Scale Staff: Rampage Dragon (Daily 10k)

If that were all, it would have been fine. The problem was that the Soul Tool spiders Mork's close-combat scythe had smashed apart were sent flying onto the Soul Arena, their parts scattering everywhere—yet they immediately scrambled back up and quickly crawled toward the nearest components to reassemble themselves.

Inside the VIP room, Nether Lightning Douluo was speechless. Was his disciple really an Evil Soul Master? How the hell could he not even recognize Soulfire?

Although he could not understand how Chen Ping had summoned so many Soul Fires with obvious high intelligence all at once and put them to use, one thing was certain: the greatest weakness of these undead Soul Tool dogs and spiders, which only began moving after being possessed by Soulfire, was the milk bottles on their bodies!

What was the point of slashing those things apart? They would just put themselves back together right away. Smash the milk bottles supplying them with energy!

Nether Lightning Douluo also knew that, in such a complicated melee, it was difficult to attack the Sealed Milk Bottles inside these Soul Tool dogs and spiders, most of which were only the size of a finger.

But the result before them was that unless these Soul Tools were blasted apart in one attack and completely destroyed, they would keep reviving. The best way to deal with them was to smash their milk bottles.

"Soul Fire can actually be combined with Soul Tools like this?"

Feng Ling's voice was filled with profound shock. Chen Ping's wildly imaginative creation had clearly moved her.

The Soul Tool dogs and Soul Tool spiders Chen Ping was using could obviously only have come into existence after Sealed Milk Bottle technology had been developed.

Yet it had to be said that only a Soul Engineer who had