Chapter 1071 Asymmetry

"Uncle Murong, Boss Kun and I will help you do it, can you pick up the wandering souls that have fainted, Boss Kun, do it, don't be idle,......。 ”

Feng Rushan's sharp eyes. Be careful! With such a perverted lightning whip, do you need to be careful?"

Qi Boxiong took out the soul sealing ball and shook it at Murong Xuefei, with Murong Xuefei's lightning whip, he didn't want to play by himself, the wandering soul, even for Qi Boxiong, who was a purple armor warrior, was not fun.

In the sea of ghost fog in the dark night, if the ghost does not take the initiative to attack, Qi Boxiong can hardly find the ghost outside the coverage of the Tianyuan's lights, and Feng Rushan can find the ghost in advance, although the advance time is very short, Qi Boxiong knows in his heart that he can't do it.

The ghost roar of three or five geistins, although it can strictly affect the state of the warriors, thereby greatly reducing their combat power, but after all, it cannot cause substantial damage, as long as the geist spirits do not pounce on their bodies, they will soon be able to ease their senses, and with the table xiàn in front of Fengru Mountain and the fierce lethality of the lightning whip, Qi Boxiong believes that even if they face seven or eight geistins, it will not be their turn to play.

Moreover, Feng Rushan and Murong Xuefei talked and laughed freely, Qi Boxiong couldn't see that they were not suitable under the attack of the ghost roar, at least, they were much better than him, a purple-armored warrior.

"I'll go over there. ”

Kun Mifeng refused to save face for Zheng Xiaojiang, drew out a long knife, and joined Guo Dazhi and Kun Mili's battle group.

Zheng Xiaojiang and Ma Huijuan have obviously not fully recovered, and there are also wandering spirits at the stern, and the battle situation is quite tight.

"Third child, be careful, I'll go too. ”

"Maybe the two of them are wearing weapons to defend against psychic attacks, and rich people are good. Hehe, if Feng Rushan and Murong Xuefei can hold on, this sea of ghost fog is a vault, but it's a pity that it's ....... ”

Wu Bin shook his head helplessly and walked towards the stern of the boat.

The escort squad was divided into two groups according to the original manpower, Wu Bin, who was originally a mobile force, he was a purple armor warrior, even if his combat power was average, it was not without a small supplement to Guo Dazhi and Kun Mili at the stern.

Under normal circumstances, it is not difficult to injure, repel or even kill three or five wandering souls, but it is not easy to collect them into the soul sealing ball, but Feng Rushan and Murong Xuefei have endless strange tricks, which makes Wu Bin can't help but move in his heart.

It is said that the geist spirits also have different qualities, and the value is vastly different, but Wu Bin doesn't care about these, what he knows is that in the Heavenly City, the price of each geist is about 100 Blue Star Coins, with the efficiency of Murong Xuefei and Feng Rushan, collecting geistes is much more cost-effective than fishing silver scale groupers.

Of course, whether Murong Xuefei can play or not, whether she wants to play or not, Wu Bin, can't control it.

A weapon similar to a lightning whip, Wu Bin has also seen it, and it is not easy to use it, which consumes a lot of money.

The thunder belt has the power of thunder and lightning, to give full play to the power of the thunder belt, it is best to practice the exercises of the thunder attribute, in Wu Bin's opinion, Murong Xuefei is obviously the case, but as far as Wu Bin knows, cultivating exercises with certain attributes, such as thunder attributes, Gangyuan has a special role, and in the right occasion, the power is extraordinary, but generally speaking, in terms of Gangyuan's strength, it is inevitably slightly inferior, and Murong Xuefei, not even a red-armored warrior, Wu Bin doesn't know how long she can last.

"Well, okay, Third Brother Qi will help us watch it, Third Brother, you can use my Soul Sealing Ball. Feng Rushan, how are you?"

Murong Xuefei looked at the soul sealing ball that Qi Boxiong took out, casually threw his soul sealing ball worth 1 purple star coin, and turned his head to Feng Rushan and asked.

"Uncle Shi, it's pretty much the same as I thought. ”

Feng Rushan carefully savored the strange energy that rushed towards his Yuan Baby, and slowly shook his head.

Three feet in front of him, a black mist was slowly dissipating, and a gust of wind passed by, and the black mist dissipated in the boundless ghost mist around him in the blink of an eye.

Feng Rushan accidentally killed a wandering spirit that floated onto the Tianyuan.

"Oh, that's good, I'll tap next time. There are a lot of wandering spirits in this ghost fog sea, and we will come one by one. You be careful. ”

There is no free lunch in the world, directly, refining and absorbing the opponent's power for one's own use, of course, the power is extraordinary, and it is very convenient and fast to improve cultivation, but this kind of quick method often has huge hidden dangers, Murong Xuefei of course knows that Feng Rushan understands this truth, but when it comes to the Yuan Shen, she still can't help but remind him.

"Uncle don't worry, I know. Lao Qi, wait a minute, my Gangyuan is not good, you can't see death without saving. ”

Feng Rushan smiled bitterly in his heart, raised the wine gourd and took a sip.

He was also very jealous of directly absorbing the power of the Black Iron Python or the Wandering Soul Yuanshen, if it was possible, he would rather not have this inexplicable power, but unfortunately, Feng Rushan was also involuntarily.

Even though he believed that Qi Boxiong couldn't understand what he and Murong Xuefei were saying, Feng Rushan was still reluctant to talk about the strange energy in front of others.

However, he was used to Murong Xuefei's temper.

