The city's doctor and martial artist

Chapter 772 Searching for the Soul General
In the open space of the valley, after being stunned for a long time, Ling Yanji slowly came to her senses this time.

"Lord Ye, you, you can subdue ten soul slaves..." Ling Yanji put away her soul generals, then walked forward, and asked softly when looking at the person ahead.

There are only five soul slaves in the Nascent Soul Realm, and ten soul slaves in the Tongshen Realm. She saw Ye Fei's five soul slaves yesterday, and there is obviously only one explanation for the current situation.

Ye Fei looked as usual, and after taking a deep look at Ling Yanji, the idea of ​​forming a soul slave army had already sprouted in his heart.

"That's it."

"Let me ask you, can your soul general fight against other soul generals in the desolate basin?" The expression on Ye Fei's face showed a bit of seriousness at this moment.

Building an army of soul slaves is undoubtedly the most difficult at the beginning, and subduing soul generals is by no means an easy task.

But if Ye Fei can subdue Soul General in an instant, the speed at which he can snowball will undoubtedly be terrifying.

Hearing this, Ling Yanji thought for a moment, then nodded lightly. There was basically no big difference in the combat power of the soul generals. If they fought alone, it would be difficult to determine the outcome in a short time.

"but."

"Lord Ye, I believe you also know that every soul general has a lot of soul slaves, and the organized soul slaves have terrifying combat power." Ling Yanji responded softly with her usual expression.

The strength of the soul slaves is very uneven, but generally the soul slaves under the soul generals have at least a few soul slaves whose combat power reaches the rank of Nascent Soul.

After Ye Fei finished listening, he smiled lightly and said again: "You only need to support the soul general, and leave the other things to me."

After the two chatted, Ling Yanji didn't dare to ask more questions, so they left the valley together.

Penglai Desolate Basin, there are many soul generals in this area, scattered in the basin, each has its own territory, some martial arts, rarely go to disturb them rashly.

The combat strength of the soul general is comparable to that of the gods, and there are many soul slaves guarding it. It is really difficult for ordinary martial arts to fight against it easily.

In the basin, the two moved forward all the way. Under the leadership of Ye Fei, they found a soul general in a short time. It was a small battlefield open space, and it was not the first time he had come to this place.

"Bronze Armored Soul General..." Beside a huge black stone, a cold light flashed in Ye Fei's eyes, and he looked forward.

It can be seen that not far ahead, a group of tall soul slaves are wandering aimlessly. In the center of these soul slaves, there is a mighty soul general in bronze armor standing beside him.

"Last time, I chased and killed Ye, and today I will take you under the knife." Ye Fei murmured, then turned his head to look at the person beside him, and nodded slightly to him.

Ling Yanji at the side immediately understood, and saw her take a step forward, the spiritual power surged in her palm, and with a wave of her hand, a soul general with a big sword appeared in midair.

"Roar." The Great Sword Soul General let out a strange cry, and then rushed forward suddenly with a whistling sound.

The movement beside the black boulder quickly attracted the attention of the group of territorial spirit beasts in front. The bronze armored spirit general at the head roared back at the same time, and instantly formed the formation.

The soul slave rushed forward, and the bronze-armored soul general pressed the formation, rolling towards Ling Yanji's soul general.

Beside the black stone in the rear, Ye Fei and Ling Yanji were hiding their bodies at this time, and did not act rashly, but kept watching the battle of the soul beasts ahead.

"Lord Ye, the opponent's soul general has soul slaves to help him. We only have one soul general, so we won't last long." Ling Yanji controlled the soul general, and reminded Ye Fei at this time.

On the battlefield ahead, as soon as the two sides came into contact, Ling Yanji's soul general was already at a disadvantage.

"Who are we to say we only have one?" Ye Fei's eyes narrowed, and the red bamboo flute under his hand fell into his palm.

The spiritual light merged into it, and with the flickering of a few red lights, six soul slaves appeared out of thin air and appeared in front of the two of them. Under Ye Fei's control, they frantically rushed towards the distant battlefield.

Ling Yanji on the side was stunned, and she couldn't help showing doubts on her face. Even if six ordinary soul slaves were added, it seemed impossible to change the situation on the battlefield ahead.

The soul slaves under the soul general have all been strengthened by the soul general. Compared with Ye Fei's ordinary soul slaves, they are obviously stronger.

"Qing Tong, would you like to play a song for Ye Mou?" Ye Fei laughed loudly, another red light flashed.

I saw a soul slave wearing light-colored plain clothes with ancient patterns and holding a guqin in his arms. His plain appearance gave people a kind of simple beauty, appearing beside the two of them.

"Yes, master." Qingtong responded softly, and then sat down on the ground.

Beside the black stone at this time, Ling Yanji's eyes flashed again, and she couldn't help but feel a little shocked. This is what she saw. The seven soul slaves owned by Master Ye have already surpassed the standard of Nascent Soul Realm by too much.

The melodious sound of the piano sounded rhythmically, and the sense of sadness in the sound was still there, but this time, it played a somewhat high-pitched and undulating rhythm from time to time, as if it was matching the battle ahead.

