Chapter 45： My biggest feature is long-lasting (1/2)

”Is there such a rule in the hunting forest?” Wang Feng asked in surprise.

”Not really, it's useless to just kill. The spirit ring is wasted for nothing, so when you enter the hunting forest, unless you encounter a suitable spirit beast, most of the spirit beasts of the three of us will not be killed. The fighting ability will do.”

Ling Blade explained with a smile, ”However, some soul masters are more bloodthirsty, and they may hunt soul beasts even if they don't use soul rings. Everyone's pursuit is different.”

Wang Feng nodded, it is indeed reasonable. If there is no one in the future to hunt the soul beast alone, there is no need to kill the soul beast.

seems to be more able to exercise.

”I will help you recover, try to keep it full.” Wang Feng suggested.

”Do you have enough spirit power?” Silk gave him a puzzled look, ”We consume very little, but you are only sixteenth level. You shouldn't have much spirit power? Isn't it wasteful to supplement us like this?”

”No, no, it's a waste.”

Wang Fengba didn’t need to use some spirit power, so he directly used the spirit power to spur the golden lotus to supply the three of them. “Besides, I think the spirit power should be kept as full as possible. If one encounters a large and powerful soul beast, it will be more dangerous. If you don’t, it’s easy to deal with.”

Si Rong was taken aback, thinking about it, after all, after encountering a large soul beast, there was no extra time to supplement it.

When giving Silkong and Ling Blade the first recovery of their spirit power, they finally felt the sourness of the old black.

”Old Hei, it's quite vigorous! The whole body is crumpled and numb... This soul power is restored, which is interesting.”

A thief smile appeared on Ling Blade's face.

Si Rong smiled.

followed.

The four of them have been hunting soul beasts all afternoon.

It's just that most of them didn't kill them, they just made these soul beasts lose their fighting power and slowly recover.

”It's night, I haven't encountered a suitable 800-year-old soul beast, and my luck is too bad.”

Ling Blade leaned on the tree, exhausted.

Lao Hei also sat on the ground, his sturdy body shrugging.

Sirong also has dense sweat on her face.

Only, Wang Feng still looked ahead vigorously.

One afternoon, his soul power has been consuming and consuming, but as soon as he stopped to meditate at this time, his cultivation speed became much faster.

It seems that the more you consume, the faster your meditation practice will be.

just now was fighting a seven-hundred-year-old soul beast. Although they were defeated, the three of them were very tired.

”Three, do you want to add?” Wang Feng still rang out in full of breath.

The three of them looked at Wang Feng at different times, and couldn't help but said together: ”Do you still have spirit power?”

This afternoon, I encountered at least ten soul beasts. Normally, three people can fight four soul beasts in a row at most, so it needs to be supplemented.

, with this kid named Thanos constantly supplementing, he bluntly fought ten soul beasts in a full state!

At this time, he still has soul power, to supplement everyone?

”No...Xiao Mie, you really only have level 15?” Old Hei scratched his head, ”I haven't seen a recovery type spirit master. Even if it is more than 20 levels, it doesn't last as long as you?”

”No way, my biggest characteristic is long-lasting.” Wang Feng smiled embarrassedly.

His soul power is compressed, although it is only fifteenth level, but in fact the soul power is extremely durable, and the meteor tears have an automatic recovery effect.

At this time, he still has one-fifth of his soul power.

Moreover, Wang Feng felt that he should be close to level 16.

Although Wang Feng did not directly participate in the battle this afternoon, he has been consuming his soul power!

”...” Old Black.

”You kid, young, likes to say something bad.” Lingbian's eyes rolled, a smile that a man understands appeared on his face, ”However, you are no longer ordinary and lasting! We can't bear it anymore. Live, right? Sister Silkong, can you still bear it?”

boom!

As soon as Ling Blade finished speaking, Silk Rong slapped him on the back of the head.

”You are brave, even I dare to molested?” Silkong glared at Ling Ren.

Wang Feng laughed a few times.

After fighting all afternoon, he felt that a few people were good.