Douluo's opening send-off system

A blackened withered hand rested on the edge of the spring. The pupils of the two titled Douluo suddenly expanded sharply. They both took a step back, summoned martial spirits to possess them, and stared at the shore without blinking.

Another hand of a cold ice sculpture was pulled up on the shore, and its fingers were directly dug into the soil. Both hands were used together, one behind the other, hooked to the ground like two hooks, pulling a half-burnt and half-ice figure, I don’t know. Something climbed up the shore.

From the shape, you can tell it's a person in front of you.

"Click, click..."

There were a few crunching sounds, and cracks began to appear on the frozen half. There were a few more cracking sounds, and the ice exploded, and the broken ice splashed on the faces of the two titled Douluo. Although it was cold, it ignited the excitement in their hearts. fiery.

Although the face has changed slightly, the eyebrows and outline are still so familiar.

Sila~

Sila~

Several sounds of cloth being torn were heard, and pieces of dark dead skin were torn off. Ghost Leopard Douluo and Falcon Douluo's cheeks turned red at the same time. They covered their mouths and turned their heads, their eyes narrowed. It became a crack, and the shoulders were shaking slightly.

Seeing the strange and strange movements of the two, Han Wuyi tilted his head in confusion, then lowered his head, looked at his lower body, silently picked up a larger piece of burnt skin, covered his vital parts, and lowered his head to the ground. Looking for something.

Ghost Leopard Douluo silently walked to Han Wuyi, holding back his laughter, and handed Han Wuyi the soul guide that Han Wuyi had already taken off with his foresight. Before Han Wuyi reached out, Ghost Leopard Douluo He had already pulled Falcon Douluo out of the way a few times and disappeared.

Han Wuyi was stunned for a moment, and silently uttered something about being sick.

He picked up the soul guide and put it on, took out a set of purple clothes and put it on, and took out a hair crown to tie his hair. Although he could cut his hair short, it was long hair that he had raised for six years. He already had feelings and was reluctant to cut it. . (Actually, I didn’t have the money to cut it first. Later, I looked better with long hair and a shawl. I didn’t want to cut it, even if I was often mistaken for a girl.)

I searched the back of my head several times with my hands but still couldn't find that end. I suddenly felt something was wrong with my flowing hair. I hurriedly touched my head. In disbelief, I touched my head again with both hands, but I still couldn't find the hair. , but I rolled my hands to braise the eggs.

Very calmly, I took out the mirror from the soul guide. My hands were shaking. I slowly looked at the mirror and prayed wildly in my heart...

"what!!!!"

A piercing scream startled a flurry of birds. Dugu Bo, who was rushing towards the Eye of Ice and Fire, was so frightened that he lost his footing. He didn't use enough strength. Instead of jumping to another branch, he was hit in the face. Right...

Click!

The mirror was crushed by Han Wuyi with one hand, and the flying fragments hit his face and was bounced to the side. His palm spread out, and a pile of fragments drifted away in the wind.

He caressed his face helplessly and silently felt his cultivation level. Well, he was at level 47. This was without the addition of a soul ring.

If he added a soul ring, he felt that he could challenge the 100,000-year soul ring to block the possibility of a narrow escape.

He silently put down his hands and walked towards the eight-petal fairy orchid with a sullen face. On the way, he also picked the ninth-grade purple mushroom and prepared to drink it.

He must ensure that after absorbing another ten thousand year soul ring, he must break through level 60.

He has less than eight years left. If he cannot break through the Titled Douluo before the next Soul Master Elite Competition, he will still die.

A hundred thousand year soul ring?

With the two things he currently controls, who can they defeat, apparently, a hundred thousand year soul beast?

Even if they could fight, how could they risk their lives for themselves? I'm afraid they are dragging themselves to death together.

If his true cultivation level were spread, there would be no need for Tang Hao to confront Wuhun Palace and be used as a hostage.

Now the soul power must be destroyed, locked up in a cage, and raised, and then taken out to sacrifice the flag...