"Martial Soul Awakening!" roared to ward off evil spirits, and the phantom of a nine-tailed demon fox appeared behind him. The demon fox was surrounded by flames, swallowing the aura of heaven and earth. A pair of flames stared at Murong Jin, and the sharp claws had the power to tear apart everything.

"It turned out to be a spirit beast martial spirit. Murong Jin's eyebrows froze slightly, and the snow knife took off his hand and stepped forward.

The snow knife suddenly became several feet high, the ice unfolded, and a pair of turquoise armor appeared. Murong Jin walked up with his armor, although the snow knife was missing, he had eighteen weapons in his hand to choose from, unpredictable.

"Weapon Martial Soul? "Warding off evil spirits and squinting.

In this world, martial souls are divided into three types, spirit beast martial souls, weapon martial souls, and reincarnated martial souls. Among them, spirit beast martial souls are the most common. Martial arts cultivators who are not as good as the soul master realm can make a martial soul choice by fusing the martial soul of a soul beast with the same attributes as themselves.

Of course, each person can only fuse one spirit beast martial soul. And once fused, unless birth, old age, sickness and death, this life will never be separated. Therefore, when choosing a martial soul, the soul master must choose solemnly, otherwise he will miss the future of lifelong cultivation.

As for the weapon martial soul, it is for the soul master who has fused with the soul beast, and the performance of the weapon martial soul in the treasure weapon. Among all the soul masters, not all of them can get a treasure that is in line with their hearts. But if you can get it, you can achieve something else in the martial arts realm.

The characteristics of the martial soul are extraordinary. When fighting, the martial soul does not leave the body, and turns into a high-grade treasure weapon to directly fight with the martial soul of others. It is often more free than the summoned spirit beast martial spirit.

As for the reincarnation martial soul, it is a martial soul talent that very few martial artists are born with. It doesn't have much combat power on its own, but it can play an extraordinary role in critical moments. Legend has it that there were two kinds of reincarnation martial spirits in the world, Heavenly Realm Lotus Blossom and Lan Ying Xianzhi.

Its martial soul owner has the ability to be reborn in Nirvana. It's just that since the fall of the two martial arts powerhouses, there have been no other cases of reincarnated martial souls, and most people no longer have expectations for reincarnated martial souls.

The nine-tailed demon fox fought hand-to-hand, and the power of the flames caused the temperature of the entire space to rise suddenly. Murong Jin was wearing heavy armor, but he was light and free, and he was bullied by the demon fox.

"Falling moon!" "The sword light is like a shadow, like the momentum of picking the stars and catching the moon, smashing into the yellow sky, and in a moment, it is like a comet suddenly falling, falling in a flash, hitting the dead corner of the demon fox's defense.

The flames burning all over the demon fox's body became more and more intense, and with a move "Attack Claw Flying Fox", he turned around and scratched towards Murong Jin. The claws collided with the armor, and the sound was like a bell ringing, and there were waves in the space.

"Eighteen stars, fall!"

Murong Jin turned around and stood up, turning into eighteen afterimages, with various postures, forming a circle, and placing the demon fox in the center. The word "fall" just came out, and eighteen weapons fell down at the same time, stabbing at the demon fox without any flaws.

The demon fox's eyes were blurred, and before it could react, it had been cut off by thousands of swords, lights, and shadows, and its eyes were godless, and it had no power of martial souls.

When he was shocked, a snow knife was already on his neck. The battle in the air ended, and everything returned to calm.

"How, how could it be ......"

I can't believe what is happening in front of me.

"I'm a ninth-grade soul master, how can I lose to you a seventh-rank peak soul master?"

His eyes widened.

The gap between soul masters, even if it is just one product and one star, is like a chasm. What's more, he and Murong Jin, one of the ninth rank and the other of the seventh grade, are completely heaven and earth, how could they be wiped out so easily?

"Do you really think that you have reached the level of a ninth-grade soul master?" Murong Jin said with a smile.

The grade of warding off evil spirits is indeed quite high, but after this battle, he seems to have discovered a misunderstanding that he has not noticed to ward off evil spirits.

"What do you mean?" he didn't understand.

"Do you know that after a soul master reaches the peak of the seventh rank, if he wants to break through the eighth rank, he has to go through the same sublimation nine times as when he usually breaks through. Murong Jin held the snow knife on his neck to ward off evil spirits and said.

"What? you mean......" Warding off the evil widened, his eyes wide.

"That is to say, when you thought you had advanced to the eighth-rank soul master, you were actually still experiencing a breakthrough at the peak of the seventh-rank soul, and you thought you had advanced to the nineth-rank soul master realm, but in fact you had just broken through to the eighth-rank soul master. ”

Murong Jin told the truth. The fire attribute soul master who had just stepped into the eighth rank was almost directly suppressed by the seventh grade ice attribute soul master.

"Impossible!" exclaimed the evil spirit, "this is impossible, you are lying to me!"

How could he believe that this was true! All along, he had prided himself on being a ninth-grade soul master, believing that he had become the highest-grade soul master. He has always hated, hated those generals in the demon clan who were not as good as him, and who had climbed high! And today, someone actually told him that everything was just an illusion of his imagination, and everything was just a delusion!

He could not accept such a fact!

"I am the strongest soul master! I will slaughter the village! I will take revenge on all those who look down on me! Ha! Hahaha!"

Warding off evil spirits and madness, under the red eyebrows, his eyes were hideous, he laughed miserably, suddenly looked right, grabbed the snow knife on his shoulder with one hand, wiped his neck, the blood on the knife flashed, and he slowly fell into the sky with his long hair covering his face.

