"Why did they gather in such a dangerous place like the Sea of ​​Dead Souls? And they were rescued by our Kamikaze?"

Wu Ningyun's question immediately made Wu Ningyan's eyes move.

"Sister, you mean... the Heavenly Spy Department!"

"It was under the influence of the power of the Heavenly Spy Department that these seven gods were forced into the Sea of ​​Dead Souls?" Wu Ningyan's voice was a little sharp. Wu Ningyun nodded

slowly: "Now, do you know the horror of the Heavenly Spy Department?"

"Seven gods who are usually high and mighty!" "

But facing the Heavenly Spy Department, they can only be constantly forced, and even, in the end, they can only be forced into the Sea of ​​Dead Souls to escape! There is no power to resist!" "

Moreover, the Heavenly Spy Department has already arranged for our Kamikaze to wait here, as if catching a turtle in a jar." Wu Ningyan continued her sister's words and spoke like this, her body trembled slightly, and she seemed to be a little cold.

Finally, she realized the terrifying means of the Heavenly Spy Department!

"So, these seven guys will definitely notice something wrong in an instant after seeing each other!" Wu Ningyan realized.

"So what?" Wu Ningyun said slowly.

"In this vast sea of ​​dead souls, even if they knew, where could they escape? They could only... accept their fate."

"This is also half of the reason why the Sky Intelligence Department forced the seven of them into the sea of ​​dead souls, leaving them with no way to retreat!"

"Unless they have the ability to rush into the 'natural disaster area' of the sea of ​​dead souls, but what's the difference between that and seeking death?"

Wu Ningyun spoke slowly, as if she understood everything.

Wu Ningyan also nodded in agreement, and then continued to ask: "Forcing them into the sea of ​​dead souls, surrounding them but not killing them, trapping the seven gods, leaving them with no way to retreat, no way to heaven and no way to earth, what is the purpose?"

"That's the other half of the reason." Wu Ningyun's beautiful eyes became deeper.

"Among these seven gods, one may be related to the 'Soul Devouring Old Man'!"

When the title of "Soul Devouring Old Man" came out, Wu Ningyan's big eyes suddenly instinctively showed a hint of fear.

"Soul Devouring Old Man?"

"The Soul Devouring Old Man who committed countless murders in the northern part of the wilderness three hundred years ago, ruthlessly killed more than a dozen gods and spirits, and then left?"

"That's him!"

"Three hundred years ago, it is said that this Soul Devouring Old Man had survived the first round of 'Heavenly Decline'! Incomparably fierce!"

"Although the existence of Heavenly Decline is a calamity destined for all lower-level servant gods, the fact that he survived the first round shows how terrifying the Soul Devouring Old Man is! Even though he may not be as good as he was three hundred years ago, a rotten ship still has three thousand nails, which is definitely not something that ordinary lower-level servant gods can compare to."

"In other words, the Soul Devouring Old Man is the real target of the Heavenly Spy Department?"

Wu Ningyun nodded slowly.

"In the past three hundred years, the Heavenly Spy Department should have been searching for the Soul Devouring Old Man, but never found him. Later, they got accurate information that the Soul Devouring Old Man was hiding somewhere in the Dead Sea!"

Wu Ningyan's eyes suddenly condensed!

"What? Hiding in the Dead Sea? How is this possible? In the Dead Sea, if the lower-level servants are not careful, they will surely die! Even if the old Soul Devourer is powerful, even if the servants are invincible, they can't do it!"

Wu Ningyun stood up at this time, her beautiful body under the robe was graceful and beautiful.

"Perhaps, this is why the Heavenly Spy Department has been searching for the old Soul Devourer."

"The Heavenly Spy Department never does things without a purpose."

"The old Soul Devourer may be hiding a secret that the Heavenly Spy Department is concerned about."

"But, this is not what we need to know. Sometimes, the more you know, the faster you die."

"We just need to do our own thing."

"Wait for orders..."

"Whether to kill or surround, it's all according to the will of the Heavenly Spy Department."

Walking to the wine cabinet, Wu Ningyun slowly spoke and poured herself a glass of wine.

