Human beings are such strange creatures, whether ancient or modern, without the threat of foreign enemies, slashing and killing each other, framing abnormal masters. Regardless of whether you kill a thousand enemies and lose eight hundred, you can only do it for your own purpose, or for profit.

Killing on the battlefield is the most meaningless, of course, for the commander, killing is not an end, just a means, and victory is the ultimate goal. For creeps, killing is also not an end, it is a means of survival. In front of this giant beast that devours human life, if you don't kill, your own life is not guaranteed, as long as you kill the other party, your own life will be guaranteed for the time being.

Well, that's just the way it is!

The question is very briskly interspersed in the crowd, the knife is a spirit on the fingers, dancing lightly, every time the knife light flashes, it is a blood barbarian who falls to the ground. In nonsense, the Union soldiers were killed. Kill every enemy, and a warm current will come from the tip of the knife, seeping into the body and merging into the blood, and the bright red blood sprayed by the enemy will lose its luster before it hits the ground. The invisible essence is absorbed by the hot body hidden under the cortex. This is the secret of the Fourth City of the Fighting Secret Method, smelting blood essence and replenishing qi and blood. This is a bit biased towards demonic skills, in this primitive world, who can distinguish between demons and non-demons? Everything is for survival.

The battle continues, the killing is going on, the body is wrapped in heat and moves rapidly, with the absorption of essence, the cortex can no longer play the role of isolation, and the invisible qi waves pass through the cortex, steaming the surrounding bloody air, like a burning invisible flame.

Zhihai, constantly pouring into the souls of the dead in battle, regardless of the enemy or his own side, Siyu controls the Nine Turns Linglong Tower, and strains the endless soul phantom that Zhihai pours into, and the impurities are like falling Ying, floating into a thumb-sized sphere, which is the sphere of soul impurities condensed, and it is another exercise similar to magic power "Soul Eater" that is deduced and performed after Wen Chuanting supplemented and perfected the fourth layer of the gods in the dream, on the premise of this endless battlefield and endless soul resources.

Through soul devouring, Wen Chuanting has a pair of eyes that can see through the soul, in this endless battlefield, after killing battles, in the soil, under the shadows, crowded with souls who have died in battle over the years, they unconsciously drift and wander, whether it is for the anger of vain death, or the memory of life, or the attachment to comrades-in-arms and relatives, so that they do not want to disperse, and always wander on this battlefield until the soul drifts away, or the sun melts into ashes.

Endless resources are placed there, let the wind and rain blow it, and it is a waste of reluctance, just because the cultivation of the soul needs endless heritage, and therefore "Soul Eater" was born.

The soul dissipated all the impurities, and with a vague body, Siyu's small hands kept changing, guiding the soul with a vague form to separate a wisp of essence like a butterfly, and flew on the endless green underworld, blending into the soul hidden in the void. The true spirits that scattered their souls, leaving behind the true spirits that were uncertain, floated out of the Nine Turns Linglong Tower, and flew over the Sansheng Sea.

In that high and endless green underworld, an inverted hanging hollow quadrangular body composed of four cardinal points is quietly suspended, as if it has existed for millions of years. There are endless golden threads circling on it, which is exactly the existence of the inverted pyramid when asked about the existence of the inverted pyramid. Endless soul essence flew into the Qing Ming, and the final destination was here, the five base points were fixed, and the golden silk thread was used as the frame of the quadrangular body, and now, above the pointed body in the direction of the pyramid facing the Sansheng Sea, there was already a soul essence that accounted for about one-third of the entire pyramid.

Endless souls from the outside world are pouring into the sea of knowledge, and inside, the soul throws away the impurities, smelts the essence, and flies into the green darkness to dissolve into the pyramid. The pyramid shook suddenly, indeed the soul essence filled one-third, the wide Sansheng Sea below had no wind and waves, the waves rolled, a column of water rose, rushed into the green underworld, submerged into the pyramid, the rippling soul essence instantly solidified, the upper third of the pyramid spire was condensed, the golden silk thread spread, rendered, and the condensed part instantly completed the color transformation, showing a golden brilliance.