"Haha, kill with a knife, Feng Gongzi's luck is really good. ”

Qi Boxiong listened to the clouds and fog, and inspired the soul sealing ball to put away the seriously injured wandering spirit, and snorted.

The body of the geist is a cloud of ghost mist, and if you want to kill it completely, you can only happen to hit the place where its soul is, and this has little to do with strength, it depends on luck.

......

"Brother Jiang, you should have believed it a long time ago. Murong Xuefei came to bully us on purpose, flashing thunder whip, phew. ”

Ma Huijuan and Zheng Xiaojiang were at the stern of the boat, and they only collected a total of less than 10 spirits throughout the night, which is said to be a bumper harvest, but compared to Murong Xuefei's ease and efficiency, Ma Huijuan's mood is still very poor.

The key is that later, she and Zheng Xiaojiang, basically the same as Qi Boxiong, just collected the seriously injured spirit into the soul sealing ball, fought, and rarely interfered. Of course, Qi Boxiong was lazy and didn't want to stop Murong Xuefei's interest, while Ma Huijuan was powerless and couldn't intervene.

"Sister Juan, no, I think Murong Xuefei is bold and generous, not like a person who sneaks around behind her back,......。 ”

"Bullying, being bullied by a heavy heaven trash, and a person who is not even a red-armored samurai!"

Zheng Xiaojiang's mood was also very depressed.

He also thought that Wu Bin's judgment about the blood-devouring cream was very reasonable, but he didn't know about Chunyu Xiaozhu, and he didn't believe that the purpose of the person behind it was to target the harvest of the Tianyuan in this fish flood, but he felt that someone had come to make a fool of himself and watch his own jokes.

Feng Rushan was undoubtedly instructed by others, as for the person behind the command, Zheng Xiaojiang had several suspects in his heart, but he couldn't be sure which one it was for a while.

When he was still the fourth son of the city lord, there were a lot of second ancestors who offended, and everyone could gently pat a brick when he fell into the water.

As for Murong Xuefei, of course, she is a soy sauce crowd who doesn't know the inside story.

"She's a big fart. The 65-year-old lady, still dressed like a little girl, looks disgusting, no, I must ....... ”

Murong Xuefei is indeed not generous to Ma Huijuan, at least in Ma Huijuan's opinion, she is stingy.

As for age, Murong Xuefei does not have a title, the procedures are much simpler, Wan Tianxing is very considerate to leave it in the column of her age, and Murong Xuefei casually filled in 65 years old.

She didn't want to be much younger than Feng Rushan, of course, it was impossible to be older than Feng Rushan.

Regarding the question of dressing up, is there the most suitable Zhuyan Dan, Murong Xuefei, do you need to dress up?

On Gangxing Shenzhou, there is no record of Zhu Yan Dan, of course, dreams such as eternal youth must be not lacking, and in the legend, there are also several secret techniques with good effects, but unfortunately, Ma Huijuan's level cannot be touched at all.

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“...... , Murong, the Soul Devouring Demon Vine is a strange thing between heaven and earth, specializing in feeding on souls, and is the nemesis of ghosts, you use a lightning whip mixed with Soul Devouring Demon Vine to deal with a small wandering spirit, is it a shame,......。 ”

Xiaohong saw Murong Xuefei sitting there drinking unhurriedly, but she refused to happily release a few of the geisman spirits in the Soul Sealing Ball for the Soul Devouring Demon Vine to taste, she was a little dissatisfied in her heart, and her words were not very polite.

In fact, after Feng Rushan got married, the area of the Immortal Mansion rose sharply, and she and Murong Xuefei saw each other rarely, and the relationship between the two eased greatly, and there were few real quarrels.

"Xiaohong, back then, in Yin Mountain, the Soul Devouring Demon Vine devoured a lot of Yin Soul Beasts, and I didn't see any movement from it, this ghost is just the lowest level of ghosts, it is estimated that it is not very useful, your inheritance, is it reliable. ”

There were originally two Soul Devouring Demon Vines in the Immortal Mansion, one large and one small, before coming to Gangxing Shenzhou, Feng Rushan gave the small Soul Devouring Demon Vine to Chu Chen, and now only the Soul Devouring Old Demon Vine taken from Rongfeng Mountain was left in the Immortal Mansion.

According to Xiaohong's theory, of course, Xiaohong claims to be the inheritance of the soul seeking mouse, and the soul devouring demon vine is a powerful weapon in ancient times to deal with yin souls and ghosts, if you can devour a large number of souls, the soul devouring demon vine will quickly advance to the level, and eventually grow into a soul devouring fairy vine that makes immortals have a headache Soul Devouring Demon Vine, unfortunately, except for looking more vigorous, the Soul Devouring Demon Vine has not changed too significantly, at least Murong Xuefei can't see the slightest shadow of the Soul Devouring Immortal Vine.

Of course, this did not prevent Murong Xuefei from deliberately refining a little bit of the essence of the Soul Devouring Demon Vine after hearing the legend of the Ghost Mist Sea, in fact, it was to simply refine the fallen leaves of the Soul Devouring Demon Vine, refine a few thin vine silks, and add them to the Lightning Whip. But it's just a few fallen leaves, it's not without a price, Xiaohong asked her to use a batch, a large batch, and a wandering soul in exchange.

Last night, in her soul sealing ball, more than 40 geists were sealed, originally, a few geisman spirits, all given to Xiaohong, Murong Xuefei didn't care, but after all, this is also public property, Murong Xuefei wanted to wait a few days, there were more geisms, so she was a little hesitant.