The Charm of Soul Pets

Late at night, the whole desert was silent.

Chu Twilight did not continue to work with the four men, but took steps toward the back of the dune.

A thick layer of bloody smell perched on this basin, Chu Twilight stood on the ridge of the sand dune and looked at it, a vast pile of bloody corpses stacked across the basin.

Broken bug shell armor, broken limbs, cracked skulls, torn tails, these things mixed with body pulp and blood, wretched pieces, made people look nauseous and disgusting!

This is a thousand bodies!!

Chu Twilight doesn't know how long this guy fought or how powerful his soul pet is. Just seeing this bloody pile of bodies in the basin can already tell how terrible the Soul League Qin Night really is.

“Young lord, most of this is desert scorpion corpse, maybe enough venom for you.” Old Raccoon said.

“You collect the venom, I move on.” Chu Twilight said.

“Young master, are you still moving forward? These venoms should be enough.” Old Raccoon said.

“The soul pets need more exercise.” Chu Twilight said.

The spirits are always auxiliary objects. Only the constant battle soul pet can transcend them. Strength can become stronger. With all the fighting power still in full condition, Chu Twilight will not leave this eighth class of mystery like this. We must keep fighting!

“Young lord...” Old Raccoon looked at Chu Twilight with such determination that he didn't know what to say for a while.

Jumping directly from the 7th to the 8th, this is impossible for any one of my peers, and even to this 8th, he is still trying to go beyond, like a battle madman...

Old Raccoon began to regret letting Chu live too early in the crowded heavenly city, because Chu Twilight's heart was wild. Once he saw the peak of his visionary power, he would climb up completely tirelessly, regardless of whether he would fall to pieces with his hands like this...

“Fall into the abyss or climb to the highest peak of your soul.” The little raccoon old man stood around a bunch of corpses, and his eyes rarely showed complexity.

Old Raccoon is staring at Chu Twilight's back. This unwavering back reminds him that a long time ago, that man also had an unbelievable wildness!

Cold moon, lonely shadow, dead desert, left a flat row of footprints, slowly prolonging life to a further mysterious area, a region full of unknown and dangerous...

……

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Soul Palace

“Jia Jing, has Master Chu never come back?” The master of the palace asked.

Jia Jing slept until almost noon and suddenly the temple master appeared in Chu Twilight's room. She was surprised and hurried to kneel down to salute her.

“No... he didn't come back, Master Chu he never came back.” Jia Jing replied hastily, fearing that the master of the palace would blame himself for his laziness.

Jia Jing has been leisurely for almost three months. She has done almost nothing for the past three months. She sleeps and wanders every day. Jia Jing is still so leisurely as a waitress for the first time...

Without asking anything more, the temple lord took his steps and slowly walked out the door.

“Disconnect, take a few familiar to the sand, if you find Master Chu, bring him back immediately.” The lord of the temple commanded his men.

“Yes!” the man known as Leaving Marks hugged his fist beside the main temple.

……

“Chu Chen?? Lord Leakmark, more than a month ago I met a temple zor named Chu Chen in the former sand, I wonder if he is the one you are looking for?” Yamazaki hurried to the mark.

“Well, it should be him, you go with me.” Several of the men were selected and accompanied by Yamazaki.

Yamazaki's face revealed joy. Leaving marks is Lord Yu's best man, and his strength is even better. Normally, a seven-level soul pet artist like Yamazaki has no access to this level, rarely has access to it, and his heart is excited.

If you fly, it will also take at least six days from the city of heaven to the former sand area. More than a month ago, Yamazaki just walked out of the desert. I didn't expect to be in this hot zone again today.

Unlike the last time, this time Mountain Yang did not need to hike on those purposeless sands, but flew directly over the desert in the winged spirits of several spiritual palace masters such as Demarcation!

Fly unhindered in the air!! This is what any soul spoiler would expect!

The first taboo of ambiguity is flying. Flying in the air is tantamount to provoking all the flying souls of the entire eighth class of ambiguity. In the past, Yamazaki tried to jump to the eighth class of ambiguity without even thinking about it.

This time to follow the spiritual palace masters, but they are flying directly over the 8th class mysterious boundary. No wingspan soul dared to come up to stop them on the way. This feeling has never existed in Yamazaki!!

“Why are you looking for Chu Chen?” Yamazaki asked quietly. Being able to get a few experts to look for them can only indicate that the young man who was in the same team as them was very different.

“Don't ask too many questions, just show us the way.” The distance was faint, he said.

