Douluo: Starting from Shrek dropping out of school

The audience at the scene was in a mess, scrambling to escape from the door, and the black-robed man who suddenly appeared on the ring directly restrained Ma Hongjun, who was in a strange state. The wounds of Tang San who was knocked off the ring collapsed directly, as if A bloody man.

The leading man in black robes said with a strange smile: "What a great harvest, what a great harvest. I didn't expect that a simple mission not only allowed me to find the Holy Son, but also found treasures such as the attached soul bone. Jie Jie Jie, you kid!" Leave your soul bones to me."

"Stop it, put down my apprentice!"

"Owl, possessed!"

"The first soul skill: three cannons that blast the sky and split the earth."

On the side of Tiandou Academy, Dugu Yan noticed something was wrong immediately and immediately asked all the members to jump off the ring. Looking at the people in front of her, she always felt that they seemed familiar.

On Shrek's side, Oscar, Ning Rongrong and others were scared to the color of pig's liver. Tang San was blood red and was silently held by Xiao Wu, while Ma Hongjun was still full of energy just now and was killing everyone in an instant. He was knocked unconscious and carried in his right hand like a chicken.

In the stands, Flanders instantly completed the possession of the martial soul, and seven soul rings of yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, and black appeared.

"Oh, Soul Saint!" A tall but extremely thin man in the black-robed crowd sneered.

There was a hint of disdain in the leading man's tone, and he said to his subordinates: "Hei 1 and 2 will resolve the battle quickly. Don't wait for the support from the Tiandou Empire and Wuhun Palace to arrive."

"Tsk tsk, Mr. Feng, just a soul saint, don't you underestimate us?"

"Martial soul possessed!"

The two men called Hei Yi and Hei Er directly fired their martial souls. Huang, Huang, Zi, Zi, Hei and Hei were actually six-ring soul emperors.

The two look so similar that they are actually twin brothers.

Facing Flanders' angrily attack, Heiyi's martial spirit seemed to be a black mist that directly enveloped Flanders. The hair on the other man's head grew crazily, and his red hair was like tough steel. The goal is directly at Flanders.

"The third soul skill: pulling the thread, breaking the soul~!"

"Sixth Soul Skill: Black Soul Bloodlust!"

"Flanders!"

"Old bird~"

"Damn it, the powerful King Kong bear is possessed!"

Zhao Wuji was half a beat too slow to react. The two people who walked out were actually high-level soul emperors. One of them had a martial soul like his own hair. The two of them cooperated. In the next round, Flanders was coordinated by the black mist soul emperor. The hair-haired soul master was injured, and the extremely tough hair tied up the anxious Flanders.

Zhao Wuji's body suddenly rose up, and the huge weight directly crushed the high-rise viewing platform with the help of the floor bounce. With the help of the force of the fall, the soul rings behind Zhao Wuji that marked the release of soul skills lit up one after another.

"The first soul skill: Fudo Ming King Body!"

"The second soul skill: Powerful Vajra Palm!"

"The fifth soul skill: Gravity Squeeze, the sixth soul skill: Powerful King Kong Roar!"

The life or death of the students was unknown, and the remaining few were also surrounded by mysterious people. Zhao Wuji came up and took action with all his strength.

Hei Er was confused: "Oh~ there is actually a second soul saint in a small Soto city, right?"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, come on, come on, it's been a long time since I tasted the flesh and blood of a higher-level powerhouse." His hair was torn off by Zhao Wuji, Hei Yi took his hair back and tasted the fragrance on his hair with an expression of enjoyment. Rand's flesh and blood.

Zhao Wuji helped Flender up: "Is everything okay?"

"It's okay, but I can't die. Be careful with the black mist. If you are wrapped in it, you will temporarily lose your senses!" Flanders was rescued, and his whole body was a little miserable. A lot of feathers on his back were scattered under the possession of the owl, and his clothes were also damaged. The hair was cut into shreds, and some bones could even be seen under the skin.

Great!

Fortunately, Zhao Wuji used two long-range attacks to attract the opponent's attention.

The old man who was called Mr. Feng by Black and Black was shrouded in the powerful Vajra roar and dispersed Zhao Wuji's soul power with just a wave of his hand. Two yellows, two purples, and three blacks. He was also a powerful soul saint. .

"Strange, why can I feel an inexplicable aura from a little girl like you?" Mr. Feng stared at Xiao Wu, who was looking at Tang San, the environmental protection man, who lowered his head and said nothing.

It seemed like a silvery white aura was covering something up.

"Is it the power of the elders?"

"That's all, I don't like killing. Today's mission is to bring back the Holy Son. An extra attached soul bone is also an unexpected surprise. Good luck to you." Mr. Feng waved his hand and knocked Xiao Wu away several meters away, not too much. It's funny to be too concerned about the strange aura on the other person's body. As an evil soul master, Feng Xinzhai said he doesn't like killing. It's really ironic! If it weren't for the mission, he wouldn't reveal his identity. However, because of his caution, as a level seventy-nine man, if he got close, he wouldn't be able to see through the aura masking technique and discover the true identity of the hundred thousand year old rabbit. .

However, at this moment, Feng Xinzhai was completely attracted by Tang San's Eight Spider Spears with attached soul bones, and he was about to reach out and kill Tang San to get the soul bones.

"You dare!"

"Idiot, stop it!"

"Damn it, where is the person in charge of the fighting spirit arena?"

Yu Xiaogang saw this and was so anxious that he could only hammer the railing feebly. Zhao Wuji and Flanders were actually blocked by two soul emperors from the other side, and the strongest one was still a soul saint. With Liu Erlong present, he knew that going now would only cause trouble for them, but what about the guards of the Soul Fighting Arena?

Guards?

Feng Xinzhai didn't have the slightest scruple. How advanced could the person in charge of a small city's fighting spirit field be?

Soul Emperor? Or Soul Saint?

The possibility of fighting Contra is very low. After all, people who can practice Contra will have the ambition to fight for the title. How can they be willing to be the person in charge of a fighting arena in a small place.

This is also true. The soul fighting arena was destroyed, and the escort team discovered it as soon as the black-robed man appeared. However, the combat power of the two soul emperors and one soul saint present was so exaggerated, and there were five or six souls with no less than The Soul King's followers, their leader is a Level 64 Soul Emperor, how do they get there?

Going to die?

"Hey, hey, can we run?"

"Boss Dai?"

"Zhuqing, Rongrong?"

Oscar looked desperately at the two teachers who were stopped over there. At this moment, he understood the reason why the auxiliary soul master was helpless in the face of a real crisis.

Really will die, Tang San will die, everyone will die.

What can an auxiliary soul master do when he has no strength to resist?

When Oscar looked at the old Soul Douluo reaching out to Tang San, he couldn't help but feel pain, why was he the only one with a clear mind?

"Jie! Jie! Jie!"

"I didn't expect that I have been stuck at level seventy-nine for so long, and I can actually find an external soul bone here that is comparable to the potential of a hundred thousand year soul ring. Although I am an evil soul master, I am still good at being active and virtuous. It’s due.”

As long as he absorbs this external soul bone, Feng Xinzhai is sure to break through to the Soul Douluo realm.

Just when the soul power hand was grabbing Tang San's neck to let him know, after all, he was the son of the world's destiny, and the world's will was protecting him in every possible way, and a voice filled with cold murderous intent resounded through the soul fighting field.

"Kanglong has regrets!"