Douluo Qingmei Qian Renxue, the starting soul ring becomes soul vein

Chapter 63 It must be an evil soul master!

Lin Feng had a strange look on his face. Was he encountering some kind of heaven-defying development? Was he the incarnation of some evil demon from outer space in Douluo Continent?

Qian Renxue snorted coldly:
“I’m just teaching you a lesson. As a soul master, you should cultivate your character.

If people dare to show evil eyes in such an environment, I wonder how much indulgence they have shown in their daily lives.

"Be thankful that I didn't blind you completely, and go find a healing spirit master. If you wait too long, you'll end up wearing an eye patch!"

Although Lin Feng has the breath of life, he does not intend to give it to them.

Considering their impudent looks and teasing words just now, a small punishment is already too light for them.

Lin Feng has never been a saint. Although he would not kill those who offended his female relatives, they would not be able to escape physical pain.

"Just wait, we will be back! The three ghosts of the Huang family will never coexist with you!"

The middle-aged man on the platform frowned:

"Shut up! The fighting arena has its own rules. Choosing to gamble is within the rules as long as you don't lose your life.

Have you forgotten the first two times you burned your opponent's skin and left it ulcerated?
If you can't control your eyes, how could you be like this now? Leave quickly!"

The two Huang family ghosts were speechless after being rebuked by the middle-aged man. Although they were angry in their hearts, they could only glare at Qian Renxue and Lin Feng with resentment with their remaining eye.

He staggered out of the fighting arena with quick steps, as if he couldn't wait to find his eldest brother.

Seeing them leave, the middle-aged man began his usual boasting about the rise of a new generation.

“There is no time to grieve over the departure of the two Huang family ghosts. Now on the stage is the biggest dark horse in the future fighting spirit arena—Liu Feng Hui Xue!
Let us cheer for their supreme strength!"

"Ohhhhh——Xiao Feng is so handsome!"

"I want to give him a baby!"

The moment the words fell, Qian Renxue's warning gaze swept over, and the man choked up and remained silent.

"Ah."

Qian Renxue chuckled, took Lin Feng's hand as if to show off, and sent a look to Ling Yuan who was smiling at the platform.

Then he went backstage.

Ling Yuan shook her head helplessly, and with a flash of her body, she joined Lin Feng and the others.

"Xiaofeng, Xiaoxue, in this kind of fighting arena, apart from a life-and-death fight, I'm afraid there won't be any soul masters who can fight against you.

Today, those two martial spirits were restrained by you, so the understanding that the battle could bring was even less."

Qian Renxue nodded. The so-called ghost fire might be able to entangle ordinary soul masters and drain their strength, but it would have no effect on herself at all.

Behind the Ice and Fire Alchemy, she has long been immune to the two elements of ice and fire, and only simple control can restrict her.

Specifically, she can only be trapped with an igloo and a wall of fire, but cannot be harmed.

However, the best feature of the ghost lights of those two people is not control. The more they force themselves to control, the weaker their own control ability will be.

Not to mention Qian Renxue's own soul power characteristics. In front of her, those two people had no right to let her use other soul skills.

One deliberate punch is enough.

Lin Feng was thoughtful:
"Sister Ling Yuan, do you think we should switch to a more difficult opponent?

Although I can usually practice with you and Grandpa Ju, competitions with soul masters of the same level and with soul masters from more factions are also indispensable."

Ling Yuan chuckled and nodded:

"That's right, Xiaofeng, these opponents in the fighting arena are destined to not be able to truly hone your strength, unless it is a life-and-death fight.

The real challenge is not just the fighting, but also the tempering of one’s character and the contest of wisdom under extreme pressure.”

Qian Renxue wiped the loose hair on her forehead and said casually:
"Sister Ling Yuan, do you have any recommendations for places to go?" Ling Yuan pondered for a moment:
“In addition to the fighting spirit arena, you can also accept the bounty. Our Wuhun Hall has been secretly hunting down fallen spirit masters. For desperate criminals like them, their methods are more ruthless than those of ordinary spirit masters.

For you, he is a very good opponent. He is already dying, so you don't have to worry about attacking him."

"Okay, you can try to take it later."

Lin Feng nodded. The fallen soul master in the Dou Yi period was not the evil soul master in the Dou Er period.

You can't be defined just by the characteristics of your martial soul.

what?
The Blue Silver Grass has the property of devouring? It can absorb the soul power of soul beasts and humans to drive its own growth? Evil!

He must be evil! He must be an evil soul master!

What, the martial soul is carrying evil fire?
He must be an evil soul master!
When defining the new soul masters, those people did not expect that the Eight Spider Lance of their own ancestor Tang San had even greater devouring power.

As for the fallen soul masters nowadays, it only depends on what you do.

Soul masters are born from common people, and the power they suddenly gain will inevitably lead to changes in their character.

At the same time, in the process of growing up, the superior status and position also affects oneself. In extreme cases, it is common to commit all kinds of bad consequences.

In a rage, he would destroy an entire village, or wantonly kill people in the city, oppress the good, and forcibly take other people's women.

At the bottom, it will happen.

The Spirit Hall is the backbone force in dealing with these guys after years of hard work.

The City of Slaughter has become a paradise for the fallen, because they know that if they stay outside, they will only be hunted down by the Spirit Hall.

Although entering the City of Slaughter also means death, it is obviously easy to choose between dying early and dying late.

Of course, on the way to the City of Slaughter, their fate is not something they can choose.

Lin Feng looked into the distance.

Suddenly he laughed:
"Tell me, do those two guys just now really have a brother?"

Qian Renxue became interested and poked Lin Feng:
"By the way, Xiaofeng, how do you know the name of their eldest brother? You also know the spirit rings they absorbed and what spirit beasts they came from."

". I guessed that they look like old friends I've seen in books, and their spirit skills are very similar."

"Is that so? The two Huang family ghosts, plus their eldest brother, make the three Huang family ghosts?"

Ling Yuan chuckled:
"What a crappy name! It makes me want to laugh. Your group's name is better: Liu Feng Hui Xue."

Ling Yuan's eyes moved slightly, and a pair of white hands came from behind and held Lin Feng's chest.

"Xiaofeng, if you and I team up, have you thought of a name for the team?"

Qian Renxue coughed lightly and pulled down Ling Yuan's soft hair without leaving a trace.

"Hmm - Feng Yuan is a good name."

Ling Yuan rolled her eyes at Lin Feng:
"Xiaofeng, you are biased. The combination of Xiaoxue and you can all be derived from poetry, why are you so perfunctory when it comes to me?"

Qian Renxue raised the corners of her mouth slightly, looking very proud.

Lin Feng pondered carefully, and realized that he regretted not having read enough books when he needed them. He really couldn't think of any poems by Feng and Yuan, so he gritted his teeth and said:

"How about calling it Xun Feng Mi Yuan?"

Ling Yuan's eyes lit up:
"Okay, that's it!"

When Qian Renxue heard this, she was like, "How can this be tolerated? I must have some support to suppress Sister Ling Yuan!"

Pulling Lin Feng towards the inn:
"Xiao Feng, where is the full text of that poem? Go back and tell us as soon as possible!"

(End of this chapter)