Xiuwu Niang on Douluo Continent

As long as it is in a relatively safe environment, and when Murong Xue's soul power is sufficient, the effect of the Flower of Eternity can be achieved: freezing life in an instant, freezing the body in eternity, and nourishing it with soul power, endlessly.

Although it is just a soul skill given to Ice Sky Snow Lotus by a ten thousand year soul ring, its special effect makes Murong Xue known as the Immortal Flower God in the martial arts world.

Soul masters practice soul power, which is derived from the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. In addition to improving the martial soul, it also nourishes the physical body. This is why soul masters live longer and look younger than ordinary people.

An upright and mature soul master like Wuji has strong Qi and blood. In addition, the Sanshengyuan Mother Cauldron is protected by the mother Qi of all things and feeds back to his body. The self-healing power of the physical body is quite amazing. Under the condition of coordinating the soul power, as long as it is not Almost all fatal injuries can be ignored.

Therefore, since Wuji's debut, there have been almost no major defeats or losses, until the boat capsized under Su Xiu's dragon beard needle. Of course, Wuji also underestimated the enemy, resulting in a strength gap as big as the sea. But in terms of talent and willpower, That was enough for him to take a new look at Su Xiu.

It was already that night when Wuji independently broke through the thin ice. After a good rest, he felt that he was now refreshed and energetic.

Then he thought about the duel with Su Xiu, and sighed helplessly: "My sister-in-law looks like a cute and cute rabbit, but she is really scarier than a hedgehog when she uses her hands. However, I have to take more care of her in the future. After all, jade cannot be used until it is cut." ,hehe--"

Because the prerequisite for the Dragon Beard Needle to be effective is to penetrate into the human body and catch the target by surprise.

Now that Wuji knows Su Xiu's attack methods well, it is natural that she will not have the chance to succeed in future teaching battles. After all, the gap in soul power will always exist. With such an advantage, she can naturally carve this beautiful jade as she pleases. .

In the realm of soul masters, the stage from senior soul masters to soul sects is a huge watershed. Climbing from forty to fifty levels of soul power will produce a qualitative leap, and every advancement above it will be a qualitative leap. It's too rare to be able to leap forward and fight across levels.

There was an evil expression on Wuji's face, as if he was happy when he tortured the food, he would feel happy all the time.

A leaf shot straight in from the window.

Wuji, who was thinking about how to practice Su Xiu in the future, was scratched by this sudden blow, and his smile froze on his face.

When a soul master reaches the level of soul saint, his soul power has been condensed enough to form a special aura around him, and he can clearly detect and distinguish any movement and sound in this aura.

But he didn't notice this leaf. There was neither soul power fluctuation nor piercing echo, it just slid across his face like ordinary fallen leaves, leaving drops of blood behind.

This kind of attack showed the opponent's strength. Wuji stood up vigilantly, his whole body on guard, his eyes were stern, and he growled: "Who!"

The saying "no one speaks behind someone's back" also applies to the world of soul masters, and even rises to another level, there is no enemy behind anyone's back.

The leaves outside the house made a strange sound. Without hesitation, Wuji moved his body and jumped out of the window. A few leaves are flying in unusual trajectories.

Wuji pondered for a moment, and his soul power suddenly increased to its peak. The Three-Life Primordial Mother Cauldron appeared in his palm. He was on full alert and stepped on Ye to follow.

Wuji is an extremely warlike person, and he was also a berserker who started fighting soul masters when he saw them.

In the past few years, I have been teaching at Canglan College and devoted myself to nurturing the cubs. I have lived a fun and comfortable life. I didn't expect that such a powerful opponent would suddenly appear. No matter who the opponent is, I have to understand the opponent's purpose.

If it is his enemy, he cannot be allowed to stay nearby. If he hurts his precious students, it will be like cutting off a piece of flesh in his heart, and the loss will be heavy.

After a while, Wuji left the confines of Canglan Academy and came to a wilderness several miles away. A figure like an immortal flying to the moon stands on it.

Under the bright moonlight, the wide sleeves of the blue cloth rustled, and the flying ink hair was coated with a layer of silvery moonlight, depicting the man's flawless jade face like the most outstanding art of the Creator.

Under the gaze of the man's eyes as deep as a deep valley and cold pool, Wuji felt a chill in his heart. This man who was not tall and even shorter than him was standing in front of him like this, but he didn't notice it. Any breath of soul power.

The Mother Cauldron of the Three Living Elements continuously pours out the Mother Qi of all things to surround Wuji's body. The seven soul rings move up and down, shining with light, as if waiting for Wuji to launch his soul skills at any time.

"I'm Wuji, the dean of Canglan College, who are you? What's the matter?" Wuji said coldly, with a calm and authoritative aura.

The man in green raised his eyes and looked behind Wuji. Wuji looked sideways, and a hurricane passed by, and there was another person beside him. Seeing the person coming, Wuji's face lit up with joy, he straightened his back even more forcefully and said, "Brother Yuan, you're finally here."

He Qianyuan nodded, and the pair of huge golden eagle wings and seven soul rings behind him were put away at the same time. After landing, he took a step forward with great respect and said: "I have seen the Sword Immortal Crown."

Wuji took a breath of cold air. The moment he learned the other party's identity, his heart suddenly shrank. He vaguely remembered the battle with Su Xiu ten days ago. The swordsmanship that penetrated the entire sword array seemed to be somewhat vague - Qinglian Sword Song, back then Sword Immortal's famous swordsmanship is famous in the mainland.

In the entire martial arts world, he is the only titled Douluo who is not called by a title, and is the pinnacle among soul masters, because the world prefers to call him Sword Immortal.

The man's voice was as cold as moonlight: "Who are you, He Qianxun?"

"It's your sister. She left Canglan College a year ago. I don't know where she went."

"It seems that Min Min's good relationship has nowhere to go."

After He Qianyuan's expression changed rapidly, he suppressed his emotions and said in a calm tone: "My Majesty, are you here to help Shen Min find his sister?"

"I was passing by and asked." The man's eyes fell on Wuji: "It took a lot of time for you to recover."

Wuji felt that his vision was getting dark, and he quickly bowed and said, "Your Majesty, there may be some misunderstanding between us."

"There's no misunderstanding. I just want to bully others, or should I say abuse them? If you don't cooperate, then it's okay to treat them as bullying."

Wuji's legs were a little weak, and when he looked at He Qianyuan as if asking for help, he himself stepped aside at some point, clearly expressing his stance clearly and neatly.

"Your Majesty—"

"You can choose to use the method of soul master; or the method of martial arts; sword skills are also acceptable."

"This, this" Wuji's heart flashed, and his eyes flashed fiercely: "Your Majesty, please enlighten me!" He took the lead in launching the offensive.

He Qianyuan Golden Winged Eagle spread its wings, soared into the air, and retreated again.

In the hands of the Sword Immortal, everything can be turned into a sword. Wuji's hundred thousand year soul ring has just lit up, and a wisp of sword light breaks through the sky.

In one breath, the victory or defeat was decided. A piece of ivy grass with blood drops slowly fell on Wuji's shoulder. The mother energy of all things disappeared, and the tripod of the mother of three living things had rolled to the ground.

Wuji covered the blood that was constantly gushing from the arteries in his neck with his hands, and the remaining power of the Flower of Eternity in his body froze the wound. He stood frozen on the spot, moved his mouth, and finally bowed with difficulty in hiding his fear: "Thank you for not killing me, Your Majesty."