Mysterious Revival: Awakening Six Paths Sage Spot Template

The terrifying fireball instantly ignited the small forest created by An Lan.

A blazing sea of ​​fire surrounded the Soul Eater in the center of the formation.

Zizzi~

The air around seemed to be on fire.

Despite such a horrifying noise, no one from the neighborhood in the dark alley came.

It was as if no one heard it, or maybe this place was isolated.

Ah!

A shrill scream rang out in the sea of ​​fire.

Looking at the scene in front of him that looked like the Asura hellfire, An Lan had a blank expression on his face.

The main reason was that the mask covered his face, so others couldn't tell what his expression was.

But his Sharingan was unusually scarlet, and even a red glow was emanating from it.

This so-called Soul Eater deserved this disaster, as dozens of people were killed by him.

It would be injustice if he were still allowed to go unpunished.

Although An Lan is not the Heavenly Dao, he doesn't mind being a butcher for once and killing this soul-eater who practices evil martial arts.

The raging fire was still burning, but there seemed to be no movement inside.

No more sound was heard, as if the Soul Eater had been burned to death.

But An Lan did not relax, instead his expression became serious.

In his Sharingan's sight, the defensive formation had been broken.

The flames were burning the Soul Eater's body, emitting a strong fishy smell.

However, even though his body was burned by such fierce fire, the Soul Eater did not utter a word.

It was as if that was not his body.

"Wood Release! Wood Dragon Technique!"

A huge white wooden dragon jumped up from the ground.

It bombarded a position fifteen meters behind An Lan!

"Hehe! What a good trick!"

A voice that sounded like a man or a woman came from behind An Lan.

Then, another black-robed figure emerged from the ground.

"Humph, you're trying to pull off the trick in front of me. You really don't take me seriously."

An Lan snorted disdainfully and turned to look at the black-robed figure.

In front of my Sharingan, these little tricks are nothing.

“Hehe, you are indeed an awakened person in the Spirit Realm. My methods are indeed not up to par.”

The black-robed figure's voice, which sounded like a man or a woman, sounded as if he was mocking himself.

No wonder he is not afraid of his little cuties. The young guy in front of him is at such a high level.

It's time to take out your trump card and try it out.

"Spiritual Soul Realm?"

An Lan thought to himself, is this the realm of cultivation in this world? But is there anything special about this realm?

"Soul Shadow Trace!"

Just as An Lan was thinking, the black-robed figure suddenly launched an attack.

I saw his body split into two, and then into four.

Then, forty-seven black-robed figures appeared around An Lan.

"die!"

After dozens of voices that sounded like men or women were heard, they rushed towards An Lan at the same time.

"Oh, you're using the human wave tactic, huh?"

An Lan's scarlet Sharingan was filled with disdain.

Since you want to beat me by outnumbering me, I won't use the same method against you.

Then I'm really sorry.

"Immortal Technique! Multiple Wood Clone Technique!"

An Lan let out a loud chuckle.

In an instant, An Lan's figures appeared one after another on the ground around them.

They all wore wooden vortex masks, and the Sharingan in their eye sockets were particularly scarlet.

"I'm not really afraid of outnumbering people."

An Lan said indifferently, and then his consciousness moved.

Four hundred and seventy wooden clones of An Lan swarmed forward.

This group of wood clones drained all the six chakras in An Lan's body.

But it just so happens that it is in accordance with the rules to let ten wooden clones fight a man in black robe.

"you!"

Looking at the huge crowd in front of him, the Soul Eater was stunned.

He killed forty-eight people and used their souls to practice the art of creating clones.

And what's going on with this guy in front of me?

How could he possibly create hundreds of clones?

Could it be that he has killed more people than himself? Otherwise, where did these things come from?

The Soul Eater didn't understand and couldn't figure it out.

In an instant, the two groups of people gathered together and the melee began.

But the battlefield was completely one-sided.

An Lan's ten wooden clones beat up one Soul-Eating Envoy clone, and they basically pinned him to the ground and beat him hard.

Explosive beating!

The Soul Eater's clones were completely unable to resist.

Ah!

The screams, which sounded like those of a man or a woman, were endless.

But An Lan's real body stood with his hands behind his back, watching from a tree.

"Why do you have to use human wave tactics against me when there are so many other options available?"

An Lan was also a little helpless. He wanted to test this guy's strength himself.

But according to the current situation, it is no longer his turn to take action.

As the Soul Eater's clones on the field dissipated, An Lan's wooden clones took the initiative to join other team battles.

"Tsk, tsk, how miserable."

As An Lan finished his words, all the Soul Eater's clones on the field disappeared.

There was only a black-robed figure still lying on the ground.

However, he was surrounded by An Lan's wooden clones.

"Don't you dare kill me! I'm working for that person. If you kill me, many people will be buried with me!"

The Soul Eater lying on the ground shouted in a hoarse voice.

Hearing this, An Lan, who was standing on the tree, used a teleportation technique to appear in front of the Soul Eater.

As if he was lifting a dead dog, An Lan reached out and grabbed the Soul Eater's neck, lifting him up from the ground.

Then, he said with a slightly amused tone: "How dare you threaten me?"

"Hehe, you, you don't dare to kill me, and you don't dare to provoke that person." The Soul Eater said weakly.

"If you let me go, I will tell you all the information about that person."

The Soul Eater's desire to survive is still very strong. After all, no matter how evil a person is, he will still seek survival when he is about to die.

"No, I don't need you to tell me."

An Lan shook his head and refused nonchalantly, his three-magatama Sharingan turning slightly.

Knowing that he was doomed, the Soul Eater laughed and said, "I will wait for the one who will help me avenge myself in hell..."

Before the Soul Eater could finish his words, he froze in a daze.

As if his mind was controlled, he began to speak out all the information he knew.

Thousands of years ago, a red moon descended on the Blue Star.

Since then, mysterious natural energy has appeared on the Blue Planet.

At the same time, some supernatural and demonic things gradually emerged.

Due to some special environments and after absorbing too much natural energy, a mysterious factor will awaken in the human body.

From then on, they are separated from the mundane world and possess unspeakable power. This is the awakened one.

After absorbing natural energy, the bodies of those with special abilities mutate and they suddenly develop certain special abilities.

The 'that person' he was talking about was a terrifying being who had lived for two hundred years and was incredibly powerful.

He also works for 'that person', helping to find and hunt specific humans.

He also didn't know what 'that person' looked like, and didn't know whether he was a human or a ghost or a demon, but he was very scary.

As for the strength of 'that person', he guessed that he should have reached the perfection of Lingdan realm.

It is one level higher than An Lan, and it seems that he is about to break through.

"you!"

Suddenly, the Soul Eater's face became ferocious and he looked at An Lan with fear in his eyes.

"Thank you for telling me. Now you should go."

An Lan spoke softly, and then a black stick pierced through the Soul Eater's forehead.

In an instant, the Soul Eater turned the whole person into ashes and scattered in the wind.

As for his desire to go to hell, An Lan said that was impossible because his soul had been sent to you.