Occasionally, or aborigines, the soul can comfort the soul.

If anyone sees Huang Yu at this time, they will be surprised: people's tears can be so turbulent. The tears flowing from Huang Yu's eyes were connected, it was simply a small stream, gushing endlessly, and with the wild flow of tears, his body slowly stopped trembling.

Occasionally, the three-meter-tall giant wielded a long stick about the same height as him, so powerful that the four men could not get close and would die if they were not careful. Sometimes he grows taller and bigger, his body is not an inch, his skin is extremely rough, like sand and gravel, orange and yellow, and there is nothing under his crotch, and sometimes it is difficult to distinguish between male and female, but unfortunately, no one cares about this at this time.

"Damn, add variables, and you still have to be ruthless. Seeing this, the person holding the long banner said fiercely, and when he turned his head and saw Huang Yu's situation, his heart was shocked, and the long flag in his hand was horizontal, and the head of the long flag was as sharp as a sword, and he wanted to penetrate Huang Yu's heart.

"Where is the purity of the soul anger in your hat?" Huang Yu could only lean around at this time, avoiding the blow of the long flag's stab to the heart, but he was stabbed in the left shoulder, ignoring the pain at the moment of crisis, and asked disdainfully.

"Hmm...... How can a child's love be the purest and purified, how can it be impure!? Suffer death!" The man paused slightly, then roared, and stabbed forward hard, only to find that the long banner had pierced Huang Yu's shoulder bone, and he couldn't pierce it with all his strength, so he immediately changed his strength and wanted to pull out the long banner and attack again.

"Look at the tears in my eyes, these are the hatred, fear, helplessness and nostalgia of those children! Their anger is all directed at you!" Huang Yu also roared, struggling to grab the long banner and not let the other party pull it out.

"You fart, we people, love is already impure, how many kinds of anger are there? How closely are your love and lust connected? Your joy is just a celebration after gain! Where is your sadness?" The man twitched hard, and found that Huang Yu was not as strong as Huang Yu, so he raised his foot and kicked Huang Yu's lower abdomen, causing Huang Yu's body to fly up, and neither of them even put down the long banner in their hands.

"Love is always pure, it just makes the emotion impure, you confused, bastard!" Huang Yu shouted.

"I ......" The man was stunned by the scolding, and many pictures appeared in his mind, and the strength in his hands was much smaller.

"Whew!" There was a strong wind above the man's head, and a long stick smashed down on his head, and before the stick arrived, the strong wind brought up had already weighed down his legs, and it turned out that he had occasionally gotten rid of the encirclement of the four people and came to rescue Huang Yu.

The man was shocked when he saw this, and he didn't care about the long flags at the moment, and rolled on the spot, dodging the occasional attacks, quite embarrassed.

"Kill them for me!" the man shouted, but before he could stand firm, white light was already emitting from his feet, and then he fled in the opposite direction from Huang Yu and the others, much faster than the speed of the battle.

"Hah!" The four people who were left behind did not hesitate to use the Burst Secret Technique, one by one, they rushed up and fought desperately with occasional deaths, sometimes although they were brave, but their fists were invincible to the four hands, after killing the weakest of them, a cut was made in their backs, and what flowed out was not blood, but orange particles like grit, but only a little, and the wound was healed almost in the blink of an eye, no one saw this situation, Huang Yu's side, except for the only sober Huang Yu who was occasionally trying to eliminate the influence of those children's souls, had no time to care about anything else.

Sometimes he stood in front of Huang Yu like an iron tower, resisting the crazy attacks from the remaining few people, and at the same time he also attacked wildly, both sides had very little defense, and sometimes they were still in a state of anger, but there was no hideousness on his face, but his eyes were extremely calm, except for the tight lips that could see that he was angry, the others were no different from usual, the huge body completely protected Huang Yu, Huang Yu was like a baby in front of him, until he occasionally stoned the last person, Huang Yu was not attacked.

At the end of the battle, he was still standing beside Huang Yu, fully alert, and Huang Yu's trembling body was slowly regaining his calm, but the tears in his eyes had not stopped.

"Why do you keep crying?" asked in confusion, his tight lips finally letting go.

"It's going to be right away. You gather the three of them together first, put them in front of me, and tap. Then, I need absolute silence. Huang Yu replied, but he felt that he was sometimes much more dexterous at this time, and it seemed that he had made a qualitative leap. Although Huang Yu spoke easily, he only completely returned to normal after a stick of incense, and the so-called normal at that time was just no longer trembling, and his feet were still in a state of vain, but it did not prevent him from "healing" the three of Na Yan Zhenna, that ability to calm the violent fluctuations of the soul Huang Yu touched a trace in the previous encounter, and was not sure to calm people, so that when he met Na Yan Zhenna, the apprehension and fear in his heart made him feel a kind of electric shock tearing.

