When the four of them saw Han Ming sitting there without moving for a long time, one of them inevitably started to have some wrong ideas.
"Ruolin, I think there is probably something wrong with this kid. Why don't we search him, maybe there are some treasures there?"
A slightly shorter man said loudly, with endless greed on his face.
When Ruolin heard this, her eyes lit up and she said, "That's right. Go quickly and search for anything good on him."
Hearing this, the man laughed strangely, came to Han Ming, squatted down, and put one hand into Han Ming's waist.
"Storage bags! This guy actually has three storage bags!" The man discovered the three storage bags on Han Ming's body and shouted with joy.
"Ah! What, what is this!?"
The man was about to take out Han Ming's storage bag when he saw a small red insect crawling out of nowhere and crawling onto his hand.
The other three people couldn't help but take a step back when they saw this.
The man was horrified and wanted to shake the bug away, but failed several times. What frightened him even more was that he found that a black thread began to appear on his hand, and it was moving towards him quickly.
arms spread out.
"Ah, what the hell is this, Ruolin, save me, save me quickly."
The woman named Ruolin had no intention of stepping forward to help. Seeing the man approaching her, she hurriedly said, "Don't come over!"
The black line on the man's arm split into countless lines, instantly surrounding the man's entire body.
Click~click~
The man made a strange sound in his throat, his body fell to the ground with a thud, his legs bounced twice, and he was dead in the blink of an eye.
The red bug happily danced on the man's body, wiggling its butt a few times from time to time.
The other three people looked at the scene in front of them and their eyes widened in disbelief.
The man who died was a third-level warrior. With this kind of strength, he was considered outstanding in the Monte Empire. He was even better than the garrison commander of an ordinary big city. Although in this wild forest,
Everyone is a good player, but with his strength, he can still have a place.
Now he was easily killed by a small insect.
Han Ming was still focusing entirely on fighting for the core with the demon soul. He had tried countless times, but to no avail.
The demon soul was so cunning that she neither put Han Ming's core back to its original place nor pulled it towards her. Instead, it continuously devoured Han Ming's magical energy. At the same time, she also discovered that when she swallowed too much
When Han Ming's magic energy was released, the black mist would appear again. This meant that she could not absorb it too quickly.
But Han Ming's magic energy also contains another kind of substance, which is a trace of vitality produced by Han Ming after condensing the magic energy.
This vitality was injected into the demon soul's body, which made the demon soul overjoyed. Her body actually began to feel peaceful.
"Ruolin! Let's kill this kid with one sword!" One of the two remaining men looked fierce. But inside he was actually overjoyed. With one of them dead, his competitiveness became even smaller, and the remaining two men had a fierce look.
It's just the pimple who never speaks easily. Miss Ruolin will definitely not like this kind of person.
Ruolin was noncommittal and said nothing.
When the man saw this, his eyes flashed, and he drew his sword and stabbed Han Ming.
At this critical moment, a trance-like female figure suddenly appeared in front of Han Ming. She gently raised a finger, and a silver-white silk thread shot out, wrapping the man's long sword, and pulled it gently, bang!
The man's long sword was broken into several pieces.
"This is...a demon soul! This is actually a demon soul that can take the form of a human!" The man who had always refused to speak was finally frightened by the scene in front of him and took several steps back.
Han Ming slowly opened his eyes, and first glanced at the woman in front of him in surprise. The demon soul was still in his body just now. When he realized that he was in danger, he suddenly rushed out. It seemed that he was dead. She
It will inevitably perish. Even so, although I can no longer use magic power, I have an extra fourth-level helper. Although this helper now only has his soul left.
But fortunately, my magic is of little use in the first place. It is nothing more than condensing an ice spear, but this ice spear is still just ordinary ice. It can be smashed by someone else's iron spear. It is extremely useless. Use it.
If you replace this useless magic with a helper, from another perspective, you can still make a profit.
As for how to restore my magic power in the future, I will slowly figure it out later. I just have to work harder to absorb the energy from the magic crystal in the future.
Han Ming glanced at the three people in front of him with cold eyes, turned around and strode towards the wild storm. But the demon soul did not return to Han Ming's body, and followed Han Ming gently like a normal person.
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The silent man's eyes nearly fell to the ground, and he lost his voice: "The demon soul has left the body! Is this person crazy? It takes a lot of magic energy to release the beast soul or demon soul from the body. Most people don't
When absolutely necessary, I will never release my beast soul."
Looking at Han Ming's retreating back, Ruolin bit her lip lightly, and quickly chased after him regardless of the other two men.
"Friend, please wait a moment, how about we go together."
Han Ming paid no attention to the woman and walked straight away.
The woman's face turned red. She was so beautiful. Ever since she was a child, other men had taken the initiative to approach her. Even if she said a word to her, she would be happy for a long time. Unexpectedly, the ordinary-looking boy in front of her was unmoved.
The wild storm has been eroded by hurricanes all year round. Even Han Ming's powerful body was shaken by the hurricane, and it was quite difficult to walk. The three people following him were even more unbearable, and their bodies were leaning.
They followed Han Ming at a wide angle. Han Ming ignored them and was just observing his physical condition attentively.
