"Of course you will, aren't you one of them?" Yew's middle-aged words made Mu Feng feel slightly embarrassed, and he only listened to him continue: "But in the Heroic Soul Battlefield, those immortal cultivators will only become our tools to stimulate our fighting spirit, although we will have soldiers scattered souls, but they will also fall here!"

"You also feel that in the battlefield of the Heroic Soul, you are shrouded in a mysterious power, this power has no effect on our battle spirit, but the impact on your immortal cultivators is fatal, that is, you can't fly!

Mu Feng nodded, but then retorted: "Ordinary immortal cultivators are sent to death, but if it is a monk in the Yuan Infant Stage or even the Transformation Stage, it must be different, right?"

Yew middle-aged smiled, pointed at the lion wave behind him, and said: "The strength of the lion wave is equivalent to the late stage of the Yuan Infant of your immortal cultivators, and those with similar strength to him, in the entire Heroic Soul Battlefield, there are still three people, as for the battle soul of the early and middle stage of the Yuan Infant, there are more than the number of hands, so the Yuan Infant Monk will also die when he comes in!"

"As for the god-transforming monks you mentioned, there are many god-transforming monks in this troubled land, but we are still staying in the Heroic Soul Battlefield, that is, we have the battle intent to fuse!"

Mu Feng smiled: "The fusion of battle intent is indeed terrifying, I don't deny this, but the Avatar Cultivator is an existence that can first grasp the power of heaven and earth, how can it be so simple!"

"You really don't hit the south wall and don't look back, the Avatar Monk can control the power of heaven and earth, which is also the fundamental reason why the Avatar Monk far exceeds the Yuanying Monk, but in the Heroic Soul Battlefield, it is impossible for anyone to control the power of heaven and earth, let alone the Avatar Period, even if it is a stronger Void Realm Monk, it can't be!"

Hearing this, Mu Feng was secretly shocked, this battlefield of heroic souls is really full of mysteries, no wonder these war souls can still survive here unharmed.

After pondering for a moment, Mu Feng continued: "I still don't quite understand what Dashuai means?"

After a series of conversations, there was never Mu Feng's imaginary Xingshi asking for guilt, and the middle-aged man in purple shirt instead explained to himself the reason for the existence of the Heroic Soul Battlefield, which made him very puzzled.

The middle-aged Yew man got up, and after brushing shoulders with Mu Feng, he walked out of the tent, and a voice came: "Where is the battle spirit you captured before?"

Hearing this, Mu Feng secretly tightened, and after a moment of silence, he still turned around and walked out of the tent, and in front of the middle-aged Yew tree, he summoned the hundred battle spirits, and all of a sudden, the road in front of the big tent seemed crowded.

The hundred battle spirits did not see the slightest scattering, and automatically lined up in five rows, with twenty people in each row, but to Mu Feng's surprise, when these hundred war spirits saw Yew middle-aged, they all knelt on the ground and roared.

Because their souls are weak, they can't speak clearly, Mu Feng doesn't know what their roar means, but it seems to understand something?

I only listened to the middle-aged Yew tree, and he also had a positive face, and said, "Get up!"

There was another neat roar, and a hundred battle spirits stood in unison, but no one looked at Mu Feng, only the purple figure in their eyes, only their boss, which made Mu Feng, as their master, embarrassed!

Although these hundred battle spirits have belonged to Mu Feng, their already incomplete memories still retain the position of Yew middle-aged, and in front of the current owner, they kneel down to the Yew middle-aged man without hesitation, which shows that the weight of Yew middle-aged people in their hearts is incomparable to Mu Feng.

Yew turned to Mu Feng and said with a smile: "You haven't erased their memories, you are much better than others, and I want to thank you for them!"

"Dashuai is polite, as I said before, although I can control their life and death now, I will not control their memories, let alone enslave them, because I don't want a tool that only knows how to kill, I want a group of brothers who can protect each other in life and death!"

"Hahaha......" Yew middle-aged suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, the laughter was full of happiness, joyful pleasure, unbridled pleasure, and the laughter lasted for a long time.

When the laughter stopped, the middle-aged Yew glanced at Mu Feng with relief in his eyes and said, "You put them away!

Hearing this, Mu Feng's heartstrings that had been tense were also loosened, and after the hundred battle souls were re-incorporated into the soul soldiers, and at the invitation of Yew middle-aged, the two returned to the big tent.

When night falls, the battlefield of the heroic soul shrouded in the fog, a dull aura of slaughter, but it cannot be covered by the fog, a large number of war spirits, faintly visible, at this moment, it shows the battlefield of the heroic soul, the hideous side.

But in this prohibitive place, a young man walked out of the fog slowly, glanced back, and after the golden armor figure in the mist, he flew away from here.

Mu Feng, who escaped safely from the battlefield of the heroic soul, couldn't help but show a smile and expectation when he remembered the conversation with the middle-aged Yew man.

"As their coach, I want to think about their future, you can get my approval, I have no objection to you taking them away, even I don't want to continue to stay here silently, but you are still too weak to let us all follow, so I am looking forward to your growth!"

