Douluo Continent: Twin Blue Silver Grasses, Life and Death in Transmission!

Chapter 61 Murder, So This Is What It Feels Like

Ning Rongrong could only continuously maintain her auxiliary soul skill, constantly transferring soul power to it.

Brother Ye's soul power has been greatly depleted!

She could sense that the amplification of soul power from her third soul skill played a crucial role in Ye Xuanming's life.

The battle continues.

Ye Xuanming's breathing began to become heavy.

This 27,000-year-old soul beast was even more troublesome than he had imagined.

Its roots seem endless, and their power is growing ever stronger.

To make matters worse, the ground beneath his feet began to turn muddy, like a swamp restricting his movement.

Can't drag it any longer!

A resolute glint flashed in Ye Xuanming's eyes.

He suddenly threw out his two guns, one blue and one purple, and the two streaks of light accurately pinned down the two roots that were lashing out at him.

Taking advantage of this brief moment, he clasped his hands together in front of his chest.

Blue-gold and purple-gold light converged in his palm.

Life and death, two diametrically opposed forces, began to entangle and merge wildly.

A terrifying aura, far surpassing that of a ten-thousand-year-old soul skill, began to brew in his palm.

"Fused Soul Skill, Reincarnation Overlord Spear!"

Ye Xuanming roared, and a strange spear, half blue-gold and half purple-gold, appeared in his hand.

On the gun barrel, the aura of life and death constantly swirled, as if holding a complete world in one's grasp.

He gripped his spear tightly, pushed off the ground with both legs, and transformed into a streak of light, soaring into the sky, passing through all the roots that blocked his way, and appearing directly above the main plant of the Earth Vein Net Flower.

He held the gun with both hands, his body twisting into an incredible arc in the air, channeling all his strength into the tip of the gun.

"die!"

The spear fell like a meteorite, piercing straight into the core of the Earth Vein Net Flower.

"squeak!"

The Earth Vein Net Flower emitted its most mournful shriek in history.

All its roots and offshoots frantically tried to defend themselves, attempting to block the fatal blow.

But it was too late.

The Reincarnation Overlord Spear contains the power of the laws of creation and destruction.

All the vines and roots that blocked its way turned to dust the moment they came into contact with it.

boom!

The spear pierced precisely into the center of the flower's stamen.

There were no earth-shattering explosions.

The massive Earth Vein Net Flower main plant, centered on the spear tip, began to wither and disintegrate rapidly.

The immense life force was frantically devoured by the Reincarnation Overlord Spear.

In just a few seconds, this powerful 27,000-year-old soul beast turned into ashes.

A jet-black spirit ring rose silently from the ashes.

Ye Xuanming fell from mid-air, kneeling on one knee, panting heavily.

This attack almost drained all of his soul power.

The martial spirit and spirit rings also disappeared.

Upon seeing this, Ning Rongrong immediately ran over.

"Brother Ye! How are you?"

She supported Ye Xuanming, her small face full of worry.

Ye Xuanming waved his hand, indicating that he was fine.

He looked up at the black spirit ring and a smile appeared on his face.

It became.

Just as he was about to get up and begin absorbing the spirit ring.

A burst of green light suddenly emanated from the stamen of the Earth Vein Net Flower; it was actually a soul bone!

"Brother Ye, look! It's a soul bone!" Ning Rongrong's joyful cheers hadn't even subsided yet.

Five figures emerged from the shadows of the dense forest.

They wore worn-out leather armor, carried weapons of varying types, and each of them had a fierce look on their faces, as if they had been licking blood from the edge of a knife for many years.

The leader was a one-eyed strong man whose soul power fluctuations were the strongest; he was already a Soul Master of over forty levels.

The one-eyed strongman's gaze was first fixed on the earth vein soul bone that emitted a faint green light, his greed undisguised.

Then, his gaze fell on Ning Rongrong, who was supporting Ye Xuanming.

The girl was dressed in a white outfit that accentuated her budding curves. Her face was flushed with nervousness, which added to her beauty.

The one-eyed burly man licked his chapped lips, while the other four men let out malicious snickers.

"Kid, you've used up all your strength, haven't you?"

A one-eyed, burly man swaggered over, carrying a broadsword.

"Leave that piece of soul bone, and the little beauty beside you, both."

"You can get out now."

His words were crude and direct.

