Xiao Wu said dissatisfiedly: "Fatty, what is your ghost name!" ”

"No, look there, it's all glowing!"

Ma Hongjun anxiously pointed in a certain direction, and as the purple mist dissipated, except for the dozens of pink girls scattered nearby, a large halo appeared behind!

Hazy and visible - it is made up of white, yellow and purple!

The master's eyes narrowed, and he gently spit out two words in his mouth: "Soul ring? ”

At the right time, the wind came.

The purple mist completely dispersed.

The place was no longer hazy, but the slaughterfield-like scene still overshadowed everyone in the field.

On the ground, corpses were everywhere, fragmented, layered, and pink blood stained the earth with a bewitching makeup.

In the air, white, yellow, purple, and three-color soul rings are densely suspended.

There are no less than fifteen purple soul rings alone, and there are no less than seven hundred yellow soul rings, and white ones are even more difficult to count!

"How could it be ......" Dai Mubai looked at the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood in a daze.

"Dean, did you make a move?" Ma Hongjun retracted his gaze with difficulty and looked at Flender, who was squinting.

"Dean, they didn't make ......a move," Ning Rongrong muttered.

Zhu Zhuqing's gaze fell on the blade that had recovered from meditation after a moment, and his heart was not only shocked, but also powerless: "He is so strong......

"No wonder there are fewer and fewer pink girls rushing up in the battle just now, they are all here."

The rabbit spirit hugged Tang San's hand tightly.

……

Feeling that many eyes were converging on him, the blade withdrew from his cultivation state.

got up, and his eyes indifferently scanned the circle of people and the surroundings.

Ma Hongjun subconsciously took a step back.

The faces of Flender and the others became solemn.

Killing, will corrode a person's mind, this kid will not be ......

"If you don't shout six-six-six at this time, when will you wait?" Blade's words without a trace of emotion made everyone stunned.

Did he say something strange in a strange tone?

Zao Wou-Ki was ready to arrest this kid and tie him back to cultivate his temperament.

Unexpectedly, he came to such a sentence.

Liu Erlong couldn't help but burst out laughing: "You kid ......"

Blade smiled too, "You must have been taken aback by these corpses, right?" ”

"Of course! Brother Dao, there are at least a thousand corpses here, right?! Ma Hongjun said fearfully.

Blade shook his head: "Speaking of which, you still have to blame Hongjun and Xiao San for making it like this." ”

"Me and the fat man?" Tang San looked confused.

What did he do?

"Brother Dao, how can I have this ability?" Ma Hongjun argued.

"It's your fault, because you've been there for too long, which has caused more and more of these pink girls." Blade looked at the two of them with resentment.

Everyone: That's not the problem, is it? It's the key that you kill so many by yourself, okay?!

"But, blame me, I'm too strong." Blade looked up forty-five degrees and sighed softly.

"Cut, megalomaniac." Ning Rongrong obviously lacked confidence when he said this.

"Okay, if there is anything to talk about later, you all recover first." Flender waved his hand.

Blade smiled, "Yes." ”

As he spoke, he sat down again and entered a state of cultivation.

The rest of the people looked at each other, still in disbelief that the mountain of pink girls was killed by this grinning guy.

Although he has shown great combat ability, it is still hard to imagine that this guy can still be so calm and calm after such a large-scale killing.

"Little San, this guy Blade ......"

"Meditate and recover." Tang San shook his head and said.

Liu Erlong whispered beside Flender: "Boss Flender, is this kid really unaffected?" ”

Flender shook his head, his eyes full of heaviness: "No, his breath has not changed at all, his eyes are clear, calm as a pool of stagnant water, not at all like a person who has just experienced mass killing." ”

"Either way, it's always good." Liu Erlong nodded.

But his face was still a little worried.

Zao Wou-Ki grinned: "Okay, okay, don't think too much, what can happen to this kid?" ”

……

When Oscar finished absorbing his fourth soul ring, it was already an hour later, and he was not as easy to absorb as Ma Hongjun.

Everyone had a lot to ask about Blade, but they didn't know how to speak.

Blade sat on a tree and took a nap, saying that he closed his eyes and rested his mind.

Just as Oscar stood up with a smug smile and was ready for the big day, he was startled by the voice behind him.

"Is the Fourth Soul Technique delicious?"

It turned out to be a blade that fell from a tree and stood silently behind him.

Oscar was frightened enough, and after screaming, he saw that it was the blade and stopped.

"Hey, Blade, are you trying to scare me to death?" Oscar grumbled as he looked at Blade.

"These little things don't matter, is your fourth soul skill delicious?" Blade waved his hand disappreciatively, with some anticipation in his eyes.

The corners of everyone's mouths twitched, and the image that Fang had just reshaped for him collapsed in an instant.

Is this talking about human beings?!

Oscar was annoyed: "Blade, shouldn't you be asking how effective it is?!" ”

"That's pretty much what I meant." Blade explained.

Oscar: I believe you're a ghost.

Ning Rongrong knew that this guy was talking serious nonsense again, but he seemed to be more real like this.

"Well, don't be scared when you say it." Oscar didn't want to argue with this guy.

"My fourth soul technique, that's no ordinary cow—" he smiled mysteriously.

But he suddenly found that a pair of hands like white jade fell on his shoulders and kneaded them gently.

The strength is not out, the technique is skillful, and it is very comfortable.

He couldn't help but squint.

"The person who sold the guanzi in front of me is now alive except for a little chubby, and it's you, you can watch it." Blade gently kneaded his shoulders and smiled.

Oscar's goosebumps are up, this guy really doesn't have a good heart!

A certain chubby hurriedly hid behind Tang San.

"Okay, really, isn't it just a sale?" Oscar hurriedly spoke after feeling the strength of Blade's hands getting heavier and heavier.

"It's a good feeling." Blade withdrew his hand.

"My Fourth Soul Skill ......"

When Oscar finished explaining the effects of his fourth soul technique, he nodded with satisfaction.

Eliminate negative situations, increase all stats by 10%, plus excitement, and most importantly, no negative effects!

"Lao Tzu has a pink sausage!"

"Wow! Oscar, your pink sausage is so small! ”

Ma Hongjun winked at Oscar, and the expression on his face was too weird for his uncle.

"Dead Fat ......"

Ignoring their squabbles, Blade casually took the thumb-sized sausage in Oscar's hand and threw it into his mouth.

Chew, taste.

Everyone in the field of watching is uncomfortable.

The energy that overflowed from the pink intestine inexplicably strengthened the body.

Blade opened his eyes and looked at Oscar and said, "The taste is average, but the effect is very good." ”

"Big brother, the taste doesn't matter!" Oscar groaned exaggeratedly, but he was happy in his heart, and it felt good to be recognized.

"Okay, since that's the case, then prepare to set off, and continue to be suitable for the soul beasts of Blade, Ning Rongrong, Tang San, and Zhu Zhuqing!" Zao Wou-Ki nodded to him when he saw Flender nodding to him.

"I'll go! What's going on! ”