Before he could think too much about the burial night, in the face of the moth rat that was inciting its wings to keep approaching, the burial night took an arrow step, and in the continuous backward jump, he left the place where the moth pounced.

Although the moth rat is not strong, its teeth are sharp, and it is not protected by the armor of the manifestation realm, and the funeral night seems to be pounced on by it, and the physical body will also be injured.

After all, it was a second-order soul beast, and the soul power on the moth rat that had been constantly affected by the soul power of the Burial Night before, and the yellow soul light condensed and flooded on their bodies.

"What is this..."

As the eagle eye could see, the yellow moth soul light suddenly converged at the speed of light, and a huge rat-body spirit suddenly appeared in front of the funeral night's eyes.

Looking at the colorful yellow soul light on the moth rat, the huge body of the moth rat spirit body is getting bigger and bigger, and the funeral night suddenly feels bad, the eagle eye seems to come from the instinct to protect the host, and reminds the funeral night to leave quickly.

The reason why soul beasts have a distinction between the first order and the second order is that the abnormal movement advanced by this soul core, their second-order soul beasts, including moths, have their own soul beast skills. And obviously, what the funeral night felt was the soul skill of this group of tens of thousands of moths and rats at the same time.

If the content of the moth rat's soul power is compared to the initial cultivation of the human psychic realm, then the burial night is now equivalent to the fusion soul technique performed by a person in the face of a single person in the early stage of the psychic realm.

As the yellow energy poured in, the branches of the entire dense forest seemed to have lost their luster and nourishment, and lost their vitality.

Under the giant spirit body formed by the condensation of the moth rat's soul power, their speed suddenly increased again, and they quickly instigated their wings to attack the funeral night.

Sensing the critical moment, Funeral Night stepped on his combat boots and suddenly stepped out, and the raised ghost hand continued to release water burst bombs, attacking the side with the smallest number of moths.

As the moth rats grew in number, they felt that something was wrong, and their goal seemed to be to bite the ghost hand of the burial night.

Every time the moths attacked, Burial Night had already noticed their purpose. And after letting go of the excitement, a closer look shows that there are many rat marks on the entire dark red skin attached to the ghost hand.

It seems that there is another situation, let go of the previous radical and hyperactive emotions, and the calm down of the funeral night has opened the distance between him and the moth.

The whirring wind resounded in the air, and the funeral night relied on the skill of a hunter and the blessing of the mid-stage cultivation of the spirit realm, the soul light under his feet moved little by little, constantly jumping on various tree trunks, as if he wanted to escape from this dense forest.

During this period, he used water bombs to shoot down moths flying in the air from time to time, and he looked around at night and found that there was a relatively wide field in a dense forest ahead.

"Hoo~hoo!!" Under the continuous rush, and the previous battle, the funeral night couldn't help but feel a little tired, and he was already a little tired when he began to gasp.

The exertion of physical strength was inevitable, but the moths that followed did not show any tiredness, and the next moment they were in front of the funeral night.

"Something that doesn't take it easy. ”

Seeing that a group of rats still dared to chase after themselves here, he couldn't help but grit his teeth when he gasped for breath in the funeral night.

With the sound of the Funeral Night's teeth, the moths didn't care about this, as if they didn't want to give the Funeral Night any respite, and the beast's red eyes opened their claws and teeth to the Funeral Night.

"Hawkeye!!"

Seeing this scene, there was no longer the slightest hesitation, the Burial Night Eagle Eye instantly opened, and with its cheers, the soul energy full of golden power in the Funeral Night exploded, and in the staring eyes, there were already many moths and rats in the air fanning their wings, and in an instant, they fell to the ground and became constantly rolling on the ground and twitching.

Seeing this, the moth rats in the back row, who were about to charge forward at great speed, seemed to feel the terrifying power of the eagle eye, and quickly stopped vigilantly.

Suddenly stopped, the scene of the pupils in the rat's eyes staring at the companion who fell to the ground as if life was worse than death, and staring at the funeral night with terrifying golden energy wrapped around his body.

"Squeak~" The whispering sound of the moths came instantly, and the sound made by one moth was not loud, but many moths squeaked at the same time, which came to the ears of the funeral night, and the latter could smell it clearly.

One by one, the moths that already had the first layer of vigilance to look at the burial night couldn't help but take a step back three points, one person and all the rats looked at each other like this, the moths did not dare to act rashly to increase the losses, this time they had already killed and injured too many companions, but the gain could be said to be zero. And in the same way, Funeral Night does not want to act rashly without finding a flaw. Although it is easy for it to kill these mothrats, this is a swarm of rats, and it must find the key point to completely defeat this group of mothrats that are doing many evils in the magic forest.

At this time, there were already other demonic beasts in the dense forest that were disturbed, some of them hid far away, some continued to rest without standing still, but some wanted to take the initiative to get closer to see if they could get benefits.