"Ling Yanji, you stay here to restrict the movement of that soul general, and leave the rest to me." Ye Fei smiled lightly, and immediately stepped into the air, and walked forward.

In the blink of an eye, he had already entered the battlefield, fighting shoulder to shoulder with his soul slave.

On the basin, the sound of the zither was still there. Ye Fei was holding the red fairy flute. Afterimages appeared from his figure, and his soul was locked in an instant. There was a faint light in the front of his fist, and then he punched suddenly.

"Boom!" A loud explosion spread all around.

Under the huge force, the soul slave was directly blasted to the ground, Ye Fei did not neglect at all, the spiritual power in his palm quickly condensed, a rune seal was formed, and he raised his hand to touch the soul slave's forehead.

On the ground, the Soul Slave, who was struggling desperately, quickly became quiet.

"Broken, condensed." Ye Fei shouted repeatedly, and wiped off the soul slave's body with one finger, the soul general's breath seal formula, and added his own seal seal formula at the same time.

The whole process can be said to be done in one go. After the Yin Jue was formed, that soul slave became the eighth soul slave in Ye Fei's hands at the moment, and Ling Yanji who was behind also instantly understood Ye Fei's thoughts.

Beside the black stone, when she saw the eighth soul slave being subdued, the surprise on her face was already a little uncontrollable.

But it was only a moment of shock, and Ling Yanji quickly calmed down. There were many soul slaves on the battlefield ahead. According to Ye Fei's ability to subdue ten of them, it seemed that the situation in the field could not be changed.

"Unless..." Ling Yanji's eyes flickered, and she quickly raised her eyes to look forward again.

Following his gaze, he saw that in the battlefield ahead, Ye Fei did not stop moving after subduing the first soul slave, and immediately rushed to the second soul slave beside him.

In less than 2 minutes, with the cooperation of his own soul slave, the second soul slave was quickly subdued.

"Ninth."

"The tenth."

"No. 11... this." Ling Yanji beside the black stone showed disbelief on her face. When she saw that the number of soul slaves Ye Fei had subdued surpassed ten, the shock in her heart was beyond words to describe. .

"Could it be that Lord Ye, like those top powerhouses in the East and West, can subdue twenty soul slaves?" Ling Yanji couldn't help but wonder inwardly after she calmed down a little.

But after thinking about it, she quickly put this idea behind her. She knew Ye Fei better, and if it was just a simple limit of twenty, he would never consume the quota so casually.

As time went by, on the battlefield ahead, Ye Fei had more and more soul slaves, and the disadvantage of the situation was instantly reversed.

Not long after, the bronze-armored soul general was already isolated and helpless. Under the control of Ye Fei, the surrounding soul slaves completely enveloped it, and there were soul generals of the same level suppressing it, so they couldn't escape the encirclement at all.

"Hiss..." The bronze-armored soul general let out a low growl, and then suddenly punched Ling Yanji's soul general back.

"Master Ye, be careful, the strength of this soul general is stronger than the one subdued by the slave family." Seeing this scene, Ling Yanji couldn't help but reminded her.

Both belong to the level of soul generals, Ling Yanji's soul generals are obviously weaker.

Obviously it was because of this that Ling Yanji had to subdue that big sword soul general, but even if she was weak, it took a lot of energy and time for her to subdue it back then.

At the same time, at this moment, on the battlefield ahead.

The bronze-armored soul general seemed to be completely enraged, roaring and furious, its twinkling pupils fixedly stared at Ye Fei, and at the same time rushed towards him crazily.

"Suppression." Ye Fei looked calm, raised his hand and pointed forward.

In front of him, nearly twenty soul slaves, fearless at the moment, all rushed forward to the bronze armored soul general,
"Lianhua sword, cut." Ye Fei jumped up at the same time, the fairy treasure ice sword did not fall into his palm, and the spiritual power in his body has not recovered now, using this sword is undoubtedly the best choice.

Before the words fell, a cut mark swept out, piercing the slightly dim sky.

"Bang!" The cut mark fell and hit the soul general steadily, the power of the fairy treasure is extraordinary.

The bronze-armored soul general, who was originally huge, was knocked back a few steps at this moment. Although he was not injured, the anger in his pupils became more and more obvious at this moment, and the low growl was very ear-splitting.

"Give it to Ye Mou." Ye Fei snorted, and the rune imprint surged in his palm.

On the basin below, the group of soul slaves subdued by Ye Fei immediately rushed up while the bronze armored soul beast was being shaken back. Not far behind, Ling Yanji's big sword soul slave also rushed forward at this moment.

Under this kind of powerful suppression, the wild bronze armored soul slave in front of him, no matter how strong his combat power was, would not be able to escape the fate of being suppressed at this moment.

Small beads of sweat emerged from Ye Fei's brows. In this space, there was already an invisible force of suppression, which made the mobilization of spiritual power extremely slow, and he was injured. Under such consumption, he couldn't help but feel Somewhat exhausted.

(End of this chapter)