Douluo: My spirit is the earth

Susu!

Susu!

A series of footsteps were even chaotic, but gradually became clearer.

At this time, in the dense forest of the official road, a soul master who looked like a zombie staggered over.

He was very tall, and his black robe stretched out and shriveled up quickly. He looked fat and thin at times. Moreover, his footsteps were very light when he ran, and the wind was loud, which affected his center when he ran.

An Yichen carefully glanced at the soul master who quickly finished half of the roasted suckling pig, and then cautiously glanced ahead. This glance made him unable to move away anymore.

At the same time, he choked up a hard look. Although there was no Adam's apple, the gurgling sound was particularly clear at this time.

The visitors were four soul masters, each with four soul rings suspended on their bodies. This was a team of five evil soul masters!

But that wasn't what frightened An Yichen the most. At this moment, he just felt that the evil soul master was so scary!Especially for one of the soul masters who is skin and bones, he can accept it if he is simply skinny. After all, as long as he is not a god, he will be covered with dry skin and bones when he gets old.

But this soul master is different. He has too much skin, and his whole face is completely drooped and wrinkled to the point where the skin and bones are completely separated into two layers. When he runs, the skin on his left face can slap his right face, and when he rocks back and forth, his face can become blurry. Shut up.

Especially the opponent's eyebrows, one layer of which is sewn crookedly with silk thread, and the skin at the corners of the eyes is rolled up, which should prevent the skin on the forehead from covering the eyes.

At this moment, the square eyes under the opponent's eyebrows were looking at him, and they were still radiating with desire. Is this a soul master who has traveled from the doomsday?

Two time-travel experiences in one, An Yichen wants to give a bad review!

The zombie soul master stood in front of An Yichen and shouted carelessly, "Dead Bat, you are indeed my good brother, you actually left this brat to me!"

The bat soul master slowly took out a napkin from his sleeve, wiped his mouth gracefully, and said, "Of course, we have been good friends since childhood. I have taken you with me since I became an evil soul master. It’s just the blood of a kid, hiccup~”

The zombie soul master was originally very happy, but when the bat soul master burped, he suddenly froze.

After running away for several days, I could only eat some burnt meat to deal with two mouthfuls. How could the other party hiccup!

snort!snort!

The zombie soul master opened his nostrils and twitched his nose twice. The smell of roasted suckling pig meat instantly hit his brain!

He looked away from An Yichen, slowly turned to the bat soul master next to him, and said with serious eyes, "I smell a kind of roasted suckling pig, do you smell it?"

The bat soul master twitched his nose twice, and then said, "Is there any? Why didn't I smell it? Hiccup~"

At this time, even the other three soul masters who had just come over smelled a meaty aroma, so they all focused on the bat soul master.

An Yichen observed the situation carefully. The strong soul master should be the leader, because the cold-faced man on the left and the paralyzed man on the right were centered on him, and the bat soul master dared to deal with the zombie soul master at will, but it looked like His eyes were a little dodgey when he looked at this powerful soul master.

He immediately took two steps forward, then stood opposite the strong soul master, and said excitedly, "You are evil soul masters, right?"

Ignoring the tense atmosphere around him, An Yichen continued, "Are you still recruiting people now? I, An Yichen, am the strongest defensive soul master in the mainland! I also want to become an evil soul master! Can you let me do the same? to join you guys!"

"Hahaha! Are you the only one who is the number one defensive soul master in the mainland?" The zombie soul master had already figured out the source of food. He was not in a hurry to drink blood, so he wanted to tease him.

The bat soul master wanted to speak, but when he came to his mouth, he just burped. He had eaten a little urgently just now. He was looking at An Yichen's neck, and now he wanted to quench his thirst.

The soul master leader's face twitched, he looked at the paralyzed man next to him who had never spoken before, and said in a low voice, "Kid, are you the only one who still wants to be an evil soul master?"

An Yichen controlled his soul power, stretched his hand forward, and the Earth Martial Spirit appeared quietly. At the same time, he patted his chest and said, "My Martial Spirit is the Earth Martial Spirit! It is naturally as powerful as the earth's defense. So far, No one can break my martial spirit!"

After saying that, he controlled the soul power to flow towards the Earth Martial Spirit. The Earth Martial Spirit quickly expanded to a diameter of two meters. An Yichen said proudly, "As long as I release the Earth Martial Spirit, no one can move it to catch me." !”

The zombie soul master sneered, "You brat! If I'm not mistaken, your soul power should only be level five, right? It seems that you must have graduated as a junior soul master. You can't even go to the intermediate soul master academy. You are only at level five." Soul power, if you still want to be an evil soul master, just be a snack!"

An Yichen's face instantly stiffened when he heard this, and he lowered his head silently. His will seemed very depressed. At the same time, he once again recalled the scene he saw after returning home in his previous life, a colored hat, and shouted in his heart, "You bitch man and woman, help me." I'll take the head!"

Raising his head again, An Yichen's eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes, and the originally blue pupils were now faintly exuding an evil purple color. He looked at the zombie soul master with stern eyes, like a wild beast. He yelled, "Asshole, say one more thing!"

The zombie soul master's face froze, his face twitched violently, and he whispered in an equally hoarse voice, "You brat! I think you're looking for death!"

After saying that, he walked straight towards An Yichen. The leader of the evil soul master squinted at the paralyzed man next to him, and then raised his head slightly.

"Fat Ding, wait!"

The voice was soft and weak, but the zombie soul master stopped, a hint of vigilance flashed in his eyes, and he turned to look at the paralyzed man with a very confused expression.

The man with facial paralysis no longer paid attention to the other party, but looked at An Yichen quietly. The blue eyes had turned into an extremely strange blue-purple at this time, and an occasional gray light flashed in the pupils. , full of the smell of death.

The man with facial paralysis nodded slightly, and then a stiff smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Very nice eyes."

hum!

The space shook slightly, and a blood-red long sword appeared in the hand of the paralyzed man. At the same time, he slowly raised the long sword with one hand, and the soul power in his body was also surging rapidly, and a slight soul power pressure moved towards It spread around, and finally the sword hovered at the tip of An Yichen's nose.

An Yichen's eyes didn't change at all. If the opponent wanted to attack him, he could survive the first wave, and then he could only fight with all his strength. In this situation, he once again recalled the feeling when he was attacked by Tang San, and his pupils It shrunk slightly, and its eyes were full of vigilance and coldness.

brilliant!

A deep yellow light suddenly illuminated the surroundings, and the third soul skill belonging to the facially paralyzed man was quietly activated. The soul power in the blood-red long sword's martial soul surged like flowing blood, and then he suddenly moved toward He stabbed An Yichen, and at the same time shouted, "Third soul skill! Heart-piercing thorn!"