Mystical Supreme Martial Soul

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At the beginning, in order to appease the six players, the spirit mines opened by the blood spirits were divided into [-]%, [-]% of the blood spirits, and [-]% of the players.

Originally this was nothing, it was barely enough for players to practice.

But this month, the blood spirits have come every three days, and every time they have taken away all the spiritual liquid produced by the spirit mines.

Anyone who dares to hide will be beheaded

Now in this novice village, most players have chosen to quit the game and no longer log in.

There were originally tens of thousands of novice players in the novice village, but now there are only more than [-] people.

These people are unwilling to be mediocre, obsessed with cultivation players

But now they are desperate

The things produced by the spiritual mine were plundered, and their cultivation base could not be improved at all.

"If that's the case, then don't blame us, kill them all"

The blood spirit grinned grimly, and the long Ge in his hand slammed out.

One after another sharp edge came out, invincible

"Brothers, before you quit the game, teach them a lesson"

There was also a hint of madness in the young man's eyes, and behind him, hundreds of players rushed out

"buzzing"

One after another Martial Soul came out from the sky, and the breath was amazing, and the streamer fell down one after another, turning into various magical martial arts, and venting out.

Too bad it's too weak

The cultivation base of the blood spirit has reached the ninth level of the Dragon Terrace, and between the sharp edges, the blood-colored edge illuminates the sky and emerges from the sky.

All of a sudden, the magical powers of the six players were defeated.

"go to hell"

The blood spirit's eyes were ferocious and bloodthirsty, and the edge continued to be pressed down.

"quit the game"

The young man roared loudly.

Up to now, even if they are reluctant to give up, they can only choose to quit the game, and at least they can save one life.

brush

Just as these hundreds of players were about to quit the game, a figure flew over at an extreme speed.

咚

The figure fell over the city wall, followed by a burst of golden light.

This

When the metal vibrato burst out, those players who were planning to quit the game were shocked to see that the murderous edge was shattered by the young man's finger.

The blood-colored rays of light vented, making the place become misty.

"Who is he? I feel so familiar"

"It's the God of Chu"

"God Chu actually appeared here"

"Haha, it's God Chu, we are saved"

In the pupils of the originally desperate six players, the light of hope burst out at this time.

"who is it"

The sinister smile on Xue Ling's face was sluggish, and he looked at the sky above the fortress in disbelief.

Although the blow just now was random, it also contained [-]% of its power.

It was broken by someone's finger

"roll"

Chu Feng stood above the fortress, his clothes flying like a god, looking down at Xue Ling and others.