The cool breeze was blowing, and the pale green fluorescence under the starry night was falling, and they couldn't bear to spoil the tranquility and beauty of this place, so they just watched in silence and quietly.

In order to be able to capture the candle quantum, they lurked near the dry well for seven or eight days in a row, enjoying such a peaceful and beautiful night scene for seven or eight consecutive days.

But the progress was not satisfactory, since the first day of the startled candle quantum, they had not seen the white light in the dry well flicker, let alone the so-called white soul.

Gradually, they lost their patience until the middle of the night of the ninth day.

As always, they lurked in the grass near the dry well, but they lost their interest, they should sleep, they should be in a daze.

Tie Luo chewed a grass root at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes stared blankly at the location of the dry well.

Quietly, a white light flashed in the dry well, Tie Luo seemed to notice a hint of movement, stretched out his neck to take a look, but the dry well was still as usual, he was extremely disappointed, and lay down lazily.

Subsequently, the frequency of the flickering of white mangs in the dry well gradually increased, and the intensity increased significantly.

"Candle Quantum, out of the well. ”

Tie Luo noticed it, was very excited, and hurriedly shouted softly.

Xia Suxing, Xing Xin, Qin Zhengbing and Er Niu, they were still confused, and when they saw the hundred mangs shining in the dry well, they immediately eased their nerves, lifted their spirits, and their eyes were all focused in the direction of the dry well.

Xing Xin reminded in a low voice: "Now Candle Quantum is still in the illusion stage, be timid, let's wait first." ”

White as snow, white as the moon fluorescent particles gradually floated out of the dry well, like a light white veil, gently dancing along the warm breeze.

Candle quanta, which are similar in size to night insects, emit particularly bright fluorescence.

Among the white candle quanta, there is also a small amount of dark green candle quanta, commonly known as "green candle quantum".

They are the leaders of the candle quantum, about three or four times the size of the ordinary candle quantum, and the so-called green candle amount is the green eyes of the white soul in the mouth of the old people in the village.

It is said that a pair of green candles can control tens of thousands of candle quanta, and they occupy an irreplaceable position in the candle quantum community.

The candles that floated out of the dry well gathered together in an orderly manner, turning into the form of a white soul, and the two green candles acted as the "eyes" of the white soul.

"One, two, three, four、.. .. .. Seven. ”

There are a total of seven white souls transformed by Candle Quantum, and if they are captured one by one, the Candle Quantum Silk they produce should be able to be made into Candle Quantum Cloak.

"Once the candle quantum forms the white soul, they will have the strength to fight, and when they encounter an enemy, they will only prefer to fight to the death. The corners of Xingxin's mouth rose and commanded, "Up!"

"Spirit, demonization. ”

"Star spirit, demonization. ”

"Blood sacrifice, now!"

"The fiery unicorn. ”

"Water Spirit Deer!"

The second girl's son is a water spirit deer, and the sixth product is a dream.

The appearance of the water spirit deer resembles a sika deer, but its body color is aqua blue, the body skin is printed with crystal snowflakes, the eyes are blue, faintly melancholy, the double horns are crystal clear, and there are two white rays at the tip shining slightly.

"Candle Quantum is a miniature social elf beast of the first grade, and the white souls that are transformed into should be around the fifth grade, but their strength is weak or weak, depending on the realm of the green candle volume. ”

As soon as Xingxin's voice fell, he held the Night God Dark Wing, and took the lead in rushing towards a nearby white soul.

The white soul's evil eyes swept away, and the void blade resisted through the air, Xingxin couldn't rush and took a few steps back.

"This should only be the most powerful, mid-bloodline. ”

Xing Xin first tested the strength of the white soul in front of her, and it was conservatively estimated that it was in the middle of the blood level, and it was night at this time, which just happened to cooperate with her dark demonization.

"White Soul, the Night God is here!"

She vigorously swung the Night God Dark Scythe, and once again attacked the White Soul, with the Night God Dark Wing, Xingxin attacked and defended freely, and only the cultivation of the Heavenly Rank One Heavy Realm was comparable to the White Soul in the middle of the Blood Rank.

