Plane Development Plan

Xiao Jiang explained without any ambiguity, which made the three people who were looking for trouble look confused. Na Batuo was stunned for a moment and laughed:

"Master Long, Brother Qian, don't you hear this funny? After all, you are masters sent by the Soul Master Guild of the Blood God Empire. Together, even two ninety-five-level titled Douluo are no match for you. If you add me, even Even peak Douluo can be killed, and they actually said they wanted to destroy us, tsk tsk, they made it sound like he was a god-level expert."

Ba Tuo is very arrogant, and birds of a feather flock together, and Young Master Long and the man named Qian are also very arrogant. Xiao Jiang looked at how old they are, and the youngest one is Young Master Long, who has the highest level of cultivation. Probably early thirties.

When a soul master in the Ancient God Realm cultivates to a titled Douluo in his thirties or forties, as long as there are backstage connections and good martial arts, it is easy to rely on the powerful vitality of this world. However, to cultivate to the peak and peerless Douluo, it is not just about relying on If the vitality is sufficient, but the foundation is not good enough, and the enlightenment is not good, then you can only stay in the title Douluo for the rest of your life.

Because of the abundant vitality here, it would be easy for a titled Douluo to live one or two thousand years. But Bato, who is close to three hundred years old and still at level ninety-one, and having a god-level father to help him, only shows that his own perception is too poor.

Compared to Mr. Long, this guy is only in his early thirties and is already at level ninety-four. If there is no problem, he will soon be able to cultivate to the level of a peerless Douluo, and it is not impossible to even become a god within a few decades.

Without plug-ins like Xiao Jiang, Young Master Long could definitely be regarded as a genius, but he was willing to sink and hang out with Ba Tuo. Even if he became a god, his future achievements would probably not be very good.

"Do you want to know our background? My father, Long Tengyun, my martial spirit is Dark Dragon, a ninety-fourth level offensive type Longyuan Douluo, Qian Feng is a ninety-two level Linglong Pearl martial spirit, auxiliary type Yuanxin Douluo, Batuo is a Xuanling Jade Tiger, and a level 91 agility attack type Sky Tiger Douluo. Do you still think you two can be our opponents?

I still advise this person not to go against us and leave Ling Xin to us. Hello, me, everyone. That is really good. "

As he said this, Young Master Long actually looked at Ling Xin proudly with his lustful eyes. Xiao Jiang rolled his eyes. Ling Xin stood out so much that he didn't feel it when he was thinking about him. Ling Xin, who was now his, was being missed by others. This man was sure in his heart. Big fire.

Xiao Jiang curled his lips and said:

"I just asked Ling Xin to take care of you. I'm not interested in messing with you. Ling Xin, do it."

"Hahaha... It turns out to be a silver pewter gun head. I put one on display. Tsk tsk. Let the woman block the front. I laughed to death... Hahaha...".c0m

Ba Tuo laughed wildly and the nine soul rings outside his body lit up. The other two people also released their soul rings at the same time. Ba Tuo had one purple, seven black and one red, Qian Feng had one purple, six black and two red, and Mr. Long had five black and four red.

Their strength and background can be seen from the soul rings. Xiao Jiang narrowed his eyes and continued to smoke his cigar. Ling Xin jumped off the stone. Her body shook and a suit of armor had covered all her vitals. Tianxinshen The armor is light but has extremely strong defense, and there are various soul bone powers integrated into it. The higher the cultivation level, the more powerful the soul bone skills displayed.

In this world, soul armor can be fused before becoming a god. After becoming a god, the soul bones will be discharged and either left to future generations or integrated into the created god armor.

Xiao Jiang had a lot of soul bones. He selected six soul bones and rare materials suitable for Ling Xin to refine this set of divine armor. Ling Xin needed to understand its power.

"Buzz..."

Ling Xin also released her soul ring. Because she had not broken through to the divine level, her soul ring was still six black and three red, which looked worse than Young Master Long. However, as her soul power was released, the peerless Douluo's demigod suppressed her. Appearing, Mr. Long, who originally coveted Ling Xin, could not help but shrink his eyes slightly and shouted:

"Peerless Douluo, how is that possible? Ba Tuo, didn't you say she is a ninety-fourth level titled Douluo?"

"Hey hey hey..."

Ling Xin slowly gathered momentum and said with a sinister smile:

"Why are you afraid? Don't regret it. You have no other choice but to take action. Be prepared to take my move with the Blood Python Crazy Halberd."

As he spoke, Ling Xin jumped up, and a giant blood python appeared around him in mid-air. The Fang Tian Painted Halberd transformed into a martial spirit in his hand turned into three and struck three people separately like the fangs of a giant python.

"Exquisite transformation, increase, acceleration."

As an auxiliary soul master, Qian Feng stepped back and immediately used his auxiliary skills. Two white lights shone on Ba Tuo and Mr. Long. Mr. Long also knew that he had no regrets. Even if he was afraid of Peerless Douluo, he thought that he was so far away from the Blood Jade Tiger God. Not far from Chengcheng, a fighting atmosphere broke out here. He believed that the Xuanling Jade Tiger Sect Master and the rest of the Soul Master Guild would realize that as long as they delayed their arrival for a few minutes, this peerless Douluo would be nothing.

Mr. Long felt that Ling Xin's soul skills were very powerful, so he shouted directly for insurance:

"Martial spirit's true form, the roar of the dark dragon."

A giant black dragon suddenly charged up, roaring and biting Fang Tian's painted halberd in mid-air with its big mouth.

At the same time, Ba Tuo's body was transformed into white shadows that kept flashing, and a pair of sharp claws in his hands kept hitting the painted halberd that was attacking him.

"Boom... click..."

There are several times the gap between Peerless Douluo and Titled Douluo. Those are the levels with the largest level gap before becoming a god. It is very difficult to defeat a ninety-fourth level Titled Douluo at level ninety-five, but once you pass level ninety-six, The gap at each level is huge. When you reach the Peerless Douluo Demigod level, you will crush the Titled Douluo.

Ling Xin was not in a competition, let alone a test. Xiao Jiang asked her to fight with all her strength and make a quick decision. In addition to not using a martial spirit in this first move, she directly used the ninth soul skill.

Even with a full-strength move, Young Master Long, who was 80% faster with the help of assistance, was hit just like Bato. Young Master Long's Dark Dragon was hit so hard that the dragon's body directly hit the rock wall of the valley, breaking a piece of stone. A mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth, but he was only injured. The moment he hit the mountain wall, he jumped up and flew up with the black dragon again, shouting in a deep voice:

"Tianyu Dark Dragon Strike."

During the attack, Mr. Long glanced at the ground. On the ground, the troublesome Batuo had fallen to the ground. One of his legs was cut off and blood spurted out. In just one move, he was seriously injured by Fang Tian's painted halberd and lost his fighting ability.

A pair of black wings sprouted from the dark dragon's back, and the huge dragon body circled upwards and then turned over and pounced down.

"The eighth soul skill, Black Tiger Sky-Exploding Slash."

As Ling Xin shouted, a colorful black tiger around her roared up to the sky. Fang Tian's painted halberd in her hand turned into a three-foot-sized sword and rolled up. The black dragon rolled with a clicking sound, and Ling Xin rushed into Fang Tian's painted halberd. The halberd swiped at Qian Feng's waist.

"ah……"

Qian Feng was cut in half amid the screams. As an auxiliary soul master with little fighting ability, he had no choice but to be slaughtered without protection. At this moment, a black shadow in the sky clattered onto the pile of rocks.

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