When Han Feng's soul curled up in a fairly complete and beautiful skull, when he watched the other bones that he thought belonged to him being wantonly divided and snatched by a few toddler weak skeletons, and when he didn't have the slightest ability to stop what happened in front of him, Han Feng finally realized that it was really not easy to become a good skeleton.

Of course, who let him consume the soul energy he had accumulated in order to occupy this skull. Today's Han Feng can only lie quietly on the ground, silently absorbing a large amount of gray mist and accumulating soul energy.

But this damn chaotic world isn't something you can calm down if you want to. In particular, when a group of skeletons that are unsteady in walking snatching your bones above your head, there is no possibility of peace at this time.

The pale green soul fire in Han Feng's eyes jumped violently a few times, but thinking of his current situation, Han Feng's beating soul fire quickly calmed down again, and he could only endure it, but he ......

When a withered and fragile skeletal foot stepped on Han Feng's head without paying attention, I couldn't bear ......; When the other skeletal foot inadvertently kicked Han Feng's skull head a few times, I couldn't bear ...... anymore; When the third trembling skeletal foot stepped on Han Feng's head again, and was almost about to step into Han Feng's eye hole...... No way! I can't take it anymore!

Han Feng finally got angry, and he decided to go berserk. Of course, now he has nothing but a skull, even if he is furious, he can only control the skull mouth that can barely control zhì wide, and bite the heel of the skeletal foot that stepped on his head.

This bite was very hard, and Han Feng believed that if even two front teeth could still be left in his skeleton's mouth now, then the bones of the back heel of the skeleton foot that he was bitten by himself would definitely be shattered. Unfortunately, the toothless skull mouth could only clamp the heel of the damn skull foot with its upper and lower jaws.

Even so, it's a tricky trick. The skeleton that was hit by Han Feng didn't see Han Feng bite stumbled a few steps, his body was unstable, and he smashed to the ground with a bang, and the bones on his body were scattered all over the ground. The poor skeleton's head smashed on the ground, jumped, rolled a few times, and rolled right next to Han Feng's skull head.

Han Feng looked at this skull head who dared to step on his head, but was met with the bad luck of falling apart, and smiled very proudly, he wanted to open his mouth and bare his teeth to demonstrate, but then he thought that he didn't have a single tooth in his mouth. Han Feng could only give up this boring plan.

However, with a "bang", Han Feng only felt that the back of his head was kicked, and then the sky spun around, and Han Feng's skull head and body involuntarily rolled out quickly. The only bad thing about this complete and beautiful skull head is that it's too round. A rolling round skull head is not easy to stop.

Han Feng was very sad and angry, because before his rolling head stopped to see which bastard dared to kick him, he kicked again, oh, this time he was not kicked, but he was stomped on the back of the skull's head, not only stomping on Han Feng's rolling skull head, but also stepping on Han Feng's face into the bone dust pile on the ground.

Han Feng, who was inexplicably sad and indignant, had to consume the trace of soul energy he had just accumulated and extended his soul induction. As a result, Han Feng was surprised to find that there were now more and more skeletons fighting above his head, several, dozen, and now dozens...... It seems that the skeletons that were a little farther away were attracted to it again.

Han Feng can already imagine that a new ** melee is about to start again.

Under the careful induction of Han Feng's soul, he actually found that although these skeletons fought violently with each other, causing a lot of skeleton bones to fly apart and skulls to roll around, there were also some skeletons whose movements seemed to be more and more flexible, and the skeleton on their bodies seemed to have a sense of solidity. Could it be that this is a way for the skeletons here to grow out of this struggle?

However, looking at the chaotic and violent brawl arena in front of him, Han Feng was very suspicious that even if a strong skeleton entered it, it would be difficult for him to escape with his whole body. No, there was a skeleton over there with flexible movements and good strength, and just now it knocked down several weak skeletons one after another with its claws and feet, but a skull head that flew over from somewhere smashed its head.

There was a crisp "bang", and the two heads collided, and the head of this obviously stronger skeleton shook on the shoulder skeleton, almost falling directly off its own skeleton. But before the strong skeleton that had been hit by the flying disaster could stabilize his body and head, there was a snap, and two skeletons hit it one after another behind the strong skeleton.

The unsteady sturdy skeleton staggered forward two steps, and then snapped again, and one of the skeletons that was crowded around again finally knocked the strong skeleton to the ground. Then, the crowded skeletons around flooded the place, and countless skeleton feet stepped on the body of the strong skeleton who was trying to struggle to get up on the ground. It never had a chance to get up again.

Han Feng wanted to close his eyes when he saw it, the fate of this strong skeleton who was still majestic before was really miserable.

According to Han Feng's estimate, this will have to wait until an unknown number of days later, forming hundreds of skeleton groups to fight and grab each other. Until, as before, a few skeletons are spawned at the end, killing all the remaining skeletons, and dividing up the last of the loot.

This may be a way for the skeletons in this skeleton-infested world to survive and thrive. Growing up in this very cruel and fierce battle? Han Feng thought about this.

