A Man Like None Other

Chapter 5135

The black-clothed man had no expression on his face. As the bell rang, the ball of light completely disappeared into the runes on the bell.

At this moment, three pupils as dark as night turned to David at the same time.

The leader’s voice was like two pieces of broken ice rubbing against each other: “There is a powerful soul in your sea of consciousness. Hand him over.”

David’s heart sank, and he subconsciously used the Condensation Heart Technique to protect his sea of consciousness.

“No.” David’s tone was cold.

“If you don’t accept my toast, you will be punished.” The black-clothed man stopped talking nonsense. The three of them formed seals at the same time, and three black light ropes flew out of their sleeves. The thousands of soul fires strung on the light ropes suddenly surged, turning into a large soul-killing net that covered David. A

shrill cry came from the net, which actually caused ripples in David’s sea of consciousness.

Three soul-killing nets came over like spider webs, and the cries of thousands of dead souls in the nets turned into physical sound waves, which hurt David’s eardrums.

He subconsciously activated the indestructible golden body, and his whole body was covered with golden scales.

Hu Mazi also instantly sacrificed several talismans to form shields around them.

“Sizzle…”

cold and piercing

devouring the Yin Sha power he came

didn’t expect that the Yin

spirit is very

black-clad leader saw this and for the first time showed a look of surprise on his withered face: “Impossible! The power of the soul demon kills gods and demons. How can

a hint of amusement ignited in

to jump in David’s palm, and the

“Burn it!”

flames were like a mad dragon out of the sea, instantly burning the three soul demon nets into

to move forward, attacking the

right hurriedly offered a black banner with skulls carved all over it. When the banner was unfolded, thousands

supreme fire. How could he have

twelve bronze nails flew out of his sleeves. The nails were engraved with twisted soul texts, forming a miniature magic circle to block in front

the soul texts on the bronze nails broke apart inch by inch, and hot sparks

“Retreat!”

acted decisively, and the gourd on his waist suddenly exploded, releasing thousands of spikes condensed from soul evil, covering the three people’s

in an instant. This fireball seemed inconspicuous, but it caused