Douluo's arrogance

"We have a warrant to form a team to hunt powerful soul beasts, there are still two people left."

"Hunting agile soul beasts, seven people and other warrants."

Returning to the Soul Hunting Forest after three years, it already feels extremely strange, as if it were a lifetime ago. The shops lined up in the market still sell the same weapons, armor and food supplies, but the shopkeepers are no longer familiar people.

The layout of the market is no longer messy, but well-organized, and the area is several times larger than three years ago.

A small town worthy of its name can no longer be called a market.

The sound of group shouts reached their ears, and everyone regained some sense of familiarity.

Without stopping in the town, Zhao Bai took out a Wuhun Palace token and handed it to the soldiers guarding the Soul Hunting Forest.

This is a first-class Wuhun Palace token. There is only a long sword pattern on the token.

This is the order given to him by the Wuhun Palace after the registration of the new Wuhun was completed to test that Zhao Chanjuan's soul power was indeed full of innate soul power and that her strength had reached the peak of a soul master and that she needed a soul ring to advance.

As for the three nobles who guaranteed the guarantee, isn’t the guarantee of one Soul Lord enough?

Zhao Bai did not take out the third-class token at home. Zhao Bai stuffed it back under the table in his parents' bedroom and continued to use it to weigh the legs of the table.

The warrant had almost no effect in his hands. It was better to keep it at home and leave a gift for future generations.

Hundreds and thousands of years later, a young man found a token under the old table leg. The gears of fate began to turn, and a new legend was born.

Isn’t that how novels are written?

Speaking of which, the Wuhun Palace will be destroyed by Tang San. I wonder if a warrant will be needed for soul hunting in the future.

It is also possible to turn it into an antique and sell it for money in the future.

After everyone entered the Soul Hunting Forest, no one spoke. Zhao Chanjuan also saw the serious expressions of the four people. Although she was curious about where this place was, she still kept her mouth shut.

The formation unfolded naturally. Zhao Bai left Zhao Chanjuan in the care of Bao Ning and took the lead. Bao Ning, Zhao Chanjuan and Xu Lian were in the middle, and Li Ping was at the rear.

Because of the small number of people, Xu Lian needed to protect Bao Ning and Zhao Chanjuan personally, and could not react in time to the situations on the left and right, so the distance between them was reduced to five meters.

Without Lu Heshun detecting from the front, it is very likely that he will encounter a powerful soul beast as soon as he meets him, but with Zhao Bai, the soul master, standing in front, there is no need to worry too much.

"Martial Soul, Possession."

Gray mist enveloped Zhao Bai's body, making it difficult to see what was going on inside. After a moment, a big hand waved gently, and the mist dissipated, revealing Zhao Bai's figure.

A pair of horns caught everyone's attention first. The completely black horns were engraved with fine patterns, giving them a sense of simplicity.

Li Ping and the others mentally compared the appearance of Zhao Bai possessed by Wuhun three years ago, and found that there were not many changes.

There were three changes. One was the eyes, which changed from black to yellow. Being stared at by these yellow eyes, the three of them felt as if they were being stared at by a tiger. Their hair stood on end and their skin crawled.

The second part is the tail. Compared with the great soul master's period, the length of the ox's tail has grown a little, and it has also become a little thicker. It is about ten centimeters in diameter and is full of power.

When Zhao Bai first appeared, the cow's tail subconsciously waved behind him, and they clearly heard a slight sound of breaking through the air.

The last place was naturally the soul ring. The three of them looked at the third purple soul ring that was beating on Zhao Bai's body.

After four years of getting along, they have also seen Zhao Bai's abnormal speed in cultivation, and it is only a matter of time before he upgrades to Soul Master.

"Zhao Bai, what level is your soul power?"

"Thirty-eighth level fighting spirit master."

Although the three of them had expected it, they were still severely shocked by Zhao Bai's strength. They then smiled bitterly and shook their heads. With their own soul power at this age, they should still be at the soul master level.

"Let's go."

Zhao Bai turned around and walked towards the Soul Hunting Forest.

He will not let down his guard just because this is the outskirts of the Soul Hunting Forest. Three years have passed, and their memory of the Soul Hunting Forest has become blurry. Even if they still remember it clearly, it no longer applies.

The hunting between soul beasts and the hunting between soul beasts and soul masters results in the death or escape of the soul beasts.

They will leave their original place and look for a new habitat. There might be a thousand-year soul beast crouching in a place that they thought was safe before.

When Zhao Bai is possessed by a martial spirit, his hearing, vision and smell will be greatly increased. More importantly, after his soul power reaches the soul master stage, he finds that it is almost unnecessary to maintain the state of being possessed by a martial spirit. Consume soul power.

Zhao Bai, who is possessed by the martial spirit, will feel that his whole person will become relaxed and at ease, just like a tiger returning to the mountain or a fish taking to the water.

