Communication is the biggest problem for demon souls, and the laws of heaven are fair, plus the wind element that Shahu is naturally close to. Once the wind element is communicated with, the raging winds in the world of Cunsi will be daunting.

If I were to cast this wind-related spell, the power should be less than half of the one summoned by the soul of Silly Tiger.

But even so, if Shahu competes with my spells, he will only lose. Just because it communicates with the wind element, I can calmly cast two spells.

Sometimes it’s really scary to think about it, because the combination of advantages and advantages is really more than just the result of one plus one equals two, it will be infinitely magnified.

Over there, the monster was still looking at me proudly. The next moment, its figure swayed and it flew towards me actively. Maybe it stubbornly thought that I was a 'weak'. If a 'weak'

The fact that it can attack so actively shows that it has not completely conquered me. This seems a bit

The insidious monster probably wants to not only devour me, but also completely conquer me psychologically. I don’t know if it’s my illusion, but I always feel that it looks at Silly Tiger with an unusual look of contempt and disdain. This kind of

Disdain does not mean looking down on Silly Hu based on his strength, but that he is naturally superior.

Just like, when it comes to football, some people from the football kingdom, even though they are not players themselves, can still look down on me, the Chinese. This is a sense of superiority brought about by region and group.

And I don't understand where this sense of superiority comes from. Why does it look down on my majestic silly tiger with such a strange appearance? But I can't stop and quarrel with it.

I already have a complete plan in my heart, just like I don't understand why the wind element can act on the soul to increase the speed of the soul itself, but I can do it the moment it pounces, I still dodge subconsciously, but this time

The dodge was in vain in the face of the absolute speed. I simply used the force of its collision, and then exerted force in the opposite direction, instantly distanced myself from the monster.

Inevitably, the tearing effect caused by the opposite direction was greater. In this collision, the largest piece of flesh and blood was torn off of me, almost from the back to the shoulder blades.

"Roar", severe pain, and then I couldn't help but scream miserably, but at this moment, the violent wind element was quickly compressed into small vortices one after another, gradually forming my wings!

How did I do this? I am also confused myself. Why would I think of compressing the wind element into this shape to form such wings? In my memory, Silly Tiger has appeared in such a form, even better than this form.

Even scarier forms have appeared, but they were in incomparable circumstances, because they were in very special places, such as the Dragon Tomb and the Lake of Ten Thousand Ghosts, a place that has almost escaped the existence of this world.

In a normal place, I wouldn't dare imagine that a stupid tiger would grow such a wing-like body.

I didn't think much about it. I thought it was just the instinct of the stupid tiger. I couldn't think too much about the wind elemental behavior, just because at this time, the monster rushed towards me again, but this time, I clearly understood

I felt the lightness of my body, and the moment it rushed towards me, I passed by it!!

Finally, I finally got a breakthrough speed. I was also shocked by how powerful the demon soul is. As long as it passes the communication level, whether it is compressed elements or strokes, it is much stronger than humans.

, it is completely done by force of soul power.

However, they don't have the ability to think about the application of magic. If Silly Hu does such a sophisticated application on his own, he may not be able to think of it in his lifetime.

I'm thinking that even the wind wings it had before were only formed instinctively, not by deliberately compressing the wind element.

With such a speed, I am not afraid of the monster attacking again and again. There is a saying that in the world of martial arts, only fast ones are unbeatable. That means that as long as you have an advantage in speed, at least you can guarantee that you will not be hurt.

, can also speed up your attack frequency.

Therefore, in the subsequent confrontations again and again, Silly Tiger did not suffer any damage, but what is annoying is that Silly Tiger could not hurt the monster, because at a similar speed, the competition was soul power.

Silly Tiger definitely has no advantage, so how can he fight that monster head-on?

I need soul power, I roared in my heart for more soul power, but at this time, I found that the transmission of soul power from 'myself' had completely stopped.

My own will is naturally connected. I was surprised to find that after such a split of will, I still have a very clear consciousness in my body sitting cross-legged. How did this come about? Now I am a stupid tiger in the state of soul, so naturally I don’t have it.

I might sweat, but if I could, I would definitely be dripping with cold sweat at this moment.

Because the feeling is no different from suddenly discovering another self? This is almost the scariest thing in the world!

What's even more terrifying is that when I suddenly turned my head and looked at him in astonishment, he had stopped pinching his hands and took the gourd containing wine from his waist. He calmly drank a few sips with an expressionless face.

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I looked at myself like I was watching a horror movie, because the way I drank was completely different from mine. Growing up with my master, I had completely learned the way my master drank, which was quite bold and generous.

When drinking, the wine often spills out of the corners of the mouth in a very unflattering manner. In short, he looks like a reckless man.

When did you drink it so gracefully and calmly, with such an expression on your face?

Seeing this scene, I almost forgot that I was fighting that monster, until a clear thought came from my own will: "Hide!"

It was such a simple thought that dragged me back to reality, but it was too late. At the moment when I was stunned, the monsters rushed towards me again. Because of the previous one, it was too late for me to hide again.

There is no doubt that this time another piece of flesh and blood was violently grabbed.

This is the second time that Silhu has been injured since his speed increased. I don’t dare to look at how badly Silhu has been injured. If I look at it from a realistic perspective, it is estimated that it is hopeless to save such a bloody mess.

I felt guilty for Shahu, but I felt Shahu’s trust and firm will.

I quickly came back to my senses and stared with all my strength at the monster who didn't know when it would attack again. But at this moment, my own thoughts were extremely clear, and there was still only one word: "Hold on!"

Dragging? Dragging for what? I was completely confused, but I could still understand the literal meaning. It just meant that I was dragging the monster. As for what it was being dragged for, I had no idea at all.

Is there anything more ridiculous than this in the world? I don't even understand what I mean, but I can't help but distrust myself. I can only grit my teeth and adopt the procrastination method, using speed to entangle with the monster and keep delaying time.

But it would be a lie to say that there is no pressure in my heart. No spell can be cast without limit. Whether it is a human or a demon soul, spells have time and power limits based on their respective abilities. Even if you are stupid,

Tigers are naturally close to the wind and there is a time limit.

I feel that this time is coming to an end. After delaying for more than ten minutes, Silly Tiger's wind wings will disappear in five minutes at most.

And this delaying tactic that relied solely on dodge may have annoyed the monster. At this moment, its eyes became more and more gloomy, and it seemed that it didn't want to continue to 'tease' the stupid tiger. It suddenly stopped, as if to announce that it was going to

This game of 'cat and mouse' is over.

My heart was wary, and I couldn't help but look back at the me who was sitting cross-legged. Different from the usual frown, I had a calm and calm temperament inexplicably. Sitting cross-legged at the bottom of the cave, there was no movement at all.

No movement at all.

However, I feel that my soul power is quickly restoring the effect of that wine? I don’t think that wine has such a big effect. After all, I had a head-on soul collision with that monster before. My soul power is already weak, so I can’t.

If you provide Shahu with too much help, even if you drink such wine, you won't be able to recover so quickly?

But it was also at this time that a clear idea emerged in my mind: "Attack it and delay its execution as much as possible."
Chapter completed!