Chapter 371: Please Take Me to the Battlefield

At this time, the young man named Lu Xuemin, who first communicated with Xiao Bai, calmed down, and said with some frustration: "I'm sorry, it's me who is too weak and too humble to help the human race, and I just lost my respect." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

Seeing that he was about to drill back into the soul locking ring, Xiao Bai suddenly spoke: "If you can finally help fight against the demons, but you want to be wiped out in this world forever, are you willing?"

Lu Xuemin was just stunned and asked, "How?"

Xiao Bai said: "I will refine you with refining fire, let your battle spirit be stored in my body, and melt into a war spirit, I will definitely take this war spirit to the battlefield in the future, which means that you will also participate in the war!"

"I'm willing!" Lu Xuemin blurted out without any hesitation, his expression already excited.

His eyes seemed to light up with sparkling sparks: "Please refine me! If my meager battle intent is useful, please refine me and take it to the battlefield with me!"

As soon as the young man finished speaking, Xiao Bai heard more sounds, which were the sounds of the soul locking rings on the ordinary spirit cards that were covered with dust around him.

"I want it too, please go to the battlefield with my fighting spirit!"

"Please refine me and take me to the battlefield!"

"Please take me to the battlefield!"

"Please take me to the battlefield!"

All the remaining battle intent of the Heroic Spirits fused with the battle spirit and accompanied Xiao Bai to the battlefield in the future, which was equivalent to them being able to go to the battlefield themselves!

There were more and more sounds, louder and louder, like thunder, all the sounds gathered together, and the strong battle intent was like a fire, as if the air was about to burn.

One spirit crystal can activate 10,000 soul rings.

Xiao Bai didn't expect this to be the result, he took out ten spirit crystals, and released all the thoughts of the 100,000 early martial artists.

All of them were the heroic souls of the immature Akagi, and in the empty hall, they were as vigorous as the rising sun, and they all had a pious look like a believer on their faces, their eyes were as bright as flames, and their mouths all made a unified and hot voice: "Please take me to the battlefield!"

Xiao Bai's heart was surging, and he couldn't help but burst into tears, he also felt the unwillingness in the hearts of these heroic souls who died young, and the misery and resentment that no one cared about for thousands of years.

A cluster of blue flames lit up in front of Xiao Bai's eyes, and the flames continued to expand and spread, and finally turned into a bright blue lake, a burning lake of flames.

"Enter the lake! Burn your fighting spirit! Turn into a war spirit and accompany me, I will take you to the battlefield and fight side by side with you!" Xiao Bai raised his arms and shouted.

100,000 young heroic souls flew into the lake, and the glow of the lake suddenly rose, and all the heroic souls were wiped out, but the strong fighting spirit in their hearts remained.

Like ashes, like the white snow flying down, all passed through Xiao Bai's body and entered his snow-white spiritual world.

The 100,000 old soul rings were all shattered in an instant, and the 100,000 young heroic souls were permanently liberated at this moment.

Xiao Bai felt that a fire had ignited in his spiritual world, which was a collection of incomparably strong battle intent.

"That's not enough, master," Phantom Clothes said, "They are just a wisp of thought, and they have too little war intent to contribute, and if they want to condense their battle spirit, they have to absorb more war intent." ā€

As soon as Phantom Yi finished speaking, suddenly, the surrounding floor trembled, and a deafening rumble came from the second floor, and a silver flood surged down from the passage of the second floor.

Of course, it was not a real flood, but countless dense soul rings, those soul rings on the second floor, which carried the thoughts of the dead Xuanwu people of the Dead War Palace!

One million soul rings automatically rolled down from the second floor, filling almost every corner of the ground on the first floor, leaving Xiao Bai with no place to stay.

These old and dull silver rings also made an impassioned sound.

"Please refine us!"

"Please bring us into battle too!"

Xiao Bai stared blankly at the scene in front of him, these ordinary Xuanwu, the class with the largest number of war casualties, for thousands of years, how could they not have been neglected for a long time? Their hearts were still full of fierce fighting intent.

Xiao Bai directly threw out a hundred spirit crystals, which were directly exploded in the air by the spirit crystals infused with Tianyuan Jin, and the spiritual energy shot down like a rainstorm and fell on each soul lock ring.

A million Heroic Spirits floated out.

Most of these heroic spirits are young people in their twenties, they are more mature and powerful, and they know better what they are fighting for, a million heroic spirits, overlapping and overlapping, gathered in the sky above the main hall like clouds destroying mountains, and all the eyes of the heroic spirits were focused on Xiao Bai, looking at this young man who was the first to release them in thousands of years.

Everyone was full of emotion, and some even shed tears.

Xiao Bai raised his face, and the faint blue flame lake expanded to the maximum in front of him.

The blue light reflects the resolute and cold face of each heroic spirit.

"Please come in, burn it, I will one day, I will take each of you to fulfill your long-cherished wish!"

No one hesitated, and the overlapping images of the heroic spirits collapsed like a landslide and poured into the lake like a flood.

The waves of the lake are flames, it is constantly rolling and swallowing, and the endless and intense war spirit is like an endless river, all of which are integrated into Xiao Bai's spiritual world.

The fire in his spirit grew stronger and stronger, and finally underwent a qualitative change.

And this change happened to happen after the last trace of battle intent flowed into Xiao Bai's spiritual world, and the fire of battle intent that had already cracked and almost exploded suddenly shrunk, cooled, and turned into a cloud of cold ice.

It was not real ice, but a wisp of dark blue soul, which was somewhat similar to Xiao Bai's appearance, but his face was blurred, and the fire of dark blue battle intent was floating all over his body, extremely strong, but extremely cold.

Xiao Bai knows that the soldiers who fight on the battlefield can be infinitely furious and full of blood, but as a commander on the battlefield, he must be extremely calm and wise, otherwise any mistake in the details may cause his soldiers to lose their lives and even make the whole battle fail.

And this battle spirit, which can give him strong coordination and decision-making ability, seems to have an extremely calm mind.

Is this the Spirit of War!?

Xiao Bai had a peek into his spiritual world, he felt that the war spirit was an incomparably mysterious thing, it seemed to have its own thoughts, and it was not a real living thing, he felt that as long as he needed it, he could get the most correct guidance from the war spirit.

It's just that now, his battle spirit is just to comprehend the Four Elephant Divine Martial Arts.

"Rest in peace. Xiao Bai looked around at the soul locking rings that were all broken all over the ground, sighed lightly, and walked straight to the corridor. (To be continued.) )