Chapter 100 Intensification

"How is it possible? How did this guy do it?" Supervisor Rossman said in shock.

He didn't even notice the scene just now, let alone others.

In just a moment, all ten of his subordinates died! This method is simply unheard of.

Which family is he from? Why is there no record of it in the Great Fighting Soul Arena and the Spirit Hall?

Was that his spirit just now?

No... That black box has no spirit characteristics at all.

"Now, you have two minutes and eight seconds!"

Facing the hatred of everyone, Lingmo was indifferent and carefully looked at the cup in his hand. There was no wine in it.

Their hospitality is not very good. It seems that they need to be taught well...

"Boss, what should we do now?"

Seeing that ten brothers died in an instant, the rest of the people panicked.

"Just now, those people from the Fierce God Team seemed to have died under this black box. This kid is really weird..."

For a while, Rossman, who had originally made up his mind to rob the thieves, began to hesitate!

From the above characteristics, Lingmo must have a great background.

But... in his impression, there seems to be no sect with Lingmo's characteristics!

"My little brother, I think! Is there any misunderstanding between us?"

Rossman was scared after changing the subject! Yes... he wanted to test Lingmo's background.

"Misunderstanding?"

Good guy, he wanted to cover up the previous things with just one sentence?

"I don't know whether it is a misunderstanding or not, but now... I don't want this 10 million, change it to 20 million..."

The whole audience was shocked when he said this.

"You are asking for too much, aren't you afraid of being overwhelmed?"

Rossman almost roared.

Originally, he wanted to cheat the thieves and suppress Lingmo's money and put it in his pocket, but all of a sudden... not only did he not suppress it, but he had to pay 20 million instead.

This is impossible. If the higher-ups know about it, the next result is not what he can imagine.

"A huge opening? You can think so..."

"Too much, boss, let's go together, I don't believe this kid can still make a big fuss..."

20 million, no one can accept it! If all of this is released, this big fighting soul field will probably be declared bankrupt.

If the people above chase them down, none of them can escape.

"Little brother, look... can we discuss it? I can give you the original 2.89 million, plus a little compensation from me, to make up 3 million, what do you think?"

Rossman is not sure! The black box in Lingmo's hand is really weird!

"30 million..."

It would be fine if he didn't say anything. Once he spoke, Lingmo added another 10 million.

At this time, Rossman couldn't bear it anymore.

"If your Excellency insists on doing so, then we have to fight to the death..."

"Fight to the death? Are you worthy?"

Lingmo took out the Peacock Feather and shot it instantly...

In Rossman's horrified expression, the seven Soul Emperors behind him were instantly killed...

Yes, it's so exaggerated!

In front of the Peacock Feather, the so-called Soul Emperors are vulnerable!

Some people were directly beaten into sieves, and the scene was extremely bloody.

Seeing that only Rossman and Lingmo were left in the room, the atmosphere on the scene froze instantly.

Pah pah pah...

Suddenly, the door of the room was opened, and an old man in a red robe walked in, clapping his hands.

Judging from his appearance, this man seemed to be from the Spirit Hall!

"Wonderful, wonderful! I didn't expect that there was such a talented young man hidden in the city of Sylvich..."

After the red-robed man walked in, Rossman trembled, as if he had seen a ghost, and couldn't even stand steadily.

Fear and uneasiness completely occupied his heart.

The one in front of him was mentally suppressed.

"Big...sir! Why...why are you here..."

With a trembling tone, Rossman couldn't even stand steadily.

"Waste!"

The red-robed man looked at him coldly, and slapped him directly, and Rossman was knocked unconscious.

"Red-robed leader? Spirit Hall? Sure enough..."

As soon as the other party appeared, Lingmo probably understood something! It turned out that there was a Spirit Hall behind this big fighting spirit field!

Not only that, in addition to the Spirit Hall, other sects also intervened, and the luxurious lineup was composed of several major forces.

No wonder no one dared to make trouble in the Great Soul Arena for so many years, because the people standing behind it were all big guys!

"Spirit Hall! What a big show, but unfortunately... even if the Pope came today, it would be useless..."

Lingmo replied coldly, this farce would not end with the appearance of the Spirit Hall!

"30 million! You really dare to ask, do you think I will agree?"

Originally, Lingmo thought that the bishops of the Spirit Hall had appeared, and things could be discussed properly, but unfortunately... the other party did not take Lingmo seriously at all.

Soul Douluo?

An invisible suppression came over him, and Lingmo passively opened the Peacock Wings.

The moment the spirit appeared, the other party was obviously stunned!

"External soul bone?"

Then, a greedy look appeared! It seemed that Lingmo was sure of it.

He came with a fierce momentum, and he gave Lingmo a horse power as soon as he came, which immediately angered Lingmo.

"You have succeeded in angering me! Spirit Hall? Next, face my wrath..."

Suddenly, a huge sword fell from the sky. The red-robed leader took the sword head-on before he could retract his greedy eyes.

Boom...

Instantly! A powerful explosion directly shook the entire Douhun Arena.

Those who had not left the Douhun Arena at this time fell into panic.

The building collapsed instantly and turned into a ruin. Three rays of light flew westward at the same time!

"What happened?"

For a while, the entire Douhun Arena was in chaos.

On the Shrek side, Flanders counted the people present and prepared to take them back! He found that Lingmo was missing.

He immediately said anxiously: "Where is Lingmo? Where did he go?"

Tang San: "I don't know. I seemed to say that he went to collect the money just now..."

As soon as the voice fell, the huge building behind him suddenly collapsed, and everyone was stunned for a while.

"No, Xiaomo might be in trouble..."

Tang San, who was meticulous, immediately thought of the seriousness of the matter.

He rushed into the ruins without hesitation, but... before he could rush in, he was stopped by the master.

"Xiao San, stay calm! Xiao Mo will be fine..."

The master persuaded, but how could Tang San stay calm? Ling Mo had saved his life many times. The relationship between them was not that of brothers, but better than that of brothers.

Regardless, Tang San directly opened the Eight Spider Lance and rushed along the ruins.

There was another figure faster than him, that is Zhu Zhuqing!

A pair of purple wings spread out and took off. Zhu Zhuqing wanted to find Ling Mo in the ruins.

Unfortunately... there was no figure of Ling Mo in this huge ruin.

Tang San was like crazy, digging desperately in the ruins. He could feel that Ling Mo's breath just now disappeared here.

Unfortunately... no matter how he dug, he couldn't find Ling Mo.

And Zhu Zhuqing was even more crazy and completely lost her sense of proportion.

For a while, Shrek and his people joined the digging.

All this happened too fast! Flanders' face was dark, and he was furious.

Just such a student disappeared out of thin air under his eyes.

The self-blame in his heart could not be buried. If he had not insisted on participating in this fighting spirit, perhaps this accident would not have happened.

Lingmo disappeared, and with him, all the staff of the fighting spirit arena died in this disaster.

No one knows what happened! No one knows whether Lingmo is alive or dead.