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Chapter 45 My greatest feature is persistence

"Is there any such rules in the Soul Hunting Forest?" Wang Feng said in surprise.

"Not that, it's useless to just kill. The soul ring wasted in vain, so when you enter the soul hunting forest, unless you encounter a suitable soul beast, most of the soul beasts will not be killed, and it will be enough to make the soul beasts lose their combat ability."

Ling Ren explained with a smile, "However, some soul masters are more bloodthirsty. They may even hunt soul beasts even if they don't use soul rings. Everyone's pursuit is different."

Wang Feng nodded, it makes sense. If no one teamed up in the future and hunted the soul beast alone, there would be no need to kill the soul beast.

It seems to be more exercise.

"I'll help you recover and try to stay full." Wang Feng suggested.

"Do you have enough soul power?" Sirong looked at him in confusion, "We consume very little, but you are only level 16, so you shouldn't have much soul power, right? Isn't it a waste to replenish us like this?"

"No, no, it's a waste."

Wang Fengba had to use some soul power more, and directly used his soul power to activate the golden lotus to supply the soul power of the three. "Besides, I think the soul power should be kept as full as possible. If you encounter a large and powerful soul beast later, it would be more dangerous, it would be easier to deal with."

Sirong was stunned. She thought about it, after all, she had no extra time to replenish her when she encountered a large soul beast.

When Si Rong and Ling Ren were given the first time to restore their soul power, they finally felt the sourness of Lao Hei.

"Old Hei, it's quite exciting! His whole body is numb... This soul power is restored, which is interesting."

A thief smile appeared on Ling Ren's face.

Sirong smiled.

Immediately afterwards.

The four of them kept hunting various soul beasts in the Soul Hunting Forest throughout the afternoon.

But most of them were not killed, but they just made these soul beasts lose their combat power and slowly recover.

"It's evening, I haven't encountered a suitable eight hundred-year-old soul beast, so I'm so lucky."

Ling Ren leaned on the tree, and was full of exhaustion.

Lao Hei was also sitting on the ground, his sturdy body was also thrusting at this time.

Sirong also had dense sweat on her face.

Only, Wang Feng was still looking ahead with energy.

In the afternoon, his soul power was being consumed, but as soon as he stopped to meditate, his cultivation speed became much faster.

It seems that the more consumed, the faster the meditation practice will be.

Just now, I was fighting a soul beast that had been 700 years old. Although I defeated it, the three of them were very tired.

"Three, do you want to replenish it?" Wang Feng's voice was still full of energy.

The three of them looked at Wang Feng at the same time and couldn't help but say, "Do you still have soul power?"

In the afternoon, I encountered at least ten soul beasts. Normally, three people fought at most four soul beasts, so I needed to supplement it.

But with the fact that this kid named Thanos has been replenishing, he fought against ten soul beasts in a row!

At this time, he actually still has soul power to replenish everyone?

"No... Xiao Mie, you really only have level 15?" Lao Hei scratched his head, "I haven't seen a soul master in recovery. Even if you are over 20, you are not as long as you do?"

"There's no way, my biggest characteristic is long-lasting." Wang Feng laughed embarrassedly.

His soul power is compressed. Although he is only at level fifteen, his soul power is actually extremely durable, and the meteor tears also have the effect of automatic recovery.

At this time, his soul power was one-fifth left.

Moreover, Wang Feng felt that he should be at level 16.

Although Wang Feng did not directly participate in the battle this afternoon, he was consuming his soul power!

"..." Lao Hei.

"You kid, you are not old, but you like to say something dirty." Ling Ren's eyes rolled, and a smile that even a man knew appeared on his face, "But, you are not ordinary for a long time! We can't bear it anymore, right? Sister Sirong, can you still bear it?"

Bang!

As soon as Ling Ren finished speaking, Sirong slapped him on the back of the head.

"You are so brave, even I dare to tease me?" Sirong glared at Ling Ren.

Wang Feng laughed a few times.

During the afternoon battle, he thought several of them were good.

Ling Ren's personality is a bit petty and he also likes to tell dirty jokes.

"You really have soul power?"

Sirong looked at Wang Feng and asked with a frown.

She was a little surprised. It was not easy for a level 15 soul master to replenish their level 20 soul masters. But until now, there is still soul power to replenish their soul power, which is really unusual.

"It's okay, it's probably only enough to fill each of you again."

Wang Feng did not say how much he had left.

At this moment, just as I finished speaking, suddenly a rustling sound came from a distance.

The lilac fog suddenly covered the distant sight!

"It's the Thorny Purple Spirit Vine!"

Sirong suddenly stood up, looked at the looming vines in the distance, and shouted, "About 800 years! It just so happened that it was what I wanted!"

Ling Ren and Lao Hei also stood up, looking into the distance with a little joy in their eyes.

The purpose of this trip is to find a suitable soul ring breakthrough for Si Rong.

This thorny purple spirit vine is the most suitable!

The Thorn Purple Spirit Vine will release a purple mist, affecting the spirit of the soul master, and having a good psychedelic effect. It is one of the most needed attributes for the soul master in the control system.

"Xiao Mie, help us restore our soul power!"

Sirong said anxiously to Wang Feng.

Wang Feng nodded.

For about eight hundred years, if his body has not been recast yet, he needs to deal with it seriously.

The main reason was that the three of them fought for an afternoon. Even if their soul power could be replenished, their mental state had really declined. However, the three of them were experienced, and Wang Feng felt that nothing would happen.

After recovering the three of them, Wang Feng estimated that the soul power in his body was still left with the last.

"Ling Ren, remember to use that move. This thorny purple spirit vine is most afraid of fire!"

Sirong looked at Ling Ren and instructed him.

Ling Bian has a soul-torn skill, flying flame strike, which can give the dagger a light layer of flame, which is the best way to deal with this purple spirit vine.

"Old Hei, pay the bitter root."

Silkworm brought out the materials prepared in the bag. It was a pale white medicine root about one finger long.

It exudes a pungent smell.

Wang Feng looked at it intently. The three of them were indeed very prepared. The target was probably this Thorny Purple Spirit Vines. The bitter root is a special herb. It has no other function, it is extremely bitter and can refresh the spirit. Once it is shrouded in the purple mist of the Thorny Purple Spirit Vines, the bitter taste stimulates the brain and will not be psychedelic.

This is the experienced team. Wang Feng feels that this kind of battle is indeed much more fulfilling than a simple understanding of it in the academy.

Wang Feng stood behind Lao Hei.

As the three of them fought from a distance, almost soon, the eight hundred-year-old thorny purple spirit vine was killed by the three of them in a tacit battle.

Ling Blade's flying flame strike almost cut off the ten vines of the thorny purple forest, making it unable to make any moves.

Just wait for the last blow.

The three of them were so tired that they were dying. Looking at this scene, their faces were filled with excitement.

"That's great! This hunt is perfect! The eight hundred years of thorny purple spirit vine! However, Xiaomeng has made the most contribution this time. I'll reward him with two golden soul coins later!"

Ling Ren said excitedly, "Sister Sirong, go and give this purple spirit vine the last blow!"

"Okay!" Sister Sirong nodded, took a small sword and walked towards the purple spirit vine in the distance.

But at this moment.

A figure rushed from the opposite side!

Swish!

The figure suddenly appeared and rushed in front of Sirong and directly killed the purple spirit vine!

The dark yellow soul ring slowly illuminates.

The three of them were stunned.

In the distance, a jokey laughter came:

"Sorry, I saw this thorny purple spirit vine first, it belongs to me! I'm in trouble!"
Chapter completed!
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