The invisible ripples spread outward from the pyramid, swept through the Qingming, the whole Qingming was shaking, sweeping through the Nine Turns Linglong Tower, the Nine Turns Linglong Pagoda was shaking, sweeping across the Sansheng Sea, the waves of the Sansheng Sea stopped, and the water column that slowly fell after the pyramid solidified seemed to break through the limitations of space, fell back into the Sansheng Sea, and blended into it. The invisible ripples swept by, and the true spirit that was bright and uncertain in the sky over the Sansheng Sea stopped drifting and was quietly suspended there, as if listening, as if enjoying the touch of the waves, the brightness of the uncertain light tended to stabilize, and a little bit of bright light bloomed, just like the stars in the sky.

After the ripples, many true spirits were stunned, and then flew up to the green underworld, through the sea of knowledge, into the vast wilderness world, in the void invisible to the human eye, many true spirits slowly rose, disappeared at the end of the field of vision. At the moment when many true spirits were stunned, Si Yu saw that those true spirits seemed to be grateful, thanking the master of this sea knowledge space, and thanking him for giving them the opportunity to integrate into heaven and earth again and enter reincarnation.

The changes in the sea space Sanshenghai, Wen Chuanting felt it, and the dancing figure had a slight pause, at this moment, it was a flaw, surrounded by him, and the ten people who fought with the ordinary cannon fodder battalion got rid of the opponent in an instant, the invisible qi wave rolled, the body jumped, the blood and wolf smoke rose, and Wen Chuanting felt it, the hot blood and blood, the feeling of burning the skin spread, and the pain was transmitted to his mind.

Ignoring the changes in Zhihai, his body was distorted, seriously violating the laws of body movement in the world, and his movements lacking a sense of disobedience pulled him out of the shadow of death, but he couldn't escape the fate of being hit hard.

The blood that was spilling all the way spurted out from his body that flew backwards, and even the secret method in the secret of the battle could not be controlled, the blood flowed out, the qi and blood fell, and the long-lost feeling of weakness invaded his mind. But the consciousness is extremely clear that if it goes on like this, even if it does not die in the hands of the other party is a powerful blood barbarian, it will die because of excessive bleeding.

Barely cheering up, his fingers crossed his waist, and a dark green knife appeared on his fingertips, a ghostly light flashed, and the knife made a perfect arc, passing through the throat of a blood barbarian, and shooting into the eyebrows of a person behind, they didn't expect that the body was severely injured, and the cannon fodder battalion soldier who was still spraying blood in the upside-down flight could easily kill them.

"Look for death!" The remaining eight powerful blood barbarians were furious in their hearts, surging qi and blood, and the soles of their feet bounced up the bodies of several people like springs, and rushed straight to the injured Wen Chuanting, who had fallen to the ground at this time, and the perfect ass was facing backwards in the flat sand and falling goose style. The cordial kiss between the body and the ground tore the wound, and the blood rushed out of the wound noisily like a soldier in the bombing battalion, the pain made the brain dizzy, but the consciousness was abnormally clear.

"Kill them!" a loud shout came from their own ranks. The thin body appeared in front of Wen Chuanting with a big bald head, and in the sound of weapon collision, the bald head fell on Wen Chuanting's side.

This obstacle, reflecting the world to others, surrounded eight people one after another, and it was tragic and abnormal for a while. He didn't pay attention to the cannon fodder battalion, let alone interact with the people in the cannon fodder battalion, the cannon fodder battalion is full of cannon fodder, and the two purposes of existence are the first is to eliminate the blood barbarians to the greatest extent, so as to reduce the consumption of the regular army, that is, the royal family and the tribal personnel of the major tribes;

He had no idea that in this moment of crisis, someone would jump out and use their lives to help him share the risk. In his cognition, the cannon fodder battalion is a group of people who accept their fate, people who have lost hope of survival, and people who have become numb.

Looking at the bald man who fell to the ground and still had the energy to smile at him, the corners of his blood-stained mouth turned up hideously, he was confused.