He discovered that every time he absorbed a part of the magic energy before, only a small part would be truly refined by himself, while the other part would dissipate out of thin air. But now, this wasted part of the magic energy has been swallowed up by this demon soul.
And in this way, I don't have to worry about the huge loss of magic energy caused by the demon soul leaving the body.
He only needs to maintain the normal absorption speed to maintain the demon soul's state outside the body.
Han Ming and his party walked in the wild storm for nearly three days, when they saw a low mountain that was severely corroded by the hurricane.
During this period, Ruolin and the other three wanted to stop for dinner many times, but Han Ming didn't wait for them at all. They had no choice but to follow them quickly. Han Ming's attitude made Ruolin stomp her feet angrily.
"Finally, there is a hill where we can temporarily take shelter from the strong wind." Ruolin couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the short hill. Presumably, the kid in front of her would also stay here for a while.
"Miss Ruolin, there is one thing that I still don't understand. Look at that kid, there is always a huge word in blood floating on top of his head. What does that mean?"
Ruolin nodded slightly when she heard this. The word "Tu" on Han Ming's head was too conspicuous. They had noticed it since they first met Han Ming. However, a few of them had limited knowledge and had no idea.
This means nothing. So I don’t take it too seriously.
"I don't know. Let's take a rest and talk about it later."
Seeing that Han Ming was already standing in front of the short mountain, several people quickly took a few steps to catch up. They saw Han Ming looking solemnly at the foot of the short mountain. They all looked at him out of curiosity.
Seeing that it didn't matter, the three of them almost screamed out in fright.
I saw more than a dozen dead bodies lying under the low mountain. Some of these corpses had obviously been left for a long time. No trace of flesh and blood could be seen, and even the bones were severely weathered. Some of them had obviously just died.
How long did it take? Judging from the scars on these corpses, they were obviously killed by humans.
Han Ming looked at the corpses in silence for a while, then set up a pergola and looked into the distance. He saw a group of people resting under a low mountain in the strong wind. Then he walked towards them.
Along the way, Han Ming encountered one or two human corpses from time to time, and his expression became more solemn.
This is a team of carriages and horses composed of more than a dozen war mad masters. The carriages are covered with black cloth, making it impossible to see what is inside.
Those people were sitting and resting at the foot of the mountain. When they saw Han Ming and others arriving, they all raised their heads and glanced at Ruolin and the others, and finally landed on the huge bloody word above Han Ming's head.
These people remained silent and continued to drink and eat.
"That boy with a demon soul separated from his body, what is the massacre order of the Desert Snake Clan above his head?" A middle-aged man lowered his head to drink water and asked quietly.
The man next to him nodded quietly.
"Do you want to kill him?"
"Look, he has a demon soul and released it from his body. He is obviously a ruthless person. We'd better not act rashly."
"That's true."
Han Ming sat far away, eating quietly.
A feeling of approaching danger quietly came to Han Ming's heart.
"Is it him?" Han Ming's eyelids twitched a few times. This familiar feeling was that of the old man with a fighting spirit whom he had offended at the mercenary auction house.
Those war madmen were still resting quietly, when suddenly a black shadow flashed across, and a huge blood-red wound suddenly appeared on the neck of a war madman, and blood spurted out several meters high with a pop.
"Who!?" The surrounding group of war madmen drew their weapons and looked around cautiously, but there was no one there. But the dead companion in front of them was actually lying here.
"Where are you, you rat! Get out!" A war madman shouted with fear in his heart, pretending to be brave.
An old man with a hunched body appeared out of thin air in front of everyone.
"Ahem... How about you, my mercenary friends, put down the goods in your hands, and I will let you go?"
When those people heard this, they immediately thought of the corpses at the foot of the mountain, and felt uneasy in their hearts. However, these goods were an important batch of goods they were escorting. If they just gave them away like this, it would ruin their reputation.
"Senior, we are from the Megatooth Tiger Mercenary Group. You must have heard of it before. We are one of the three major mercenary groups in the Monte Empire. I hope that for our sake, senior, you will be generous and let us go.
"
The old man nodded and said: "The Megatooth Tiger Mercenary Group has such a great reputation. I have certainly heard of it, so you can leave with peace of mind and just leave the goods behind."
"You!" A high-level war madman choked at the old man's words.
"Don't bully others too much! You're not afraid of us..."
Before the man could finish speaking, the old man's body suddenly flashed out, and when he reappeared, he was right behind the war madman, who reluctantly covered his neck and slowly fell down.
The old man's figure flashed again, and another warrior fell down.
Ruolin looked at what was happening in the distance and said in horror: "That... that's a fighting spirit! Let's run away." The other two men nodded quickly.
Han Ming stood up silently and walked towards the group of people.
"What are you going to do!? Stop it!" Ruolian shouted to stop, but Han Ming ignored her at all.
During the journey Han Ming took, the old man had already killed a dozen war madmen.
"The strength of the fighting spirit is indeed extraordinary." Han Ming felt a little heavy in his heart. He knew that he could not escape. The old man was obviously coming after him. There was no use in escaping.
The screams continued, and the group of mercenaries died in the blink of an eye.
"Hahaha~ Brother Feng is still as majestic as before."
Just when the old man was looking at Han Ming, something suddenly happened. A tall man strode from a distance. Every step he took, the burning fighting spirit of his body made a roar.dd