It was a goshawk-sized butterfly, its head had a pair of hammer-shaped antennae, the tentacles emitted seven-colored light, and its eyeballs actually emitted a strange blood-red light.

Two pairs of wide wings, more than a meter wide and about a meter high. The two pairs of wings were covered with fine scales, and under the flat abdomen, there was actually a pair of walking feet, which were comparable to the walking feet of a goshawk's talons.

In the dark forest, the appearance of the colorful phantom butterfly made everyone's eyes shine and admire.

"It's so beautiful!"

"Yes!

......

"It's going to run away!" Wu Ming shouted, noticing the fluttering tentacles of the Colorful Phantom Butterfly, a sign before it flew off.

"Inkblot teacher, prepare to stop it. The master shouted.

"Okay!"

"Click!" the Colorful Phantom Butterfly broke free from its host's vines, which were the vines of the dragon's palm blood, and prepared to fly away.

Because it was able to see more light, the purple light from Mr. Inkblot and Dean Osterloh made it feel terrified.

This is the innate awe of low-level soul beasts for high-level soul beasts.

Unfortunately, it is not so simple to escape, its host is already trapped, and the only thing it can rely on is itself.

It wanted to fly away, but saw the inkblot teacher standing in the air.

So, it flew in the direction of the master, because it found that there was no purple light on the master.

It's a pity it miscalculated!

"Farts are like thunder, and the sky is shattering!"

I saw a round body suddenly bounce up, climbing to a height of five meters in an astonishing way, and the figure turned around in the air, directly crashing into the colorful phantom butterfly. It shouldn't be pouting at someone, just listening to a thunderous roar that explodes instantly.

Originally, Luo Sancang couldn't attack the Colorful Phantom Butterfly because the Phantom Butterfly flew down from the tree by itself, which was called panicking.

The violent air flow actually sprayed the colorful phantom butterfly directly, and rolled directly in the air for more than ten circles, making a "zizi" sound while flying.

"First Soul Skill: Leopard Kill!"

Yang Feng swooped directly into the air from the opposite tree, a golden leopard shadow appeared on her, and her hands were as sharp as leopard claws, directly grasping the wings of the colorful phantom butterfly.

There is no doubt that Yang Feng's choice is correct, flight mode, then cut off the flying tool for you, or it will be over.

It's a pity that it's not that simple, I saw the colorful phantom butterfly fanning on all four wings, and it was able to avoid Yang Feng's attack.

It's a pity that the colorful phantom butterfly forgot that it was only herself, and an axe shadow broke through the air, a crane roared overhead, and a wolf kiss also came towards it.

In the end, only one of its four wings remained, one was cut off by the dean's soul technique, one was cut off by the ink teacher, and one was cut off by Zhang Heng, and the colorful phantom butterfly with folded wings lost its balance and fell directly and weakly into the crowd.

But I saw a figure like electricity, a cold light appeared, and the last wing of the colorful phantom butterfly was also cut off.

"Bang!" a hard fist slammed into the butterflies' abdomen, mashing its internal organs into a pulp.

"Ziying, come here, this is for you!In the middle of its tentacles, stab in!" Wu Ming urged.

"I'm afraid! I can't do it!" Ziying said with a pale face.

She watched this beautiful creature being beaten like this by the teacher and Wu Ming, and in the end, she had to personally bear its life. She couldn't do it, she felt cruel for the first time to be a soul master......

"Hurry up! if it dies, it's a complete waste!" Wu Ming urged.

"Go for it, kid!"

"Ziying, go quickly, or you will lose all your efforts......"

"Ziying, go, there will be uncomfortable ......"

......

Crystal tears fell one by one, and with the encouragement of everyone, she still chose to take the king snake's fang, and finally with Wu Ming's help, she inserted the king snake's tooth......

After a while, a golden soul ring appeared on top of Ziying's head, and under the guidance of the master, she began to absorb the soul ring with all her might......

Because the flying dragon palm blood sensed that the breath of the colorful phantom butterfly was dissipating, it actually became languishing, and the vine that was still struggling to support it suddenly became weak, because it knew that it had completely lost the colorful phantom butterfly, and it had lost the possibility of evolution.

It turns out that the colorful phantom butterfly can promote the evolution of the dragon's palm blood, and the fate of their host is actually a combination of two benefits and two losses.

It took two hours for Ziying to completely absorb the power of the soul ring.

Her temperament has changed a lot, the black and thin little girl before has become slender, much taller, much whiter, and her facial features have become much better-looking.

"This soul beast can actually be beautiful, I want it too, I want it too!" Yuen Long shouted.

"There will be bread, and there will be soul rings. Wu Ming quipped.

"Hahahahaha!" everyone else laughed.

"Rest for half an hour, and then continue to go!" said the master.

After harvesting two hundred-year soul rings in a row, everyone was in a significantly better mood.

Ziying was a little unhappy, she was still immersed in the memory killing, she witnessed such a beautiful colorful phantom butterfly, just like that......

Wu Ming gently patted her shoulder and comforted: "If you think that the death of the Colorful Phantom Butterfly is not worth it, then you have to work hard to keep its beauty alive, or even more beautiful, okay?"

"Well, thank you, Captain!" Ziying's mood was much more cheerful, what Wu Ming said was very reasonable, the deceased has passed away, as the inheritor of its ability, if you don't want to live up to it, then you have to work hard to make its beauty bloom again.

At this moment, in the depths of the forest, Tang Hao was wondering: "Why didn't the master choose to equip Ziying with a plant-based soul ring, but a colorful phantom butterfly." He is really bold, it is not enough to experiment on Xiao San, he is a little addicted. Maybe he's right, it's a pity that his theory is too radical! Otherwise, he will probably become the hottest person in the mainland!"

He was just walking through the woods when suddenly a smile appeared on his face, his eyes looked ahead, and the target appeared again......

At this moment, Wu Ming and the others continued to walk into the depths of the forest.

Only Yuen Long and Zhang Yang have not found the soul ring, Zhang Yang's soul ring is relatively easy to choose, as long as the agile one is good, Yuen Long's one will make everyone annoyed.

Because food-based soul masters are rare, their soul rings are generally plant-based.

And the master's opinion is to configure the beast martial soul for him.

However, it was opposed by the dean and Zhang Heng and his wife. They believe that food-based soul masters, like auxiliary systems, are suitable for configuring plant-based soul beasts.

But in the end, the master replied with a word: "Otherwise, you will do a good job of this team leader!"

The dean and the others immediately shut up, because compared to theoretical knowledge, ten of them are not as good as one master, and one is a theoretical master who subverts the tradition, where can this be discussed.

The argument stopped, for from the depths of the forest there was a dense sound of footsteps, accompanied by a terrible roar......