Although the other party's words were straightforward, Mu Feng also consciously admitted that no matter how much they admired themselves, just like Yew said in middle age, he was not qualified to follow the other party.

They were all soldiers before their deaths, and they had their pride, especially this middle-aged man in purple shirt, as the commander of a million-strong division, his pride, even Mu Feng could not be compared, although he admired Mu Feng very much, but now Mu Feng, in his eyes, is not as good as a general under him, how can he be willing to follow.

That's why Mu Feng is looking forward to the opportunity for them to meet again, so that he can have that kind of qualifications and take them all under his command to conquer the world.

This time, Mu Feng entered the battlefield of heroic souls, and the biggest gain was not to take away a hundred battle souls, nor to get the recognition and promise of the other party, but to change himself.

Integrating the battle intent of a hundred war spirits at one time, the wisp of war intent that invaded the Yuan Shen was completely integrated into his Yuan Shen Danzhu, which made Mu Feng also have a war intent, and it was even stronger than the ordinary war spirit.

Because, Mu Feng himself has a lot of killing intent, when the battle intent is fused into the Yuan Shen, it is also fused with the killing intent, the cold killing intent and the bloody killing intent, two close but opposite ideas, just inexplicably combined into one, making the battle intent stronger and the killing intent more victorious.

Thinking of the fusion of battle spirit, Mu Feng couldn't help but smile bitterly again, after the middle-aged Yew man's puzzle, he also understood why he was so surprised by the battle spirit around him after fusing the battle intent of a hundred war spirits.

"The fusion of battle intent is divided into two ways, one is that there are war spirits with similar strength to fuse freely, the more people, the stronger the battle intent attack, but this number of people cannot be increased indefinitely, fifty war souls with comparable strength fuse war intent, this is already the greatest degree of fusion, no matter how much, the fused battle spirit will be out of their control, and even cause a backlash!"

"The second kind of battle intent fusion is that some war spirits of equal strength are fused into the battle spirit of a stronger war spirit, and then this war spirit is controlled and stimulated, this kind of fusion can stimulate the power of war spirit to the greatest extent, but there is also a certain danger in doing so!"

"Compared to the previous one, the number of the latter's fusion battle intent is no longer only fifty, it can be more, but it depends on the soul strength of that fused battle intent battle spirit, that is, the strength of your human primordial god, the stronger the primordial god, the more the fused battle intent will be, if it exceeds the ability of the primordial god, then the battle intent will destroy the primordial god!"

Hearing this, Mu Feng's face changed at that time, remembering the previous scene, he was still afraid for a while, fortunately his Yuan Shen endured it, otherwise, wouldn't he have been killed by himself.

The main reason for this is that Mu Feng's Yuan Shen at that time was in a serious state of weakness, and when the battle spirit entered the Yuan Shen, most of it was to repair the weakness of his Yuan Shen, and when the Yuan Shen returned to the best state, the remaining battle spirit was no longer enough to hurt his Yuan Shen.

But this point, Yew middle-aged man didn't know, so he was puzzled, it stands to reason that Mu Feng is only in the middle stage of Jindan, and it is impossible to fuse the battle intent of a hundred battle spirits, but Mu Feng really did it, which was completely unexpected by them, and finally blamed this incomprehension on Mu Feng's own secrets, but he didn't ask.

Of course, Mu Feng saw the other party's doubts, but he didn't mean to solve his doubts, the special nature of his own spirit was his biggest secret, how could he easily show others, even if the other party showed kindness to himself.

"Heroic Soul Battlefield, I Mu Feng will come back!" Mu Feng silently thought, his heart was firm, now I am not qualified, but I will eventually have this qualification.

The matter here is finally over, and he can also go to the depths of the troubled world, and before that, he still has to bring Han Ling and the three of them with him.

Mu Feng's figure, like a frightened rainbow, shot straight into Xiaoyang Village, and Mu Feng, who had been calm for more than three months, finally reappeared in the world.

The lake outside Xiaoyang Village is even more lonely in the dark night, and only the sound of insects adds a touch of joy to this loneliness.

It was in this silence as before, that a bright figure fell from the sky, like a meteor, but there was no sound, making people think that it was just an illusion.

"Huh, what about the brothers and sisters Han Li?" Mu Feng fell by the lake, but he didn't find a single figure, and he couldn't help but feel a little confused.

"Did you really go out and play?"

The divine sense dispersed, enveloping everything within a radius of several miles, but there was still no trace of Han Li and the others, and then, Mu Feng's face suddenly sank, because he found no trace of Qingqing, it stands to reason that if Han Li's brothers and sisters went out to play, it would be impossible to bring Qingqing with them, and it was already late at night.

The cold light flashed in Mu Feng's eyes, turned into a shock, and flew directly to Xiaoyang Village, he didn't know what was going on, the villagers of Xiaoyang Village must know.

"Whoever you are, I'll find you!"

This novel is from Reading Rim