Check in Wang Feng from Douluo

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"Does the Soul Hunting Forest still have such rules?" Wang Feng asked in surprise.

"Not really, just killing it is of no use. It's a waste of soul rings, so when entering the soul hunting forest, unless we encounter a suitable soul beast, the three of us will not kill most of the soul beasts, and let the soul beasts lose Just the ability to fight is enough.”

Ling Ren explained with a smile, "However, some soul masters are more bloodthirsty and may hunt soul beasts even without soul rings. Everyone's pursuit may be different."

Wang Feng nodded, it did make sense. If he had no one to form a team in the future and hunted the soul beast alone, he would not need to kill the soul beast.

It seems more exercise-friendly.

"Let me help you recover and try to keep your condition as full as possible." Wang Feng suggested.

"Do you have enough soul power?" Silong glanced at him doubtfully, "Our consumption is very small, but you are only level 16, so you don't have much soul power, right? Isn't it a waste to replenish it for us like this?"

"No, no, it's not a waste at all."

Wang Feng wished he could use his soul power more and directly use his soul power to activate the golden lotus to replenish the three people's soul power. "Besides, I think the soul power should be kept as full as possible. If you encounter a large and powerful soul beast, it will be more dangerous." If so, it’s easy to deal with.”

Silong was stunned, thinking about it, after all, when encountering a large spirit beast, there was no extra time to make up for it.

When Silong and Ling Ren restored their soul power for the first time, they finally felt the sour feeling of Lao Hei.

"Old Hei, you are so energetic! My whole body is numb and numb... This recovery of soul power is quite interesting."

A sly smile appeared on Ling Ren's face.

Silong smiled.

Followed by.

The four of them have been hunting various soul beasts in the Soul Hunting Forest all afternoon.

It's just that most of them were not killed, but these soul beasts were made to lose their combat effectiveness and slowly recover.

"It's night, and I haven't met a suitable eight-hundred-year-old spirit beast. I'm very unlucky."

Ling Ren leaned against the tree, feeling exhausted.

Lao Hei was also sitting on the ground, his strong body also stretched at this time.

There was also dense sweat on Silong's face.

Only Wang Feng was still looking forward energetically.

His soul power had been consuming all afternoon, but as soon as he stopped to meditate, his cultivation speed became much faster.

It seems that the more you consume, the faster your meditation practice becomes.

They had just fought a seven-hundred-year-old spirit beast. Although they had won, the three of them were very tired.

"Three of you, do you want to add something?" Wang Feng's still energetic voice sounded.

The three of them glanced at Wang Feng in unison, and couldn't help but said in unison: "Do you still have soul power?"

This afternoon, they encountered at least ten soul beasts. Under normal circumstances, the three of them would fight up to four soul beasts in a row, so they needed to be supplemented.

But with the constant supplementation of this kid named Thanos, he was able to fight ten spirit beasts in a row at full strength!

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

"No... Xiao Mie, are you really only level 15?" Lao Hei scratched his head, "I haven't seen a recovery soul master before. Even if he is over 20 levels, he can't last as long as you do?"

"I can't help it. My greatest characteristic is my durability." Wang Feng smiled sheepishly.

His soul power is compressed. Although it is only level 15, the soul power is actually extremely durable, and the Meteor Tears also have the effect of automatic recovery.

At this time, he still had one-fifth of his soul power left.

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

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

"..." Old Hei.

"You are a young kid, but you like to talk dirty words." Ling Ren rolled his eyes, and a smile that every man understands appeared on his face, "However, you are no longer ordinary! We can't bear it. Stop it, right? Sister Silong, can you still bear it?"

boom!

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

"Are you so brave that you dare to tease me?" Silong glared at Ling Ren.

Wang Feng laughed a few times.

After fighting all afternoon, he felt that they were quite good.

This Ling Ren's character is a bit mean, and he also likes to tell dirty jokes.

"Do you really still have soul power?"

Silong looked at Wang Feng and asked with a frown.

She felt a little surprised in her heart. It was not easy for a fifteenth-level soul master to keep replenishing the recovery and supplementation of their twenty-plus level soul masters. But now, there is still soul power to replenish the soul power, which is really unusual.

"It's okay. It's probably just enough to refill each of you once."

Wang Feng did not say how much he had left.

At this time, just as he finished speaking, suddenly, there was a rustling sound in the distance.

The lavender mist suddenly covered the distant sight!

"It's the thorn purple spirit vine!"

Silong suddenly stood up, looked at the looming tree vines in the distance, and said loudly, "About eight hundred years! Just right, it's what I want!"

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

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

This thorn purple spirit vine is perfect!

The Purple Spirit Vine of Thorns will release a purple mist that affects the soul master's spirit. It has a good psychedelic effect and is one of the most needed attributes for control-type soul masters.

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

Silong said eagerly to Wang Feng.

Wang Feng nodded.

About eight hundred years later, if his body has not yet been recast, he needs to be dealt with seriously.

Mainly because the three of them had been fighting all afternoon, and even though their soul power could be replenished, their mental state was really declining. 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 there was still some soul power left in his body.

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

Silong looked at Ling Ren and ordered.

Ling Ren has a soul skill, Flying Flame Strike, which can add a layer of light flame to the dagger, which is the best way to deal with this kind of purple spirit vine.

"Old Hei, pay the bitter root."

Silong brought out the materials prepared in the bag. It is a pale white medicinal root about one finger long.

It exudes a pungent smell.

Wang Feng watched intently, and the three of them were indeed very well prepared, and their target was probably the thorny purple spirit vine. The bitter root is a special herb that has no other function than being extremely bitter and refreshing. Once enveloped by the purple mist of the thorn purple spirit vine, the bitter taste stimulates the brain and prevents it from being enchanted.

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

Wang Feng stood behind Lao Hei.

Watching the three people fighting from a distance, almost soon, the eight-hundred-year-old thorn purple spirit vine was chopped down by the three people who still cooperated and fought in a tacit understanding.

Ling Ren's flying flame attack almost cut off the ten vines of Zi Linteng, making it unable to make any further movements.

Just waiting for the final blow.

The three of them were almost breathless from exhaustion. Looking at this scene, their faces were filled with excitement.

"Great! This hunt was perfect! The eight-hundred-year-old thorn purple spirit vine! However, Xiao Mie's contribution is the greatest this time. Let's reward him with two gold soul coins later!"

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

"Okay!" Sister Silong nodded, holding a small sword and walking towards the purple spirit vine in the distance.

Yet at this moment.

A figure came quickly from the opposite side!

Swish!

The figure suddenly appeared and killed the purple spirit vine directly before Silong!

The dark yellow soul ring slowly lit up.

The three of them were stunned.

In the distance, a joking laughter came:

"I'm sorry, I saw this thorny purple spirit vine first, and it belongs to me! Everyone, I'm in trouble!"