Soon, the silence was broken once more, and the first one who had been slowly approaching the Burial Moth swooped down on the Burial Night, who took a dagger from the cloth bag at his waist and cut off the moth's head with a single blow. At this moment, the pot exploded again. In this way, the swarm of moths and rats once again rioted and flew towards the funeral night.

Facing the moth rat whose speed was multiple of the previous one, the burial night stepped on the sole of his foot on the trunk of the tree, and with the blessing of the power of his ghost hand, the tidal palm bombarded the moth rats that came to attack from all directions one after another.

The power of Eagle Eye erupted at the same time, and the entire dense forest instantly reverberated with the crackling sound of battle.

They also felt the pain of the pain, only to see hundreds of moths squeak with a scream, and then the next moment, spit out puddles of corrosive green liquid from their mouths.

"Water Bombs!!"

Seeing this, the funeral night hurriedly gathered a large water explosion bomb and quickly smashed it.

However, something unexpected happened, only to see that under the gaze of the Funeral Night's hawkeye, when the Funeral Night's water explosion bomb smashed towards and collided with the green liquid spit out of the mouth of a hundred moths, it actually neutralized the attack of the Funeral Night's water explosion bomb.

"How is this possible!!" Funeral Night suddenly exclaimed, this water explosion bomb was made with the blessing of his own ghost hand and the ability of Eagle Eye. How could it be dissolved by the saliva of this group of rats!!

The yellow light on both sides flickered at the same time, and the moths seemed to seize the opportunity and began to fight back desperately towards the funeral night.

Under the effect of high speed, this group of moths turned into black shadows and attacked the funeral night, and some even attacked with the large army despite the blood that flowed on their bodies.

Feeling the energy riot of the moth rats, Fu Ye was shocked, and he didn't have time to look at the eagle eye and felt dizzy in the face of thousands of moths floating in the air and fanning their wings.

Facing the group of moths and rats that were getting closer and closer to him, Funeral Night finally activated the meridian soul after breaking through the middle stage of the spirit realm.

"Tianshui Holy Change!!"

His hands quickly sealed, and the blue-yellow soul power on his body was entwined and intertwined, and the moth rat beside him was instantly ejected and exploded. The water elemental in the entire dense forest seemed to be worshipped, and it galloped towards the water wall and poured into the direction of this group of moths.

"Boom, boom!!"

The high-pressure water wall seems to break the ecological level in the dense forest, and the flying water wall is as solid as King Kong from time to time, destroying the space and the foundation of the trees in place that squeeze the moths rushing in, and the whole dense forest suddenly seems to be baptized by heavy rain.

The army of moths, which had been quickly repulsed, had collapsed in an instant, and they had fled into exile, as if they had lost the excitement and fury of the blessing of the huge spirits, and had returned to normal timidity and weakness.

Rats are inherently timid, even moths with soul cores are no exception, because their soul core prints have instinctive genes.

I no longer want to care about them, and under the ground that has been thoroughly swept by the water wall, the corpses of moths and rats that were originally strewn with corpses also gather in one place along the slope.

"Hey, boy, did a good job!!" At this time, just as he was hesitating whether to leave the Demonic Beast Forest on the night of the funeral, the voice of the elder came from the sea of spirits.

"Teacher, are you awake?!" After hearing the familiar voice of the old man on the funeral night, he responded happily.

"Uh... To be exact, I woke up when you turned on Hawkeye, just to see what you would do in the face of this group of rats. "The Venerable Elder made his debut from the eyes of the Burial Nighthawk.

Looking at the venerable elder who came out of the spirit body in his eagle eyes from the sea of spirits, his face was lazy, as if he was nothing. Funeral Night snorted loudly without complaining, "You old man, I was in danger just now, and if I didn't die, I would have lost my life, and you yawned as if nothing happened." ”

"Hehe, if you are killed by this group of rats, then I think we might as well just fall and don't go elsewhere in the Soul Continent to be embarrassed. Elder said lazily.

"You old man, you are not serious when you come. The funeral night couldn't help but reply in disappointment.

"I think we'd better hurry up, and don't wait for these stinky rats to come back and pester us. Funeral Night continued to mutter.

"Why go?" Elder Zun gave an unexpected answer to the funeral night, "This group of broken rats is unlucky to meet us, and they served them." ”

Hearing this, he couldn't help but scold, "You unserious old guy can say it easily, this is a rat's nest, how do you let me serve tens of thousands of mice?" And I still have an escort mission, I must rush over to meet before dark, besides, it's okay if I serve them full, what's the benefit?!"

"Hey, you stinky boy, have you fought too much, and your temper has become a lot more sideways. Hearing the excited words of the funeral night, the spirit body raised his hand and patted the funeral night's shoulder and said, "You fool, it's not easy to take them? Who wants you to kill these thousands of moth rat minions, just find their rat king, and destroy them?"

"As soon as the rat king in their nest is wiped out, these thousands of rats will naturally collapse and have no head of the organization. The old man said lightly, and at the same time smiled at the old face of the funeral night, raised his hand and pointed to a distance.