"Old An, is it particularly important to call and sacrifice the first time?

Old An nodded and said, "Of course, the chance of failure is more than 90%.

He continued: "The soul servants also have their own worlds. They spread in different worlds, but they can circulate information."

"If you sacrificed your first sacrifice, the items you sacrificed are precious enough to leave a generous reputation in the world of these soul servants, which will be of great benefit to you."

Chen Feng asked: "So, when my strength remains unchanged and my mental power remains unchanged, wouldn't the more precious the items sacrificed, the higher the level, and the greater the power, the higher the chance of success? The stronger the summoned soul servant?"

"Of course." said An Lao.

When Chen Feng heard Old An say this, he smiled slightly, shrank his hand, and took back the items he had prepared to sacrifice.

He smiled and said, "I know there is a place where you can take out any of the things there, which can be as good as everything I am ready to sacrifice now!"

When An Lao heard this, he was stunned at first, and then suddenly noticed it.

Chen Feng laughed and said, "You guy, you are really a sloppy guy!"

"If you want to talk about the items of sacrifice, what else can be more precious and powerful than the scales of the extremely powerful snake, the feathers of the yellow bird, and the blood of both?"

All Chen Feng’s belongings now may not be as powerful as a piece of Teng Snake Scale!

A month has passed, and when Chen Feng left the Soul Master Space, he happened to see the scene outside.

The big cover was lifted up, and an extremely strange smell came out of the top cover.

This smell is extremely unpleasant, with a strong fishy smell, just like the saliva in the mouth of a poisonous snake.

But when Chen Feng heard this, he was happy and expressed his feelings. He was so familiar with this aura!

The medicine solution has been trained.

And on this same day, a figure in a black robe quietly stepped into the Tianyuan Imperial City at the north gate of Tianyuan Imperial City.

He is tall and thin, wearing a black robe, but the aura around him is hazy, clouds and mountains are covered with mist, and it looks very unreal.

Wherever he walked, there seemed to be cracks in the air.

It seems that in this space, it is not in this space. It step out one step, enters another space, and then goes out again, and returns to the space where the Tianyuan Dynasty is located.

It gives people an extremely mysterious feeling.

Of course, people who can detect his situation almost do not exist on this street.

In the eyes of everyone, he was just an ordinary pedestrian wearing a black cloak!

When he arrived at the bustling place of the street, he went into an alley on one side, then turned around in the alley and finally came to the end of the alley.

This is a dilapidated temple, with no incense for a long time, and even the statues were smashed.

At this time, there were many people inside, but it was very not lively.

Everyone was basically wearing black clothes. They gathered together and whispered something, their words were very brief, and they said a few words, and then left immediately.

Therefore, although there are many people here, there is an indescribable sense of desolation and depression, which is very strange.

This is actually a place dedicated to buying and selling news in Tianyuan Imperial City. The news inside involves many dark corners that are shameless, so they all act sneakily.

The man in black curled his lips and said softly: "I haven't been to the world for thirty years. I didn't expect that the place where they exchanged news here is still like this, and they haven't made any progress at all."

When everyone saw him walking in, they turned their eyes to him. After seeing his outfit clearly, they all lowered their heads, thinking that he was the one who came here to buy news.

He came to everyone and suddenly spoke: "Where is Chen Feng living?"

Everyone was stunned, and then they looked at him with a madman's eyes, and some people opened their mouths to laugh at him.

Suddenly, the man in a black burqa frowned, with a little impatient expression, and muttered in a low voice: "What am I doing with such a low-level inquiry?"

The next moment, he suddenly whistled.

So, an unspeakable ripple suddenly appeared.

The next moment, with a bang, everyone's heads exploded together in the lobby, and they all turned into headless corpses.

The corpses stood for a while before they fell to the ground one after another, and even the poses of falling to the ground were in parallel, giving people an extremely bloody, extremely terrifying but extremely strange feeling.

These people all died at the same moment. Their souls wandered out. They were very shocked at first, not knowing what they had been born.

The next moment, they all rushed towards the man in black cloak with great anger, trying to settle the score with him.

At this time, the man in black sneered.

In the air, more than a dozen flames as big as candlelight appeared immediately, and each flame directly set their souls down.

Then, they began to burn their souls.

Suddenly, they all made extremely miserable screams, and they all stayed in place, not daring to resist.

Then I saw the man in black squinted his eyes, as if he was thinking about something.

The next moment, he took a deep breath.

So the next moment, a wave of air appeared, and some things were stripped out from the wandering souls of those people after death and were absorbed into his mind.

He squinted his eyes, thought for a moment, and then he let out a sip of turbid air, sighed and said, "It's one step late!"

"So, the person I want to kill has actually led a large army to the Southern Wilderness?"

He frowned slightly, as if he was a little unhappy, and said to himself lightly: "Nanhuang, the situation over there is much more complicated."

It turned out that he was actually torturing these people's memories and directly depriving them of their memories from their souls.

He continued to say to himself: "Although the hundreds of tribes in the Southern Desert are not worth worrying about, the inheritance of the three queens is unfathomable."

"I'm afraid of having a few existences entrenched in the deepest part of the Southern Wilderness."

"I hope that kid doesn't have any connection with those existences!"

The more he thought about it, the more irritated he seemed, and he sneered: "If I hadn't met that old guy, I would have killed Chen Feng long ago. How could I have run to Nanhuang again?"

He shook his head, drove out the emotion, gently knocked on his forehead, and whispered to himself: "A few days after coming out of the temple, he was actually infected by these filthy emotions in the mortal world."
Chapter completed!