Soul bone emperor of Douluo

The strong man raised his head and glanced at Zong Xia.

"What my grandson said is what I said!" Zong Ning said, "Get up and speak."

The strong man stood up and said: "Senior, my name is Zhao Wuji, I am 40 years old this year, a level 68 soul emperor, and the ones chasing and killing me are people from the Spirit Hall."

Zhao Wou-ki spoke out every single word.

"Zhao Wou-ki!" Zong Xia was surprised: "Why is Zao Wou-ki here?" Zong Xia suddenly remembered that it seemed to be mentioned in the original book that Zhao Wou-ki provoked the Wuhun Palace when he was the Soul Emperor before, and was killed by the sixteenth party of the Wuhun Palace. A Soul Emperor is chasing after him.

Thinking of the glorious legend of Zao Wou-ki in the original book, Zong Xia looked at Zhao Wou-ki with burning eyes, and a voice sounded from the bottom of his heart: "I'm going to make a decision on this person!"

Zong Ning first saw how interesting this strong man was, so he thought about saving him.But when he heard that this strong man was hunted down by Wuhundian, he couldn't help retreating.

Although Zhao Wuji was a level 40 soul emperor at the age of 68, and his talent was not much weaker than his own, but it was not worth offending the Hall of Spirits for him.

Seeing his grandfather hesitate, Zong Xia pulled his grandfather's clothes: "Grandpa, save him." He raised his head, opened his big eyes and blinked, looking cute.

Hearing what his grandson said, Zong Ning gritted his teeth: "Save it as soon as possible, this strong man's talent will not be able to become a title in the future, at least he is also a Contra, and it is not too bad to offend the Wuhun Temple.

Big deal, I'll clean up my hands in a while and kill all the people who are chasing after me! "

Zong Ning said: "Okay, I can save you, but you will have to serve my clan in the future. Don't worry, my clan will not treat you harshly. If you behave well, even your soul bone will be given to you."

Zhao Wou-ki was still resisting at first, but after hearing the spirit bone, he immediately knelt down without integrity: "Thank you senior, from now on, my life, Zhao Wou-ki, will be entrusted to you.

However, senior, may I ask, what is your strength? "

Zong Ning let out a snort, and released his martial soul, surrounded by eight soul rings of yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, and black.

"Contra!" Zhao Wuji heaved a sigh of relief, "This way my old Zhao's life is saved."

"Stand up, don't just kneel, you are a subordinate of my clan, not a slave of my clan!" Zong Ning kicked Zhao Wuji lightly and said.

Zhao Wuji smiled innocently, got up and stood behind Zong Ning.

While speaking, the twelve soul emperors of the Wuhun Hall felt this place.

The leading old soul emperor saw the eight soul rings floating on Zong Ning's body and Zhao Wuji standing behind him, clasped his fists and said:

"Senior Contra, the person behind you is the enemy of our Spirit Hall, please don't interfere, Spirit Hall is very grateful!"

Zong Ning snorted, and said domineeringly: "Zhao Wou-ki is mine now, the Spirit Hall is grateful, no need!"

The old soul emperor pondered the pros and cons and the strengths of both sides, and finally came to a conclusion: "Twelve soul emperors plus one of them can't beat a Contra, although this Contra may have just broken through, and it is not in its heyday. .”

In desperation, the old soul emperor had no choice but to cup his fists and said: "Excuse me, senior, let's leave now."

He said it on his lips, but what he thought in his heart was to go back immediately and find helpers to get this place back.Offending Wuhundian is the way of death, no matter who you are.This is the confidence of Wuhundian as the number one force in Douluo Continent.

However, the idea of ​​the old soul emperor was doomed to fail, Zong Ning never thought of letting them leave alive from the very beginning.

Just as the old soul emperor was about to take people away, Zong Ning said, "Wait a minute, shall I let you go?"

The old soul emperor froze, turned around and questioned: "What do you want to do, senior! My Spirit Hall is not a soft persimmon!"

Zong Ning shook his head and said, "You suddenly appeared and scared my grandson. So, I will make a move. If you can survive, I will let you go."

Hearing this, the old soul emperor weighed himself up: "Looking at the wanderings all over the ground, this person should have just broken through, and he has just experienced a high-intensity battle to hunt and kill soul beasts, so his condition should not be too good. The energy must be exhausted."

Thinking of this, the old soul emperor nodded and said: "I hope that senior will keep his word!"

After speaking, under his command, the twelve soul emperors immediately formed an array, ready to resist.

However, he did not expect that this Contra, who had just broken through, had two 10-year-old soul bones.Unexpectedly, Zong Ning has the head soul bone of the Holy Grail to recover his soul power, and Zong Ning's soul power has already been fully recovered.

Zong Ning raised the sword in his right hand, the eighth soul ring lit up, and drew a circle with the sword in front of him.

"It's a good time to try the power of the eighth soul skill."

As the eighth soul ring lighted up, with the circle he drew as the center, phantoms of Yitian swords appeared, and soon there were hundreds or even thousands of them, densely packed.

The sword shadow gradually turned from virtual to real. From a distance, it looked like hundreds of real swords floating in the air.

Seeing this magnificent scene, the old soul emperor couldn't help swallowing. "Everyone defend with all their strength!" the old soul emperor shouted.

In fact, the old soul emperor didn't need to shout, everyone had already summoned their martial souls and went all out.After all, the momentum of these tens of thousands of swords looks too scary.

Feeling the soul power in his body, Zong Ning frowned slightly. "This soul power is strong, but it consumes too much soul power. If I didn't have the Holy Grail soul bone, I'm afraid my soul power would be exhausted after two releases."

Withdrawing his thoughts, Zong Ning pointed his sword forward and said softly, "Go!"

Thousands of sword shadows flew out one by one, forming a river of swords.

Jianhe is like a dragon, pounding towards the twelve soul emperors of the Wuhun Hall.

After a long time, the sword shadows had all disappeared.Where the twelve soul emperors stood, there were only twelve tattered corpses cut by sword shadows.

"Grandpa, this soul power is so powerful! I also want this soul skill!" Zong Xia couldn't help but said.

Yes, Zong Xia wants it very much, Zong Xia is very tempted.Let's not talk about whether it is strong or not, this soul skill is handsome enough!Whether you are handsome or not is a matter of life.

Besides, this soul power is not only handsome, but also powerful enough, it can be called top grade in the eighth soul skill.It can attack in groups or alone, and its power is not bad.

Zhao Wuji also complimented at the side: "It's amazing, senior is amazing."

Zong Ning withdrew his martial soul, stroked his gray beard, and smiled indifferently like an expert.

"Xia'er, let's go back." Zong Ning said.

Zong Ning nodded, and the group of three walked out of the Star Dou Forest.

Along the way, Zong Xia kept catching century-old soul beasts for Zong Ning to kill.

Zao Wou-ki was confused, he didn't know which one the grandpa and grandson were acting in.

"Xiao Zhao, what is your martial soul?"

"Senior, my martial spirit is Vigorous Vajra Bear."

"Great Vajra Bear? You are the demon king who has been making a lot of noise in the world of soul masters these past few years. I heard your name is a little familiar, so it turns out to be the Fudo King Zhao Wuji."

"Senior is too famous. In front of you, I don't dare to be called Fudo Ming King."