Snap, snap, two feet in succession stepped on Han Feng's skull head half-buried in the pile of bone dust. Well, step on it, step on it, and get used to it. Han Feng could only comfort himself like this, because now most of his skeletal head had been stepped into the pile of bone dust on the ground, and he couldn't move at all.

On the ground, more and more skeletons crowded the place, scattering and throwing bones one after another, all kinds of complete and incomplete skeletons scratching each other, tearing down all kinds of bones on their bodies, or being knocked down and trampled to pieces...... It's a crazy and brutal world of skeletons!

Han Feng's skull head, which had been completely buried by dust and scattered bones, no longer moved, and Han Feng had already withdrawn all his soul inductions, and began to concentrate on absorbing the gray mist and recovering his soul energy.

Fortunately for Han Feng, the skull head, which had been occupied by his own soul, no longer seemed to be able to arouse the interest of other skeletons, so Han Feng could finally practice safely and calmly.

Four days later, calm finally returned to the ground, where two large-scale skeleton brawls had broken out in quick succession. Except for the various scattered bones scattered all over the ground and a few soul bodies whirling above the bones, the ground seemed very peaceful and serene.

Of course, the dim or bright soul light in the eyes of some scattered skeleton heads on the ground from time to time is enough to show that there are quite a few skeletons lying here. As time passed, a few skull heads began to roll slowly, and these skull heads were rolling with a definite purpose, and they were rolling towards some relatively intact bones on the ground.

When the skull heads roll next to a bone that they are satisfied with, the skull head will stop, and as the soul light in the eye hole flickers, gradually, the selected bone will slowly glue under the skull head, and then, the skull head will continue to roll, looking for the next more satisfactory bone.

It's a very slow process, and it seems that it will take quite some time for these skull heads to find their skeletons.

With a soft crunching sound, a small pile of bones began to bulge from the middle, and then the bones slipped in all directions, and a stream of dust flew up from the small pile of bones. A round, complete skeletal head emerges from the pile of bones.

Han Feng struggled to control his skull head, pushed open the scattered bones that were pressed on the top of his head, opened his mouth to spray out all the bone dust that filled his mouth, and then finally rolled outside. At this time, Han Feng felt a little disgraced. But he didn't care about this, but was very happy.

After a few days of hard work, Han Feng's soul energy has been replenished a lot, and his soul cultivation has also made good progress. According to his estimates, now that his soul has been able to reach the late stage of the Qi cultivation period in the Immortal Cultivation Realm, it is estimated that it is not far from the next great realm, the foundation building period.

Han Feng is very much looking forward to this, as long as he can reach the foundation building period, then his strength will grow by leaps and bounds, and he will have a stronger ability to protect himself.

Han Feng was fed up with the feeling of being bullied arbitrarily as a weakling, whether it was the cultivation ascension more than two thousand years ago or the current process of recultivation, this feeling of powerlessness was the worst.

The beating pale green soul fire in the eye cave made Han Feng's skeletal head that suddenly appeared look so different, and the direction of the rolling of the skeletal heads around them obviously deviated from this side, and even the soul body that was fluttering back and forth in mid-air was very curious about this, and began to hover around the sky above Han Feng's skull head.

Han Feng ignored this, he released his soul sense, and began to scan the surrounding scene.

White bone dust lay silently everywhere, and the shape of various scattered bones in small piles spread all over the ground, and the occasional rolling skull head made the place not too dead and silent. The spirits whistling in the sky seemed to recount the terrible battles that had taken place here.

After confirming that the surroundings were still safe, it was estimated that the few strong skeletons that had finally carved up the complete skeleton had left, and Han Feng finally put his mind at ease. Although he believed that he would not be afraid of the threat of a few strong skeletons, he was still only a skull, and he obviously did not have much to fight.

If he still used his soul to cast small spells against the enemy, Han Feng had already discovered that since he occupied this skull head, the soul energy consumed by using the soul cast spells had doubled. This is not good news, according to the soul energy that Han Feng has accumulated now, this doubling consumption cannot support him to use a few small tricks.

After careful consideration, Han Feng believes that, on the one hand, this is the difference in the way the subject exists. There is naturally a clear difference between the skeleton casting spell and the soul body casting spell, the skull barrier is only one aspect, on the other hand, Han Feng finds that after he now controls this skull head, the operation of his soul energy has been closely linked to this skull head.

That is to say, when the current Han Feng casts the spell, it is not only the soul in the skull head that operates, but also the skull head itself that also operates in the spell, that is to say, the consumption of soul energy is not only the consumption of the soul, but also the consumption of the skull head.

Of course, this is a very negative side, but there is also a good side, that is, now Han Feng has found that with the skull head as a place for the soul to live, the speed of absorbing the gray mist to replenish soul energy has obviously accelerated a lot, and the soul energy he can store will be even more. At the very least, if he could replenish his soul energy, Han Feng deliberately had to be at least twice as much as the state of his soul body.

(See Appendix 1 for details of the differences in the survival styles of skeletons and souls.) ）