Zongheng Douluo: My martial spirit is a tailed beast

Chapter 63 Four Purple Flame Formation
"What?! You're level [-]! Didn't you just enter school?" Hearing Feng Yi's words, Zhao Wuji yelled out, Tang San and Meng Yiran both trembled in fright.

"What are you yelling about... I've been stuck at level 39 for a long time too..." Feng Yi said speechlessly.

"It's been stuck for a long time?" Zhao Wuji looked at Feng Yi in front of him with a strange expression, and couldn't believe it.

"It's probably been stuck for almost a year, and I haven't broken through for a long time." Feng Yi said lightly.

"Master Soul Sage, tell me, this kid is level [-]?!" At this time, Chao Tianxiang also came over with a shocked expression on his face.

"Yes, it's barely counted." Feng Yi glanced at Chao Tianxiang, didn't say much, and nodded slightly
"Young man, how old are you this year?" Chao Tianxiang asked with a look of disbelief.

"Twelve, is there a problem?" Feng Yi didn't really want to talk to the snake lady, so he asked very coldly.

"It's okay, it's okay..." Chao Tianxiang shook his head quickly when he heard the words, but there was an uproar in his heart.

"What, Xiao Yi, if you want a spirit ring... what level of spirit beast do you want?" Zhao Wou-ki was very excited at first, but soon calmed down, and asked nervously.

"I've stabilized the third spirit ring, and I'm afraid I'll need a ten thousand year spirit beast for the fourth spirit ring." Feng Yi didn't want to hide it, after all, they were going to hunt together later, Zhao Wuji Now, Feng Yi can also deal with soul beasts with peace of mind.

"Ten thousand years?!" Hearing Feng Yi's words, Zhao Wuji's eyes almost popped out.

"Isn't this normal? I could bear the thousand-year spirit ring at the age of six, but now I'm twelve, and I can't bear the ten-thousand-year spirit ring, isn't it a little bit useless?" Feng Yi said as a matter of course.

"I..." Hearing Feng Yi's words, Zhao Wuji immediately didn't know what to say: "Your words almost scolded all the soul masters in the entire soul master world..."

"No, I'm just talking about myself, just talking about the facts." Feng Yi shrugged, still without any emotional change.

But at this time, the previous noisy fight had already calmed down. Looking at Feng Yi, he saw that the two of them were already sweating profusely, but Tang San seemed to have a lot of energy left, and that Meng still obviously He was gnashing his teeth to hold on.

Chao Tianxiang also discovered this problem, and sighed helplessly: "Forget it, we've lost this time, let's fight together."

"No, I'll do it." Feng Yi said, and walked between the two of them like a ghost, with his right hand as a sword finger, he pointed directly at the center of Meng Yiran's snake stick, and immediately the soul power of the two of them seemed to be cut off directly. Usually, it retreated into the bodies of the two of them in an instant.

The two also staggered twice, and took a few steps back to stabilize their bodies.

"It's nothing, I sealed the acupuncture point on your palm, temporarily your palm can't use your soul power, it will be unlocked automatically in about half an hour." Feng Yi said lightly.

"Accepted." Seeing this, Tang San bowed his hands respectfully.

Before Tang San retracted his hand, Feng Yi slapped Tang San on the head: "What are you talking nonsense, you beat so hard after a level, are you still a Shrek monster? Recover!"

"Brother Feng, be gentle, you don't know how strong your hand is..." Feng Yi's slap almost slapped Tang San on the ground. Although his mouth was full of complaints, he still found a big tree and sat cross-legged Down, began to recover.

"Don't you need me to help him recover?" Zhao Wou-ki asked a little surprised seeing this.

"No, it's good for him to recover on his own." Feng Yi shook his head, looked at Zhao Tianxiang and Meng Yiran, his grandfather and grandson, "Senior, what do you say?"

"We are willing to bet and admit defeat. Since we have already lost, this snake will belong to you. We will see you again." Chao Tianxiang didn't say much, and took Meng Yiran away quickly. Now that they have lost, they are ashamed stay here.

After seeing the two leave, Zao Wou-ki looked at the excited Oscar: "What are you waiting for! Why don't you hurry up?"

"Okay, okay! Let's do it!" Oscar said, he quickly raised the knife and stabbed the cockscomb snake into the brain of the cockscomb snake. Immediately, a purple soul ring directly appeared on the cockscomb snake.

Oscar also directly started absorbing the spirit ring.

Everyone also sat down on the spot, quietly waiting for the two of them to practice.

"Are you free?" Feng Yi suddenly looked at the crowd.

"Yes, yes, what's the matter?" Xiao Wu quickly responded.

"Help me practice, of course if you don't have time, I can do it by myself." Feng Yi said lightly.

Zhao Wou-ki also opened his eyes when he heard this: "We haven't walked much, and we're not tired. It's okay to do a favor. What do you want us to do?"

Of course, Zhao Wuji is not willing to help Feng Yi because he is free, but he is really curious about how Feng Yi cultivated to have such strength at the age of 12.

When everyone heard the words, they also nodded and stood up directly.

"What should we do? Don't say you want to fight us, I don't want to be beaten by you again." Dai Mubai said with some fear.

"Don't worry, there's no need, you just need to form a circle with a diameter of about 20 meters." Feng Yi said after looking around.

"20 meters? What about Tang San and Xiao Ao?" Zhao Wuji frowned.

"Don't worry, I will naturally think about it." Feng Yi said, making a seal with his hands: "The technique of shadow clone."

Following a puff of smoke, five Feng Yi appeared in front of everyone.

The next moment four of them ran out at the same time, at this moment a layer of black-purple light curtain suddenly appeared, directly wrapping everyone in it.

"Boundary, four purple flame formations." Feng Yi said lightly: "This is a barrier with offensive capabilities. If there are really soul beasts coming, they will not be so easy to come in. Before my four clones are eliminated , no soul beast will come in, even if it is a ten thousand year soul beast."

"Damn... where did you get these heaven-defying abilities? This doesn't look like your soul skill?" Zhao Wuji asked with a confused expression.

"It's just a special use of soul power, don't take it to heart." Feng Yi waved his hand.

"Okay." Zhao Wou-ki nodded helplessly, and directly led the crowd to form a large circle with a diameter of about 20 meters.

Feng Yi looked around, nodded in satisfaction, then walked to the center of the circle and said: "After hearing my order later, throw the little dagger I gave you straight ahead, understand? "

"Understood." Everyone nodded one after another, looking at Feng Yi curiously, for fear of missing any wonderful moment.

(End of this chapter)