Soul Street: Prison Martial God
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" Kingdom!!!"

The Avici Fire exploded, accompanied by Cao Yanbing's furious roar. The Penglai Illusory Realm was ablaze. Xia Ling and Fomalhaut had just woken up, and the joy of entering the Great Jiao Hot Level lasted only a few minutes before it was blown away by the crazy flames.

Jiang He raised his eyebrows. He knew that Cao Yanbing had discovered something from those documents.

The few of them walked out of the treasure vault to take a look. As expected, Cao Yanbing was panting heavily, and the veins on his forehead were bulging.

The original Luosha Street's Soul Suppressing General Cao Yanming and Tang Xiaoxiao's whereabouts were indeed recorded here!

However, it was only a few words and not complete.

In the document from more than ten years ago, the last mission that Cao Yanming, the former soul general of Luosha Street, received was related to the kingdom's organization. After that, Cao Yanming's whereabouts were unknown.

It was unknown if the second half of the document was deliberately taken away or accidentally destroyed. In any case, no matter how Cao Yanbing searched the entire wooden tower, he could not find any records related to his parents.

However, after experiencing so much on the way out of Luosha Street, Cao Yanbing was not the kind of guy who would be easily swayed by his inner emotions. He quickly adjusted his mentality, but his expression was gloomier than before.

The most important thing now was to repair the spirit pagoda tree and prevent Devil Street from being completely destroyed by Huangfu Longdou's seal. He could only suppress this anger in his heart.

It was the kingdom's organization again!

Gila shook his head helplessly when he saw Cao Yanbing's current state. Although being the fifth knight of the kingdom sounded impressive, he knew nothing about the true secrets of the kingdom's organizations.

First, Heelkamp wreaked havoc in the West District and killed the Soul Suppressing General. Then, Huangfu Longdou set up a trap and blew up the pagoda tree. If such an undeserved disaster fell on him, he would have used up his good temper long ago.

Moreover, Cao Yanbing was a fire-type spirit holder, so he was naturally hot-tempered.

When the two collided, Demon King Cao was born, a violent maniac with a fierce reputation.

"Let's continue on our way. This crappy Penglai Illusionary Realm, hehe.”

After sending a spiritual letter to their father, telling him the news of the mountain of treasures here, they left the Luhua ancient building after resting.

His next target was the hub of the West District's Zhenhun Street, Linglan Mountain!

At the border of the western district of Soul Street, there was a sea of clouds called the River of Forgetfulness. Looking around, no one knew what was under the clouds and how deep it was.

From the north of the River of Forgetfulness, one could see a towering mountain called Linglan Mountain. At the top of the mountain was an entrance to the other Zhenhun Street.

Due to the uncertainty and unknown danger of crossing the sea of clouds, the spirits and the undead would usually choose another way to leave-by taking the dragon ship.

"Hey, hey, don't go!”

The weather was very good that day, and Jiang He and the others were in a good mood. If the flying dragon ship hadn't been scared away by the damned undead that was about to board the ship but turned into an evil spirit, he would probably be in a better mood.

"This flying dragon ship and boatman are too timid. If we wait for the next trip, it will be three days later.”

Yang Jian killed the evil spirit that scared away the flying dragon ship with one slash and shook his head as he looked at the vehicle that had already left.

"Three days? We're now a group wanted by the Spirit Domain. If we wait here for three days, we might have to face the harassment of countless Soul Suppressing Generals.

Why don't we take another path?"

Jiang He frowned. It seemed that the power of the plot kill was still there. Even if the evil spirits did not appear just now, the Flying Dragon Ship would not have let them on board.

The few of them were now even more famous than the thigh girl group that had become popular all over the world as soon as they debuted. Ordinary Soul Suppressing Generals did not dare to provoke them, and evil spirits fled far away after being beaten up. They were simply invincible teachers who could ward off ghosts and gods!

"Are you sure?"

Fomalhaut looked at Jiang He with some hesitation.

"What are you guys talking about?"

Xia Ling looked at the conversation between the gods with a dumbfounded expression. It was a little awkward to talk about such a topic that she could not get into.

" They want to take the abandoned path under the clouds of the River of Forgetfulness. Too many Soul Suppressing Generals and undead have gone missing there. It's just like Bermuda."

"Because it was too strange, we were forced to use the flying dragon ship to replace the previous route. According to the records, this route has not been used for more than two hundred years.”

Cao Yanbing added.

"I heard that there are ghosts down there."

"Hey, this joke is not funny!”

Xia Ling's mouth twitched as she clenched her fists. She was not afraid of anything. When she faced the snow elephant, she dared to take three punches from it. However, there was one bad thing. She was afraid of ghosts.

"Going down? That's good too."

Jiang He took a deep look at Cao Yanbing. For some reason, Cao Yanbing was actually frightened by that indescribable gaze!

It seemed that something terrible would happen this time.

P.S. Xu Chu squatted, Xu Chu squatted, after Xu Chu finished squatting, everyone started the morning!

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