Douluo's Summoning God

Zhao Wuji kept moving his body and directly released his martial soul, with seven soul rings shining brightly around him.

"Come out, I know you are here, come on and fight me. I know your strength is extraordinary. I am worried that no one will find fault with me. It seems that my luck today is not always bad. I have bad luck during the day. Well, I was very lucky tonight and met someone who was looking for trouble with me." Zhao Wuji grinned.

The seven soul rings around him were beating, especially the three black ten thousand-year soul rings at the top, which shone with a deep black light.

Whoosh!

In front of Zhao Wuji, a black figure fell from a big tree. He was wearing a black cloak. His age could not be seen, but he could tell that he was a tall man.

Zhao Wuji released a wild aura all over his body, showing no anger and self-power, and shouted: "First of all, who are you?"

The man in black did not answer, but said calmly: "If I can meet Fudo Mingou in a small place, I also want to compete with you. I haven't moved my muscles for a long time."

"I asked you who you are, don't you understand? Tell me your name."

The man in black said calmly: "If I tell you my name, you won't be as imposing as you are now."

In classical Chinese, Zhao Wuji hummed: "What do you mean? Do you think that I, Zhao Wuji, will be afraid of you? Anyway, I have many enemies. I may not be able to think of them even if you mention their names. Let's do it quickly. I also want to have a good time." Kick your muscles."

The man in black didn't say anything more, but walked over step by step, and at the same time, circles of soul rings fell one after another on his head.

First, two yellow soul rings fell one after another. Zhao Wuji stared at them, his expression constantly changing, and first the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

As the soul ring of the man in black fell, Zhao Wuji's inner changes probably went like this:

I started with two yellow soul rings, hum, so did I.

Two more purple soul rings fell, and Zhao Wuji's expression remained unchanged.

Two more black soul rings fell. Zhao Wuji raised his brows slightly, very interested, and his fighting spirit rose. He thought to himself, is the Soul Emperor okay?

However, it didn't stop, and the seventh black soul ring fell.

Zhao Wuji's expression changed again and became solemn: Huh? You're not bad, you're a soul like me...

But... the soul ring on the head of the man in black still did not stop. The eighth soul ring emerged from the top of his head, and Zhao Wuji's inner activities came to an abrupt stop.

The eighth soul ring fell from the head of the man in black and lingered around him. Zhao Wuji's expression changed and became horrified: It turned out to be a soul fight...

However, once again, Zhao Wuji's inner activities were interrupted, because, above the head of the man in black, a soul ring appeared again, and it was... red!

The ninth soul ring fell and lingered around the man in black. This ninth soul ring was red all over. It was much larger than the previous eight soul rings and was extremely dazzling.

Zhao Wuji's expression turned panicked, his eyes widened, his pupils shrank, and his mind moved: Titled... Titled Douluo... Big... Boss... I was wrong!

Zhao Wuji was completely panicked. His expression went from disdain to interest to seriousness to horror and then to horror. In just two seconds, the change was extremely rapid. His body was trembling, and the aura on his body was completely gone.

Zhao Wuji didn't expect that he would face a titled Douluo! And his ninth spirit ring is actually one hundred thousand years old!

It’s just a titled Douluo, but he actually has a hundred thousand year soul ring! Then the combat power will be even more terrifying!

A hundred thousand year soul ring is extremely rare, even rarer than a soul bone. Among the ten titled Douluo, it is difficult to find a single one with a hundred thousand year soul ring.

The man in black said calmly: "Since you also want to stretch your muscles, bring it here."

As soon as he finished speaking, a giant hammer appeared in the hand of the man in black.

Zhao Wuji smiled bitterly, bent down and saluted, and said in awe: "I don't know which senior is here, so don't joke with me. How can I, the Quhun Sage, be qualified to compete with you?"

The voice of the man in black was still indifferent: "What's wrong with it? Aren't the children you faced during the day just great soul masters? As a soul saint, didn't you bully those children very well? I think bullying People seem to have good feelings, so let me bully you, and you can think that I am really bullying."

Zhao Wuji trembled for a while and felt like crying but had no tears.

The man in black walked ten meters in front of Zhao Wuji and stopped. He glanced around briefly and said, "Now that you are here, come out. There is no difference between one and two."

Whoosh!

A figure flickered, and a person emerged. Huge wings were stretched out behind him, his eyes were yellow, his pupils were erect, and his seven soul rings were beating. It was Flanders.

Zhao Wuji's expression relaxed a little, and he was embarrassed: "Boss, this senior..."

Flanders glanced at the giant hammer and saluted directly to the man in black: "I have seen Haotian Crown Emperor!"

"hiss!"

Suddenly, Zhao Wuji took a breath of cold air. Could this person in front of him be...

Zhao Wuji suddenly shivered even more violently. At the same time, he felt regretful and wanted to cry. It was not that he was lucky at night, but that he was even more unlucky at night!

The man in front of him is known as the most powerful person in Soul Master Street. Compared with the blade in front of him, his strength is like the light of a firefly.

The man in black said coldly: "No need to be polite, I'm not looking for trouble."

"I wonder where Zhao Wuji offended His Majesty Haotian? Can you give me some face?"

The man in black said indifferently: "Flanders, the main station in the Yellow Iron Triangle, Cat Eagle Martial Spirit, level . Let me give you a face, can you bear it? No matter who it is today, it is impossible to change my idea."

Flender's heart sank, and he naturally knew that it was not empty talk. After all, he didn't even look down on the Spirit Hall.

Zhao Wuji smiled bitterly: "Your Majesty Haotian, I really don't know where I have offended you. Can you explain it clearly first? This will make me understand even if I die."

The man in black snorted coldly: "Do you still need me to tell you? If you hit the younger one, the older one will naturally have to stand up and demand justice. This is only natural."

Suddenly, Zhao Wuji was startled. Who is the little one?

Tang Hao...Tang San...

Soon, Zhao Wuji understood.

Zhao Wuji stepped back continuously and said in great panic: "Say goodbye? I was beaten very badly today."

"But it wasn't me who fought. I said, as an old man, I have to seek justice, so let's do it. Originally, I didn't plan to use martial arts and soul skills to fight, but I changed my mind. I seemed to hear during the day, you That my son was born from a hedgehog."

In an instant, Zhao Wuji's expression changed wildly, and he wished he could slap himself.

"So, let's change it to not using soul skills. If you can hold a stick of incense in my hand using martial arts, I will leave immediately. Otherwise, you must do something for me."

Zhao Wuji felt that he was finished and could not escape the fate of being beaten.

Zhao Wuji had no choice but to stand aside.

Then, the man in black held a giant hammer and rushed directly towards Zhao Wuji.

bang bang bang! ! !

Boom boom boom! ! !

"Ahhhh!!!"

……

Suddenly, in the woods, there was a continuous roar, the energy kept sweeping, the trees kept flying, and the screams were so shrill that even the roar could not cover it up.

The woods were some distance from the college, but Shui Han's senses were different from ordinary people's, so he naturally heard the screams.

Shui Han lay on the bed and smiled: "It seems that it has begun."