Xia Suxing, Tie Luo, Qin Zhengbing and Er Niu calmly joined the battlefield together.

The cultivation of the other six white souls was probably at the peak of the Heavenly Rank, and it was not a difficult task for the four of them.

The grade of the white soul is only around the fifth grade, and the actual combat ability is insufficient, so it does not pose a threat.

"Apocalypse Technique, Gu Han!"

Through the refining of the Broken Ice Grass, Qin Zhengbing's Apocalypse Technique had an extremely strong control ability.

Normally, in team battles, he needs to be the first to unleash his long-cherished skills to give his teammates an advantage.

He glanced at the six white souls on the opposite side, and the snow-white mist floated from the ground, and his hands fell together, controlling the white mist to float.

As the air around him grew cooler, his hands were slowly covered in a shallow layer of frost.

His left and right palms gradually closed, and he reluctantly interlocked his ten fingers into one.

He shouted, "Solid!"

The white mist filled the vicinity of the six white souls, and it seemed that it was just a moment, and the white mist quickly tightened, solidifying the six white souls in it, like one bottle after another of statues.

"Apocalypse Technique, Blood Blade. ”

Seeing this opportunity, Xia Suxing immediately stood in the air, burning his blood wings and spreading violently, decomposing at a speed that could be seen by the naked eye, turning into endless bloodstone blades.

"Out!"

With a loud shout from him, the blood blade was like ten thousand arrows, continuously smashing six frozen white souls.

The frozen white soul is like a frost statue, with sharp and smooth surfaces, reflecting the bright rays of the bloody blade, like a meteorite falling from the sky, and the "sonorous" sound of fierce collision is particularly crisp.

"Apocalypse Technique, Deer Spirit Mark Chong!"

Erniu's water spirit deer is the sixth pinzi, her realm has reached the heaven-level double realm, and her talent is top-notch among ordinary people.

She doesn't seem to be an ordinary slave, and she's still a mystery about her background.

Qin Zhengbing saw it in his eyes, but he didn't delve into it, how could the slave sold in the Twin Cities be a long-cherished master with a six-grade master, with good talent, and his cultivation was to crush most of his peers.

What's even more surprising is that Erniu did not deliberately conceal her identity as a teacher.

With her call, the water spirit deer differentiated into six illusory forms, and the illusory forms were clearer than the original form of the water spirit deer, and it seemed to be the spirit body of the water spirit deer.

Their eyes were sharp, and as soon as they stepped on their hind hooves, they turned into six aqua-blue beams of light and rushed into the white soul.

"Boom-"

With a violent sound, the intact Water Spirit Deer slowly walked out of the dust, and when the dust settled, only the frozen stumps and severed arms of the white soul were left.

"You can! Before I could make a move, the battle was over. Tie Luo held his hands on his belly, dissatisfied and dissatisfied.

The Blood Sacrifice was idle and landed on Tie Luo's shoulders, swinging his legs gracefully.

.. .. ..

On the other side, the mid-blood-level white soul that Xing Xin dealt with was particularly difficult.

"Apocalypse Technique, Moon Scythe!"

Xingxin raised the dark wings of the night god and rushed straight towards the sky, hovering in a moderate position, holding the slender sickle handle of the dark wings of the night god, and raised it upward, covering most of the moon.

"I don't believe it, and I can't help a mere five-grade beast. ”

"Fall!"

As soon as the words fell, the white shadow of the giant scythe slashed down and slammed into the white soul, and the white soul was not afraid of danger, staring at the white shadow of the scythe blade that smashed it.

At the moment when the white shadow of the scythe blade reached the white soul's eyes, I saw a stream of green breath gushing out from its eyes, forcibly blocking Xingxin's Apocalypse Technique.

The two were in a stalemate for a while, and the white soul's eyes flashed green, and the green breath emitted was suddenly powerful, completely defeating the white shadow of the sickle, turning into a faint cloud of smoke, and disappearing with the wind.

"What! how is that possible?"

Xing Xin is a little underestimated, her moon scythe's destructive power is quite strong, and the white soul can break her moon scythe, which means that the white soul's attack power is above her.

