Violent Martial Soul System

"The Blood Book of All Souls?"

The middle-aged academician was shocked. Dust? Fate? Text × Learning ↑ Net

The Blood Book of All Souls, ranked sixth on the list of masterpieces, is the treasure of Beiyou College.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Liu actually gave it to Zhao Feng directly.

"This……"

Zhao Feng was also shocked. In fact, he only rescued Mr. Liu for a random mission. He didn't expect to get such a big gift.

Although this Wanling Blood Book is ranked sixth, he can deter everyone like the Killing Intent Jue, even if the enemy has not practiced magic skills.

"I can no longer exert the power of the Blood Book of All Souls, you have a strong killing spirit, this Blood Book of All Souls is more suitable for you." Elder Liu said.

"Thank you, Mr. Liu!"

Zhao Feng hurriedly said a word of thanks.

At the same time, the system notification sounded again.

"Ding! You have completed the task of treating Mr. Liu, and you will be rewarded with two million heart demon pills!"

"Ding! You have completed the random task, the magic forbidden soul eye and the burning soul eye are fused!"

"Ding! You learned to burn in hell!"

Three consecutive system prompts sounded, and Zhao Feng's eyes could not help but shoot out two brilliant lights.

He put away the Blood Book of All Souls, and looked at the new skill Hell Burning.

This Hell Burning is a new skill after the fusion of the Imaginary Forbidden Soul Eye and the Burning Soul Eye. It is a combination of illusion and spiritual attack. It is more effective and more convenient.

This is a good reward, Zhao Feng is very satisfied.

"Don't spread the word about what happened today."

The white-haired old man said hastily.

The Myriad Soul Blood Book was originally owned by Elder Liu, so he had no right to intervene, and it was reasonable for Elder Liu to use it to repay his life-saving grace.

However, the treasure of Wanling Blood Book fell into the hands of Zhao Feng, and this matter had to be concealed. If outsiders knew about it, Zhao Feng would be in trouble.

The surroundings are also old scholars, and they all remember this.

"Okay, everyone go to arm the defense first, and then clean up the corpse." The middle-aged academician said.

In this battle, the loss of Baibeiyou Academy was actually relatively small, but hundreds of scholars from the inner academy died, and countless from the outer academy.

As for the Demon Moon Sect and the Underworld Killer, the number of dead people is at least three times that.

Mr. Liu was also sent to a hidden place by the white-haired old man and the middle-aged academician to treat his injuries.

The other academicians have been standing guard outside Beiyou College to prevent the enemy from attacking again.

Zhao Feng, who got the blood book of all spirits, suddenly looked into the distance, where there was a scarlet killing character that ordinary people couldn't see.

"Nangong Bingqing probably won't come back in another hour or two."

Zhao Feng's eyes flickered.

In fact, less than an hour has passed since the random task of killing Nangong Bingqing, and Zhao Feng still has 23 hours to complete.

Now that he has obtained this pair of blood books of all spirits, he can actually exchange them directly and convert them into murderous energy points.

At that time, when he fights against Nangong Bingqing again, he will be able to use his murderous burst.

It's a pity that after Nangong Bingqing returns to Beiyou Academy, there will definitely be experts in the profound soul realm to protect her, so Zhao Feng will not be able to complete this task.

"Forget it, give up for now!"

Zhao Feng shook his head and stopped thinking about it.

Of course, if before Nangong Bingqing returns, if the Demon Moon Sect and the Underworld Killer attack again, he may be able to break through to the seventh level of Dao Soul Realm. At that time, the attack on Nangong Bingqing may not be successful, after all, he has changed identity.

It's just that the killers of the Demonic Moon Sect and Hades probably won't come again in a short time.

...

An hour or two later, all the masters of Beiyou College who went out to hunt down the underworld also came back, and at the same time, Nangong Haoran and Nangong Bingqing were also included.

"The dean is back!"

After hearing the news, everyone gathered quickly.

"Dean, where is Nangong Junjie?"

An academician of the Profound Soul Realm asked.

"Didn't catch up, he ran away." Nangong Haoran said helplessly.

Fortunately, he rescued Nangong Bingqing, otherwise the loss would be huge.

"Dean, the dead scholars have all been buried. As for the corpses of the remnants of the Demon Moon God Sect and the killers of the underworld, they are all piled up in the back mountain." The academician continued to report.

"Is anyone captured alive?" Nangong Haoran asked with a frown.

"Yes, I captured a few remnants of the Demon Moon Sect who were at the eighth level of the Dao Soul Realm, and a killer from the underworld who was at the ninth level of the Dao Soul Realm." The academician nodded.

"Ask, we must find out the lair of the Demon Moon God Sect and the whereabouts of my son Nangong Junjie!" Nangong Haoran snapped.

"it is good!"

The academician left quickly.

At this time, Zhao Feng, who was mixed in the crowd, looked at the bloody Nangong Bingqing on his head, and felt an unbearable impulse in his bones.

His mission goal is close at hand, as long as he kills Nangong Bingqing, he can complete the random mission and get some combat points.

However, Nangong Haoran is now beside Nangong Bingqing, no matter what, he can't kill Nangong Bingqing.

Fortunately, Nangong Bingqing didn't notice anything, because Zhao Feng used the shadow of assassination to change his breath that day.

Dean Nangong Haoran returned and began to preside over the overall situation. Soon, Beiyou College was operating normally, but this time, there were three academicians who died this time, and there were also hundreds of scholars from the inner courtyard of Beiyou College, which made people very sad. .

"Dean, I have something else to do here."

Suddenly, the middle-aged academician came out.

"what?"

Nangong Haoran asked in surprise.

"During the previous battle, Mr. Liu was attacked by the remnants of the Demon Moon God Sect, and he was armed with six swords from the Seven Spirit Demon Sword Formation..." the middle-aged academician said slowly.

After listening to it, Nangong Haoran also suddenly recalled that Old Man Liu was not there, so he hurriedly asked: "Seven Spirit Demon Sword Formation, how is Old Man Liu doing now?"

"It's all right now. Just now, a student successfully cracked the Seven Spirit Demon Sword Formation and rescued Mr. Liu. At the same time, Mr. Liu also gave this student the Blood Book of Myriad Spirits as a reward." The middle-aged academician said.

"Crack the Seven Spirit Demon Sword Formation?"

Nangong Haoran only felt incredible, and asked: "There are such students in my Beiyou Academy, who are they?"

"Zhao Feng, hurry up and come out." The white-haired old man also reminded from the side.

In desperation, Zhao Feng in the crowd had no choice but to walk out slowly.

Just now when he was mixed in the crowd, Nangong Bingqing didn't notice him, but now when he came out, Nangong Bingqing's attention also fell on him.

"Huh? It's him?"

Nangong Bingqing frowned, recognizing Zhao Fenglai.

However, she didn't recognize Zhao Feng as the one who chased and killed her before, but the one who entered her room before awakening.

At that time, after seeing Zhao Feng's "Quiet Night Thoughts", she was afraid that Zhao Feng's literary talents would surpass her brother Nangong Junjie, so she wanted to frame Zhao Feng.

After awakening, she recovered the memory of a thousand years, so naturally she would not do this.

However, Zhao Feng saw something that she shouldn't have seen at the time, and in order to prevent things from leaking out, it would ruin her reputation.

Therefore, Nangong Bingqing looked at Zhao Feng with a trace of killing intent that was hard to detect.

If given the chance, she would definitely get rid of Zhao Feng.