The Magician of Cultivation

slap~

The sound of a crisp slap suddenly rang out, and everyone was stunned.

Huang Da, the instigator, felt his heartbeat quicken, and his already dark face looked even gloomier.

He looked around and explained in a panic, "Brother Hou, everyone, I just wanted to scare him, not really do anything."

He looked at Hong Bao and muttered, "That... that can't be blamed on me. It was you who didn't dodge."

Yes, why didn’t Hong Bao hide?

Not only Huang Da didn't understand, but Brother Hou and everyone present were also full of doubts.

Although Hong Bao was wearing the "Magic Shackles" and was unable to use his fighting spirit to fight.

But as a fourth-rank martial artist, his physical strength and sharp reaction speed are not something that a martial artist like Huang Da can easily achieve.

Jiejiejie~

Hong Bao let out a weird laugh that was creepy.

He raised his eyes and stared at Huang Da, with a scornful smile on his lips, and asked coldly: "Did you enjoy it? Do you want another one?"

Huang Da felt frightened by his scarlet eyes and took a few steps back involuntarily, which only led to even more outrageous ridicule from the other party.

Huang Da was filled with shame and anger, and shouted angrily: "Fuck you, do you really think I don't dare?"

As he said this, he was about to pounce on him again.

Brother Hou quickly reached out to stop him, narrowed his eyes and examined Hong Bao, and said solemnly: "Hong Bao, what is your conspiracy? Don't think you can escape punishment by pretending to be crazy and stupid."

Hong Bao licked his lips, a hint of madness flashed in his eyes: "Conspiracy? Hahaha..."

He threw his head back and laughed, "You think you can trap me by putting something like this on me? That's such a wry smile."

"Ok?"

Hou Ge and Huang Da were both shocked when they heard this, and everyone tightened their weapons and looked at him vigilantly.

A dark mist suddenly emerged from Hong Bao's body. When the mist touched the 'Magic Shackles', it made a hissing sound and corroded cracks in an instant.

"not good!"

Brother Hou's expression suddenly changed, and he whispered to his men, "Attack, and don't let him break free."

However, it was too late.

Hong Bao slammed his hands together suddenly, and the shackles broke with a crisp sound, and a powerful aura gushed out like a torrent.

His face was as gloomy as water, and he said in a cold voice: "Today is the end of you!"

After saying that, he rushed towards the crowd like lightning.

Huang Da was the first to be hit. He tried to dodge in panic but felt pain in his body.

bang~

Hong Bao’s heavy punch hit Huang Da like a mountain crushing an egg, and instantly exploded him.

What was strange was that Huang Da's flesh and blood did not splatter everywhere, but was restrained by a mysterious force and continued to shrink inward.

In a moment, his flesh and blood turned into a red ball the size of a marble.

This was just the beginning. After killing Huang Da, Hong Bao rushed into the crowd like a tiger into a flock of sheep.

No matter if they were his subordinates or Liang Hai and Guo Siyu's men, no matter if they were at the second or third level, anyone who encountered him head-on would be blown to pieces by his punch.

"Hong Bao!"

Brother Hou was so angry that he could only shout in anger, "Escape in all directions and inform the boss of what happened here!"

"As ordered!"

Everyone was already frightened and immediately gave up resistance, running away in different directions.

Hong Bao, or Winnie George, sneered when he saw this, "Want to escape? You're just dreaming!"

Black mist rolled around him, and the evil energy transformed into countless black tentacles, sweeping towards everyone like poisonous snakes.

At the same time, the broken demon soul emerged from the top of its head, opened its bloody mouth, and sucked in suddenly.

Everyone suddenly felt a creepy suction force acting on their souls.

No matter how they struggled and resisted, it was in vain. Their souls were easily sucked out of their bodies and flew into the devil's mouth like birds flying into the forest.

The body without the soul was like a walking corpse, no longer able to escape and was tightly entangled by the tentacles.

All this seemed slow, but in fact, it only took a few breaths from the time Vinnie George's soul took over the body to the time the team of more than a hundred people was slaughtered.

When Kong Ci Ling arrived on her flying mount, there was no trace of Winnie George, only shriveled human skin on the ground.

Their flesh, blood, bones and souls were all gone, devoured and absorbed by Vinnie George.

Kong Ci Ling looked at the tragic scene before her, her heart filled with anger and grief.

"We must find it and kill it as soon as possible."

He knew that if Vinnie George was allowed to continue wreaking havoc, Imperial City would be devastated. Moreover, the longer the time dragged on, the more disadvantageous it would be, as the other party could obviously devour souls and flesh to recover.

But Winnie George's soul is at the sixth level after all. It does not actively leak evil energy, and Kong Ci Ling cannot sense it.