Her tone was calm, as if the seven high gods were already in her eyes, and she could take whatever she wanted.

Wu Ningyan was still digesting the news quickly!

"I understand!"

"The Heavenly Spy Department is not sure which god is related to the Soul-Eating Old Man!"

"Yes, so the Heavenly Spy Department listed all the suspected targets, a total of seven, and simply forced them all into the Dead Sea through various means."

"It is better to kill the wrong person than to let him go!"

"In this vast Dead Sea, when being pushed to the limit and realizing that this is a dead end, and knowing that the Soul-Eating Old Man is hiding here, then this becomes the only life-saving straw for that god!" "In desperation

, that god thought that there was still a glimmer of hope, and would definitely contact the Soul-Eating Old Man, or even..."

"Frantically ran towards the Soul-Eating Old Man's hiding place!"

"The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind. The Heavenly Spy Department will take this opportunity to find the Soul-Eating Old Man." After

taking a sip of wine, Wu Ningyun sat back, stroking the exquisite wine glass, and slowly finished these words.

"A naked conspiracy!"

"The existence of the Sea of ​​Dead Souls is really unavoidable! Divinity is humanity. Even the high and mighty gods still have humanity, and the weaknesses of humanity are flaws!" Wu Ningyan murmured to herself, and she felt the horror of the Heavenly Spy Department even more intensely.

"Sister, what if the seven gods are desperate?"

"It doesn't matter. The Heavenly Spy Department has been prepared. There should have been people from the Heavenly Spy Department on the Kamikaze, but even I don't know who they are."

"Other than that, don't monitor them at all, just do whatever you want."

"Okay, Ningyan, the Heavenly Spy Department only gave me the number of people and the approximate rescue range of the seven gods in the Sea of ​​Dead Souls."

"I don't know their current disguises and names."

"The seventh one you just rescued, tell me his appearance and name..."

Wu Ningyan immediately laughed!

"This seventh god is really shameless!"

"He could be an old monster, but he disguised himself as a young man from the human race, and made himself look handsome!"

"Tsk!"

As she spoke, Wu Ningyun's soul power surged, and she sketched the seventh soul portrait on the long table.

He was tall. He was

fair and handsome.

His bright eyes were calm, without joy or sadness.

"That's him! He said he was from the human race, and his name was Ye Wuque!"

Wu Ningyun's beautiful eyes were already fixed on Ye Wuque in the soul portrait, and she couldn't take her eyes off him.

But then, her brows slightly frowned.

Next to Ye Wuque's soul portrait, there were six more.

The first one.

It was a bald old man, who looked dirty and like a beggar.

The second one.

A skinny middle-aged man with a gloomy face, exuding a kind of indifference that kept people away from him.

The third one.

A short and fat man who was laughing all the time, who definitely looked more than 300 pounds, and whose small eyes were so narrowed that he couldn't see.

The fourth one.

A middle-aged woman in a green robe, still charming, with a touch of spring in her brows and seductive eyes.

The fifth picture.

A man in white, looking elegant and graceful, holding a long sword, looks good, and seems to be a swordsman.

The sixth picture.

It turned out to be an old monk with a sallow face.

At the same time.

On the first floor of the Kamikaze, in a secret place diagonally opposite the large bunk bed.

A figure stood here quietly, as if isolated from all investigation.

He was staring in the direction of the large bunk bed.

With the dim light, it can be seen that this dim figure is Uncle Jin.

However, Uncle Jin's eyes were cold and very attractive at this time.

Uncle Jin's eyes swept over the guards such as Ergou stationed not far away, and finally looked into the large bunk bed again, like a poisonous snake hidden in the dark.

At the same time.

Inside the large bunk bed.

Six figures that were exactly the same as the six soul portraits on the long table of Wu Ningyun on the second floor were now lying on their respective beds with different expressions.

Of course, there was now one more, Ye Wuque, who became the seventh.

Almost half an hour had passed since Ye Wuque came in.

The Kamikaze had resumed its operation.

The mighty waves could still be heard faintly.

In the large bunk bed, the atmosphere was still dead silent!

The stagnation was beyond words.

The seven creatures, including Ye Wuque, seemed very quiet.