously and devoured the soul in his hand.
As the soul is devoured.
The Qi within Wang Bing surged wildly, seemingly inexhaustible.
At the same time, the yin energy around him grew increasingly intense.
He seemed to be shrouded in darkness, exuding an aura of evil.
"Spirit Devouring".
Lin Yang raised an eyebrow slightly.
I'm quite interested in the "Binding Spirits and Commanding Generals" skill among the Eight Extraordinary Skills.
He looked at Wang Bing with great interest.
I wanted to see what tricks the other party could pull.
At this moment, Wang Bing was already intoxicated by the pleasure brought by devouring spirits.
He felt the power within him growing stronger, and a wicked smile appeared on his face.
"A powerful feeling."
Wang Bing muttered to himself:
"Unfortunately, this soul is too weak."
As he spoke, he looked up at Lin Yang:
"Judging from your strength, you must be an extraordinary person in this field."
Wang Bing said greedily, "I believe your spirit must be even more delicious and powerful."
Lin Yang looked at Wang Bing calmly, as if he were looking at a clown:
"Looks like you've done a lot of these things."
Wang Bing sneered:
"So what? Our Wang family is second to none in the world of supernatural beings. Who dares to offend me?"
He arrogantly raised his head:
"Tell you the truth!"
“Some people tried to take advantage of Jiang Nansun before, but I dealt with them all.”
"I remember someone named Zhang Anren."
"His soul is truly delicious."
As Wang Bing spoke, a look of lingering enjoyment appeared on his face:
"I vaguely remember the fear and terror he felt when I ate him."
"That kind of soul makes eating it a truly delightful experience."
Lin Yang remained calm as he listened to Wang Bing's description.
He was more evil than the king.
They also find pleasure in devouring the souls of others.
However, Lin Yang prefers evil souls.
Wang Bing continued:
"Don't worry, I'll savor you slowly when the time comes."
"To devour you little by little."
Wang Bing grinned maliciously as he lunged at Lin Yang.
"I'll savor the taste of your fear."
However, he just finished speaking.
He was kicked away by Lin Yang again.
This time, Wang Bing flew even further.
It crashed directly into a large tree before barely coming to a stop.
He spat out a mouthful of blood.
He collapsed to the ground, completely listless.
However, Wang did not intend to give up.
He struggled to his feet, his eyes flashing with venomous resentment:
"Since I can't beat you."
"Then come and face the judgment of my royal family's spirit-binding and spirit-dispensing."
He shouted, “Come out, my pet!”
As Wang Bing's shouts faded away.
A terrifying black mist condensed between his palms.
This black mist was like a cage imprisoning countless evil spirits.
Once released, it twisted and expanded wildly in the air.
It transformed into a dark cloud that blotted out the sun.
From within the black fog, eerie wails and howls echoed continuously.
It seemed as if countless wronged souls were struggling and wailing within it.
The sound was particularly jarring in the silent night sky, sending chills down one's spine.
"go with!"
Wang Bing's face contorted in a ferocious expression. He shouted and swung his hands forward violently.
In an instant, the black mist surged, and countless shadowy figures separated from it.
With piercing screams, they transformed into ghostly figures.
It surged towards Lin Yang in an overwhelming manner.
Faced with this overwhelming array of ghostly figures.
Lin Yang simply shook his head slightly, a disdainful smile on his face.
soul?
This thing is to him.
It's not a scary thing at all.
It's more like a tonic for him.
"come on!"
Lin Yang reached out and beckoned.
As his voice fell.
Those souls that were originally controlled by the king.
It was as if they had been summoned by some mysterious force.
One by one, they broke free from their restraints and fell into Lin Yang's palm.
This scene made Wang Bing's eyes widen instantly.
"No...impossible! How could you break my technique?"