"How miraculous the human soul is, so far I have not heard of anyone who can find its place, but it can be attacked by its outer soul, and it can also be appeased by its outer soul, once this yellow language grows up, you can grow into a soul healer, Lao Wei has not seen a soul healer in this life, but I have only seen it in my Buddhist classics, I am looking forward to it, time, go a little faster." The monk in the air muttered to himself, like an old man who was about to die and couldn't let go of his obsession.

"That big man, it should be a compressed Titan, the aboriginal of the nuclear world, the huge body is compressed to this extent, it will definitely damage the head, it seems that this big man also wants to rub the yellow language, dip a little light, is it to seek 'perfection'? Just now it should have made up for anger, alas, all living beings are suffering, Amitabha. The monk's face showed compassion, and the Buddha's light on his head was flourishing for a long time.

Holding Nayan Zhenna in front of his chest, his hands against Huang Qiang and Han Yuejiao's backs, he didn't know which of the three was in more urgent condition, so he could only check together. Immersed in his mind, Huang Yu walked along the meridians of the three of them with a stream of wood attribute spiritual power, first repairing the slight wounds left by the previous battle of the three of them, the process was very fast, it was just a normal week's operation. This week, he found something that shocked him very much, there are countless small things in Huang Qiang's body, he can't feel the flesh and blood from those existences, it's just some cold mechanical bodies, filling any space in Huang Qiang's body, and it's still moving at a high speed, it seems to be doing some engineering, quite anxious, the mechanical group can have this kind of thought, it is not a simple machine, but it should be a mechanical life.

Compared to Huang Qiang, it is normal for Yan Zhenna and Han Yuejiao to do this, Huang Yu does this and this just to heal his injuries with spiritual power, and he will not see the bodies of the two, otherwise he would not be so calm, after making sure that the body is fine, the next thing to do is to appease their souls, and this is the most difficult. The best situation of the three is Na Yan Zhenna, Huang Yu feels that even if he doesn't appease her soul, she can slowly recover, he feels that the kind of magical power that Na Yan Zhenna has is robbing the energy in those souls, once it is plundered, it will heal without medicine; the mechanical life in Huang Qiang's body seems to be comforting his soul in some way, the situation is getting better very slowly, but overall it tends to be stable; Han Yuejiao's situation is the most serious, she is quite ordinary compared to the others, she is a normal person.

The healing is all done in a daze, and Huang Yu doesn't know where the soul is, so he can only grope for it. According to the situation of the three of them, Huang Yu focused on Han Yuejiao, searched for spiritual power, and did not find any abnormality, and at this time, Han Yuejiao's body began to tremble violently again, and her breathing became short, which looked quite dangerous.

Han Yuejiao's cultivation is the weakest in the group, and so is her body, so the reactions of various parts are relatively obvious when dealing with a certain change, and Huang Yu is in that magical state, just two breaths of trembling make Huang Yu touch the source of that trembling: the depths of the bones. Huang Yu immediately mobilized his spiritual power, differentiated and differentiated his spiritual power, trying his best to make it small, wanting to reach his destination through the bones, the spiritual power of the wood attribute was compressed to a certain point and it was easy to pass through the bone cracks, but he still didn't feel the fluctuations of the soul, Huang Yu was very familiar with that kind of fluctuations, different people had different fluctuations, and he couldn't be mistaken. Huang Yu hesitated, and went deeper into a place he had never touched, for fear that one would accidentally cause irreversible damage, so he stopped.

"Whether it is spiritual power or divine sense, it is impossible to feel the soul, and only the soul can feel the soul. The monk in the air said, but he did not remind Huang Yu, but talked to himself.

"It's because I'm wrong, how mysterious and noble the soul is, in addition to heaven and earth, there should only be the soul that can touch the soul, right?" Huang Yu withdrew his palm and muttered to himself, and then entered into contemplation.

"Eh, my voice didn't reach him, and I'm not the thief!" the monk said in surprise, then shook his head, "The inheritance of this yellow language is extremely extraordinary, and the understanding of the soul is the first among the inheritances of the same level. The monk found the reason.

Trying to recall the feeling of the soul leaving the body in the ghost village before, Huang Yu grasped a clue, strong feelings can shake the body, after the body is damaged, the soul will be out of the body, but that kind of out of the body has a great horror, and after a little time, it will be sucked away by some mysterious power, he still remembers that power vividly, there is no doubt that it is the power of death, a power that is inhaled and then shattered to the most primitive state, Huang Yu definitely does not want to face it again.

The situation in front of him does not allow Huang Yu to flinch in the slightest, he has recognized Han Yuejiao's companion status, not to mention that Huang Qiang still loves her, if he doesn't try his best to save her, he doesn't say that he has to go to Huang Qiang's level, he can't pass this level, and his strong sense of mission makes his emotions fluctuate.