The city's doctor and martial artist

Chapter 785 Changes in the Southwest Battlefield
In the mid-air ahead, the self-destruct power of the soul slaves is really impressive. The remaining spiritual power in the surrounding area is almost completely washed away, only the terrifying soul power pervades the world.

"The soul king is so strong, I'm afraid he won't die so easily."

"Red Immortal Bamboo Flute, Ye has pinned his last hope on you..." Ye Fei only thought for a moment, then looked at the bamboo flute in his palm, his eyes showed determination.

Even a strong soul king is essentially a soul slave. If so, it is not impossible to subdue him.

As early as the very beginning of his attack, Ye Fei had made up his mind to use all his body healing techniques to seriously injure Shang Delu, and finally subdued him with the red fairy flute.

For a soul cultivator who has reached the soul king level, with such a state, it is indeed impossible for him to completely kill him, but if he can subdue him and become his soul slave, it is not impossible.

"Xiandi, give it to Ye Mou." Ye Fei shouted, and his figure flickered to bring out the afterimage.

At the same time, the soul power storm in front of him gradually dissipated, only Shang Delu in the center of the storm, just as Ye Fei thought, was seriously injured at this moment.

"Junior, what are you going to do?" Shang Delu didn't have time to stabilize his mind, but he saw Ye Fei rushing in front of him.

After a series of attacks just now, Shangdelu couldn't help showing horror in his eyes at this moment. He only had one thought in his mind at the moment, which was to do his best to block the attack of the person in front.

As for resisting, it has long been left behind by him. If he is injured at this moment, if he receives the same attack as before, he may be crippled.

"Soul Slave Shang Delu, don't surrender yet!" The sealing formula in Ye Fei's palm condensed, and then merged into the bamboo flute, and a dark red light came out from the fairy flute at the same time.

In the next moment, Shang Delu's figure was enveloped.

"You...you want to seal this king."

"This is the Red Immortal Flute." Shang Delu finally came to his senses, but it was too late to gather his soul power to resist at this time. When he was preparing to defend, he had already missed the last chance.

The radiance of the red fairy flute became more and more powerful with the integration of Ye Fei's formula.

In the mid-air ahead, Shangdelu's eyes showed unwillingness, but gradually his eyes became hollow, and the soul power on his body became stable. His own consciousness was swallowed by the red fairy flute, and he truly became a soul slave.

"It's done."

"It's not a loss to lose hundreds of soul slaves in exchange for a soul king." Ye Fei raised his hand and put the red fairy flute into the storage ring, while Shang Delu in front of him disappeared at the same time.

After doing all this, a smile appeared on the corner of Ye Fei's mouth.

After thinking for a moment, he moved his body and landed on the basin below. He first suppressed the injuries in his body, and then took out a triangular soul card from the storage ring.

"Hundred points of merit, worthy of being the soul king, in this way, I can relieve the suppression of my spiritual power." Ye Fei stared at the number on the soul card, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.

One hundred soul slaves can get one point of merit, one soul general can also be exchanged for one point of merit, and one soul king can be exchanged for one hundred points of merit.

……

But at this time, on the northwest battlefield, in the occupied area of ​​Fengcheng City's affiliated city, and in the commander's camp, there was a sudden exclamation.

"Ten meritorious deeds, ten points more all of a sudden?" Inside the camp, Xie Guangkun stared at his soul card, with a look of unconfidence on his face, and couldn't help but exclaim.

As the leader of the soul cultivator, it can be said that he knows that it is difficult to collect meritorious deeds, and this extra ten points means that the outsider has earned a hundred meritorious points in an instant.

"This, how is this possible."

"What the hell did this person do!" Xie Guangkun whispered again and again, thinking of Ye Fei at this moment, his eyes couldn't help showing fear.

Acquiring a hundred points of merit in an instant is extremely frightening when you think about it carefully. Even as the leader of the soul cultivator, this is the first time Xie Guangkun has encountered such a thing.

At the same time, Ye Fei stared at the soul card in his hand in an inconspicuous basin at the back of the Southwest Battlefield, close to the gathering point of the Tucheng, and also chose to meditate at this moment.

His spiritual consciousness was integrated into the soul card, and a voice resounded in the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Outsider, I am the Soul Emperor of Fengcheng."

"With more than a hundred meritorious deeds, you can release the suppression of spiritual power. You can also get a hundred soul orbs to enhance your own strength, and tell the emperor your choice." The soul emperor's voice was far away, echoing in Ye Fei's sea of ​​consciousness.

This so-called soul bead, Master Ku Yun had shown Ye Fei before, it was a bead full of soul power.

According to Master Ku Yun, the power contained in this bead is extremely pure, which is of great help to the cultivation of martial arts practitioners, but for Ye Fei, this bead is of little use.

Even if his strength could be improved, Ye Fei would probably not use it lightly. This bead came from the hand of the soul emperor, which made him feel very uneasy.

"I choose to lift the restriction on spiritual power." Ye Fei didn't hesitate too much, and then sent out a spiritual sense.

