145: C145 Soul Band

C145 Soul Band

Knock, knock, knock!

A few colorful pillars of light rose from the ground.

Within each pillar of light, a murderous youth appeared.

These young men with murderous auras held musical instruments in each of their hands. After they appeared, they immediately joined together to perform a cool set of movements.

Finally, they shouted in unison.

"Hello, boss. We are the Soul Band!"

The appearance of the Soul Band stunned everyone in the Holy Scorpion Tribe. The clothes of these men, all of them were beautiful and cheap. It was simply shocking. They had never seen or heard of such a thing before.

"Saint, these people are?"

Priest Luoxiu's mouth twitched. He didn't dare to look at the Soul Band directly. If it wasn't because these people seemed to be related to Su Jin, he would have killed them the moment the Soul Band appeared.

The way these people dressed was too terrifying. They were even more demonic than devils, so they should have been sent to Devil Suppressing Pagoda.

"Cough cough, they are the people I invited to help. Don't worry, they are only wearing this kind of clothes. They aren't bad people."

Su Jin also knew that the killer style of the Soul Band was somewhat shocking in this world. He could understand the reactions of the people from the Holy Scorpion Tribe, so he explained.

"Boss, who are our listeners? I can't wait to present my voice."

At this time, the lead singer of the Soul Band asked with a microphone. The loud sound shocked everyone in the Holy Scorpion Tribe again.

Su Jin's eyes revealed a look of joy. It would be great if he could still choose his listeners.

The Soul Band's singing was a spiritual contamination, so the audience naturally could not be the Holy Scorpion Tribe.

He pointed at the army of the vast wilderness opposite him. "Everyone over there is your audience. Also, the two men in the sky are also listeners. You can start playing immediately."

"Alright, boss, give me three minutes to prepare!"

The lead singer happily went to debug the instruments with the other smart people.

At this moment, the army of the Great Desolate was rapidly approaching the Holy Scorpion Tribe. The nervousness in the eyes of the citizens of the Holy Scorpion Tribe was getting stronger and stronger. They were all filled with doubt. Could the people invited by the Son really resist the army of the Great Desolate?

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

At the front of the black mass of army, the afterimages were much faster than the other warriors. They were about to reach the Holy Scorpion Tribe first.

"Great Desolate Palace! Not good! These people are the assassins of Great Desolate Palace!"

Priest Luoxiu's eyelids twitched violently. He immediately recognized that these black clothed men were the cruelest assassins of the Great Desolate Tribe, the Great Desolate Palace.

The assassins of Great Desolate Palace had assassinated countless people of the Holy Scorpion Tribe. They had also brought countless disasters to the nearby small tribes, which were similar in scale to the Holy Scorpion Tribe. It was a nightmare for the people of the small tribes.

"Little bastard, I never thought that you would actually be able to ask for help. But today, you will die for sure!"

A middle-aged man in black had an oppressive aura. He stood in the middle of the assassins of the Great Desolate Palace and stared fiercely at Su Jin, who was standing in the middle of the crowd.

He was the leader of the assassins. He didn't stop Su Jin that day, which led to Su Jin successfully seeking help from the Strong Gale Tribe. He could guess that once the war ended, he would be punished by the chief if he failed the mission.

Thinking of this, he immediately sped up and dashed towards Su Jin. He wanted to kill Su Jin first to reduce his punishment.

"Not good. Saint, leave quickly. I will stop this man!"

Priest Luoxiu's facial expression changed dramatically. He immediately stood in front of Su Jin and looked at the leader of the assassins as if he was facing a great enemy.

"Don't worry. We don't need to do anything."

However, what Priest Luoxiu didn't expect was that Su Jin still had a confident expression on his face. He didn't seem to have any intention of leaving.

Instead, he looked at the leader of the assassins with a surprised expression. He thought to himself that this was truly a hopeless situation. There was always a bright future in the dark. He was already prepared to give up the treasure chest that the leader of the assassins had on him. He didn't expect that the map of the treasure chest would call the police when the leader of the assassins showed up.

This proved that the treasure chest on the assassin's body was still there!

"This is called luck! I can't even block it!"

Su Jin was pleasantly surprised.

"Kid, just run away recklessly. Be afraid and cry. This time, let's see where you can run to!"

The leader of the assassins didn't know that he was already a fat sheep in Su Jin's heart. Instead, he grinned hideously and threatened Su Jin.

"Saint, if you don't leave now, it will be too late!"

Priest Luoxiu didn't know where Su Jin got such confidence from. His facial expression became incomparably anxious. At this moment, his facial expression changed dramatically.

The assassin leader's speed suddenly increased. A ferocious face appeared in front of him in an instant, and a huge hand mercilessly slapped at him.

"Die!"

The assassin leader said maliciously. A mere Third Level Martial Spirit Stage trash dared to stop him? Courting death!

Ahhhhhh!

The high pitched singing voice of the killer suddenly rang out.

At the same time, on the battlefield, all the warriors of the Great Desolate Tribe felt as if their eardrums had been struck by an iron hammer. They felt extremely uncomfortable, and they couldn't help but stop moving.

Puchi!

The assassin leader who was closest to the Earthly Gate's Soul Band was affected the most. He suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and his eyes revealed shock. He had an ominous feeling in his heart, "What is this!?"

Before he could react, the Soul Band had already entered a state of mind!

"Ahhhhhhhhhh..."

"Fight, fight, fight, fight against the air..."

Sha Matt sang strange lyrics, but the song spread out with him as the center. Wherever it passed, it was like cutting grass. The soldiers of the Great Desolate army fell to the ground one by one, foaming at the mouth and trembling all over.

"Holy sh * t, my ears!"

"Save me, Mama, save me..."

"Stop singing, please stop singing!"

"Kill me!"

In an instant, the mighty army of the Great Desolate collapsed. The weak warriors... They fainted from the start, but the soldiers with decent strength... They had to endure the Soul Band's underground singing, and each one of them cried and cried, they begged their father to curse.

The army of tens of thousands instantly fell like a landslide.

Within the range of the song, even if the soldiers covered their ears, it was useless. The song could penetrate their palms and directly enter their eardrums.

Therefore, no one could escape the punishment of the Soul Band. Warriors below the Martial Ancestor Stage had no ability to resist this music. Losing the ability to fight was only a matter of time.2

"My God, this is really a spiritual contamination."

Su Jin widened his eyes. Even he did not expect the Soul Band to be so powerful.

"Stop singing, stop singing... Hahaha, battle!"

The leader of the assassins half-knelt on the ground, struggling and screaming in pain. However, as the song was sung, he started to lose his mind. He started to mumble something, as if he had gone crazy.

The assassins from the Great Desolate Hall who were closest to Su Jin and the Soul Band had been completely wiped out. Only the leader of the assassins was still holding on and not falling to the ground.

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