C312 (1/2)

When they heard doutian's call, Lin Feng and the little witch had any hesitation. They released their fighting spirits one after another and rushed to the waterfall.

Hu Jue was extremely angry. Unfortunately, Lei Wenhu was hurt by his broken soul and palm, and he felt powerless all over. He had to place his hope on several of his subordinates.

But no matter how fast they were, how could they stop Lin Feng and the little witch at the edge of the waterfall? They jumped out one by one, instantly crossed the restriction of the soul power barrier, and fell to the bottom of the valley.

”Two less.”

The three men bowed their heads and did not dare to look directly at Hu Jue.

”Poof!”

Hu Jue Qi coughed up blood, his eyes were red, and he was staring at the bottom of the waterfall, where the fog filled, and he couldn't see through at all.

He was unwilling, angry and more puzzled.

In the past three months, the Hu family has tried countless ways, but they can't break through the prohibition of the soul power barrier, including the release of the war spirit, but they still can't pass.

Why doutian they can go in, but they can't?

”War spirit?”

Hu Jue's pupils shrank, and he understood in a moment. Looking at two of his men, he said:

”go and tell my father to come as soon as possible.”

”Yes, er Shao.”

Two of them were puzzled, but they didn't dare to disobey Hu Jue's orders. Hu Jue didn't blame them, which was the greatest kindness to them.

If at ordinary times, with the character of Hu Jue, the three of them will lose their skin even if they don't die.

Hu Jue gazed at the courtyard in the distance through the waterfall, with a strange radian on the corner of his mouth, and said in his heart:

”it seems that this time I have to thank you for inheriting the Hunyuan battle saint for my Hu family.”

Just as Hu Jue thought, the reason why they were able to enter was that their war spirit class was very high, and the weakest was the five class spirit of heaven.

The only thing that puzzled him was that the fighting soul of doutian was only a battle at the level of erpin Xuanwen. Why could it pass the prohibition of the soul world.

Doutian and his party fell into the pool and swam to the bank. Doutian lay on the ground and gasped for breath. Just now, he was shocked by Hu Jue. He was hurt more than he was hurt.

”How are you, rascal?”

The little witch looks at Dou Tian worried.

”Not yet.”

Doutian had a bitter smile on his face. This time, he suffered a great loss. His own meridians were damaged, and the soul of hell and God was also badly hurt.

Generally speaking, it takes a lot of natural resources and local treasures to recover from the heavy losses of war souls, and it may not be able to recover completely.

However, doutian is glad that he has the atlas of the God of war. The atlas of the God of war can not only cure the body injury, but also cure the soul of war. Although the process is very slow, doutian really feels that the ghost of war is being repaired.

After half a tea break, they stood up and walked towards the valley.

The ancient trees are towering, the mist is swirling, and the aura of heaven and earth is dense and incomparable. There is no doubt that this is a holy land for cultivation, but the minds of several people are all focused on the courtyard in the middle of the small lake.

Hu Jue can think of it, and doutian several people can naturally think of it.

If this is really the cemetery of the strong in Hunyuan battle holy land, it is undoubtedly a great fortune.

After walking for an hour, doutian four came to the Bank of the small lake. It's not that they don't want to move on, but they have no way.

The lake is deep, with a thin layer of mist over the water, like a dream.

”I'll try.”

Lin Feng steps forward and releases the battle spirit of Yuhuang, a demon in prison. Behind him, a pair of black wings emerge. When the wings are shaken, Lin Feng suddenly flies up like a ROC.

Doutian people are nervous and excited. They hope Lin Feng can set foot on the central island, but they also want to inherit it.

Poop!

Before waiting for a few people to think about it, Lin Feng suddenly faltered and went straight to the lake.

”What's the matter?”

Fat man looks at Lin Feng like a drowned chicken.