Hokage no Wave Wind Muruto

“This is……… Martial soul? Nangong Mo looked at the Nine Lamas behind Mu Liu and asked in shock.

Roar!

The Nine Lamas roared, and the terrifying wave of qi directly turned the surrounding dirt over, and a large number of ancient trees were directly blown off.

The location where Xin Yu Nangong Mo is located is far from the valley where Philip is located, otherwise, the movements that happened here would have been known by Philip.

Of course, the reason why the Muryu people will make a move is also because it is relatively far away.

Nangong Mo was still very shocked at this time, because the huge figure of the Ninth Lama was too large, giving people a great sense of oppression.

The Ninth Lama looked at Nangong Mo with a hint of excitement in his eyes, because the Ninth Lama had not made a move for five years, which made the Ninth Lama, who liked to fight, very depressed.

Roar!

The Ninth Lama slapped a claw directly at Nangong Mo, and the speed brought by the terrifying force directly emitted a sonic boom.

“Martial Soul Manifestation!!” Nangong Mo had a ghostly expression, and hurriedly dodged to the side, not daring to shake it at all.

Rumble!

The Ninth Lama did not hit Nangong Mo, a claw directly slapped on the ground, and suddenly, the ground instantly cracked, and a large pit with a diameter of more than ten meters appeared on the ground.

“Are you a ninth-level purple-gold soul master?” Nangong Mo looked at Mu Liuren with a shocked look and asked loudly.

At this time, Nangong Mo no longer had the slightest will to fight, because he regarded Mururien as a ninth-level purple-gold soul master.

As he himself said before, if they were ninth-level soul masters, they would not have any strength to resist at all.

The reason why the ninth-level purple-gold soul master was able to detach himself and have such privileges was because the ninth-level purple-gold soul master had already undergone fundamental changes with other level soul masters.

As long as the soul power is not exhausted, then no amount of eighth-level soul masters are opponents of ninth-level purple-gold soul masters.

That’s because the ninth-level soul masters have been able to realize the martial soul manifestation, and they are not afraid of group attacks at all, and the soul power they have is very large, plus the recovery speed of soul power is extremely fast.

What’s more, the ninth-level Purple Gold Soul Master’s own defense power was very strong, and they were already more than just ordinary humans. If a level eight soul master and a soul master below level eight are prepared, ordinary weapons can kill.

But if ordinary people want to kill a ninth-level soul master, it is simply impossible. -Therefore, as long as it is reasonably grasped, it can be said that a ninth-level soul master can only be killed by a ninth-level soul master in addition to his own sake.

Of course, Muren is one, after all, his lethality is already comparable to that of an ordinary ninth-level soul master.

Coupled with the Ninth Lama’s sake, he can kill a ninth-level purple-gold soul master.

Of course, this premise was that the ninth-level purple-gold soul master did not resist throughout the whole process and let Mu Liuren do it.

Otherwise, it was basically impossible for the Mu Liu people to kill the ninth-level Purple Gold Soul Master head-on.

After all, Mururien’s own strength is too weak, and the basic strength is not at the same level as the ninth-level soul master.

“Impossible, how can you be a ninth-level soul master?”

Nangong Mo looked at Mu Liu incredulously and muttered, but the damage caused by the attack of the Ninth Lama just now had to make him believe.

Mururien did not continue to attack, but just looked at the other party lightly, and said again: “How about it, do you want to follow me?” ”

Nangong Mo listened to Mu Liuren’s words, and his expression changed a little.

When he carefully observed the Mururen, he suddenly stared at the cold eyes of the Muryuren, the heavy pupils full of enchanting colors.

“Are you a member of the royal family of the White Tiger Empire?” Nangong Mo asked loudly.

When Mu Liuren heard this, his brows frowned slightly, and he said coldly: “According to the bloodline, I am indeed a member of the Bai clan, but I am no longer a member!” ”

Nangong Mo listened to Mu Liuren’s answer, a trace of essence flashed in his eyes, and said: “Okay, I can follow you, but I want you to promise me a condition!” ”

“Conditions? Do you think you still have that qualification? Mururien said coldly.

When Nangong Mo heard this, he was slightly startled.

Rumble!

At this moment, eight sky-blue claws directly broke out of the ground, directly forming a huge soul power cage that trapped Nangong Mo in the middle.

Nangong Mo’s color changed slightly, and as soon as he wanted to make a move, a large number of Flying Thunder God Techniques were imprinted on his body.

Yikes!

Nangong Mo held a long sword and split the soul power cage very easily, which made him slightly puzzled.

“What the hell are you doing?” Nangong Mo looked at the sky-blue strange imprints on his skin and asked loudly.

At first, Nangong Mo thought that these imprints were some kind of toxin, which scared him a lot.

But when he checked it a little, he found that these things seemed to be a prank of a child’s random doodles, and there seemed to be no threat.

“This is my imprint, which can control your imprint of life and death!” Mu Liuren looked at Nangong Mo and said softly, at this moment, Mu Liuren had the victory in hand.

Because through many experiments, he already knew that it was impossible for a soul master below the ninth level to dodge his Flying Thunder God Technique. _

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