Chapter 258: Hunting (3rd update, please subscribe!)
As for the current role of the high-level undead...
Fang Ling has no shortage of combat power, except for this one, which is of little use for the time being.
It is just to find a reasonable place for countless soul bones in the future, and it is also a container for accumulating power.
With the help of controlling the dead spirits, one can enhance his own thinking. How can one not concentrate his strength? Not to mention how much power the few dead spirits can provide at this moment, in order to become a god, there will always be more in the future, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or even millions...
If I could accumulate them successfully, then I would have nothing to fear in this world!
It will be enough to have an extremely powerful attack in the future.
Standing on the bird's back and pretending to be a master, Fang Ling satisfied his sudden desire to play, but then retracted it.
It’s faster to fly by yourself.
Although the flying soul skill from the Blue Silver Emperor sounds strange, it is after all a 200,000-year-old soul bone, and is indeed much faster than the Snow Owl, which is only at the Soul King level.
Fang Ling opened up his senses to the fullest and continued searching in this ice canyon.
After walking for a while, they suddenly discovered a huge cavity in the thick ice layer underground, and they could smell the breath of quite a few soul beasts from it.
"This looks like an ice rat?"
A hint of thought flashed across Fang Ling's eyes.
The ice rat is generally pale blue in color, with white hair on its head, red eyes, and a long, thin tail.
This is not a very powerful soul beast, and it can only live for a thousand years at most, and it is rare to see it for ten thousand years.
Wan Nian is no bigger than an average buffalo.
It has sharp claws and thick incisors, and can use the power of ice to create ice blades, giving its sharp claws a pair of ice claws. It looks majestic, but as mentioned before, it is not very powerful.
Encountering enemies, no, not encountering enemies.
They use thick layers of ice for defense.
Their sharp claws are used to break through solid ice, and the ice rats' unique use of soul power makes them good at digging holes under the ice.
This creates a channel for air circulation.
The huge incisors are used to dig ice soil and cultivate plants or mushrooms, commonly known as "turning the soil".
This is an extremely special kind of planting soul beast that is not good at anything.
Fang Ling happened to know this kind of soul beast.
Since he knows some basic planting methods, he must be quite intelligent. However, his strength is not that strong, so he cannot pose any threat to a severely injured resentful spirit.
The thick layer of ice can't provide any defense against the resentful spirits which have ice-attributed heaven and earth elemental energy in their origin and are energy bodies.
The swarm of ice rats is a rare healing medicine for the resentful spirit! Thinking of this, Fang Ling's mind suddenly became clear.
The ice layer was so thick that he couldn't see clearly whether there were any means left by the resentful spirit, so he would go down! Naturally, he would not choose to dig, there was a more convenient method.
He restrained his breath, the black light flickered slightly, and he urged the Silver Emperor Flash to arrive at the huge cavity under the ice.
Here, century-old ice mice the size of cats are working hard, and thousand-year-old ice mice the size of calves are using their sharp claws and incisors to open up more land, and the sound of chiseling ice is endless.
The ten-year-olds take care of the cubs, transport and store food...
The only one that lived for ten thousand years was producing more offspring.
It seems that everyone has their responsibilities, no one is vacant, and there is peace everywhere...
But Fang Ling sensed it and saw it!
The resentment and insignificant dead air that permeated the minds of these mice.
It’s the spirit of resentment!
Instantly expanding his perception, Fang Ling discovered that the spirit of resentment was deeper underground, hiding in a large cave dug by the ice rat controlled by it to recuperate!
This place was blocked by the ice rat with the help of the natural ice layer. The cold ice-attributed energy of heaven and earth isolated Fang Ling's perception. No wonder he couldn't notice it.
His soul power suddenly erupted, and Fang Ling hunched over and came to the front of the spirit of resentment.
As expected, I ate a lot of tail gas.
The spirit of resentment is a body of pure energy and its reaction is not slow.
It has human consciousness and is an energy body. It does not have high requirements for the size of space, so the space is deliberately made small to prevent someone from using space teleportation to launch a surprise attack.
The spirit of resentment sensed the arrival of the person and was horrified.
Its memory of the genius soul master who had dealt it a severe blow was so profound that it was almost engraved in its very being.
When he saw the six profound ten thousand year soul rings, he was frightened to the extreme. How come he didn't know that this person was coming for his soul rings?
Energy surged wildly, and the spirit of resentment immediately tried to escape through the ice.
At the same time, he also used a spiritual soul skill, hoping to delay the enemy for a while.
Fang Ling could clearly feel a mental force filled with resentment, regret, and all kinds of negative emotions rushing towards his head.
Resentment wanted to invade his brain.
Unfortunately, it's useless.
Whether it is the will of the warrior or the will of death originating from the realm.
Or the trick of passively sharing the mental attack with the undead, none of them can be broken through by this seemingly powerful but actually empty spiritual soul skill.
The resentful spirit realized it was useless and fled as fast as it could, hoping that the ice layer could act as a hindrance.
The ice layer is indeed thick. The cave dug using the natural black ice deep inside has extremely strong defense. Even the ultimate force of death cannot completely erode it in one go.
But everyone has their own expertise, and to Fang Ling, this is nothing.
Activating the fourth soul ring, the purple silk shines with dreamy and magnificent starlight, illuminating the deep and dark ice cave.
The power to break the law is attached to the sickle blade.
Fang Ling swung his sickle and chased after it. The sickle blade was like a hot knife cutting through butter, breaking through the ice smoothly, and then caught up with the spirit of resentment and cut off a piece of its body.
The spirit of resentment was in extreme pain, and red and black flames burned on its body again. After a flash of lightning, the next moment when the sickle blade approached, it rushed out along the ice.
Without any hesitation, it returned to the ground.
Since the ice layer has no blocking effect, it is natural that it flies faster in the sky!
"You are burning your essence again and running away... let's see how much essence you still have to burn!" Fang Ling sneered and also activated his soul skill to flash to the ground.
The red and black clouds were dragging blood-red flames at their tails, and they quickly flew very far away, almost disappearing into the horizon.
However, this bright remaining soul power is as dazzling as a torch.
You're heading towards the depths of the Far North. Do you really think I'll be too scared to chase you?
Fang Ling could still see the direction from a distance, and injected his soul power into the soul bone without any hesitation.
Although the flying expertise of two hundred thousand years is not as fast as the flying speed of the Spirit of Resentment, a special energy body, after burning its origin, it is not slow either.
The spirit of resentment was running in front, always paying attention to what was behind him, so Fang Ling was never left behind.
"Damn it, damn it!" it cursed fiercely.
Why am I so unlucky that someone has to come and hunt for my soul ring to go against me?
Six soul rings are only soul emperors, how could they ignore his mental attacks? And why are they all ten thousand years old?
Could it be that he has twin martial souls and he has already started practicing the second martial soul?
Judging from the soul power he released, although it is strong, he is only at the level of a quasi-soul saint!
As a soul beast that excels at mental attacks, it can still see this.
I can’t figure it out. I really can’t figure it out.
The Spirit of Resentment couldn't understand it. He had never seen such a powerful Soul Emperor before.
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