The resentment in my heart is hard to dissipate.

is talking about Cheng Yu's current state, his anger is extremely suppressed, hatred fills his chest, and in the face of the enemy who wants to eat his flesh, he can't do it, but he has to do things against his own will and body instinct at the request of the enemy.

This resistance continued until they were far away from Wen Chuanting and Old Man Hong, and their figures were hidden in the dense jungle, out of their senses.

A suppressed roar came out of his mouth, and his palm slammed with anger against the thick trunk of the tree at his side.

The branches and leaves swayed, the leaves rattled, and a clear handprint was imprinted on the trunk.

A palm still can't understand the hatred, in the face of the innocent tree trunk, Cheng Yu attacked wildly, punched and kicked, burning his mind with anger, eager to hit the trunk with his head, and the devastated trunk was imagined by him as a question that he wanted to dismantle.

The root of everything is the hatred of life and death, the eyes that are despised, and the feeling of being ignored and ignored.

After a long time, after waking up from his anger, Cheng Yu clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, "One day, I will make your life worse than death!"

A low roar echoed for a long time, drowned out by the rustle of leaves in the breeze.

Wei Jingtang shook his ears, his puzzled eyes swept around, he vaguely heard some sounds, listened attentively, no sound came, shook his head, and smiled to himself, "I have experienced too much today, I almost made myself nervous, and the wind can be heard as someone roaring." ”

With a longing in his heart, Wei Jingtang didn't dare to delay, and his perception reached out with all his strength, looking for the demon beasts hidden in the jungle.

Guilt filled his heart, if it weren't for his greed and forcibly absorbing the information of the laws of heaven and earth, he would not have caused Senior Brother Hutuodao to fall unconscious, thinking of the scene at that time, his bulging eyes and scarlet eyes struggled hard, knocking out everyone who was lost in the sea of law information one by one.

"If it weren't for the senior brother, I would have been like those villagers, lost in the lost, turned into a handful of ashes and dissipated in the heavens and the earth, in vain I called myself a hero, in the face of the senior brother who sacrificed himself to save others, but I shouldn't have been resentful at that time!"

Shaking his head, his figure scurried through the jungle, looking for all the monsters he could see.

Not to mention that Wei Jingtang felt sorry for himself there, and the others were also in the same mood, with guilt, with hope, and at the same time with a kind of eagerness, for fear that he would be a wanderer and miss the best opportunity to treat Senior Brother Hutuodao.

The crowd hurried back and hurried away, one after another carrying their hands on their shoulders or dragging their prey back in tandem.

One after another, the demon beasts were either unconscious or stiff, and only the big eyes were left to spin back and forth with fear. Soon, he asked the demon beasts that were spread all over the place.

Not daring to delay, the six soul flags shook, a wisp of black gas burst out, and it circled around a demon beast, and the black gas flew back, leaving only a handful of powder in place.

Gently agitating, Wen Chuanting carefully controlled the Six Soul Banners, and the extracted flesh and blood essence was integrated into the Six Soul Banners, enhancing its own power, and the absorbed souls rotated in circles under the control of the formation, separating a trace of dark green energy in the rotation.

Wen Chuanting carefully controlled the six soul flags, isolating the wisps of dark green energy that were stripped from them, until the absorbed souls could no longer peel off a trace of them, and the dark green energy was put together, and there was only a trace of the thickness of a hair.

"Is it feasible?" transferred this dark green energy from the Six Soul Flags, held it on his index finger, and looked at Old Man Hong with a serious gaze.

The powerful perception rotated twice around this bound energy, and after checking it thoroughly inside and out, Old Man Hong raised his head, "No problem!"

Hearing this affirmation, Wen Chuanting let out a long breath, and his nervous mood relaxed slightly, but he didn't know that under the seemingly calm and stable expression of Old Man Hong, he was even more nervous than asking Chuanting.

Wen Chuan took a step forward, and the index finger that restrained the dark green soul power reached in front of the disciple of Hutuo Island, and the finger stopped above the pale face, "How to use it?"

Old man Hong, who was nervously watching the question, was frightened by this abrupt question, and he couldn't help but shudder, and his innocent eyes flashed out from his blinking eyes, "How to use it!"

