Reiki Recovery: God-level Martial Spirit At The Start

"this……"

Zhao Kuohai was stunned for a moment, and then shocked: "He, did he tame a soul beast?"

"No, no?"

Li Bufan was confused: "Isn't this only the powerhouses of the big bases can do it?"

"Also, Wu Chen doesn't have that strength."

"How on earth did he do it?"

They all clearly sensed Sun Wukong's breath.

20,000 year soul beast!

This is not a level Wu Chen can handle at all.

Humans and soul beasts, only one side will die.

It's harder to tame.

This is also the reason why there is not a single contracted soul beast in the huge city of Su.

"Or, maybe it was the monkey's serious injury that gave Wu Chen a chance?"

Zhao Kuohai said that his eyes were red with envy: "In addition to that Wu Chen, that kid is very talented and soul beast, are you willing to sign the contract?"

He didn't even try.

And also tried many, many times.

But none of them were successful.

A contracted soul beast, loyal to its master.

Moreover, the master also holds the power of life and death for the contracted soul beast.

This is equivalent to having one more trusted helper.

And it's very good to take it out, who doesn't envy it?

"Even I'm envious!"

Li Bufan smiled bitterly.

This student is really becoming more and more unpredictable.

The other powerhouses were amazed when they saw it.

Some people were even more stunned.

But no one wanted to grab it.

Once the soul beast contract is established, it cannot be changed.

The scene of Sun Wukong carrying Wu Chen and Jiang Lingxue was really shocking.

So many people stopped fighting.

As for those soul beasts, they were even more frightened.

They don't have a 20,000-year-old soul beast.

And, isn't that their king?

Why is it being ridden by two humans!

"Wukong, look at you!"

Wu Chen patted his disciple.

"Yes, Master!"

After becoming Wu Chen's contracted soul beast, his respect for Wu Chen goes deep into his bones.

Wu Chen's words are naturally heaven.

"Roar!"

Those soul beasts that were originally his subordinates were shot and shot to death one by one.

With 20,000 years of cultivation, he is like a god of war in front of these weaklings.

After a while, hundreds of soul beasts died.

Others dare to fight.

This is their king, only to escape!

Immediately, the pressure on the eastern theater was reduced.

"Wu Chen."

At this time, Li Bufan, Zhao Kuohai and others came over and asked, "How did you do it, kid?"

Wu Chen had already thought of a reason and pretended to be excited: "It doesn't know who was injured, so I will soften it and finally let it surrender to me."

"Sure enough."

Everyone looked at each other with envy.

Could this motherfucker be the reincarnation of Emperor Ou?

This luck, even if the ancestral graves are smoked, is not enough.

"Wu Chen, you have done a lot of credit this time!"

Li Bufan had a proud look on his face.

It seems to be saying, see, our school, my students!

"Yeah, you killed more than 2,000 soul beasts over a thousand years ago."

Zhao Kuohai said excitedly: "In addition to your contracted soul beast, it is conservatively estimated that there are at least 5,000!"

With 5,000 thousand-year-old soul beasts, even Martial Lord may not have such a record.

Only a few of them can do it.

However, their main targets are those 15,000 to 20,000-year-old spirit beasts.

Therefore, the number of kills is far inferior to Wu Chen.

"Have I killed so many?"

Wu Chen really didn't pay attention.

After chatting a few more words, Li Bufan and the others left enviously.

They want to dominate the four major war zones, and they can't spend too long here.

The addition of Sun Wukong greatly improved the combat efficiency.

Often it is Sun Wukong who makes the shot, and Wu Chen makes up for it.

Before I knew it, half a day passed.

"Master, there is one last wave."

At this time, Sun Wukong spoke up.

"How strong?"

"The leader is the 30,000-year-old double-headed tiger."

Wu Chen's face changed when Sun Wukong's words fell.

30,000 years corresponds to the master level!

If that Yan Wuqing didn't take action, Sucheng would be gone today.

After Sun Wukong finished speaking, the earth shook.

This time, it was more terrifying than ever.

"Crack!"

Before the fifth wave of beast tides arrived, there was a violent earthquake on the ground where Wu Chen and the others were!

At the same time, cracks appeared from the ground.

The cracks spread rapidly, reaching the downtown area of ​​Suzhou City!

"not good!"

The expressions of Li Bufan and the others changed dramatically.

Sure enough, there are master-level soul beasts!

"Roar!"

Thousands of miles away, the two-headed demon tiger roared.

It is the leader of this fifth wave!

"Quickly invite Master Yan!"

Li Bufan let out a loud roar.

The fifth wave of beast tide is stronger.

Even the worst ones have more than 5,000 years of cultivation.

In other words, spirit masters below five-star generals are almost useless on the battlefield!

There are more than 7,000 generals left in the entire Su City.

There are more than 400 people at the Wujun level.

And the number of this fifth wave is 50,000!

Quantity, strength comparison, completely crushed.

On the battlefield, many people face ashes.

Fighting till now, I am not afraid of bloodshed, tired and not afraid of death.

The fear is hopeless!

Someone couldn't help but burst into tears.

Some people poured out their anger on the remaining soul beasts.

"Wukong, do you know why the beast tide starts?"

Wu Chen said solemnly.

With such a long distance, he sensed the crisis and he was really going to fight to the death. *

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