Douluo's opening is chased by Wuhun Temple

Chapter 295 The School of Douluo Continent!
Ye Chen didn't know if what they said was true or not, but he felt that the cowhide was a bit too big, and the soul bone didn't cost less than 5 yuan?This handwriting is a bit too big!

Originally, the soul bone was very precious, but they said it was like a Chinese cabbage and returned 5 soul bones. Ye Chen felt that this little fat man was bragging.

But Ye Chen thought about it again, he just touched a head soul bone in the corridor of the 9th floor demon tower, so there may still be soul bones in the ruins of this demigod.

There are only a few soul bones passed down on the Douluo Continent, and these soul bones are basically famous.

This is the relic of an ancient strongman, so terrifying, Ye Chen couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

If there are soul bones, Ye Chen is of course very happy, but what Ye Chen wants most is puppets. This is because there are puppet soul guides in the demon tower, so it is very likely that there will be puppet soul guides in the ruins of the mysterious strong man.

"What is a soul bone? It is said that there is a soul ring of a ten-thousand-year-old beast inside. There are so many good things, will you be with me later?" The fat man patted his chest, his eyes were full of pride!
"What...! And the soul ring of the ten thousand year soul beast!" Several of them couldn't help being surprised.

"Is there really such a treasure in the ten thousand year spirit ring?" Most people held a skeptical attitude.

"Ten Thousand Years Soul Ring? Fatty, are you bragging again?" Then someone interrupted Fatty's bragging without mercy.

They have known the fat man for a long time, and the fat man's words are not guarded at all, and they often exaggerate, they are used to it.

"When has my fat man ever lied to someone? This is true!" The fat man emphasized with great effort, fighting for his own face.

"Who are you guys? Know what's going on inside? If there aren't 5 soul bones here, I, the fat man, swear that my soul power hasn't improved at all in the past five years!"

For a braggart like Fatty, what he enjoys the most is others' belief in him, not others' suspicion of him.

Although the practicality and attractiveness of soul bones are fatal to most soul masters, there is also an extremely critical problem, that is, the more people fight for the better things, the chances of getting them are extremely low.

Therefore, the soul ring of the ten thousand year soul beast should be the most important thing for everyone to snatch.

"Won't the soul ring of the Ten Thousand Years Divine Beast dissipate if it is not absorbed?" Ye Chen frowned and muttered to himself.

This is not where Ye Chen is, he is fancy in the ancient books, nor is he listening to other people's hearsay, but the soul rings he has seen that he has hunted and killed. If they are not absorbed within a certain period of time, they will soon disappear.

"Yes, yes." Ye Chen's doubts quickly aroused the interest of the people around him, because they also thought so in their hearts.

"You are all country bumpkins? Can the soul rings of the ancient times be the same as the soul rings of Douluo Dalu now? There must be a gap between the two!" Someone pouted in puzzlement.

Ye Chen listened to the words of the people next to him, and Ye Chen probably made a clear distinction. These people seem to be roughly divided into two camps. One is skeptical of the skills and treasures such as soul tools stored in the ancient Douluo Continent, and the other is extremely fanatical respect.

"This is all in ancient times. That era was different from our current Douluo Continent. The technology they used was very special." A voice came from the side and explained to Ye Chen.

It was a young man in white, with a rebellious expression on his face.

"Stop bragging about the ancient times, only some brainless weaklings would lick violently."

"What is fierce licking? In ancient times? If you understand it, don't speak up, okay? Don't you have it now?!"

"It's hard to say, the Douluo Continent as a whole is already going downhill. Let's pick people's teeth. There are so many secret arts and powerhouses in ancient times." One of the students with a goatee frowned and analyzed, some young and mature.

"Hehe." The fat man immediately rebelled: "What does it mean to go downhill? Our Douluo Continent will move forward more and more. It is an ancient time that is getting better and better. There are as many strong people as a cow's hair. Have you seen it? Don't listen to the wind to be the wind, but to listen to the rain to be the rain! We now have more than three times the number of soul masters in the Douluo Continent than in ancient times, and they have multiplied to the peak!" The fat man frowned and said angrily.

"Hehe, I laughed. There are more and more soul masters now, but as for soul beasts, high-quality soul beasts are still less and less. Douluo Dalu has the largest number of soul masters, but the quality is also the worst. It has been many years since there has been a Limit Douluo."

"Limit Douluo? So you want to emphasize the quality of the soul master? What do you think? The soul guides from ancient times have been passed down, and we have all seen them, and they are not very useful, most of them are tasteless?"

If someone disagrees with him, he will refute it vigorously, proving that his point of view is correct!

"Those enchanted weapons that are too weak to die can't be stopped by a single soul skill, treasures from ancient times? You are only foolish students like you who will always flatter you, don't lie to yourself!" The fat man said angrily.

"Parents' weapons are garbage. That means you haven't read the ancient secret books. Those weapons in ancient times are god-like existences. Don't see a few cats and dogs and yell at me here! I can guarantee that the number of people in the Douluo Continent has reached the highest peak in the history of the entire Douluo Continent, but the quality is the worst! If you can't get out of the gods, I'm afraid you can only rely on ancient methods!" The tone of the goatee boy suddenly became a little excited.

"An ancient method? You are still an ancient method. There are still gods in ancient times. If we die, we can only rely on ourselves to forge a new path in the future. If the ancient times are tyrannical? If it is useful, it will not disappear." Fatty's tone became more and more excited. His forehead was covered with sweat.

"How could God die?" Ye Chen frowned, thinking about a question.

"God, do you think gods are invincible? There are more powerful existences above gods!" The bearded boy with a white goat said mysteriously.

(End of this chapter)