622: C622 Return to Where You Should Go

C622 Return to Where You Should Go

0The people of Bai Family were even more frightened. They were so scared that they couldn't even see their souls! Seven souls, six souls!

A Second-Grade Evolved Human had fallen just like that?

One should know that this was Second-Grade Evolved Human.

"Ah! Ah!"

Suddenly, another two miserable cries sounded.

Two Second-Grade Evolved Human from the Corpse Cult fell to the ground with their eyes wide open.

"Answer me." Ye Lee said slowly.

The rest of the Corpse Cult's Second-Grade Evolved Human had their soul shaken. They really didn't understand how Ye Lee did it.

"Corpse, the Corpse Cult is the largest sect in the surrounding twelve cities. We captured Red Shirt female zombie to refine her and make her our servant." One of the Second-Grade Evolved Human answered in fear.

Ye Lee nodded and did not say anything.

Ding!

"Congratulations to Host for obtaining a chance to draw randomly."

Ye Lee did not hesitate to use this lottery chance.

The Virtual Pointer began to rotate in the wheel, and after a few seconds, the needle stopped.

Ding!

"Congratulations to Host for obtaining the Soul Beckoning Streamer."

Soul Beckoning Streamer : As long as Host can find any one of the three souls and seven souls of a zombie from the Apocalypse Legion, he will be able to use the Soul Beckoning Streamer to summon the rest of the souls.

Looking at the introduction of the Soul Summoning Flag, Ye Lee's jade-like face began to look very interesting.

Without thinking too much, he began to use the Soul Summoning Flag to summon Hongye's soul.

"Soul Beckoning Streamer in use."

“10%...30%... 60%...100%。”

"Soul Beckoning Streamer used successfully."

Suddenly, Hongye's three souls and six souls appeared in front of Ye Lee from all directions.

The Corpse Cult's genetic martial cultivator and the Bai Family's genetic martial cultivator. They were all frightened out of their wits.

Ye Lee took out the soul of Hongye from System Space and started to synthesize it.

Finally, Hongye's complete body appeared in front of Ye Lee.

"Master, I thought we..."

Hongye looked at Ye Lee with joy.

After the remnant souls of the Apocalypse Legion had dispersed all over the world, they all thought that they would never become the Apocalypse Legion again.

"Hongye, did anyone tell you that you have become prettier?" Ye Lee looked at Hongye indifferently.

"Huh?"

Hongye was shocked. She never thought Ye Lee would say something like that.

The martial cultivator of the Corpse Cult and Bai Family, they took three steps back. Their faces were filled with fear.

This zombie could speak?

However, they remembered that this red-clothed female zombie was only a Second Rank zombie. How could she speak? At the very least, she needed a Zombie of the Fourth Grade to speak.

When Ye Lee was synthesizing Hongye's Three Souls and Seven Souls, they were unable to see it.

"Sir, you... could it be that you are also from the Corpse Cult?" Bai Ke looked at Ye Lee in shock.

Ye Lee smiled faintly, "Do you think a small force like that can accommodate me, Ye Lee?"

After saying this, Bai Ke stopped talking.

As for the remaining eight Second-Grade Evolved Human from the Corpse Cult, a strange expression appeared on their faces.

"Sir, if there's nothing else, we'll be leaving first." One of the Second-Grade Evolved Human from the Corpse Cult said respectfully to Ye Lee.

"Where are we going?" Ye Lee said plainly.

"Go back to Corpse Cult?" Second-Grade Evolved Human said in shock.

Ye Lee was silent for a few seconds, then he looked at Second-Grade Evolved Human and said:

"I think it's better if you don't go back to the Corpse Cult. Go back to where you should go."

After saying that, he turned to Second-Grade Evolved Human and said. The eight Evolved Human of the Corpse Cult were stunned.

"But, my lord, we are from the Corpse Cult. If we don't return to the Corpse Cult, where else can we go?"

"You should return to the gates of hell."

The eight Second-Grade Evolved Human from the Corpse Cult fell.

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