"Before he died, he still remembered killing people and slaughtering the village, how deep is his resentment against this Lan Village......" Murong Jin walked against the wind and flew towards the village.

Along the way, the trend of demon beast attacks slowed down. Maybe it's because the manager is dead and no one is calling, so he stopped. Murong Jin didn't make a move along the way, but just relied on the coercion he had saved when he led the demons over the years, so that these demon beasts who didn't know him were all frightened and didn't dare to move forward.

There were a few people who were really not afraid of death, taking advantage of the stubbornness of the newborn calf who was not afraid of the tiger, they came up and pounced and bited wildly, only a few feet away from Murong Jin, and they were robbed of their consciousness by the chill that came, and they no longer had the fighting spirit.

"Bastard boy, are you there?" Murong Jin returned to Tianyue Tianhui's house. This is the more central area of Arashi Village, and there is no sign of a demon beast attack yet. Just now, he stopped the attack of the demon beast in time, and Tianyue shouldn't have run too far.

"Hero, you're back!" Tianhui came out of the kitchen. Holding a bowl of hot soup, he put it in front of Murong Jin and handed over a pair of chopsticks.

Murong Jin righted the chopsticks, and was about to pick up a piece of meat, when the chopsticks suddenly stopped in mid-air: "Old man, didn't today's broth be paired with pickled radishes as side dishes?"

Tian Yan paused for a moment, but then turned to a smiling face: "Hero, there is no radish today." ”

"Oh. Murong Jin paused, "Speaking of which, what about the bastard boy?"

"Mixed?" Tian Hui was strangely stunned again, "Oh, the children who made trouble yesterday taught them a lesson and let them go." ”

He smiled. Seeing that Murong Jin still didn't move his chopsticks, he got up and stood up, and the smile on his face was still the same.

Murong Jin turned his back to him, and said silently: "Tianhui Tianyue father and son, where are they?"

"What, what?" The smile on Tianhui's face stiffened slightly, "Hero, I'm not right here." ”

"You don't even know that I call Tianyue a bastard. A few days ago, when I was playing in the snow with him, there was still a pile of radishes in the kitchen as a stockpile. He also brought one to make the nose of my snowman. How could it be that there is no more today?" Murong Jin turned his back to "Tianxuan", and his voice was full of sneers and mockery. He suddenly turned around, and at some point, the snow knife was in his hand, and the knife flashed, and he cut off the head of the person in front of him.

The skull fell to the ground, but it became a skeletal white bone.

"Come out, Cao Ying!" Murong Jin put the snow knife behind his back and stood tall.

"Ha, I originally wanted to see a good show, Brother Murong, you really don't make people happy!" Laughter came from the kitchen, and out of it was a girl with a beautiful face.

The girl is full of energy, looking forward to Shenfei, like a fairy concubine. Under the beautiful eyes, the autumn waves are secretly sent, and the beauty of the fragrance is exhausted. The fan in her hand is embroidered with the beautiful scenery of the landscape, including the Surabaya River in the peach pear garden.

"Cao Ying, the two of us were originally well water and did not interfere with river water, but now, do you want to be my enemy?" Murong Jin frowned and asked.

"Brother Murong, you and I are both generals under the command of the Holy Monarch, how can I be your enemy?" Cao Ying smiled with a fan covering her face, "But I'm very curious, why does Brother Murong want to keep this Lan Village? Killing all the human races is originally our demon clan's duty. Could it be that Brother Murong has a different ...... in his heart because he is a human race?"

"Nonsense!" Murong Jin interrupted, "It's just that this Lan Village is the place where the Wind Soul originated, and presumably the Holy Monarch won't overthrow it easily." ”

"Ha, the little girl understands what Brother Murong meant. Cao Ying moved slightly, stepped forward and said, "The reason why our Holy Monarch has not slaughtered dozens of martial soul birthplaces has been for that soon......

Murong Jin moved to the side slightly, not squinting: "Since you know, then you still come to slaughter the city?"

Cao Ying deliberately pretended to be unwilling to walk away, and took a step forward towards the place where Murong Jin had moved, and gently put her hand on Murong Jin's shoulder: "Brother Murong don't hide, you might as well come and guess what you came to Tucheng for this time." ”

Cao Ying's voice was as pleasant as silk bamboo. If it were an ordinary man, I am afraid that even my heart would have been crispy when I heard it. But Murong Jin knew that as a general, Cao Ying had always been known for her charm and calamity, and what she controlled was not only the raging flame of the martial soul transformation, but also the dry wood and fire in people's hearts.

"Could it be that the Holy Monarch is already sure to find out the will of the wind here?" Murong Jin looked sideways.

"Of course. Cao Yingcai's sleeves were brilliant, and a lively object was displayed in her hand, "Brother Murong, look at it, what is this?"

The lively object is a condensed cyclone. Under the cyclone, it closed in all directions, and in the center, there seemed to be a mysterious power hidden.

"Will of the Wind?, have you found it?" Murong Jin was slightly surprised. The Will of the Wind, this is an important reason why the Holy Monarch has kept dozens of martial soul birthplaces from being slaughtered over the years.

"After that Burning Sky Battle, the Saint Monarch's martial soul was seriously damaged. It is necessary to soak in the spiritual spring for several hours throughout the day to regain vitality. I have served the Holy Monarch for a hundred years, and I have never seen him suffer so much. Now, as long as these martial soul wills can be found, they can help the Holy Monarch heal his injuries and revive his great cause!"