Ning Rongrong's face turned red with anger. She took a step forward and shielded Ye Xuanming behind her.

"I am a member of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School! How dare you touch me?"

The one-eyed burly man was stunned for a moment, then he and his companions behind him burst into even louder laughter.

"The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School? Hahaha!"

"Little sister, your lie is so poorly told."

"I could say I'm from the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family!"

A skinny, monkey-like mercenary chuckled strangely.

"The young lady of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School would run off to the depths of the Star Dou Great Forest with a mere boy? You're kidding me!"

They simply don't believe it.

When members of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School travel, they are always surrounded by a large entourage of guards.

The two young men and women in front of me look very young. Even if they are very talented, it is impossible for any elder in the sect to allow them to come here alone.

Ning Rongrong was so angry that she couldn't speak.

She never expected that her identity would be completely useless here.

Just as Ning Rongrong was about to summon the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul, Ye Xuanming gently patted her shoulder, signaling her to step back.

He stood up straight, his face pale and his soul power low, but his posture remained upright.

Ning Rongrong looked at Ye Xuanming, who was protecting her, and was deeply moved.

At this moment, Ye Xuanming looked at the five mercenaries in front of him with an expression as if he were looking at five corpses.

Upon seeing this, the greed on the one-eyed strongman's face began to be replaced by vigilance.

But after glancing at the priceless soul bone and then at Ye Xuanming, who was indeed exhausted, his greed once again overwhelmed his reason.

That's a ten-thousand-year-old soul bone!

"Stop with the damn cryptic nonsense!"

"You're definitely exhausted!"

"It's just an empty shell now!"

"Brothers, charge! Kill the men, leave the women alive!"

The one-eyed burly man roared, and his four companions immediately surrounded him from different directions.

Ning Rongrong nervously summoned the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda again, preparing for a desperate fight.

Ye Xuanming, however, held her hand down.

"Rongrong, watch carefully."

"Some people don't deserve to be forgiven."

The moment the words fell.

An invisible wave suddenly spread out from Ye Xuanming.

The blue silver grass in the entire basin began to grow wildly.

As if injected with life hormones, the grass blades, which were originally only an inch tall, grew to more than half a person's height in just a few breaths, turning the entire basin into a blue sea of ​​grass.

"Blue Silver Domain".

Ye Xuanming uttered four words softly.

The five mercenaries stopped in their tracks instantly.

To their horror, they discovered that their feet were tightly bound by countless tough blue silver grasses, rendering them unable to move.

"What the hell is this?!"

The one-eyed strongman's expression changed drastically. He frantically urged his soul power, trying to break free of the restraints, but found that the blue silver grass was binding him tighter and tighter.

The next moment, something even more terrifying happened.

Dozens of vines, their entire bodies entwined with purple-gold patterns, emerged silently from the sea of ​​grass, like venomous snakes crawling out of hell.

They made no sound as they cut through the air, but precisely and swiftly wrapped themselves around the five mercenaries, gagging them.

"Waaaaah! Waaaaah!"

The mercenaries struggled violently, their eyes filled with extreme fear.

They could feel their life force being frantically drained by these eerie vines.

The skin quickly dries out, the muscles begin to atrophy, and the hair turns yellow and falls out.

It only took a dozen seconds.

Five living people were reduced to five withered corpses.

After absorbing their last bit of life force, the dark blue-silver grass vines, a deep purple-gold color, quietly retreated back into the sea of ​​grass.

Ye Xuanming felt streams of pure life energy flowing back into his body along the vines, quickly replenishing his nearly depleted soul power.

Although he has only recovered less than 30%, it is enough for him to move around freely.

With a gust of wind, the five desiccated corpses turned to ashes and vanished into the air.

It was as if they had never existed.

Ning Rongrong stood there, her small hand covering her mouth, her body trembling slightly.

She wasn't afraid, but rather utterly shocked by the bizarre and domineering scene before her.

Is this Brother Ye's true power?

Without needing any soul skills, the martial soul itself could so easily annihilate five soul masters.

Ye Xuanming turned around.

He looked at his hands, his heart pounding.

This was the first time he had killed someone with his own hands in the twelve years he had lived in this world.

It wasn't as nauseating or uncomfortable as I had imagined.

There was only a peculiar calmness, and a touch of icy exhilaration.

So this is what it feels like to have someone else's life and death in your hands.

A strange smile suddenly appeared on Ye Xuanming's face.