“Subordinate mouth...” Yamayasu was shocked, and did not dare to ask too many questions at the moment. He flew towards the sand that had separated him from Chu Twilight with several powerful men who had made him awe and awe.

……

In the desert, how easy it is to find someone to talk to, for days in a row, leaving marks and other people searching in the former sand, but never seeing any young people.

“My lord, he's not buried in this sand, is he?” A soul officer of the eighth grade said.

“Deep down, the lord of the temple tells us that he must be brought back to the temple.” The distraction was silent, he said.

“I remember walking in the direction of the rear sand, and noticing some footprints at the intersection of the front and rear sand, wondering if it was his.” Yamazaki said.

“He's a young man, and it's impossible to walk into the sand.” The soul officer said.

Frowning away from the marks, he glanced at the distant desert, hesitating for a moment: “Go back to the sand. ”

“Sir, we can't fly so comfortably in the rear sand...” The faces of several soul officers changed as they walked into the rear sand!

People here know that the rear sand is one of the scariest areas of the entire ancient wilderness, and even their soul officers, who have reached the eighth level, do not necessarily dare step in there.

There was nothing much to say about leaving the mark, and he flew directly in the direction of the rear sand with his winged soul spout.

The other spiritual officers couldn't say much, either, following the detachment to the rear sand where the tiger changed color.

There is no obvious border between the rear sand and the front sand, and many of the soul petitioners who have practiced in this desert suddenly realized that they were already in the rear sand after being caught in the siege of countless soul pets!

Nine of the rear sand rulers are everywhere, and the eight creatures are as numerous as the inferior ants.

“Moving forward should be outside the rear sand area, let's try not to fly, there are tens of thousands of dark vultures, accidentally die trapped in the air...” Yamayasu said with some palpitations.

After a glance at the cowardly mountain palace, he ignored his words and flew directly into the rear sand with his winged soul!

“My lord...” The other three soul officers looked at the deliberate isolation mark and were silent for a moment, completely following the isolation mark with a hard scalp.

Yamazaki's face was even more bitter at this time. The winged spiritual pet that is managed by the trace is one of the Seven Characters of the Soul Palace - the Ming Fairy Bird!

Tealeaf fairy bird is the monarch's soul pet, and this tealeaf fairy bird has reached the tenth stage. Indeed, it has the capital to fly directly in the rear sand.

The other spiritual officers are not mingling fairy birds, but their strength has reached the 9th section of the presidency and the 8th section of the monarch and above. There is a detachment escort, and I'm sure they will be fine.

However, his seven-level title palace is only managed by an eight-stage high-ranking peak leader, so let's not say he broke into the rear sand, dare to fly in the seventh class of lost territory is a suicide route...

“Tealeaf fairy bird, tealeaf fairy bird... how long will it take to get a seven-too holy pet?” Yamazaki looked at the gorgeous monarch-wing soul pet with a glow all over her body and said with envy.

……

Above the monarchy's teak fairy bird, standing quietly, gazing over the desert.

After entering the depths of the desert, the dunes became scarce and looked at the whole desert as if it were a golden ocean with many ripples, bordered by the blue sky at the end of the horizon.

“Phew ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~"

All of a sudden, the tea fairy bird made some sharp screams to remind her of what was in front of the mark.

The detachment developed a soul technique, and those eyes gradually became sharp, like a powerful eagle pupil!

“The fallen?” The trace of separation spoke to itself.

Appearing in a spotless field of view, a dressed, scaly man walks on foot in a crisis-ridden desert landscape without a soul spoil.

Behind this man lies a long row of desert footprints, which also make it clear that he has come a long, long way.

“Go down and take a look.” Leaving marks said to his tea fairy bird.

Tea fairy birds fall extremely fast. Nearly kilometers of altitude actually arrive in the desert in just a few seconds, and this rate of meteor fall, only after a fierce flare of wings, all the impact is dissolved...

“Hoo-hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo.”

When the tea fairy bird landed on the ground, a tornado swept towards the area around hundreds of meters...

The wind sand confronted the scarred hardship, the hardship did not look like any escape, took that heavy stride, the sand continued to walk forward, this wing airflow of the teak fairy bird did not cause any obstruction to his steps...

“How dare you ask Master Chu?” The man, who had been tortured by the wind, the sand, the fighting, the killing and some misery, was carefully measured and asked in a questionable tone.

The vagrant raised his head slowly, and the black atheistic eyes gradually had some rotation, opening his dry lips long after, with a dull voice:

“It's me!”

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