Douluo: My spirit is the earth

It was approaching early morning, the sun had not yet come out, and a white line just appeared on the horizon in the distance.

On the official road one kilometer east of Nas City, six figures were running fast, and on the southernmost side of the team, a young man's blue hair looked like a blue jellyfish that was constantly beating.

At the northernmost side of the team, Fatty Ding looked at the bouncing An Yichen, and the corners of his mouth twitched. He really couldn't catch up with him!He is the Soul Sect!

He could only comfort himself in his heart, "You brat, since the barbecue you cook is more delicious, I will let you go this time!"

But he said sarcastically, "A brat is a brat, he might ruin our affairs at some point."

An Yichen turned to look at the other person with a sarcastic expression. Without saying anything, he slowly raised his hand and wiped it on his neck like a knife!

Fatty Ding’s eyelids twitched!I roared in my heart, "Damn it! Damn it! A kid actually dares to threaten me!"

His divine eyes darkened completely, and he growled, "Kid, you'd better be more careful when you sleep!"

An Yichen glanced at the other party with disdain. If he had slept harder than a rabbit in the past, he might still be afraid of the other party.

But after Tang San sneak-attacked him with stones for the first time, he was so frightened that he no longer dared to sleep like a pig like before.

He was afraid that the other party would do something wrong, so in order to save his own life, he worked hard to exercise his vigilance and perception.

In order to maintain this high-alert state, he was very uncomfortable. In the past two months, his eyes had been turning purple. It was the bloodshot eyes caused by a sudden lack of sleep, and the color was the result of the fusion of red and blue.

After half a year of being frightened like this, after his soul control ability was improved, he finally managed to ensure his own safety while sleeping. Now he will wake up if there is any disturbance at night.

Even because of this special state, he can practice regularly and automatically at night when he sleeps, which can be regarded as a blessing in disguise, thus increasing his cultivation speed.

Now that he was threatening him with such a thing, An Yichen said in a low voice, "You can give it a try. Although I am not very good at using poison, I have studied 72 secret room killing techniques, 36 combat strategies, and [-] Special attack techniques, nine soul power control methods, three unique perception methods, and one ultimate sure-kill technique."

"Bong!"

Fatty Ding looked at An Yichen's cold eyes and serious expression, coupled with the deep voice. Every time he said a word, his heart became heavier. When it came to the last ultimate sure-kill move, he My body couldn't help but shiver.

Immediately, his eyes became a little embarrassed and angry, he was actually frightened by a kid!He yelled in anger, "You kid, are you yelling at me? We'll fight tomorrow night!"

An Yichen looked at the leader of the team expressionlessly, his eyes flashing with cold light.

The leader of the evil soul master raised his eyebrows and nodded slightly to indicate that he would not interfere.

Then he looked at the facially paralyzed man Xue Jian next to him, as if to say, "This kid looks pretty good?"

Xue Jian was lost in thought, his powerful endurance could run at high speed for a long time, his weird martial soul had super strong defensive capabilities, and his cold eyes were filled with murderous intent.

It allows them to change from the initial relationship between hunter and prey to temporary companions, and their scheming is not like ordinary imps.

He was even very skilled and could escape from the Soul Sect's pursuit. After summarizing, he nodded with a slightly moved expression.

After receiving the response, the leader of the evil soul master nodded slightly. He had doubted An Yichen at first, but rejected it after observing it for a while.

Especially since the opponent was just a soul warrior, even if his martial soul was a bit weird, he couldn't make any trouble in the hands of the five soul sects, so he reluctantly accepted him as their subordinate. Now it seems that this choice is not bad.

A cruel smile appeared on the corner of the leader's mouth. When he passed the test, he would trust him a little more.

"Here we sell steamed buns, big steamed buns fresh out of the cage!"

"Woven straw sandals, cowhide-soled cloth shoes..."

……

Listening to the cries around him, An Yichen's expression remained unchanged, and he breathed a sigh of relief. It was barely safe here.

If he wanted to run away, he could hold on for a long time. Given the choice between killing him or exposing his identity, this group of evil soul masters would definitely choose to escape rather than kill him.

At this time, the five evil soul masters were all paying attention to An Yichen, even the fat man who seemed carefree before. They were all on the same team before, so they still had some trust, but they were completely unfamiliar with An Yichen. .

Only when they were sure to control An Yichen would they take him into the city with them, but before trusting him, they would monitor him at all times.

Wherever the six of them went, the crowd around them would quickly disperse. Except for An Yichen, the other five evil soul masters in the team looked a bit sinister, not to mention that there was Fatty Ding who was showing off when he walked.

Soon, An Yichen came to a hotel called "Youjia Hotel". At this time, the waiter inside was cleaning the room. After hearing the sound, he raised his head and was suddenly startled.

He walked forward timidly and asked the leader, "Sir, do you want to stay in a hotel? How many rooms are there?"

"For the six of us, two large rooms are enough." The leader said solemnly.

The hotel clerk whispered, "The big room costs one Gintama coin per day. How long will the guest stay?"

The leader pondered for a moment and said, "It's been two days, hurry up and prepare the bath water." After that, he took out four Gintama coins and threw them over.

"Come on, sir, please!" the hotel clerk greeted.

The leader nodded slightly, then turned to look at An Yichen and said, "You, Fatty Ding and Bat are in the same room."

An Yichen turned his head and glanced at Fatty Ding, then nodded. He couldn't refute the other person's words.

The leader saw that he agreed and walked directly upstairs without saying anything.

An Yichen couldn't help but wonder, was the flying soul master trying to spy on him?The opponent's martial spirit is a bat. Not only does it fly very fast, it should also have similar sensory skills.

The martial spirit of the man with facial paralysis is a blood sword, and he is an attack-type fighting spirit master.

Fatty Ding’s martial spirit rhinoceros is a defensive spirit master.

He had never seen the cold-faced man's martial spirit, but he was in a very relaxed state when he was on the way, so he should be an agility-attack spirit master.

Now, An Yichen only doesn't know what the leader's spirit is, but it must be very powerful to be able to suppress the remaining four spirit masters.The Blood Sword's attack is already very strong, but he still respects the leader, which means that he cannot defeat the leader. If they are both soul sects, the difference in strength should not be so obvious.

Is the leader a control type War Soul Sect?An Yichen couldn't help but guess.

In order to escape safely, An Yichen carefully considered every detail. It was best to escape without angering the other party. Otherwise, if the five soul sects attacked him at the same time, his situation would become very dangerous.