The white soul's dark pupils locked onto Xingxin, and it jumped lightly, revealing a slender white mangsword blade in its right sleeve, and its entire body fluttered, and it quickly swooped away.

It was so fast that Xingxin didn't have time to react.

The blade of the White Soul sword was pointed directly at her chest, and in an emergency, she gripped the handle of the sickle and held it across her chest.

However, her strength was obviously a few points weaker than that of the White Soul, and under the violent impact, she staggered back a few steps, if it weren't for the Night God Dark Wing to maintain the balance of her body, I am afraid that she would have fallen straight from mid-air.

"Damn!"

Xing Xin clenched her teeth, the white soul was obviously the weaker existence among the five-grade long-cherished beasts, but she was helpless.

The realm of this white soul in front of him has reached the middle blood level, but in fact, its strength is far weaker than that of the middle blood level beast under the same level.

The white soul did not give up, and the whole body retreated a few meters back, charging up and rushing again.

At this moment, Bai Mang's sword blade was obviously much more scorching.

"Apocalypse, Moon Scythe. ”

In desperation, she had to repeat her first trick.

In the moonlight, the edge of the scythe was fully revealed, and she held high the dark wings of the night god, facing the white soul and falling down.

The white soul had no intention of flinching, the blade was raised high, the body was leaned back, and a dazzling white light flashed through the sky, charging against the falling scythe ghost.

"Boom-"

A loud bang came out with the impact, and sparks flew in all directions, and there was no doubt that the white soul had the upper hand.

The white shadow of the scythe blade was like paper paste, and it was broken by the beam of white mangs layer by layer, and the white mangs were sharp at all, and they quickly attacked Xingxin.

When Bai Mang approached Xing Xin, Xia Suxing stood in front of her, and pressed the bundle of Bai Mang tightly with both hands, preventing it from passing half a point.

Xia Suxing opened his mouth and said, "Xingxin, leave the rest to me." ”

"Be careful, its overall strength is much stronger than that of other white souls. Xing Xin reminded.

"Don't worry, if it's really too late, isn't there still a dragon's soul breath?"

The dragon soul breath after the formation shows completely explosive damage, which is not at all comparable to ordinary long-term skills and secret techniques.

No matter how strong the white soul in front of him was, it was not worth mentioning at all compared to the dragon soul breath in the formed state.

It's just that in recent days, he has lacked the sublimation of the dragon's soul breath in the morning, and it is estimated that the dragon's soul breath has not been completely formed, and the damage may not be enough.

It is definitely going to be up, there is no doubt about it.

The fingertips of Xia Suxing's left and right fingers flowed blood, dyeing his nails bloody, he clasped Bai Mang tightly, and his hands tore with all his might, and the strong force finally split Bai Mang in two.

The white soul hovered in the air, on the same level as Xia Suxing, glaring angrily.

"No offense, please Haihan, we're just trying to get the candle quantum silk. ”

Xia Suxing politely apologized, even though the white soul in front of him did not have the ability to communicate verbally.

The White Soul ignored it, the hostility of the crusade evident in its dark green pupils.

I saw that its hands shook hard, and its entire body became swaying, and it seemed that many ghosts were gathered behind it, and it looked blurry.

Suddenly, in the blurred vision, the eight white soul phantoms behind it flashed out, and a wave of energy surged towards Xia Suxing.

In the state of blood demonization, Xia Suxing's reaction was extremely keen, and he quickly got out and retreated, followed by one side, one leaning back, one backward, and none of the eight surging white soul phantoms hit.

Just as he was about to fight back, a chill suddenly ran from behind him, and it seemed that several pairs of grim eyes were staring at him.

Unsurprisingly, before he could react, several blades slashed across his back, causing him to grit his teeth in pain.

The four white soul phantoms controlled his limbs and torso, and the four white soul phantoms attacked him before and after, with a clear division of labor, and they were clean and merciless.

Xia Suxing received a few stabs, and the burning blood wings slapped heavily, and he struggled out of the control of the Eight White Soul Phantoms.

Thanks to the incinerating of the Bloodwing Protector, the wounds he received were not fatal.