34. Danger is approaching (new book for collection and recommendation votes!) )

What is the concept of 100 cubic meters?

Equivalent to the size of a room!

Originally, the master also thought that the Twenty-Four Bridges Bright Moon Night Belt that Tang San had just named was very good, with twenty-four cubic meters of storage space, and even boasted of Haikou, calling it a top-notch soul guide, which was unique in the world in terms of storage space.

Now, looking at the Youhai Na Ring in Yang Ming's hand, he knew what it meant to have people outside the human body and mountains outside the mountain, and the master felt a hot pain on his face, which was not very embarrassing.

If you don't know the goods, you're afraid of shopping around!

Compared with the 100 cubic meters of the Youhai Na ring, the storage space of the bright moonlit night of the 24th Bridge is not very eye-catching.

Even, in order to take care of the master's face, Yang Ming did not say anything about the soul binding function unique to the high-level Na ring, otherwise, I am afraid that the master will not be able to raise his head in front of Yang Ming, a junior, after hearing this.

He can't afford to lose this man!

Inside the carriage, a sudden silence descended, and the excitement just now was gone.

The master kept his mouth shut and did not inquire in detail about the Youhai Na Ring, because this was already a secret that belonged to Yang Ming himself.

It's just that every time he glanced at this beautiful ring out of the corner of his eye, the master was like the previous Martial Soul Palace's Great Soul Master, and he subconsciously used his brain and began to think wildly:

"Holy Soul Village...... Soul Saint ...... Xiaosan's father Tang Hao...... Yang Ming is a superb soul guide in his hand...... Hiss...... Could it be that there are some shocking secrets in the Holy Soul Village? ”

The master was almost stunned by his brain hole, and his eyes changed when he looked at Yang Ming, no longer looking at the eyes of juniors, but like looking at a child of a certain family.

Yang Ming naturally didn't know what the master was thinking, and after binding the Youhai Na Ring to the soul brand, he put it on the thumb of his right hand, not to mention, it was quite appropriate.

Looking at the Youhai Na ring on his thumb, Yang Ming's eyes were a little more different.

"When will I be as good as the King of the Undead, Anzurgon, with ten fingers full of rings?"

Nothing to say all the way.

The journey of 400 miles is not long, but it is not short, trapped in the backwardness of the current means of transportation, Yang Ming and his party set off from the morning until noon the next day, and finally arrived at the destination.

Soul Hunting Forest.

If there is no demand, there is no buying and selling, and because there is a large demand for soul beasts, a bazaar has already been set up outside the forest.

The cobblestone and gravel paved improvised roads are lined with pedestrians dressed in all sorts of costumes, and the businesses on both sides of the road are deformed and thriving, with hotels, restaurants, nightingale shops, medical halls, weapons shops, armor shops, and all kinds of shops providing a variety of services.

Someone once joked that outside the Soul Hunting Forest, you can easily find the strongest wine and the hottest woman.

"There is a warrant, form a team to hunt a hundred-year-old soul beast, and the five-person team is missing one, so come and assist."

"Take the newcomers to form a team, get on the bus quickly, ten gold coins per person, no bargaining!"

"Acquire the distribution map of soul beasts, the price is negotiable."

All kinds of information converge here, forming a place for material exchange and information exchange.

Yang Ming walked on the street, listening to the shouts in his ears from time to time, and suddenly had an absurd illusion, did he enter some kind of domestic inferior online game?

At this time, should I yell out:

"Hello everyone, I'm a scumbag, a new version of the ship that has not been saved in the fourth mile, and I need to experience three bells, and I will be like me, and I love the elephant festival game. The legend of Jiewan, if it's a brother, he came to cut me. ”

Thinking of something interesting, Yang Ming couldn't help but hook the corners of his mouth.

Yang Ming followed behind the master, not noticing that there were two small tails hanging a hundred meters away from him.

The two tattooed men looked at the direction Yang Ming was going and exchanged in a low voice:

"I didn't expect that this kid was so young, he actually went to hunt soul beasts to obtain soul rings so quickly, it seems that his talent is not bad."

"It doesn't matter if he's talented or not, he's going to die anyway! Blame can only be blamed, he is the descendant of the traitors of the organization! ”

The two tattooed men walked without making the slightest sound of footsteps, as if they had no weight, light and fluttering.

The master took Yang Ming and Tang San all the way towards the depths of the bazaar, and at the same time explained to the two of them:

"Soul beasts are not as easy to hunt as you think, and some naturally powerful soul beasts, even if they have not cultivated for a long time, still have strong attack power."

"Therefore, when most people come here to hunt soul beasts, they will choose to form a group, and everyone will keep warm and make up for each other's shortcomings, so that not only the probability of hunting soul beasts is higher, but also a little more secure, because in the soul hunting forest, sometimes the most sinister thing is not the soul beast, but the human heart."

"Fortunately, what we are going to hunt this time is only a hundred-year-old soul beast, if I take care of it, as long as we don't provoke too strong soul beasts, there will basically be no problem."

The three of them walked through the buildings and walked out of the bazaar.

What catches your eye is a hundred-year-old tree, with a thick trunk as thick as at least six people hugging, the canopy of the tree reaching into the sky, and the dense and luxuriant branches and leaves are intertwined, obscuring the entire sky, and the sunlight can only pass through the gaps between the branches and leaves, and the light spots that are broken under the ground projection.

On the periphery of the forest, there is a huge steel fence, the height of the fence is more than ten meters, it looks extremely solid, and towards the side of the forest, a large number of spikes are exposed, preventing the soul beasts in the forest from rushing out.

Outside the fence, there is also a group of soldiers, with hundreds of people as a pair, dressed in fine iron armor, holding spears, the military appearance is neat, stepping on military steps, back and forth to patrol around, far away, it gives people a kind of solemn atmosphere, it is obvious, they are all elite soldiers, with very strong strength, not ornaments.

When Yang Ming and the three approached, a group of soldiers stepped forward in neat steps.

"Stop, show your warrants."

The master took the opportunity to turn around and explain to Yang Ming and Tang San:

"Not everyone can enter the Soul Hunting Forest captive by the state, only soul masters who have obtained a warrant issued by the Soul Hunting Hall are qualified to enter the Soul Hunting Forest to hunt soul beasts."

As he spoke, the master took out a warrant, black and swarthy I don't know what material it was, the pattern on it was made up of three kinds of graphics, in the center was a sharp sword with the tip downward, and on the left and right of the sword, there was a hammer and a monster.

This is the third-class warrant of the Martial Spirit Palace.

The soldier took the warrant and recognized it at a glance, his cold face showed a hint of respect, he returned the warrant to the master with both hands, and raised his hand, signaling the soldiers to get out of the way and let Yang Ming and the three of them in.

Shortly after Yang Ming and the three left, the tattoo duo followed.

What was surprising was that what they took out was also a third-class warrant from the Martial Spirit Palace.

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