Looking up at the sky, his gaze avoided asking for help, "Since the soul power has been successfully stripped out, the old man is no longer an eyesore here, I will help them go, catch a few more demon beasts, and treat this doll!"

Without waiting for Chuanting to answer, Old Man Hong had already left in a hurry.

"I ......"

His arm froze in mid-air, and he watched as the old man Hong turned into a black shadow and disappeared at the end of his sight.

"I haven't saved anyone, how do I know how to use this soul power. ”

With a broken thought in his heart, his arm frozen in mid-air was withdrawn, and he scratched his head twice, his eyes swirling on his index finger and pale face.

"Whether it succeeds or not, it depends on your creation!"

No one answered, no one helped, and there was no formed case for reference, Wen Chuanting struggled for a moment in his heart, and with a fierce blow, his index finger pressed the center of the pale face's eyebrows.

There is no need to transport, no need to guide, the trace of soul power smells fishy, and the moment Wen Chuanting touches the binding energy, it disappears from the center of his eyebrows and burrows into the sea of knowledge of the disciples of Hutuo Island.

"Is this all right?!" asked Chuanting's eyes widened.

I really don't believe it, there's no reason to believe that things are so simple. But it's as simple as that.

Sensing it thoroughly inside and out, after waiting for a long time, the crowd dragged the prey back twice, and asked Chuanting to be sure that the trace of soul power had really been absorbed, and it did not cause any adverse reactions.

Perhaps this strength is too weak for a severely wounded soul, and it does not serve to alleviate the injury, nor does it show any adverse symptoms. ”

Turning around, the six soul flags shook heroically, and the surging black qi emerged from it, overwhelming the sky, and in the process of flying, there were wisps of each other, spiritually looking for their respective goals.

I saw a demon beast lying horizontally on the ground, surrounded by black ribbons, turning twice, no matter how strong or thin, the flesh and blood monster disappeared in an instant, leaving only a handful of flying ashes, full of flesh and blood essence, and the fresh soul was instantly absorbed by the six soul flags.

This scene happened to be seen by Wei Jingtang, who was rushing over, and he was stunned for a moment, and gently threw the demon beast behind him at the feet of Wen Chuanting as if nothing happened.

With a deep glance, with a slight horror, he turned around cleanly and ran towards the jungle infested by demon beasts.

"A devil's hat is inevitable after all!" asked Chuanting to smile bitterly, and in the face of that meaningful deep look, Wen Chuanting smiled bitterly or bitterly.

Carefully control the Six Soul Banners, strip off a trace of soul power from the many souls absorbed, and do your best to erase all the marks in the soul power and restore it to the most original power.

Only in this way can it be used to save people with confidence, so as not to carry the soul power of the imprint, after accommodating, absorbing and repairing the soul, the residual imprint information jumps out to make a mess and interfere with the memory and emotions of the rescued person.

"Greedy, too anxious!"

Beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down his forehead and squeezed into his eyes along the corners of his eyes, and the stinging pain flowed down the bridge of his nose and cheeks into his mouth, salty. The beads of sweat rolling on the face, crawling over like ants, itching, very uncomfortable.

I can't wait for it now, there is a gust of wind blowing, blowing off the sweat on my forehead, and sending a coolness.

I couldn't be distracted, and all my energy was concentrated in the Six Soul Flags, controlling the formation with all my might, peeling off the souls that were absorbed layer by layer, and restoring them to the most primitive soul power.

Time flies very slowly, people come and go, go and come, I don't know how many waves come, how many waves go, when everything is over, all the souls absorbed in the six soul flags are stripped away, and Wen Chuanting is already covered in sweat, wet and flowing down the sleeves, in front of him, there is a full of demon beasts.

The mountains are all over the wilderness, and you can't see the edge at a glance. It gives people a strong visual impact, a belly, a hoof, and an ear.

"Okay, it's just to save people, I hope the high-level of the demon clan won't list me as a target for killing!"

With a wry smile, he pressed the soul power of two thumbs to the center of his eyebrows, which were as pale as snow.