Hokage no Wave Wind Muruto

“Aren’t you afraid that the soul beast will run away?” Mu Liuren’s eyes showed a slight difference, and he asked in a low voice.

“If I dare to do it, I am not afraid that he will run away!” The black-haired man snorted coldly and replied confidently.

When Mu Liuren heard this, he was slightly surprised, glanced at the man who was trapped here, pondered for a moment, and said: “The soul beast forest is a vast area, and the 10,000-year soul beast is like a carp crossing the river, even if it is a 100,000-year soul beast, there are also many too!” ”

“Since you are so confident, either you have left some mark on that soul beast, but in that case, it is still not safe enough, after all, who knows where it runs, even if it is how you track it?”

“There is also a possibility that that the soul beast cannot move at all, which means that you chose a plant-based soul beast all the time, am I right?” Excellency! ”

When the black-haired man heard Mu Liuren’s analysis, he laughed loudly and said loudly: “Little ghost, you are very smart!” ”

“Tell me, what’s your name?”

“They named me Leng Qianjue, but I prefer others to call me Mururi!” Mururien looked at the other party and said softly.

“Leng Qianjue? Muryu people! What a funny little ghost! ”

A smile appeared on the black-haired man’s face, and he asked in a low voice, “Little ghost, do you want to get that 100,000-year-old soul bone?” ”

When Mu Liuren heard this, he raised his eyebrows slightly and said, “Tell me about it!” ”

When the black-haired man heard this, the corners of his mouth lifted a strange arc, and he whispered, “Do you think that I will tell you the whereabouts of that 100,000-year soul bone so easily?” ”

“In that case, then you should die!” A cold light appeared in Mururen’s eyes, and his voice was like a demon in the Nine Nether Hell.

After speaking, the Nine Lamas behind Mu Liu’s person showed an impatient look, and directly stabbed a claw at the chest of the black-haired man, wanting to pull out the martial soul in his body.

“Wait!” The black-haired man’s face changed slightly, as he felt a hint of danger.

Originally, he thought that the martial soul behind Mu Liuren did not have much power, because he did not see a single soul ring, so naturally he did not put it in his eyes.

But ever since the Nine Lamas showed an impatient look, he felt a deep crisis.

“Little ghost, it seems that you are a little weird! Hehe! The black-haired man took a deep look at Mu Liuren and said, “Since you want that soul bone, I’ll tell you!”

That 100,000-year-old soul bone was placed in a Yinglan of about 3,000 years, if you want it, then go and find it! ”

When Mururien heard this, his brows frowned slightly.

Yinglan is a plant soul beast, flesh, single Yinglan may not have any offensive power, but Yinglan is a large area living together, of course, most of the plant soul beasts are gregarious.

These soul beasts are not only brutal by nature, but more importantly, they are highly poisonous.

In short, this is an extremely troublesome soul beast!

Poof!

The Nine Lamas’ claws directly pierced the body given by the other party, blood gushed out instantly, and a huge dark black Xuan Tortoise appeared instantly.

“This is … Alien Blood True Soul! How can it be? You obviously don’t even have a soul ring, how can you make the ability of a purple gold soul master! ”

The black-haired man looked at the Nine Lamas behind Mu Liu with a shocked expression, he was very puzzled, obviously this little ghost in front of him was not even a first-level soul master, why could he use the power of a ninth-level soul master.

The alien blood true soul is the symbol of a ninth-level soul master, who can manifest his martial soul tool, can turn his body into a substantial martial soul, or directly manifest his martial soul tool and cause substantial damage.

“Hmph, little ghost, you don’t know that there are still many things? How do you know the power that the Ninth Lama master? The Ninth Lama snorted coldly with disdain, and directly pulled out the opponent’s martial soul.

The martial soul of the ninth-level soul master is very powerful, and it is also the best Xuanwu who is best at defense, so even the Ninth Lama is very troublesome to deal with.

However, after the Nine Lamas pulled it out of the black-haired man’s body, it was like a waterless duckweed, without the provision of soul power, and it was quickly defeated and swallowed by the Nine Lama.

“Martial Soul… Have your own stellar? And also ate my martial soul! ”

The black-haired man’s aura was very weak, and he was shocked by what the Nine Lamas had just done.

He never knew that this world would change like this, and martial souls could not only speak, but also devour each other.

The black-haired man’s aura weakened, and when he was about to die, he saw the nine lamas behind Muryu, the seven tails dancing in the wind.

“I… To die, no… Passed, it is worth having people from the White Tiger Empire to accompany the funeral! ”

The man’s pupils narrowed, and he whispered, with a smile on his face, a smug smile.

In his opinion, the Muryu people are very strange, with this peculiar martial soul, they will definitely be able to stand at the peak of this world.

However, he is the royal heir of the White Tiger Empire who did not inherit the White Tiger Martial Soul, and according to the rules of the White Tiger Empire’s royal family, only one of the two can survive.

No matter who wins in the end, it will be worth it for him.

Unfortunately, these are all men’s fantasies, because Muryu will not be like he imagined at all, he has no hatred for the White Tiger Empire, nor does he have a sense of belonging, just like a stranger, that’s all! _

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