Douluo's God-given Soul Ring

Chapter 223
The final scene was hundreds of feet high, and Ip Man stood facing the wind with his flying sword on his feet.

In fact, he had already absorbed the spirit ring bestowed by heaven, the reason why it appeared now was that he had accidentally cultivated for too long when consolidating the realm of the soul sage.

The higher the realm, the longer the time for a practice meditation will be correspondingly.

The third heaven-given spirit ring is 50 years old. Although it is not accompanied by a spirit bone, the remaining energy after the breakthrough still raised his level to No. 70 level [-]. He only needs to climb up to level [-], and he will It's time to start preparing for a Contra-level soul ring.

It's just that the eighth soul ring is a bit difficult. Based on the 50 years of the seventh soul ring, if the eighth soul ring doesn't use the god-given soul ring, I'm afraid it will have to go directly to the sea to become the Deep Sea Demon Whale King.

Ordinary Soul Douluo is so great that he only absorbs a 5-80-year-old soul ring. It will definitely not work for him, starting with [-] years!
Where can I find soul beasts over 80 years old!
As soon as he thought of this, Ye Wen suddenly woke up from his practice, and hurried to hurry up, fortunately, he barely arrived in time.

After arriving at the scene of the finals, Ye Wen first nodded to Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo and Bibi Dong as a greeting, and then controlled Feijian to go to the top of the Baizhang Pit to watch intently.

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Ye Wen touched his chin in confusion, but there was nothing under the hole!
"Which unlucky guy is this, even the ashes were thrown away?"

To be honest, Ye Wen was relatively far away at that time, and he really didn't know who died. He just vaguely saw a guy bullying Xiao Chenyu and others, so he stabbed out with this sword without hesitation.

Controlling Feijian to turn around and fly back to the VIP seat, Ye Wen leaned into Bibi Dong's ear with some puzzlement and asked.

Bibi Dong Yurong twitched, stared blankly at Ye Wen for a long time, and finally said when Ye Wen was about to escape:

"The one whose body was left behind by your sword is an enshrined elder in my Spirit Hall, named Qianjun Douluo."

"Hmm... ah, the name is not bad, huh? What are you talking about? Qianjun, Huan Douluo, this unlucky bastard whose ashes were directly raised is still a titled Douluo?
Ye Wen's brain went down a bit.

"That's right, a genuine Titled Douluo, who fought all over the world with a Coiling Dragon Stick decades ago, he is considered a good player, and today you beat him in seconds."

Bibi Dong looked at Ye Wen in a strange way, filled with both excitement and worry.

Excited was that Golden Crocodile Douluo had lost one of his right-hand men, but worried that Ye Wen might have completely angered the old Golden Crocodile, and that old man would definitely not let it go.

Bibi Dong really knew Golden Crocodile Douluo very well.

In the corner, the 98-level powerhouse of the Wuhun Temple, second only to Qian Daoliu, was staring at Ye Wen who was flying in mid-air with vicious eyes that could swallow people.

He really couldn't think of it no matter what, how could a mere young man hit such a shocking sword just now?
Even if he was conceived from the mother's womb and cultivated for a hundred years, it is impossible for him to be so strong!
"Guibao, Jiangmo, you two hurry up and try this kid's depth!"

Although the cautious and seasoned Golden Crocodile Douluo hated Ye Wen to the bone, he was a little flustered if he really wanted to face that boy in person, so the two tool men behind him came in handy.

Ghost Leopard Douluo and Conquering Demon Douluo looked at each other bitterly, they knew that they could get up now if they didn't!

Golden Crocodile Douluo's tone was very serious, if the two continue to decline, it is not impossible for this old guy to turn his face on the spot.

Summoning their respective martial spirits, Ghost Leopard Douluo's spirit power was a little higher, and immediately rushed out of the dark corner to kill Ye Wen silently.

"Ok?"

Ye Wen, who was about to go to the seat of Notting College, suddenly sensed the evil spirit in the front right, and turned around to see that a super black panther nearly ten feet in size had already charged three feet away, and it was about to kill the front door!
"Two yellows, two purples and five blacks? Another Nine Ring Titled Douluo?"

Ye Wen's expression darkened, but before he could respond, an old man with nine rings came out from the other side, holding a coiling dragon stick.

This stick-wielding old man's face was distorted, and the seventh and ninth spirit rings on his body were already shining brightly as soon as he entered the stage. This is clearly a desperate posture!

Jiang Mo, Qian Jun is a real brother.

Seeing his own brother die tragically under Ye Wen's sword, it is not easy for this Demon Douluo to bear it until now. When he erupts at this time, the monstrous stick shadow almost overwhelms someone whose soul power is even stronger than his Ghost Leopard Douluo!

The soul power storm rolled up by the two titled Douluo directly covered the entire thousand-foot-sized scene of the finals without any difference. All those with soul power below the fortieth level were suppressed and fell to their knees, and the soul sects above the forty level could barely Standing, but also swaying like wheat waves blown by the wind, only soul kings above level [-] can stand still against the boundless pressure, but it is not very comfortable.

The Soul Emperor and Soul Sage are the echelons that can normally watch the battle.

It's a pity that there were not many people in the audience.

"Oh, the Spirit Hall is so majestic!"

Facing the siege of the two Titled Douluo, Ye Wen sneered, the spirit rings were no longer hidden, and it was the first time to show them all in front of the world.

purple!
purple!
black!
black!
black!
red!
red gold!

As soon as these seven spirit rings came out, hundreds of people in the audience were stunned.

Even Ghost Leopard Douluo, who came out of the sneak attack, saw this scene, his pace was obviously a beat slower!
Only Jiangmo Douluo, only the fire of vengeance burning in his chest, was not disturbed by these seven super soul rings that were obviously different from ordinary people. Stirring the situation, he swung his head towards Ye Wen's head with the sound of thunder!
In the corner, Golden Crocodile Douluo put away the fear in his eyes, looked at Jiang Mo Douluo's back and nodded in satisfaction.

"The strength of this stick has already surpassed that trash Qian Jun, and the ordinary 95-level title is still not dare to take it hard!"

Ye Wen's soul ring really scared him, it's fine to be a soul sage at such a young age, the sixth and seventh soul rings are all over 10 years old!
As the owner of the 10-year soul ring, Golden Crocodile Douluo naturally knows how much the 10-year soul ring can increase the combat power of a soul master!

Especially Ye Wen still has two. If he doesn't fall in the future, he may even have a third 10-year soul ring and a fourth 10-year soul ring!
"This kid is definitely capable of becoming a god at level [-]. Fortunately, I met him in advance, otherwise the [plan] might have a big change!"

Golden Crocodile Douluo hid in a corner and quietly accumulated his soul power. He had already made up his mind that Ye Wen must be kept today!
If this spoiler player who jumped out at a critical moment is not eliminated, he will not be able to sleep all night!

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