"What's the matter?" Chen Lang frowned and asked.

"It's nothing serious. I heard that you are about to become the core figure of the younger generation of our Spirit Hall. As the leader of the younger generation, Senior Brother Ju Ling asked you to go and meet him."

The giant spirit has absorbed the ten thousand year fifth soul ring, and is already a genuine soul king. It can be said to be the leader among the younger generation of Wuhun Hall, even Hu Liena and Xie Yue can't compare to him.

"Let me visit? Not interested!" Chen Lang said disapprovingly.

He was about to close the door as he was speaking, but was ruthlessly held back by a hand, Yan looked unhappy, and his voice was cold: "Meng Lang! Do you know what the consequences will be if you offend Brother Ju Ling? Do you still want to hang out in the Wuhun Palace? "

Brother Ju Ling's strength has increased greatly, and becoming the Pope's second disciple is already a certainty.

This newcomer dared not to give Brother Giant Spirit face, he was courting death.

"Even if it's a meeting, let him come to visit me. I don't want to talk to a dogleg."

Chen Lang simply didn't close the door anymore, and opened the door to speak frankly.

"Damn it!" Yan was furious, his soul ring lit up, and he was about to strike.

"Oh!"

Chen Lang preemptively kicked it out with a powerful kick.

Yan didn't expect that Chen Lang would go out directly, and the speed was extremely fast, he didn't react at all for a while, only felt that his abdomen was hit by a giant beast.

Just flew out.

Damn!

Great!
Yan's face was ugly, and he flew several meters before he stopped. He was injured, and his mouth was sweet, blood was about to be spit out, but he was forced to hold back.

The movement of the two attracted onlookers.

This is the residence of the younger generation of Wuhundian, and it takes in all the absolute elites.

The core generation of Wuhundian is also inside.

...

"Damn it! You actually sneaked up on me!" Yan was furious, and four soul rings, two yellow and two purple, lit up.

He was far away from Chen Lang, and used soul skills, because he found that this kid was a bit weird, and he could have such a powerful force without a martial soul.

Never let him get close!

Chen Lang began to circulate the Taixuan Jing, his body was surrounded by pure white light, and his body entered an extremely ethereal state.

Flexible, tough, unpredictable.

Chen Lang's state and appearance at the moment are very similar to Naruto in fairy mode.

"What the hell? You don't need soul skills? You're looking for death!"

There was a sneer on the corner of Yan's mouth, and he was sure of victory.

At this moment, Chen Lang tapped his toe, turned into an afterimage, and disappeared.

Shrink to size.

When it appeared, it had already come in front of Yan.

"what…?"

Yan was startled and angry, and the backhand was another soul skill.

empty!

Chen Lang's movement is extremely flexible, and non-pointing skills in a small range pose no threat to him.

Not only was Yan a little dazed, but the Wuhundian disciples around him were also a little dumbfounded. This person was too flexible to catch him at all.

In one of them, Hu Liena and her brother Xie Yue were also watching the battle.

"This newcomer is amazing, he can do this step without soul skills, Yan will be at a disadvantage."

"What is the white halo attached to the surface of his body? It seems very unusual. Is this what he relies on?"

"In any case, his strength will not be worse than ours, but I don't know his soul power level."

"Hehe, I won't give the giant spirit face..."

...

"Is there any other way? This is the core generation?"

Chen Lang defuses Yan's attack with ease, and counterattacks.

Now even if he doesn't use martial arts and soul skills, he can still have few opponents in the realm of the soul sect.

"Bastard! Don't be too complacent!" Yan Yazi was about to burst, his scalp numb with anger.

His goddess Hu Liena was also watching the battle, and he was being played like a clown, helpless.

What a shame!
"It's over here, you don't even have the qualifications to make me serious."

Chen Lang said calmly, his body flashed, his speed and strength increased again, and he punched Yan heavily in the abdomen.

"you…!"

Yanru was struck by lightning, his eyes were wide open, bloodshot, he clutched his stomach, drooling, if he had just eaten, what he vomited now would be rice.

In addition to the physical trauma, what Chen Lang just said also broke his mind.

He is the core figure of the younger generation of Wuhundian.You don't even have the qualifications to make people serious?
Still a peer.

Under the double blow, Yan almost fainted, but he didn't, and kept on insisting, because he felt the breath of Senior Brother Giant Spirit, Senior Brother Giant Spirit would avenge him.

He wanted to watch Chen Lang suffer humiliation and pain a hundred times stronger than himself.

Chen Lang sensed this breath, and a man walked over with a blank expression.A powerful aura exudes from the whole body.

The giant spirit was tall and true to its name. It stood out from the crowd and looked at Chen Lang playfully.

"You should be very proud now, right? You defeated the core disciples of the younger generation."

"Do you think the younger generation of Wuhundian is nothing more than that?"

The giant spirit came slowly, and every time it took a step, the aura on its body became stronger, surging soul power rippled, and round after round of soul rings lit up under its feet.

Two yellows, two purples and one black, the five spirit rings exuded astonishing fluctuations.

"Brother Ju Ling is already the soul king of the five rings, and it is said that he has only been in the Spirit Hall for half a year."

"The No.1 of the younger generation is well-deserved. I am afraid that it will not be long before the Pope will accept Brother Giant Spirit as his personal disciple."

"This new guy is going to be unlucky, he won't think that after defeating Yan, no one can cure him?"

The people who eat melons around are talking about it.

"Go ahead, the majesty of the Spirit Hall cannot be humiliated, I will let you know what awe is."

The aura of the giant spirit has reached its peak. This is his strongest state, and he has never been so strong since he was a child.

After absorbing the ten-thousand-year soul ring, his soul power level has reached level 52.

The strength is far beyond the past.

The gap between Soul Sect and Soul King is still very large.

"Hehe, did I kill your soul ring for you? Is this how you treat your benefactor?"

Chen Lang said with a smile, exposing people's scars.

The giant spirit's face froze, a little ugly: "Huh! What's so proud of killing a wounded ten-thousand-year-old soul beast by chance? Do you think there is nothing we can do without you? Stop talking nonsense, take action, and don't let me look down on you. you!"

Chen Lang shook his head and chuckled, and began to circulate the Taixuan Jing, and a faint white halo appeared around his body again.

He still wasn't going to use the martial soul, but he still wanted to try, whether he could fight the soul king without the martial soul.

"You don't need a martial soul?" the giant spirit asked with an ugly expression, feeling that he had been greatly insulted.

Could it be that in this guy's eyes, there is no difference between him and Yan?
"Stop talking nonsense, this is my way of fighting." Chen Lang said with a normal expression.

"Looking for death!" The giant spirit was furious and launched an attack!

"Stop! What are you doing?" At this moment, Ju Douluo landed on the field.

"The inheritance of the God of Shura has begun! His Excellency the Pope must select suitable candidates to participate in the assessment..."

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