As his voice came out, a faint light suddenly burst out from the soul card, and in the next moment it completely enveloped his body.

"As you wish." The Soul Emperor's voice came from nothing at the same time.

The gloomy light enveloping Ye Fei's body gradually began to be swallowed by the spiritual light. The spiritual power in Ye Fei's body was surging out crazily at this moment, and his injuries were recovering rapidly at the same time.

On the ground, Ye Fei gently raised his arm, and a faint light wrapped his forward, sending out bursts of powerful force.

"The power of the witch body has also recovered..." Ye Fei smiled, and he had already recovered to his peak state at this moment.

Although this power belongs to him, Ye Fei at this moment still feels like a newborn.

The recovery of spiritual power in his body made Ye Fei full of confidence in finding the source of longevity. His eyes were bright and introverted, and his figure stepped into the air.

Now that his combat power is exploding, he can go directly to the southwest battlefield. Ye Fei doesn't care too much about his merit points. If he can subdue some soul slaves and generals, that would be great.

"After this battle, I need to rush to the main city of Fengcheng as soon as possible. I want to find the source of longevity. I'm afraid I have to meet the legendary soul emperor." Ye Fei murmured, and his figure disappeared in the into the air.

Although his strength has recovered, he still doesn't know where the source of longevity is hidden.

……

On the southwest battlefield, because of Ye Fei's relationship, the battle between the two affiliated cities had already started on the battlefield, and now it has gradually become more and more intense.

The two forces, the soul field in the camp is fully open.

Countless soul slaves and soul generals were fighting on the battlefield, their violent soul power surged and their roars continued.

"Outsiders obey orders and enter the battlefield with this commander!" On the side of the Fengcheng base, Lu Zheng was standing at the forefront of the crowd, with hundreds of soul slaves standing side by side behind him.

On Fengcheng's side, the leaders of the three major soul cultivators are obviously headed by Lu Zheng, who is undoubtedly the strongest among the three.

Beside Lu Zheng, the members of the Huaxia Yinmen, headed by Master Kuyun from the Buda Palace, were standing respectfully on the slope at the moment, with excitement showing in their eyes at the same time.

In the eyes of this disciple of the hidden sect, on the battlefield ahead, there are a large number of meritorious deeds waiting for them to collect, as long as they follow behind the commander, there is almost no danger to their lives.

"I'll wait and obey the commander's decree." Master Ku Yun quickly raised his hand and responded in a low voice.

The members of the Yin Sect at the side raised their hands and cupped their fists at the same time, looking at Lu Zheng with respectful expressions on their faces. After all, on the battlefield, their lives are entirely in the hands of this man.

"Very well, the soul slaves in the camp are the vanguard, you just wait for the outsiders to follow behind this commander."

"Two commanders, what are you waiting for?" Lu Zheng laughed loudly, turned his head and glanced at the two commanders Hunxiu in the distance, and then raised his hand and waved his sleeves in front of him.

Those two were Xie Guangkun and another leader named Lan Yunping. Behind them, there were also many soul slaves.

As the commanding soul generals, the soul slaves controlled by these three people are almost all over a hundred. Under the simultaneous attack, the army of hundreds of soul slaves rushed towards the battlefield ahead first.

In front of the battlefield, in the gathering place of Tucheng, there are also three commanders of soul cultivators, who will not let Fengcheng move forward in momentum.

"Kill!" With a deafening growl, the two soul slaves first fought together.

The berserk soul power was rampant over the battlefield basin, and Lu Zheng, who was on the uphill, did not hesitate at this time, leading the disciples of the hidden sect, and rushed into the formation immediately.

The other two leaders on the side chose to press the formation at the rear, and now is obviously not the time to go out with all their strength.

"Ling Yanji, you should go to the battlefield too. You don't have to worry about the soul slaves who are in command to protect you." On the hillside behind, Xie Guangkun smiled and turned to look at a red yarn beside him. woman.

"Thank you Commander." Ling Yanji smiled slightly, then raised her hand in salute.

Compared with other people in the hidden door, she is protected by a soul slave led by a single soul cultivator. After entering the battlefield, there is basically no need to worry about safety.

Xie Guangkun heard the words, quickly waved his hands and said: "There is no need to be too polite, I am friends with Patriarch Ye, and it is naturally my duty to protect your safety."

Since Xie Guangkun's soul card suddenly gained more than ten points of merit, this person's attitude towards Ling Yanji has also changed greatly, and he has obviously become much more easy-going.

On the hillside, Ling Yanji just chuckled, but didn't think much about it. After raising her hand again, she jumped up into the air. Naturally, she would not let go of this opportunity to collect meritorious deeds.

"Huh? That woman is..."

"Commander Xie, what do you mean?" On the battlefield ahead, Lu Zheng spotted Ling Yanji's figure almost instantly, and his face suddenly showed displeasure.

What happened in the camp last time made him aggrieved, and now that Ye Fei has not been seen, this person's entourage dared to show up in front of him alone.

(End of this chapter)