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It wasn't until this moment that Pojun finally understood why no soul cultivator was willing to come here to work. Even if Zhang Hei's opponent didn't stumble on him, it would be quite difficult for him to find a soul cultivator who could work here for a long time.

The environment here is just too harsh.

Fortunately, Pojun had experienced the exercise of that bloody road, otherwise he would have collapsed when the soles of his feet were stained with the thick and blackened blood.

Contrary to the continuous sinking of Pojun's heart, Zhang Hei's original dissatisfied mind disappeared little by little.

To be able to follow him here, he didn't show any discomfort, Pojun was still the first person, and even his previous apprentices had taken months to get used to.

The two of them came to an open-air slaughterhouse.

Pojun suddenly saw an image of hell on earth.

Hundreds of soul beasts were bound in iron cages by thick steel cables, and the ground was covered with scarlet blood and a lot of filth. Each blood basin was loaded with mountains of internal organs and flesh and bones.

The boiling hot water gurgled in stark contrast to the blood on the ground.

On the board on the ground, there was also a black soul beast that had not been slaughtered, its belly had been broken in half, and the internal organs inside flowed out like a waterfall.

"Wait a minute, wait until I'm done with this soul beast. Zhang Hei said to Po Jun, and immediately picked up a sharp thin blade next to him, and took out the internal organs of the soul beast with extremely sophisticated and simple techniques, separated the flesh and bones, and divided one pot after another.

Only a stick of incense had passed, and a huge soul beast as large as a calf was actually divided into three pots.

After washing his hands with clean water, Zhang Hei stood up, took out a flickering cold killing knife beside him and handed it to Po Jun, leading him to a bound soul beast.

"Look closely, here's what you're going to do next. Kill the Soul Beast. ”

As soon as the words fell, the killing knife in Zhang Hei's hand actually glowed with a faint cold light, as if it was coating the thin knife with a layer of luster. I saw him swing a knife at the neck of the soul beast that was bound and couldn't move.

The broken army was shocked again, and the soul was equipped. Zhang Hei's killing knife is actually a soul tool.

Soul means a tool that can infuse soul power. It is for soul cultivators. Soul cultivators generally use more powerful Horcruxes.

However, soul tools have an advantage over Horcruxes, that is, they are simple to make, the price is fair, and even many shy soul cultivators use not Horcruxes, but soul tools.

Zizi.

All the way to Mars, the soul beast struggled in pain. There was a deep mark on the neck, but it was still not completely cracked.

Zhang Hei's face was a little struggling, but he still quickly swung a second knife. This time, the soul beast could no longer resist, and there was a terrifying wound on its neck.

The blood splattered, and the soul beast collapsed limply. Po Jun's pupils shrank, and he keenly noticed that after the death, the skin of the soul beast seemed to have softened instantly.

"That's your mission, to kill the Soul Beast. ”

Zhang Hei gasped and said. He was just a soul cultivator in the soul sea, and if he didn't know the weakness of the soul beast, it would be a bit difficult to kill a soul beast so easily. Even if this soul beast has been tied.

As he spoke, he untied the corpse of the Soul Beast from the iron trough and dragged it out.

"Boss Zhang. Po Jun suddenly stopped Zhang Hei: "Is it that after the soul beast died, its skin was not so hard." ”

Zhang Hei looked at Po Jun in surprise, he didn't expect him to ask this question, and he was a little impatient in his heart, but since he was the only one who helped him tonight, he suppressed the irritability in his heart and said patiently: "Yes, that's why I'm going to ask a soul cultivator for help." My soul power is not enough to sustain me from killing so many soul beasts in one night. ”

Splitting the corpse of the Soul Beast is a piece of cake for Zhang Hei, but if he wants to kill the Soul Beast, ten heads and eight heads are okay, but tomorrow he will send hundreds of slaughtered ones to a courtyard, which is a difficult task for him to complete.

"Okay, I see. Po Jun nodded, and ran over to help Zhang Hei drag the dead soul beast out together.

Where Zhang Hei couldn't see, the fingers of his right hand continued to become transparent, and then a strange energy rose. The soul of the soul beast twisted from its index finger and was devoured by the broken army.

"You don't need to do that, you just need to help me kill the rest of the Soul Beasts. Frowning, Zhang Hei said unhappily. He didn't know the idea of breaking the army, and felt that breaking the army was a waste of time.

"Oh, okay. I'll go right away. Po Jun looked suddenly enlightened, and by the time his hand was withdrawn from the thick hoof, the crystal clear finger had returned to normal.

The Broken Army came to the next Soul Beast.

He carefully looked at the appearance of this kind of soul beast that he had eaten a lot on weekdays.

The sturdy body was covered with sideburns like a stinging needle, the belly of the big belly was close to the ground, the sharp fangs were curved outward, and the eyes were brutally blood-red, full of despair and ferocity at this time. The pitch-black nose was constantly spraying a strong breath, as if shouting at the broken army.

This is not an ordinary beast, but a soul beast, even the most ordinary soul beast, it is also a very fierce creature.

If this big guy escaped to an area inhabited by ordinary people, it would also cause a large-scale damage.

At this time, Zhang Hei stopped what he was doing and looked at Pojun. I want to know if the broken army can complete this thing, which even an adult soul cultivator may not be able to accomplish.

Po Jun Xiangzuo nervously swallowed a few breaths of air, actually running the Void Emperor Heart Sutra to continuously purify the soul power that had been devoured just now.

When it was completely purified, he finally got started.

A flash of blade flashed.

Zhang Hei only felt a tingling pain in his eyes.

There were no screams. It's not going to be a failure.

Zhang Hei rubbed his aching eyes, and the next moment, his mouth opened wide and he couldn't make a sound for a long time.

In front of the broken army, the soul beast that was struggling turned into a corpse in an instant just now, and was lying on the ground very peacefully at this time.

After swallowing the foam in his mouth with difficulty, Zhang Hei finally understood why his brother-in-law would be relieved to let a hairy boy come to him.

He looked at the thin line-like scar on the neck of the soul beast, and then looked at the wound he had drawn, and suddenly felt ashamed of himself.

Is this a soul cultivator?

Zhang Hei didn't know that Po Jun was not an ordinary soul cultivator, at least there were few soul disciples who could cultivate a soul technique to the realm of handicaping like him.

Compared with Zhang Hei's surprise, the broken army at this time was even more surprising.

Just now, when he used the Soul Devouring Technique to devour soul power, there was a faint feeling that he was about to break through.

This discovery made his gaze look like a wolf as he looked at the remaining soul beasts.

These are living soul stones.