After the horse thief killed the blood, the patriarch stood up, and the clansmen were ready to laugh, so that they were so frightened that they didn't know what to do, and even the sixty-year-old patriarch. Unexpectedly, a man who died in Sirut appeared out of thin air, and the next scene was shrouded in a gloomy wind, how could it be called a creepy ......

At this moment, in the tribe, whether it is the old and young, women and children, or the able-bodied men, they have already hugged each other, and in their eyes, there is no luck in escaping, but they are inexplicably panicked, and they look at Duan Chen in their eyes one by one, and those who are trembling abound, as if Duan Chen is from a hell demon, and the next moment it will devour them.

Within a radius of 100 zhang, the crazy yin wind had receded, and it seemed to be calm as usual, but from Duan Chen, a more gloomy and cold aura rippled.

Poof, poof, poof!

It wasn't until the burly men fell down one after another without warning that everyone woke up like a nightmare......

At this time, looking around, Duan Chen's expression was a little helpless, and he hurriedly restrained his breath, and the next moment, he saw the sixty-year-old man walking towards Xilut.

"In Nizhny Longi Dodor, I have seen Lord Sirut. ”

At the same time, the old man clenched his fists and immediately looked at him, although his eyes were not hostile, but they were not friendly. Maybe it was the presence of Sirut, and the old man was very calm.

"I said you old guy took the wrong medicine, or show off your ability!"

At the same time, I saw Xue Ling looking at the bloodstains on the grass, and her whole expression was slightly angry but it made people laugh and cry.

The blood stains on the grass, since the previous man's blood mist fell, and such a meat residue could not be found, it is conceivable that the man's soul has been completely destroyed. Xue Ling's reprimand was based on Duan Chen's factors.

on this. Duan Chen is happy in his heart. Even if there is no Xue Ling's reprimand. He also wanted to blame Sirut. However, in this way, he did not have this thought.

But the sixty-year-old man was not, and looked at Xue Ling with wide eyes: "Where did the yellow-haired girl come from, she dared to be so rude to Lord Xilut." "I can't help but have the taste of sycophancy.

"Snow ......"

A word of snow came out, and I saw that the snow spirit flashed a crisp sound, and at the same time as the old man's figure was thrown away, a mouthful of blood sprayed out.

Faced with such a scene. There was an exclamation in all directions, but no one stood up, maybe this scene came really abruptly. The old man's martial arts strength six-star spirit battle is so powerful in the hearts of the clansmen. However, in the face of the weak girl Fifteen Sixty-One, she is so vulnerable.

Boom!

When the old man fell to the ground, Duan Chen breathed a sigh of relief, Xue Ling's shot was just a lesson.

"You girl......"

glared at Xue Ling, but Sirut didn't say anything, and instead saw him looking towards him. Smiled helplessly, Sirut also shook his head. The next moment. Silut walked towards the old man, turned over his hand pill to heal his wounds, and said some polite words.

When everything completely stopped, the three of them did not leave, Xirut and the patriarch didn't know what to talk about, the soul memories of more than 100 people, Duan Chen had to digest them slowly, and as for Xue Ling, he was guarding Duan Chen's side in a boring daze.

Inside the yurt, Duan Chen sat there cross-legged, his entire brow tightly locked, looking a little confused and depressed.

The soul memory of more than 100 people, about the heart of the wood, is actually roughly the same without any substantial gain, it seems to be at the behest of someone, and it is more like some kind of transaction......

"Dark Forest!"

Slowly opening his eyes, these four words may be an unexpected gain for him, but he has no way of understanding this dark forest, only knowing its existence in this boundless prairie.

Through those soul memories, the fierce spirit beasts of this dark forest seem to be rare, and the trees are vigorous and dense with foliage blocking the penetration of sunlight, which is why the word darkness is born.

"It's strange, how can a mere Xuan King Weapon be so tempted by these people. ”

In the memory understanding, the so-called transaction is here, and compared to the existence of the heart of the wood, the so-called Earth Xuan King Weapon is insignificant. Of course, he understood that these people were not denominational, but they were disciplined.

"Could it be that the dual cultivation of martial souls is conducive to the improvement of the realm of strength!"

These more than 100 people have different martial arts cultivation systems, but their soul path cultivation is common, and they seem to come from the same exercise. However, the soul path cultivation of these people was all after the martial arts strength was promoted to the spirit war.

Martial arts and spiritual dao cannot be cultivated together, this is basically an iron law, but the soul path is not, there are not too many constraints, as long as the soul power is strong enough, whether it is martial arts or spiritual dao, it can be cultivated.

It's just that, as far as he is concerned, the Soul Devouring Technique doesn't seem to be assisting his martial arts realm, and some of it is just the strength of his soul power. Of course, he didn't realize it.

The strength of the soul power, the role that can be played under the martial arts war king is not so obvious, but after being promoted to the war king, the subtle connection between the body and the blade, the strength of the soul power plays a vital role.

Of course, at the level where the martial arts spirit war is promoted to the king of war, in addition to the blade, the strength of the soul power cannot be ignored. As for his promotion to the king of war, it is far from being able to be judged by common sense.

Through soul memory, that's basically all he can know. What made him a little depressed was that these people were reckless in searching for Wood Heart, and all they had was that Wood Heart existed in a certain tribe.

However, what made him even more helpless and even annoyed was that these people were all at the mercy of Sirut to kill the man in seconds, and there was no way to know who was behind the dark forest. In this way, the seizure of these soul memories seems to have no substantive meaning at all.

As soon as he thought of this, he became more and more angry: "Damn Sirut!"

"Hmm...... Why, you want to slaughter that old guy!" Xue Ling was stunned, and suddenly heard his words attacking Sirut, and suddenly came to his senses.

"Ahem......" The next moment the cough outside the yurt sounded, Sirut had already walked in.

Hearing the prestige, Duan Chen's heart felt cold unconsciously. If it weren't for the sound of coughing, he wouldn't have been able to detect the presence of Sirut's breath. If this Sirut is an enemy, I am afraid he will be defenseless.

"Hehe, do you kid also want to kill the old man!"

He walked calmly and peacefully, and although he said so, Sirut didn't care.

"That's exactly what I mean!" Seeing that Xirut was so fine, Duan Chen's heart became more and more angry.

Unexpectedly, before his words of ridicule fell, Xue Ling actually disappeared with a phantom light. The next moment, pain flashed in his body, and Xue Ling actually forcibly fused with him without his permission.

Under the conditioned reflex, instinctively resist and fuse, unexpectedly, the contact of the two energies not only seems to be overturning the river and the sea in the body, but even the mind and soul are a stinging pain. (To be continued......)