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Chapter 17—The First Soul Ring

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The sharp golden bird's beak was already covered with blood. The bright phoenix bird didn't know how to restrain itself and pecked at the manticore's eyes crazily, not even caring about the gloomy sharp thorns.

Finally, the bloody manticore, whose abdomen was torn apart by the bird's claws, could no longer hold it in any longer. A trace of malice flashed in its deep eyes, and the spikes on its tail swung up and down twice like a poisonous snake.

It pierced the back of the Guangming Luan Bird with its back door wide open, and then emerged from the front chest of the Luan Bird.

"Bah!"

The severe pain caused the bright phoenix to stop tearing at the enemy with its claws, and even its sharp chirping became powerless.

"Roar!" The Manticore, who reversed the defeat, let out a low roar of unknown meaning, obviously cheering for itself, but... something very outrageous for the lion... happened.

The body of the Bright Luan Bird emits a dazzling golden light after it stops twitching, and the golden flames on its body are burning.

Until the body of the Guangming Luan Bird was burned out by the golden flames, the confused lion stood on the ground and looked around, with its big mouth seeming to ask:

"Where did such a big Luan bird go? Where did a Luan bird as big as mine go?"

"Sister, what kind of operation is this!" Qian Lingjun's expression was very similar to that of the lion, both of them looked like they were kept in the dark.

"Pfft." Qian Renxue pursed her lips and chuckled, and explained patiently: "The phoenix can achieve nirvana. Although the luan bird is not that mysterious, it also has a very powerful innate soul skill."

"That is, when it suffers a heavy blow, it will burn itself into light elements and scatter them nearby. When the crisis is resolved, it will condense back into its body again."

"Of course, there is a time limit for turning yourself into a light element."

"How long!?" Qian Lingjun asked.

"Five minutes!"

"Understood, we will kill the lion within five minutes, and then squat at the Luan bird's resurrection point!" After reacting, Qian Lingjun crouched in the grass and prepared to attack. The sickles on both arms had replaced the white palms.

"Three two...one, let's go."

As Qian Renxue's countdown ended, two figures, one black and one gold, shot out from two directions, seemingly trying to attack the unlucky manticore.

At the same time that the two launched their attack, the Manticore also roared, and along with its coercive roar, black energy balls sputtered out in all directions from the center of it.

Qian Lingjun snorted, obviously she didn't take this level of attack seriously. Then, she quickly flew with her arms and slashed out more than ten black half-moon-shaped curved blades. Most of the attacks were resolved in one confrontation.

The dark energy ball flew from her.

On the other side, Qian Renxue was not to be outdone. She spread out two angel wings to block her vital points. Wherever the angel holy sword in her hand passed, the golden light surged, and she could only see large swaths of black ink flying under the light.

, it hit the ground with a dull crackling sound.

For the two of them, the distance of 100 meters was approaching in an instant. Before the manticore could prepare its next attack, Qian Renxue added several new wounds to its already scarred back.

The Manticore's attribute is close to darkness, and the Angel's Holy Sword is indeed the opposite of holiness and light. The Manticore was just about to mobilize the soul power in its body to repair the wound on its back, but the collision caused by the conflict between the repelling soul powers

Screaming in pain.

"Roar!", the manticore roared angrily towards Qian Renxue. It really hated this human being. Not to mention its annoying attributes, it actually took advantage of its weak period while fighting other soul beasts to take advantage of it.

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Wait, there seemed to be more than one human just now!

After reacting, the manticore was about to look around when he felt a pain in his abdomen, and the strength accumulated in his body collapsed like a tide.

With a thump, the lion's huge body fell to the ground. Under it, a white plain hand was desperately pulling at the grass: "Hey, don't watch the show, pull me up, this thing will kill me!"<

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Qian Lingjun, who was pressed under the lion, said angrily: "If I had known better, I wouldn't have shoveled it. The smell... is disgusting..."

Qian Renxue squatted next to the lion's body with great interest, watching Qian Lingjun desperately crawling out. Regardless of the blood on her body, she put her hand against her head that finally poked out from underneath.<

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"Qian Renxue, you idiot, what are you doing? Let me out! Ugh..." Qian Lingjun, who was buried in the internal organs and blood, retched and crawled out, but Qian Renxue kept squatting under her

Right in front of her, push her down.

"What on earth do you want... ugh...", resisting the urge to spit it out, Qian Lingjun said with tears in her eyes: "Don't go too far and push me too hard..."

"Then what are you going to do if you're in a hurry?" Qian Renxue asked with a smile.

"If you push me too hard... If you push me too hard, I will be angry all day long!" Qian Lingjun raised a hand and said viciously: "All day long!"

"Hahaha, I am so amused!"

Ever since she learned the Blue Star culture in her memory, Qian Renxue's language proficiency has improved rapidly, and her rhetorical skills have reached climaxes. Even Qian Lingjun can't beat her when they bicker sometimes.

In the end, the worry really made Qian Lingjun furious, so Qian Renxue took her hands and pulled her out of the ground like a carrot.

After coming out, Qian Lingjun did not settle the score with Qian Renxue immediately. Instead, he found an open space and vomited out his breakfast with a loud sound.

"The manticore of 18,000 years is indeed the best soul ring."

With that said, Qian Renxue helped Qian Lingjun up and pushed her to the body of the manticore. Qian Lingjun wiped away her tears and looked at the floating black soul ring with great emotion.

This is her first soul ring! The first soul ring is ten thousand years old. Think about it, she is a little happy!

"You start absorbing it!" Qian Renxue casually shook the angel holy sword in her hand and comforted: "I can deal with that stupid half-dead bird by myself!"

"Then I'll start!" Qian Lingjun nodded, sitting cross-legged on the lion's body, pulling up the black soul ring.

When the soul ring entered her body, Qian Lingjun felt a tearing pain in her head, but the pain passed quickly, as if it was just her illusion.

"Hey! If I had known that the Rakshasa Demonic Scythe could help its master swallow the resentment in the soul ring, then her soul ring could be found for about 25,000 years." Qian Renxue looked at Qian Lingjun in surprise.

The Rakshasa Demon Scythe, which was spinning back and forth above its head, blamed itself: "It's such a waste of her good talent."

After more than a minute, Qian Renxue clearly felt that the light aura around her was gradually getting thicker, and even the air was getting hotter. If nothing else, the bright Luan bird was about to gather.

Thinking about it, Qian Renxue gently swung the sword in her hand and walked slowly to the ball of bright energy that was gradually gathering.

"Bah!"

The head of the first condensed Luan Bird was cut off by Qian Renxue's sword as soon as it emerged from the golden energy mass.

Without its most important head, the golden energy mass in mid-air twisted violently and exploded in all directions with a pop.
Chapter completed!
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