"Douluo" eats my exquisite pagoda

Zao Wuji's sudden burst of laughter was indeed a bit unexpected. Some enthusiastic people who didn't know it might have seen it and helped him reserve a place in advance for the Shengta No. 1 Psychiatric Treatment Center under construction.

Tang · Encyclopedia of Humanoid Soul Beasts · San did understand what made Zhao Wuji happy. He expertly zoomed in on the screen, looked closely at the phone and nodded in agreement: "It's a thousand-year-old phoenix-tailed cockscomb snake, with a cultivation level of about one thousand three." A hundred to eighteen hundred years ago, it really suits you, Oscar."

"Indeed, the type of soul beast is suitable, and the age is also..." Although Ma Hongjun didn't understand why it was suitable, this did not prevent him from nodding in agreement while gearing up. As he spoke, he suddenly discovered a blind spot, "Tang San, you How can you tell the age?"

It's not that Ma Hongjun doesn't trust Tang San's character, it's actually that absorbing a spirit ring is a very serious matter. If the age is too low, the blood will be lost, and if the age is too high, the loss will be even worse, including life.

"You can probably tell from the color and length of the wings. Xiao Jing's age should be more accurate." Tang San explained to Ma Hongjun in a perfunctory manner, and then kicked the ball to Tang Jing with his backhand. It was really worthy of him. They are brothers.

In fact, Tang San was originally a filial student who liked to preach the teacher's teachings. If it weren't for Tang Jing's operation, Tang San might have given everyone a pediatrician in front of the crested crested snake that could sneak away at any time. Wave.

But it is a pity that three years ago, Tang Jing, on behalf of Shengta, sincerely invited the master to write the Shengta compulsory education textbook, and Tang San was attracted by the master. A year and a half ago, Tang Jing, in order to successfully start classes at Shengta Primary School, solicited Tang San to become a fresh teacher. Their training business, these two waves have drained Tang San dry.

Moreover, with the Holy Tower, the master's teachings and theories will inevitably be spread and learned. Tang San has no strong desire to preach for the master. This kind of kicking the ball is understandable.

Everyone subconsciously ignored the approaching crested crested snake, and followed Tang San's ball to focus on Tang Jing.

Absorbing a spirit ring is a very serious matter, and being able to accurately estimate the age of a spirit beast is an extraordinary ability. The relatively small range of years that Tang San just estimated has surprised everyone, so his estimate will be more accurate. Tang Jing, how powerful must he be.

"Don't look at me like that. I can't estimate more accurately than the mistress." Feeling full of doubts in everyone's eyes, Tang Jing had no choice but to explain in detail, "The mistress thinks that my judgment is more accurate. In fact, It’s completely the illusion I gave him when I accompanied him to obtain the second soul ring last time.”

"The methods Xiaosan and I use to determine age are actually exactly the same, except that Xiaosan relies entirely on his own memory and judgment, while I rely on big data analysis."

"If there is sufficient data, my judgment of the age will be more accurate than that of the mistress. If there is insufficient data, that is, right now, I can just trust the mistress's judgment."

Tang Jing knew it all too well. Big data analysis without data support was nothing. It was better to believe in the brain of a genius, and Tang San was undoubtedly that genius.

After scanning everyone's expressions, he found that the expressions on some Shrek's faces looked like underachievers in math class. Tang Jing, who did not want to continue to explain further, raised his mobile phone: "The soul ring is here."

There was no need for Tang Jing to prompt any more. The professionally trained Shrek people stopped worrying about big data analysis and immediately locked onto the crested crested snake that had just rushed in front of them.

Everyone in Shrek, who had already understood this crested crested snake through their surveillance eyes, did not hesitate at all, and tacitly took on the posture of beating the old turtle. Ning Rongrong re-added the buff that had been removed during the break, and Tang San's Blue Silver Grass Shop On the ground, Oscar hid behind Zhao Wuji, Ma Hongjun went up to the sky and waited for the opportunity, Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing directly possessed their martial spirits.

Only Tang Jing and Xiao Wu did not move.

Tang Jing looked complicated while holding his exquisite pagoda. Why don't we just play the music fringe OB? Anyway, we can correct their minds when we return to Shrek Academy and meet the master. Now let's make them happy first.

"Hey, give me some music."

Dai Mubai, who didn't know Tang Jing's thoughts behind him, was still worried about the heavy blows from his teammates dressed in women's clothing. He rushed harder than Zhu Zhuqing, who was taking the agile route, raised his tiger paw and shouted at the blood-red fleshy crown on the head of the phoenix-tailed crested snake.

This tiger slap came out fast and fiercely. Not only was the right palm slapped down, but the left palm was also raised. The White Tiger King Kong was ready to attack, obviously hoping to use a series of slap tactics to beat the cockscomb snake into confusion. Forced and then sent away in one wave.

The Phoenix-tailed Cockscomb is not a vegetarian. After all, it is an old soul beast that has lived for more than a thousand years. How could it possibly fall for this silly and silly serial slap tactic? Immediately, the snake's head tilted and its mouth swung. Zhang, sprayed a mouthful of colorful thick mist that looked obviously poisonous towards Dai Mubai's handsome face.

"Be careful!" Exclamations came one after another from behind, and Dai Mubai naturally saw the colorful thick fog that seemed to be harmful to his face and personal safety.

What's the most important thing for a handsome guy? Of course it’s the face!

Dai Mubai immediately fell back to avoid the danger of being disfigured, and then he lay on the ground without caring about his image as a handsome man, signaling to Tang San that he could use the Bluesilver Grass vines to drag him back at will. Tang San touched it and swallowed it, "The colorful fog of the Phoenix-tailed Cockscomb is just to scare people. It's not poisonous, don't worry."

Of course, this was not because Dai Mubai retreated decisively or because he was frightened by the colorful thick fog. This was just to make way for Ma Hongjun's Phoenix line of fire.

Fire burns through thick fog, normal operation.

Ma Hongjun's martial spirit is a bird, and the cockscomb is a snake. Although there is hierarchical suppression, racial suppression is obviously more priority. After the cockscomb was hit by a Phoenix fire, it felt the breath from Ma Hongjun's Phoenix martial spirit. , decisively cowed.

If a snake that has lived for a thousand years wants to run away, even the interception net of blue silver grass vines that Tang San has laid out in advance will be difficult to stop. Seeing this phoenix-tailed cockscomb snake that suits him very well, twisting left and right, from the blue silver grass He twisted out of the grass and was about to escape at an extremely fast speed. Knowing that Zhao Wuji was holding the battle, Oscar couldn't sleep and became anxious.

"Zhao..."

"Don't worry, it can't run away." Before Oscar could finish his words, Zao Wuji patted Oscar's shoulder boldly, looking steady.

Can a dignified soul saint capture a thousand-year soul beast and be unstable? Even if the soul saint, no matter how parallel-imported, is sure to come, Zhao Wuji will certainly not think that he will miss.

It's just that Zao Wuji didn't expect that someone would steal his showtime, that someone could steal his showtime.