The owl was lying on its side on the ground, and its wings had a large hole in it, and it was shocking to be able to see the flesh and bones in it.

When Zhang Xusheng approached, the owl's huge pupils pressed against Zhang Xusheng, and his head rotated with Zhang Xusheng.

"Wow! Phew! Above his head, it was pitch black, but a crow with a pinch of red hair on the top of his head was howling fiercely, threatening Zhang Xusheng.

Apparently, the dying owl was injured by this crow.

Taking advantage of the fact that he didn't wake up, Zhang Xusheng closed his eyes and sensed the "Spirit of Luck" that blessed him, and got an acceptable answer to the danger of the crow.

Zhang Xusheng then squatted down and flipped the owl's wings.

"Coo, coo," the owl whispered, breathlessly.

Only a pair of golden pupils were always wide open, staring at Zhang Xusheng intently.

Zhang Xusheng's scalp was numb when he saw this look.

But the more his scalp tingled, the more he felt that this owl had a resemblance to the green snake that had been sent to death before.

Taking out the wine jug on his waist and taking a sip of wine, Zhang Xusheng "asked" about the "spirit of luck" that blessed him

Will this owl be able to give me the soul ring I need?

Then he got an affirmative answer.

Suddenly, before Zhang Xusheng's face could show joy, he suffered a heavy blow on his forehead, as if his fingers had snapped his head hard.

Zhang Xusheng was knocked to the ground on his back, but was not hurt.

He sprang to his feet, his face suspicious.

"Wow! Phew! Overhead, the black crow let out a terrible cry, as if mocking Zhang Xusheng's embarrassment.

Zhang Xusheng looked around, his heart beating fast.

He had no idea where the attack was coming from.

To be sure, it wasn't the crow that attacked him, and it couldn't have been the dying, immobile owl.

So, who is it exactly?

A suffocating sense of horror enveloped Zhang Xusheng's soul, and he turned his body stiffly, his ears pricked up, but he couldn't feel any abnormal movement.

The rumors are right, the territory of the demon beast is full of unpredictable and unknowable dangers.

Zhang Xusheng controlled his fear and summoned the scorching white crane in the "Inscription Lamp".

The scorching white crane flew gracefully into the sky, its wings spread, and a bone-white flame pounced on the black crow.

The black crow dodged lightly, hovering in the air, chirping incessantly and defiantly.

The scorching white crane ignored the black crow's provocation and landed, foreplay talons on the owl's body.

Immediately afterward, the scorching white crane turned into pure flames and enveloped the owl.

The owl did not scream, did not struggle, but the sparkle in its eyes gradually disappeared, as if it had fallen into a peaceful sleep.

A pale yellow hundred-year-old soul ring decorated with intricate patterns appeared in front of Zhang Xusheng's eyes.

The soul ring trembled slightly, as if resisting, but quickly calmed down.

The scorching white crane where the flames converged reappeared, standing on Zhang Xusheng's shoulders, packing up his wings, as if waiting for Zuo Teng to make a decision.

Zhang Xusheng scratched his head and thought for a few seconds, deciding to absorb this soul ring.

It is mentioned in "Douluo Continent" that a tenth-level soul master can only inhale soul rings with a maximum age of less than 423 years.

Zhang Xusheng didn't know the specific age of the hundred-year soul ring in front of him, but he trusted his instincts after drinking.

I don't know why, but after drinking, he always has a feeling that everything is under control.

And the facts often confirm his thoughts.

Maybe it's because his "Spirit of Luck" is special?

Listening to Elder Deng, we should not listen to the tips of the "Spirit of Luck", let alone form dependence.

Because the hints of the "Spirit of Luck" are often deviated, but they are accurate in the general direction.

Sometimes, even the sensing in the general direction can be disturbed and errors occur.

But Zhang Xusheng just felt that his "Spirit of Luck" prompt must be very correct.

Maybe all the hints that feel "correct" are wrong......

Zhang Xusheng has no way to confirm it, he can only listen to his inner intuition.

The mind moved slightly, and the "Inscription Lamp" martial soul was summoned and landed in the middle of the yellow hundred-year soul ring.

Suddenly, Zhang Xusheng felt that his soul was torn apart.

However, the force of that tear was insignificant.

It's like an adult being grabbed by a skinny child.

With a flick of the soul, it shakes off the unknown that tears itself apart.

At this moment, the yellow soul ring was successfully absorbed by the "Inscription Lamp", floating up and down around the Inscription Lamp.

A mysterious feeling came into Zhang Xusheng's mind at the same time.

"First Soul Skill, Light Blessing!

Consumes soul power (divine soul power) to increase all attributes (strength, speed, source energy, etc.) of the blessed object by 10% without side effects. ”

Zhang Xusheng scratched his head in confusion.

"So I'm an auxiliary Soul Master? With such a strong auxiliary effect, the 'Inscription Lamp' should be regarded as a top-notch martial spirit?

But I've never heard of such a thing as a martial soul before...... Yuanshi was able to possess a martial soul and perform soul skills!

How mysterious is Master and Yue Shuzhai? ”

There were a few other points that made him wonder

First of all, the lifespan of the owl that died just now obviously did not reach a hundred years old, why was it able to produce a hundred-year soul ring?

What is the key to producing a soul ring and what determines the strength of a soul ring?

He could feel that the crows hovering above his head were only at the level of the early stage of the Condensation Source Realm.

The owl was defeated in the hands of the crow, indicating that the Condensation Source Realm may not have been reached.

Can an owl in the Gathering Source Realm produce a hundred-year soul ring?

Compared to the fact that an ordinary beast green snake can produce a ten-year soul ring, this matter is barely reasonable.

But the fact that an ordinary beast can produce a ten-year soul ring is already outrageous!

It is justified on the basis of outrageousness, and it is equally outrageous......

Zhang Xusheng's head was a little dizzy.

He looked up at the flying crow, and was about to use the strength of the wine to sense the "Spirit of Luck", when suddenly there was a realization in his heart.

"If you bother me with such trivial things, your luck will be gone!"

Zhang Xusheng was startled and scratched his nose a little weakly.

What he wanted to ask was if he wanted to kill this rampant crow? After all, I'm ......

didn't get an answer from the "Spirit of Luck", Zhang Xusheng could only make a decision based on his own mood.

Dry!

A dog crow also dared to provoke Lao Tzu, obviously only had the strength of the early stage of the Condensation Source Realm, and dared to fly without leaving......

Lao Tzu wants to kill it and hunt for the soul ring!

But the crow flew in the sky, and Zhang Xusheng couldn't do much with it, so he could only release the ghost spirit cat and the scorching white crane, and then perform the "Bright Blessing" soul skill, allowing the two summoned creatures to attack the crow.

"Whoa!" In the face of the attack of the two summoned creatures, the red feathers on the crow's head fluttered and howled fiercely, and the concussive sound waves made the wings of the scorching white crane tremble like waves.

It was difficult for the scorching white crane and the ghost cat to continue to approach, and Zhang Xusheng was also dizzy from the sound wave attack, so he could only cover his ears.

The two "Heart Flames" he released were slowly approaching the crows.

Just as the "Heart Flame Treacherous Fire" was about to attach itself to the crow's body, the crow suddenly discovered something, screamed in panic, and flew away with its wings in a panic.

When Zhang Xusheng was puzzled, there was an early warning in his heart

"Run!"

Zhang Xusheng didn't want to think about it, he cast the "Ling Feng Step", and then cast the "Bright Blessing" to himself, and fled forward frantically.

Behind him, Qianliu, who had been chasing Zhang Xusheng for a long time and had recovered from his injuries, galloped with a flying sword!

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