Chapter 1671: Strong and Weak Souls

This soul, unexpectedly, was really discovered by me.

In the state of the soul, my vision is very unique, and I can feel the souls of all the people in the detention center.

The human soul appears in the form of a soul flame, and the strength of the flame can determine the strength of the soul.

Under my gaze, I found that most of the souls in this detention center are relatively weak, just the level of ordinary people.

But there are exceptions.

I found that there are three directions, and there are three souls of people, and they look different from ordinary people.

The first man, in the room next to me, simply passed through their iron door and appeared in front of the man.

It was an ordinary-looking man, sleeping in a bed that didn't look very core, and he even had a new scar on his nose, which should have been beaten.

But it was such a person, whose soul aura was three times that of ordinary people, and the moment my soul entered the room and approached him, I noticed that his fingers moved.

At the same time, his eyelids also moved.

I'm very alert.

I concluded: this man is a master.

Because only a master, when I get close, can perceive that my soul is threatened.

The threat of the soul, like murderous energy, is something that is indescribable, but real, and can be perceived by those with a keen spiritual sense.

This person is obviously a master, but he is disguised as an ordinary person, so he must have a plan.

As soon as I could, I thought of him with the Sun family: he was probably the one the Sun family arranged here to deal with me.

I thought to myself, remembering his appearance, and at the same time retreated, using my soul to communicate with the magic armor: "Arrange three mechanical spiders and keep an eye on this person for me." ”

"Yes. ”

After instructing the mechanical spider, I went back outside to check on the other two people.

The second person, in the direction of the police station, should be a police officer, if my guess is correct, I am afraid that he is a master of the detention center.

Come to think of it, this detention center is full of fish and snakes, there are all kinds of people, and if the police don't have a master, it will be impossible.

This person's soul breath looks like it is the same level as the person's breath just now, and the difference is not very big, it must be at the same level.

I set my sights on the third person.

It was a soul that existed in a trumpet in the deepest part of the passage.

Hey?

I noticed that there seemed to be no movement in that room all day, and there was no one coming in or out, eating or working.

Slowly moving forward, I found that as I got closer, the breath of that soul became stronger and stronger.

By the time I came to that door, I already felt that soul was nearly ten times stronger than ordinary people!

That's a bit awesome!

This shows that this person can withstand ten times more mental pressure than ordinary people!

What to say about this concept, for example, if you put aside the physical strength factor, ordinary people may not sleep for three or four days in a row, and the spirit will reach a limit, and if you continue to stay up, you will die suddenly.

Of course, this is the state of the brain that is always in motion.

And the mental pressure is ten times that of ordinary people, that is, as long as the physical strength can hold up, he can even work without sleep for a month!

That's a scary number.

I'm a little curious: what kind of existence is closed in this number?

But as soon as I got closer, that incomparably powerful soul suddenly weakened again, and became incomparably weaker, only four or five times that of an ordinary person.

It's as if a huge balloon is about to burst, and all of a sudden, it is deflated.

This is......

I stopped, and didn't enter the iron gate.

An instinct in the dark made me stop in front of him.

Standing at the door, looking through the iron bed, I saw a big fat man with a bare head lying on an iron bed, sleeping soundly.

Strangely, this room was different from the others - there weren't many double beds, just one of those two meters wide.

And the fat man in front of him is too huge, even this two-meter double iron bed is only enough for him to sleep.

One room per person?

The fat man in front of him is obviously a very special prisoner.

Could it be that he is a felon?

I looked at it and found that after a while, his soul aura became stronger again, but it didn't take long for it to weaken again, and between strength and weakness, they kept changing each other.

Odd.

When this person's soul is strong, even if it is compared to the first hall master of the Seven Killing Palaces that I have come into contact with before, it is far superior, but when it is weak, it is not even comparable to an ordinary person.

I think about it, but I don't know what kind of situation this is.

Forget it, don't provoke this person yet.

To me, he shouldn't be a threat.

Although his soul power is extremely strong, and when it is strong, it is enough to threaten my safety, but his shortcomings are also very obvious.

As long as his soul power is weakened, I can defeat him without much effort.

When I got back to my room, I stopped practicing the Netherworld, closed my eyes, and went to sleep.

At my level, there is no need to go through the process of "quantitative change causing qualitative change", penance has no effect, and the best way is to "realize".

As long as the secret in the "Nine Shadows and Ten Heavenly Binding God Curse" can be completely unlocked, this Netherworld Secret Technique will naturally be able to advance by leaps and bounds, and improve stage by stage.

And there was a little concern, so I didn't dare to devote myself to cultivating the Styx Ancestor's magical powers.

After all, the Styx Ancestor and the Eastern Princes are good friends, and no matter how powerful this Netherworld Secret Technique is, I don't think it will be able to deal with the Eastern Prince, and may even be caught by him.

By now, I can almost determine that the common enemy of me and Hua Xiaosao is our "ontology" - the prince of the East.

Therefore, I have some concerns about some things that have something to do with the prince of the East.

At this moment, people are swords, I am fish and meat, and I alone cannot deal with the head of the male immortals in the world, the top of the three Qings, and one of the two saints.

So I have to be very careful every step of the way.

......

The next morning, everyone got up, and after the bell rang, they went to eat.

I was about to go to dinner when I saw Officer Zhang come over and nodded to me: "Jiang Si, someone is visiting the prison." ”

Visits?

I immediately thought of Tang Xiaojuan and Jingjing.

In this city, I guess they are the only ones who can watch me.

It's just that I guess that I suspect that Tang Xiaojuan is a dream thief, and I always have some doubts and suspicions in my heart.

When I went out, I was stunned, it was actually a person I didn't expect.

(End of chapter)