Another ten meters ahead, ye Ziheng's eyes once again appeared a row of new data.
"Preliminary identification:
accomplishments: seven level warrior
time of death: about 5 years It's in perfect condition. Are these people poisoned to death?
Ye Ziheng was thinking, but a voice suddenly came out of his mind.
"Boy, I feel the breath coming from the front, it seems to be the breath of resentment, and it's very powerful. Are you sure you want to go?"
"The blood feather devil? How are you still alive? "
Hearing ye Ziheng's words, blood feather devil Zun was not happy at once. He snorted coldly.
"You little son of a bitch, I kindly remind you, how can you fucking talk!"
Listening to the angry voice of blood feather demon Zun, ye Ziheng realizes that he has made a mistake and apologizes.
"That Lord demon, I don't mean that. You misunderstood me."
But the blood feather devil don't care about him. He doesn't speak again with a cold hum.
"In other words, you can still feel the front in this state?"
Ye Ziheng asked.
"Boy, don't look at me with your narrow eyes. My height is what you can guess. I know exactly what's ahead."
The words of blood feather devil Zun are very arrogant, which makes ye Ziheng very unhappy. But in order to know more about the situation ahead, ye Ziheng can only press the dissatisfaction in his heart and ask for harmony.
"Lord demon is right. My eyes are narrow. But can you explain what the ghost just said is, the soul of the dead? Or something else? Please help me to gain more insight. "
Listen to ye Ziheng's one mouthful of a demon lord, the blood feather demon lord feels very happy to listen, and forgets what ye Ziheng just said to offend him, with some arrogant words.
"Hum, you are wise, so old, oh no, I'll give you a good introduction of what is called resentment. This so-called resentment is... "
Just as he said it, the voice of the blood feather devil Buddha stopped, but he didn't say a word in half a sound.
"Lord demon, why don't you talk?"
"Well, didn't I tell you before? A large part of my memory is missing. I don't remember much about this hateful soul, only some fragments of it."
Hearing this, ye Ziheng was speechless, but he took a breath and smiled.
"It's OK. You can say whatever you remember. You can have a long experience."
Blood feather demon Zun nodded, then began to say.
"I don't have a very comprehensive memory of this grudge, but I still remember some of them. As you said before, these grudge are the souls after people die. More accurately, it should be a kind of view of the existence between the virtual and the real.
Of course, not all people can turn into resentment soul after death. Only those who are powerful enough can turn into resentment soul after death. What's more, this powerful refers to is not the general five or six level warrior, but the eight level or even nine level warrior can turn the spirit into resentment soul. "