She snorted in pain, and her face turned from white to red.

At this time, there was a sound of bombing in the dantian, and the pain in her chest made her scream: "Ah......"

As soon as he collapsed, he lay back on the bed. At this time, the strange aura in his body also stopped jumping.

Her body was relieved, and a black cloud of gas slowly emerged from the back of her left hand.

That place was particularly scorching, Ye Zhimad raised his hand, and found that there was a strange dragon-shaped icon on the back of his hand.

"This is another martial spirit of ......".

This is a continent where the path of martial arts is respected, and if people want to get ahead, they must work hard to become a martial soul master.

The levels of martial soul masters are: soul disciple, soul master, soul master, great soul master, soul sect, soul venerable, and soul emperor, and each layer is divided into seven levels.

Each martial soul master will have an attribute, which is divided into: metal, wood, water, fire, and earth.

There is also a kind of person in this world who has twin martial spirits.

And those who have twin martial souls can be called geniuses among geniuses.

However, there are not many twin martial soul people, and they are rare in thousands of years.

Ye Zhifang's eyes widened, staring at the extra martial soul that looked like a dragon but was not like a dragon on the back of his hand.

Her own martial soul is just a Minglan vine, and in addition to being able to defend, she can't play an offensive role at all.

Most people call it "Waste Martial Soul".

This is also the reason why Ye Zhimad has been cultivating hard for many years, but he has not been able to advance.

A person who was called a waste turned out to be a twin martial spirit, and such a talent alone was enough to be terrifying.

Ye Zhimad said to himself with a little excitement: "Twin Martial Souls, in this way, this body is not a waste at all. ”

Probably because of the combination of the two souls, another martial soul was produced.

Knowing that he was the physique of a twin martial soul, Ye Zhimad closed his eyes and entered a state of cultivation.

She is not qualified to waste time, because this is a continent where the weak eat the strong, and no one dares to guarantee what kind of opponent she will meet.

The Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi suddenly invaded her body from all directions, and the whole body was indescribably refreshing.

An hour later, Ye Zhimad stopped cultivating, she slowly opened her eyes, and felt that the scene in front of her was brighter again.

"What a magical cultivation!" She looked down at her body, then raised her hand to stroke the wound on her forehead.

This place is no longer as painful as it was just now, and the feeling of dizziness is gone.

She got up, moved her limbs, and walked out of the room.

As soon as she stepped out of the room, she heard someone call her: "Crazy ......"

When she turned around, she saw a middle-aged beautiful woman walking towards her, and in the depths of her memory, that beautiful woman was Ye Zhimad's mother - Bai Xinrou.

"Mother." Probably because of the soul merger, a mother called out so naturally.

Now seeing that Ye Zhimad is safe and sound, Bai Xinrou breathed a sigh of relief, and before leaving, she stopped Ye Zhimad's hand and checked her body: "Crazy, are you still feeling well, let my mother take a look." ”

"Mother, I'm fine, and my forehead doesn't hurt, don't worry, the child can't die." Ye Zhifang spit out the three words "can't die" heavily.

"Bah, my madman won't die, come and show my mother." She covered Ye Zhifang's face, and her eyes were full of doting: "Tell my mother, who did it?" Mother will definitely avenge you. ”

Because of his anger, Bai Xinrou's body immediately exuded the aura of the fourth order of the Soul Sect, oppressing Ye Zhifang's breathing dullly.

Sure enough, only the strong can exude this sharp coercion.