Twelve-year-old Soul Sect...

Almighty soul master...

Wuhun space...

There are also four thousand-year soul rings...

The martial spirit should be a pure elemental martial spirit, and it can also absorb soul rings across levels...

As we all know, under the same circumstances, the effect of soul skills brought by a ten-thousand-year soul ring is far greater than that of a thousand-year soul ring.

A hundred thousand year soul ring will also come with two soul skills.

In other words, he could no longer regard the little monster in front of him as a soul sect.

Because this little monster at least has the fighting power of a Soul King!

If the level of water release as previously expected was to be followed, Zhao Wuji highly doubted whether his boat would capsize in the creek today...

Of course, although a soul master at the soul king level could cause some trouble to him, it would only be trouble.

If you want to cause harm to him...

It doesn't seem possible at all?

Zhao Wuji briefly assessed the gap in combat power between the two sides, and suddenly felt that the conditions he had agreed to earlier were a bit too hasty?

However, if such a genius joins Shrek Academy, he would dare to say to the Pope of Wuhun Palace in person: "You, the golden generation of Wuhun Palace, are nothing!"

Of course, this is just Zhao Wuji's imagination.

If you really let him go up, he wouldn't dare.

Not to mention that he still carries the wanted notice from Wuhun Palace on his body. Even if he doesn't carry it, the consequences for provoking the Pope are only one word - death!

Who knows how many titled Douluo are hidden in the Wuhun Palace?

It doesn't mean that I couldn't have pursued him if I didn't pursue him back then.

But there is no need!

Sending a titled Douluo to hunt down him, who was still a Soul Emperor at that time, was undoubtedly like killing a mouse with a butcher's knife.

The gain outweighs the loss.

Zhao Wuji stared at Lu Yuan as if he were a treasure.

"Boy, I will go all out in this battle!"

"If you can't withstand my attack, you must tell me in time!"

Lu Yuan cupped his hands: "Please!"

"Zhao Wuji, a seventy-sixth-level attack-type soul master, with a powerful martial soul, the Vajra Bear!"

Zhao Wuji took out a stick of incense from nowhere, lit it with a pinch of his hand, then threw the incense and inserted it into the open space beside him.

boom!

The soil under Lu Yuan's feet exploded.

A black shadow visible to the naked eye was like an arrow, rushing straight towards Zhao Wuji.

Zhao Wuji laughed, stepped hard with his feet, and actually launched a charge!

The two black shadows clashed with each other, and then separated at the first touch.

Then hedge and separate again.

In just ten seconds, the two launched hedging seven times in succession!

Ma Hongjun stood far away, looking helpless.
Chapter completed!