Liuhun street, a place where all souls buried will come.

It is divided into four major directions, East, West, north, South, 80 districts in each direction, a total of 320 districts.

The higher the number, the better the public security and living conditions, and the larger the number, the opposite situation.

But he did not know that the reason why these spiritual pressures were chaotic was entirely due to the accumulation of massive soul energy, not Allen's own soul.

In fact, the soul can be said to be Allen's weakest one, so he will resolutely abandon the body and enter the soul world to make up for this weakness.

"Hey, hey! Xiaojian is such a fool! I was excited for a long time. " A pink Lori grass deer 8000 streams immediately made a mocking sound.

"Ah ah! Why is this?! forget it! Go back first! Write down this battle first, and we'll fight after you become the God of death! "

Geng mujianba roared wildly, and then turned around and ran away in a hurry.

The grass deer 8000 Liu didn't even forget to wave goodbye to Alan and Matsumoto.

Alan didn't say a word, but just kept a faint smile.

He knew very well that if he had a body now, it would not be a problem to defeat Geng Mujian 8.

Unfortunately, he only exists in the state of soul at present. Before mastering the attack means such as controlling spirit pressure, soul chopping knife and ghost Road, it is a dream to defeat this captain level enemy.

Stop fighting!

It is impossible to fully control the huge soul energy stored in the body.

After sending off the pair of problem groups, Matsumoto was obviously relieved. For fear of any more trouble, he took Allen back to the station of the Shifan team.

When she saw the Japanese Valley winter lion Lang sitting in the captain's room drinking tea, she immediately reported: "Captain! I have brought back the person you want. "

"Well done! Didn't you have any trouble along the way? " Japanese Valley winter lion Lang asked with a young and mature appearance.

"Well! In addition to being intercepted by Captain Geng mu, I basically didn't encounter any trouble. " Matsumoto shrugged her shoulders with a smile.

"More wooden sword eight?"

Hearing this name, the Japanese Valley winter lion Lang immediately frowned, but soon turned his attention to Allen standing aside: "did you release the spiritual pressure just now?"

"Yes! I was going hungry, so I accidentally released it. " Alan admitted it with great boldness.

"Can you show me here?" Japanese Valley Dongshilang made a request.

"Yes!"

Although Allen doesn't quite understand how to control spiritual pressure, simple and rough release is still no problem.

He used a little power of soul fruit, and then suddenly released amazing spiritual pressure.

The nearby Matsumoto chrysanthemum was accidentally pushed out by this force, slammed into the back door, and then rolled into the courtyard.

The pupil of the winter lion Lang in rifangu widened instantly, as if he saw something incredible. He was silent for more than ten seconds, and then he sighed slightly: "you are really a monster! Even if you can't control the most basic spirit son, you can burst out this level of spirit pressure. I can't imagine what you will look like when you become the God of death. "

"What level is my spiritual pressure now?" Alan asked curiously.

After all, the spirit pressing on the world of death is equivalent to the domineering of the pirate king world, chakra of Naruto world, the reading of the full-time Hunter world, and the magic of dungeons and Overlord world. They are all one of the most important indicators to measure strength.

"Well... I think it's beyond the level of the vice captain. But it seems that you can't control your soul well, otherwise you should be higher. " Japanese Valley winter lion Lang touched his chin and gave an objective evaluation.

Although he was the youngest of all the captains of the 13th guard team, his vision was not bad, and he could detect the extremely uncoordinated feeling in Allen's soul.

"Lieutenant? Sounds good. " Alan pretended to know nothing.

But in fact, he is quite dissatisfied with this evaluation.

Although in the eyes of most people in the corpse soul world, the vice captain has been regarded as a very high-end combat power.

But actually?

In the whole plot of death animation, the vice captain is just a little more advanced cannon fodder, some of which are not even cannon fodder.

Obviously, although the power of soul fruit gives Allen soul energy beyond ordinary people, it does not give him a more efficient way to use it.

The Japanese Valley winter lion Lang smiled and nodded: "yes! You should be the first one who can have such a degree of spiritual pressure when entering the Zhenyang spiritual academy, except Geng Mujian Ba, the captain of the 11th team. After all, when he was in liuhun street, he had experienced a lot of fighting and fighting, but you should have been buried by the soul from this world. "

"Well! I came to the soul world two days ago. " Ellen admitted boldly.

"In that case, are you interested in becoming a god of death like me? If you like, I can recommend you to the Zhenyang spiritual Academy. I believe that with your qualifications, it is not difficult to become a vice captain or even a captain. " The Japanese Valley winter lion Lang offered.

"Of course! It seems that there is no better way out in this place than to become a god of death. Besides, does Zhenyang Lingshu hospital manage food? You know, I can eat a lot. "

In saying this, Allen showed a very rare look of embarrassment.

He could not believe in his dream that he would one day ask others the question of whether to take care of food.

You know, even the stupid King Mao who is addicted to delicious food has never said such a thing!

Shame exploded!

"Poof! Ha ha ha! "

Matsumoto finally couldn't hold back and began to laugh. While laughing, he patted the table and said, "my God! I bet! You are definitely the first student to ask Zhenyang spiritual academy to take care of food! dying! I'm going to laugh! "

"Matsumoto! Be serious! " The Japanese Valley winter lion Lang bit his lower lip and explained, "don't worry! Zhenyang spiritual academy will prepare enough food for all students. You can eat it open, as long as you are not afraid of being called a rice bucket. "

At the end, he himself burst out laughing and slapped the table with his vice captain.

For a moment, the captain of the Shifan team was filled with a cheerful atmosphere.

Alan stood alone and stared at the two bastards.

If the eyes could kill, then Matsumoto and Ryuko would have died long ago. I don't know how many times.

He was sure that if the news came out, he would come back and kill people.