Chapter 82: Jiangchuan is behind you!
Chapter 82: Jiangchuan is behind you!
"Teacher Jiangchuan," Oscar squeezed out the mask of pain.
When Ma Hongjun heard Jiang Chuan's words, he held his head and shouted in pain: "Isn't it right? It's all your fault, Xiao Ao, for dragging your feet here and not absorbing the soul ring quickly."
"..."
"Don't make any noise." Zhao Wuji concentrated his attention.
"This voice..."
He lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, savoring it carefully.
Smacking his mouth, he felt like he had heard it somewhere.
"So familiar."
"Furthermore," Zhao Wuji pointed out what deserves attention: "The soul power in this voice is secretly whistled. From a perceptual point of view, it is slightly inferior to me. The person who comes here must also be a soul saint."
"Another Soul Saint!?" Tang San stared.
recently.
Either the Soul Emperor or the Soul Saint.
Those names and taboos that are respected by people appear frequently.
His village became known as the Holy Spirit.
"Clap!"
"Clap!"
The wooden crutch slowly hit the ground.
Two hazy figures emerged.
Slowly his head emerged.
The first person to show up was a pretty young girl with a slightly livid face.
She wore a black snakeskin outfit.
Move your long waist to show your proud posture.
The big, piercing eyes are full of brilliance.
She bowed slightly, raised her hands to support the left arm of the old woman beside her, and said with a very respectful expression: "Grandma, please slow down."
"Good good..."
The old woman's tone suddenly softened, and she smiled lovingly at the girl beside her, "Yiran, grandma will definitely stand up for you. Let's see who wants to take away my granddaughter's soul ring. Is it true that we, the Dragon King and the Snake Woman, are in vain in the soul master world?" Have you been fooling around for so long?! How dare you bully me."
moment.
"Huh..." The autumn wind blew through the fallen leaves.
The breeze refreshes the heart every time.
It penetrated everyone's hearts, and their hands and feet became cold.
"Zhao...Teacher Zhao, what's going on?"
Tang San moved his feet back a few steps and came closer to Zhao Wuji. He stared at the two "grandchildren", an old man and a young man, coming from a distance. He curled his lips slightly, pointed at Zhao Wuji's ear, and murmured warily. : "Teacher Zhao, after hearing what you just said, it seems that I know these two people? Who are they? They can actually stand in a stalemate with your soul power?!"
"I am Chaotianxiang, level 72, seventh ring, strong attack type fighting soul saint."
The old woman came slowly step by step. The head of the dragon tongue crutch in her hand floated down. The seven soul rings of yellow, yellow, purple, purple, purple, black and black were dazzling and even beating back and forth. Underneath, there was the sound of "bang bang bang", and I even dreamed of spots of sparks.
"Hun, Soul Saint...?!"
Zhu Zhuqing's cold voice paused for a moment.
"Seventh Ring Level 72 Soul Saint? Who is she? I'm afraid she is definitely not an unknown person! We may be in for something big..." Dai Mubai's expression was solemn, and there was a white stream of light rolling in his right fist. , was tightly tied to his right arm, and there was a "clicking" bone cracking sound, "Everyone, be careful."
The soul-stirring aura of the Soul Saint suddenly opened up.
From an ordinary appearance, the old woman was suddenly enveloped in endless brilliance, and her whole body was filled with auspiciousness.
The seven soul rings reflect each other.
These soul rings were reflected in Zhao Wuji's eyes, his eyebrows were tightly condensed, and he said seriously to Tang San and others, "You don't know something. In the world of soul saints, most soul saints will have Their respective forces, and even the sects they are attached to, especially Chaotianxiang, a level 73 soul saint in front of me, have a great impact on this woman's background, so I can't say more at the moment... Just now, I used my soul power to... It seemed as if she could hear in her words that they had been chasing this crested crested snake from the beginning to the end."
"What...? Doesn't that mean that the hunted soul beasts are going to fight again?!"
Ma Hongjun hung his head and said, "Why don't you, Teacher Zhao, aren't you a level 73 attack-type battle soul saint? Not only are you one level higher in soul power than this old woman, but your actual combat ability is definitely far better than hers, so we hurriedly snatched her away. Forget it, what do you think?"
"Whose soul beast does it belong to in the soul master world anyway? There is no fixed mark. Since we kill it, it belongs to us."
Ma Hongjun was full of bad feelings.
"I want to see who dares to leave today?!"
Chao Tianxiang activated seven soul rings and level 72 soul power. She could control the sounds and scenery within a few hundred meters, as if they were transparent in her eyes.
Ma Hongjun's words were naturally heard.
Chao Tianxiang's majesty stunned Ma Hongjun, causing the latter to step back slightly, almost unable to withstand the suppression brought by the opponent's soul power.
Fortunately, he is the ultimate beast martial spirit, the evil fire phoenix.
Otherwise, the soul saint's words would have shocked everyone's soul.
"I didn't expect it was Sister Chao Tianxiang, hahaha, oops, the flood really washed away the Dragon King Temple, no coincidence, no coincidence..." Zhao Wuji laughed and rubbed his hands slightly.
Immediately.
The seven soul rings, yellow, yellow, purple, purple, purple and black, also fell off.
The soul power of the level 73 fighting soul saint immediately wandered among the dense forest.
As the soul rings alternated with each other, there was a wonderful sound like playing a guitar.
"Oh?!"
Seeing this scene, Chao Tianxiang was slightly shocked. She stared carefully and observed Zhao Wuji's figure.
short and small.
Tuoba muscles are growing all over his body.
Haircut.
His face is somewhat bandit-like.
His mouth is full of stubble.
"Oh, it turns out he is a respected Soul Saint," Chao Tianxiang looked towards the latter and lost his memory. In the Douluo world, the strong are respected, and as long as you have strength, you can gain respect: "I don't know, but this Lord Soul Saint is... Zhao Wuji, who is known as Fudo Mingwang in the soul master world?"
There was no way, not even the thought of not recognizing Zhao Wuji. After all, the other person's appearance was so eye-catching.
"Haha, Sister Chao Tianxiang didn't expect you to recognize me? Haha," Zhao Wuji showed a rare honest look and scratched the back of his head, slightly embarrassed.
"Of course," Chao Tianxiang teased leisurely, expecting to delay, "How can I, Chao Tianxiang, dare to forget Prince Ming's wisdom? I heard that you teach at a Shrek Academy that is in a recession? Haha, no. I think that Prince Fudo, now he is leading his own students to bully me, Chao Tianxiang."
Zhao Wuji was not stupid and knew what the latter meant by what he said.
"Sister Chao, with all due respect, the soul beasts in the Star Dou Forest are not raised by anyone. I think they belong to whoever kills them," Zhao Wuji's tone suddenly hardened, because behind him, Jiang Chuan was still standing, "So, you didn't hunt the crested crested snake. It can only be said to be a missed opportunity. However, my students only relied on their own strength to capture this spirit beast."
The two are far from fighting each other.
Between their gazes, blazing sparks had already appeared.
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