Fantasy: The Strongest Martial Soul System

Chapter 259 You are not worthy

The sound of dragon roar appeared again, but this time it turned into a cry of sorrow.

Qinglong's body exudes a green brilliance, like shedding its skin. When the brilliance dissipated, the blue dragon changed back to the black color of black water, and the transformed form was forcibly destroyed by Qiao Ye.

puff!

The martial spirit was greatly damaged, and Wang Quanjun couldn't help but raise his head and spit out a mouthful of blood!

Qiao Ye took the opportunity to take a step forward, slashed out again with a halberd, and a crescent-shaped halberd light flew. The formation was finally overwhelmed, the pattern on the ground burst, and the radiance all around dissipated, and then the halberd light was fierce. Beheaded on Wang Quanjun's body.

With a puff, Wang Quanjun's body was cut in two by Qiao Ye's halberd and fell to the ground.

"You defeated a martial artist of the first rank of the Martial Ancestor Realm, absorbed the power of Martial Soul, and obtained Martial Soul Points: 10,000 points."

After one blow, Wang Quanjun died, and Qiao Ye broke out, then looked up at Zheng Xiaose.

Zheng Xiaose couldn't help but take a step back, but Li Xuan still had a fierce look on his face.

"Spiritual Nine Swords!"

In Li Xuan's low voice, the Snow Drinking Spirit Sword suddenly split apart and became nine. After arranging it in a row, it suddenly stabbed in the direction of Qiao Ye.

Qiao Ye glanced at Li Xuan, and the moment he came to him, he raised his halberd and said, "What's the use of bells and whistles!"

puff!

When the halberd fell, the halberd blade was wrapped around a large swath of black smoke, and the moment it fell, the spirit sword, which was divided into nine, was immediately shaken open and fell to all directions.

A blood line appeared on Li Xuan's forehead, his pupils continued to shrink, and then he slowly fell to the ground.

"You defeated a martial artist of the first rank of the Martial Ancestor Realm, absorbed the power of Martial Soul, and obtained Martial Soul Points: 9500 points."

After beheading one more person, Qiao Ye raised his head and looked at Zheng Xiaose.

Zheng Xiaose was terrified, staggered under his feet, and almost fell to the ground.

"Brother, brother, say something if you have something to say!" Zheng Xiaose trembled: "Misunderstanding, it's just a misunderstanding."

Qiao Ye ignored Zheng Xiaose and kept moving forward step by step.

Zheng Xiaose begged for mercy: "Everyone is an apprentice of the guardian, and later became a guardian. Everyone is a colleague. Why is this?"

"Sorry!" Qiao Ye raised his halberd and said, "You don't deserve it!"

Qiao Ye stepped out fiercely and threw the black halberd in his hand.

The black halberd broke through the air and turned into a black streamer, which approached Zheng Xiaose's chest. Before Zheng Xiaose could react, a blood hole was opened in his chest.

"You defeated a martial artist of the first rank of the Martial Ancestor Realm, absorbed the power of Martial Soul, and obtained Martial Soul Points: 9500 points."

Qiao Ye waved his hand, the black smoke around him dissipated, and then he picked up the three people's belongings and looked at the corpses around him. Qiao Ye took out the blue-clothed umbrella, drew out the rapier, and began to smash the three-tailed night leopard's body. The tail is cut off.

These are all spiritual materials, and they are also the results of Qiao Ye.

After being busy for about an hour, Qiao Ye returned to the cave and planned to take a break.

This cave can no longer be used. There are too many corpses piled up outside, so naturally it is not hidden. It is better to change the place directly to clean up those corpses.

I counted the tails of the three-tailed night leopard. I hunted and killed more than 100 three-tailed night leopards yesterday, as well as Zheng Xiaose. They were all very wealthy. The sword and Wang Quanjun's knife are both Grade 7 Noble Phantasms. As for the contents of the Space Noble Phantasm, there are food and water, some medicinal herbs, and spiritual materials. It is worth mentioning that the spiritual materials are all produced for the Devil's Night City. Come to these three guys, and gained a lot last night.

Naturally, those spiritual materials must be kept, and some medicinal pills are also kept. After all, these are all medicinal pills in the Martial Realm. Qiao Ye knows them and knows their effects, so they can be kept for emergencies. The treasure, and the sword, Qiao Ye directly absorbed it.

"You absorbed the windbreaker (seventh rank) and got Martial Spirit: 68000."

"You absorbed Lingyun Sword (seventh rank) and got Martial Spirit: 78000."

"You absorbed the nine-turn bead chain (eighth-rank) and got Martial Spirit: 60,000."

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After Qiao Ye finished absorbing it, a light curtain appeared in front of him and glanced at it.

The cultivation base can be improved!

Host: Joe Ye.

Combat Strength: 900000

Cultivation: First-order Wuzongjing.

Spirit value: 1722000/1200000

Martial Arts Spirit: Dazzling Heavenly Demons (sixth grade) (variable).

Items: Tsing Yi Umbrella, Thunder Ring, Gorefiend

Skills: none

Martial Arts: Hundred Battles and Blood Technique (Rank 5), Smashing the Sky Palm (Rank 7), Climbing Road (Rank 7)

The one-night hunt was still rewarding. The three of Zheng Xiaose were just small heads. The main reason was that the one-night hunt brought Qiao Ye a considerable amount of Martial Spirit, and the price was...

Quite tired!

Whether it's physically or mentally, Qiao Ye is in a state of exhaustion now, not to mention that he just fought with Zheng Xiaose and the three of them.

Therefore, in the case of obtaining a large amount of martial arts and a large number of battle results, this level of hunting is also accompanied by danger. After all, the magic night may last for a maximum of ten days. If every riot is hunted like this, Qiao Ye may not be killed, but definitely exhausted.

"Your cultivation base has been upgraded to the second rank of Wu Zongjing!"

While thinking about it, he improved his cultivation base.

The Martial Spirit value required to upgrade the second-order Wuzong Realm to the third-rank has risen to 1.35 million, and it is necessary to accumulate Martial Spirit again.

After stuffing two medicinal pills from Zheng Xiaose's three people in his mouth, Qiao Ye poured some water in his palm, washed the blood on his face, and then left the cave and returned to the jungle.

After the night falls, although the creatures here will riot, the riots will not last forever, but intermittently. Last night was the first wave, and now it is a short period of tranquility.

Walking along the secret forest, you can see a large number of corpses. Some corpses are incomplete. The part of the corpse that belongs to the spiritual material has been taken away. Some corpses are complete. The people who killed each other and died were not in the hands of the guardian apprentices. Qiao Ye found out when he passed by, and naturally it was cheaper for Qiao Ye.

After about half an hour, Qiao Ye finally found a place to rest.

It was a towering giant tree, incomparably old and sturdy. The roots of the tree had already poured out of the ground, forming a large crisscross, and the gaps between the roots had become quite hidden hiding places.

Qiao Ye dripped a few drops of blood around the big tree, and then released a few night crows to park on the nearby tree to be alert. He took a breath, drank some water, and ate something, then closed his eyes and meditated, quickly recovering.

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