"Fatty, sit tight!"

After the initial panic and discomfort, Chu Feng had slowly adapted to the bamboo raft floating on the water. He paddled the bamboo pole and controlled the bamboo raft to float towards the center of the lake.

There are quite a few people who have entered the Battle Spirit Lake, and those with more than 1,000 soul power are very dominant.

Because they can rent a boat, it is much safer and more dexterous than the bamboo rafts of Chu Feng and the others. Sailing on the lake is also faster.

If you want to row a bamboo row, you can only use a bamboo pole to row it. The boat, on the other hand, is equipped with a pair of oars and runs faster than a fish in the lake.

To grab the spirit of war, the ship has a much advantage over the bamboo row.

Chu Feng wandered around the lake with a bamboo row, except for people and people, he didn't see the shadow of the battle spirit.

At this moment, there was a shout of excitement from the front.

"Grab it, don't let it run!"

"Over there, over there......"

I saw a white stick fighting spirit, coming out of the lake, fleeing in all directions. Immediately, a number of ships rowed over quickly.

The speed of the bamboo row is much slower, and it can only lag behind.

Wild war spirits are very spiritual, and they naturally won't be caught. Constantly running around, evading capture.

Unfortunately, there were too many people who caught it, and it didn't take long for it to be caught by a strong man sitting on a bamboo raft.

"Haha, it's mine, it's mine!"

"Lao Tzu finally has a fighting spirit!"

This strong man is very familiar, it is none other than the strong man who had a conflict with the Wang family before.

He was overjoyed to have succeeded in snatching the battle spirit.

"It's a pity, we're too far away, and we don't have a chance to grab it!" Chu Dapang looked depressed, looking at the strong man who had grabbed the battle spirit, and was very envious.

If you have a war soul, even if it is the lowest white war soul, you can be promoted to a soul master immediately.

"Big Fat, don't worry! The opportunity is right, I didn't catch it today, I'll accompany you another day!" Chu Feng comforted Chu Da Fat twice, he observed carefully, and found that in this area near the shore, there were many boats and bamboo rafts.

It's dense, and it's full of people.

And there are only one or two war spirits, there are more monks and less porridge, and the probability of successfully grabbing them is very low.

"Let's go to the heart of the lake!"

According to Chu Feng's understanding, in the area at the edge of the lake, the probability of appearing battle spirits is the highest, but most of them are low-level war spirits.

The closer you get to the center of the lake, the more advanced the war spirit will be.

The Battle Spirit Lake is very wide, and if it is said to be a lake, in Chu Feng's opinion, it can already be called an inland sea.

They paddled their bamboo rafts and shot quickly towards the center of the lake. After paddling for nearly an hour, there was finally no one left.

This place is already in the depths of the Battle Spirit Lake, and a misty mist rises on the surface of the lake.

As far as the line of sight can reach, it is within 100 meters.

Chu Feng and Chu Da Pang rowed bamboo rows, like lonely ghosts, wandering on the surface of the lake. Catching the spirit of war is purely a matter of luck.

If you do, you have to be fast enough.

The two wandered around the lake for most of the night, but still found nothing.

Chu Feng finally understood why everyone was willing to squeeze on the edge of the lake. In the marginal area, there are finally one or two war spirits appearing. In the depths of the lake, not a single ghost was seen.

Just as Chu Feng and Chu Da Pang were full of disappointment and preparing to return, an opportunity appeared.

I saw that the surface of the lake not far ahead suddenly lit up with yellow light.

"Battle...... The soul is still yellow......"

Chu Feng and Chu Da Fat were both in good spirits, and immediately adjusted their direction and rowed there desperately.

The levels of the War Spirit are divided into six levels, which are arranged according to their color. White, yellow, red, crimson, gold, purple, among the six colors of war spirits, purple is the top war spirit.

White is the most garbage.

Although the yellow one is only one level higher than the white war spirit, it is already a good war spirit.

For many people, the white spirit of war is not available.

"Fatty, be ruthless for a while, but don't hesitate. Chu Feng was also very excited, and finally helped his good brother find a good battle spirit.

Just as they were approaching the surface of the lake where the Yellow War Spirit was about to come out, a huge ship approached. There were twenty or thirty people paddling at the same time, and it had a huge sail on it.

There is a king character written on it.

This is the main city of Haoshi, the big ship of the Wang family. It is likely that he patrolled the lake area controlled by the Wang family to prevent some private boats from entering the lake.

On the bow of the big ship, a young man stood proudly.

Although it is only a soul body, it has a good demeanor and looks at the world, and there are many masters standing behind him. It is like the stars and the moon, which is extraordinarily noble and extraordinary.

"Gongzi An, there seems to be a bamboo row in front of you!" one of his subordinates said to the young man.

This son-in-law, who is famous and arrogant, is likely to be the Tianjiao of the Wang family, the son of Wang An.

I heard that this person is an all-round soul martial artist, and at a young age, he has already been admitted to the Shenwu Academy. As for soul path cultivation, it will be even stronger, because the Wang family has money in the soul realm. Smashing it with a soul stone can also smash his cultivation on it.

Wang An swept his eyes coldly at Chu Feng and Chu Da Fat, completely looking down at the two.

"Get out of the way!"

Wang An said coldly, very domineering.

Chu Feng and Chu Da Fat could capture the battle spirit that was about to come out of the lake, and they were reluctant to give up. And the big ship of the Wang family can completely avoid them.

"Don't get out, bump into me!"

Wang An's face was full of contempt and ridicule, he was high, Chu Feng and Chu Da Fat were like two ants in his eyes.

The Wang family is a hegemon in the soul world, and in this area, there is no one who dares to argue with the Wang family.

Seeing the big boat mercilessly colliding over, Chu Feng didn't have time to scold his mother, so he hurriedly rowed the bamboo pole desperately with Chu Da Pang and fled to the side.

The big ship almost crashed into their bamboo rafts. If you fall into the Battle Spirit Lake, there is only one way to die.

If you die once, not only will your soul power be damaged, but you will also be weak for a long time. The taste of pain is no worse than real death.

The huge waves rolled and almost overturned their bamboo rafts, making the two of them embarrassed.

"Hmph, next time I have a longer memory, in front of my son, you are just the two most humble ants, understand?"

Wang Anfei was domineering, looking at Chu Feng and the two of them with a sneer.

The big ship quickly sailed forward, and in the blink of an eye, it disappeared from sight. After all, in the depths of this Battle Spirit Lake, the fog is rising, and the visual range is only about 100 meters.

"I'm going to him!"

"The son of the Wang family is amazing! This Wang family is really fucking domineering, and he doesn't even treat others as people!"

Chu Da Fat has a good temper, and he can't help but scold at this moment.

"What are you doing with his uncle? Isn't it good to grass his mother, and his sister?" Chu Feng was also angry, and the Wang family was too arrogant. provoked him to get angry, and directly used the low-level thunder talisman to kill Wang An Gongzi in seconds.

"Let's see if the war spirit is still there?"