The five people moved towards the inner part of the forest at a relatively fast speed. The forest was very quiet, with only the footsteps and breathing of the four people around them.

Wait, four people

Li Ping and the others were startled and looked at Zhao Bai who was walking in front in surprise. They found that Zhao Bai made no sound when he walked. Even his pants brushed against the grass. The three of them could only hear the subtle friction sound if they listened attentively.

Zhao Bai didn't know the small movements of the three people behind him. He raised his vision and hearing to the strongest state, listened attentively, not letting go of any sound that appeared around him. His ears moved slightly, and he heard something in the grass ten meters away. movement.

He raised his hand to stop the footsteps of everyone behind him, signaling that there was something going on ahead.

Zhao Bai lowered his upper body, moved lightly and without making any sound, approached the grass, and through the gaps between the grass blades, he found a fat, soft-bone rabbit.

Soft-bone rabbit?

This kind of creature has a docile personality and will not actively attack humans. It is considered the soul beast at the end of the soul beast pyramid. This kind of soul beast exists in any soul beast forest.

Zhao Bai had eaten soft-bone rabbit before. The meat was tender and chewy. At this time, he couldn't help but move his fingers.

I wonder how the -year-old soft-bone rabbit in the academy will taste. If the meat is too old, it will be bad.

Zhao Bai made a gesture with his hand behind his back, ignored the soft-bone rabbit, and continued to move forward. The four people behind him also continued to move forward.

The Silky Bone Rabbit was frightened by them and fled quickly.

It was already noon when Zhao Bai and others arrived at the Soul Hunting Forest. When they stepped inside the forest, it was already dark and they found a relatively safe place to camp and rest.

Of course, dinner was the steamed buns made by Bao Ning. After eating, everyone else went into the tent to rest. Zhao Chanjuan and Xu Lian, Li Ping and Bao Ning slept, leaving Zhao Bai alone to watch the night.

This is what Zhao Bai himself requested.

As night fell, Zhao Bai was sitting on a big stone, meditating with his eyes closed, doing two things at once. While cultivating his soul power, he focused part of his mind on his ears and listened to the movements around him. He heard " There was a rustling sound in the grass, and the gentle breathing inside the tent was heard.

After careful identification, sister Zhao Chanjuan's breathing was the loudest, followed by Li Ping and Bao Ning, and finally Xu Lian, whose breathing was the softest.

After an uneventful night, the eastern sky lit up, and Zhao Bai jumped off the big stone. For a soul master, cultivation can replace sleep, so Zhao Bai did not feel sleepy and was full of energy.

Zhao Bai woke up the four sleeping people one by one. After breakfast, everyone continued to set off, looking for a soul beast suitable for Zhao Chanjuan. An hour later, everyone saw a soul beast resting in the shade of a tree: the golden weasel.

The golden-threaded ferret's senses were very keen. Even if Zhao Bai restrained his soul power and footsteps, he could still sense it. He opened his eyes, stood up on all fours, and looked at the human in front of him who was staring at his horns.

Zhao Bai looked at the soul beast in front of him. It was about two meters long, with small eyes, short limbs and claws, and bright black fur. But there was a thin golden straight line on its back, extending from the back of its head to its tail. The tail hair was Thick and brush-like.

Seeing that the enemy in front of him was still approaching, the golden weasel leaned down, raised his tail, and stamped the ground with his front paws.

Zhao Bai knew that this was a warning from the Golden Weasel. If it was still close, the Golden Weasel would turn around and emit a stream of yellow gas from its butt. The gas had a powerful hypnotic effect. The soul master who smelled the gas would not have soul power unless he If it is higher than the Golden Weasel, it will easily fall asleep. It is up to the Golden Weasel to decide whether to live or die. Of course, there is still a high chance of survival. The Golden Weasel's attack is not strong unless it is in a hungry state.

Zhao Bai stopped in time. He didn't want to smell the golden weasel's fart.

Looking at the golden-threaded ferret, he murmured: "With nearly four hundred years of cultivation, I feel like it's just you."

Creatures like the golden-threaded weasel are relatively timid. If Zhao Bai hadn't appeared alone, he would have run away long ago. This is why Zhao Bai asked everyone to wait in the distance, and he could handle such a four-hundred-year-old soul beast by himself.

The golden-threaded ferret watched as the man in front of him stopped approaching. It didn't intend to attack and turned around to leave. Of course, it was still quite wary.

Naturally, Zhao Bai would not let him leave. He stepped heavily on the ground with his right foot, and waves of soul power spread out in circles from Zhao Bai's right foot.

Suddenly feeling a wave of soul power coming from behind him, the golden-threaded ferret turned his head at lightning speed, bared his teeth, and met directly with a pair of yellow tiger eyes.

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