Douluo's martial soul swallows

  The nine-headed lions kept watching. They didn't know what Yang Chen was doing when he took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and climbed up the tree. But thinking of his ferocity, he could only stay aside and wait carefully and respectfully. Keep a certain distance, keep a distance where you can turn around and run away, lest he suddenly becomes fierce and has no beast to kill, and takes action against you.

  This kind of perverted and most dangerous person can do anything. He is not a beast, and his mind is unpredictable.

  Not to mention that the nine-headed lion was frightened and stood by him, but Yang Chen was happy when he saw his fourteenth-level soul power. This way of upgrading is really cool. He should continue to work until his soul power reaches twenty. level, get a soul ring, become a great soul master, and then go out to meet Tang San and the others.

  Strength is the last word, strength is the kingly rule. You are not afraid that those old guys from Shrek won't take you. Once your strength shows up, it would be strange if they don't take it away.

  He walked over, patted the nine lions, and said, "Little lion, we will avenge you. We will kill the big white tiger and destroy their nest together."

  The nine-headed lion's scalp went numb for a while. It just wanted to have some peace and quiet and no longer accompany the beast-killing demon king to kill beasts. Even the two hundred years of grievances with the white tiger, it didn't care about.

  Unexpectedly, the beast-killing demon king took the initiative to avenge it. He felt uneasy and his eyes flickered for a moment.

  Yang Chen smiled and said, "How about it, little lion, as my master, please be considerate.

  This little white insect dares to bully my people, do you think I don’t exist?

  You won't be happy and stupid, let's go, this is a big gift from me for accepting you as my servant. "

  The nine-headed lion saw that Yang Chen was in high spirits and wanted to avenge himself, so he had no choice but to lean down and let him ride on his back. With a low roar, he rushed towards the white tiger's territory, the deep forest.

  Yang Chen has now discovered that in this forest with a radius of hundreds of miles, only the white tiger's territory is the most fertile, with the most large and small spirit beasts in it. Unlike the little lion's territory, it is a sparse forest where it is difficult to find a spirit beast. .

  The two entered the White Tiger's territory and encountered countless soul beasts along the way. Most of them were less than a hundred years old, few were more than a hundred years old, and they didn't encounter any of them who were around a thousand years old.

  Yang Chen's appetite has now become more serious. He can't even look at those who are less than a hundred years old. He can only accumulate a few tenths of points, which is too little. Those who are more than a hundred years old are just fine.

  As a combination of man and animal, they rushed into this dense forest, and the silent forest suddenly became agitated. Birds and beasts were jumping all the way, and it was boiling.

  Yang Chen just urged the nine lions to go to the place where there were many beasts. In half an hour, he actually killed nearly twenty spirit beasts that were over a hundred years old. He actually accumulated several points, although it was not enough for five points.

  It's just a pity that I have never encountered a soul beast that is more than a thousand years old.

  It seems that only White Tiger can recruit so many thousand-year soul beasts. Otherwise, it will be difficult for you to meet one.

  In half an hour, everyone in this forest of hundreds of miles square knew that a beast-killing demon king had come in riding that nine-headed lion and was playing a game of killing beasts. He also had a very good taste and was not easy to serve. It was not a hundred years old. He doesn't play with the above.

  The white tiger and the rest of the group naturally got the news early and hid far away.

  Speaking of this white tiger, I am really frustrated to death. The majestic tiger king has to hide everywhere. The backbone of the five hundred and thousand-year-old soul beast is now so frightened that they dare not let out a breath.

  Originally, it wanted to invite everyone to rush out and have a bloody battle with that human being. Unexpectedly, these guys are usually very powerful at blowing. At critical moments, no one is the best, and they can run as far as they can.

  As a result, it, the tiger king, has lost all its majesty, and the good soul beast kingdom will be torn to pieces and fall apart.

  Yang Chen chased for a while, feeling that the soul beasts that were over a hundred years old were getting fewer and fewer, until in the end, he could not see any more, and he did not kill any of them that were a thousand years old.

  Feeling very bored, he urged the nine-headed lion, "Little lion, why are you running around in the forest? Why don't you take me to find that little white insect to help you vent your anger?"

  The nine-headed lion shrank in fear and had to lead it towards the white tiger's palace.

  The so-called palace of this white tiger is a relatively high and open mountain top.

  Rushing to the top of the mountain, there was no beast. Yang Chen frowned. This little white insect was so well-informed that he ran away beforehand.

  The nine-headed lions have always envied the White Tiger for this open hilltop, a geomantic treasure land that they have never had the chance to occupy. Now that they are able to come up, they circle around the hilltop twice and let out long roars one after another, which releases the depression in their chests that have been in their chests for two hundred years.

  Even the white tiger's lair has been destroyed, but there is still no high-level soul beast. Yang Chen knows that these soul beasts that are over a thousand years old have already known that they are the targets of his special killing, so they have all left their homes and fled far away for their lives. This is the white tiger. , I’m afraid I won’t come back for a while.

  The White Tiger Kingdom was completely disintegrated and destroyed.

  Soon, it was night, with stars twinkling, and one beast and one man stayed in the white tiger's palace.

  There was nowhere to go anyway. Although the high-level soul beasts were scared away, there were quite a few low-level soul beasts in this forest area, especially those within a hundred years.

  No matter how small the mosquitoes are, they are still meat. In desperation, Yang Chen can only find some soul beasts that are less than a hundred years old to satisfy his hunger and beat them as a sacrifice.

  After several days in a row, I actually accumulated enough five points, which were converted into soul power, which is the fifteenth level soul power.

  The realm of soul master has passed halfway, and the next step is to become a great soul master. Needless to say, Yang Chen is very happy to see it.

  The only regret is that in this forest area, since he lived with the nine-headed lions, a large number of soul beasts have fled. It turns out that the soul beasts that are within a hundred years old still dare to stay. Since Yang Chen started killing the soul beasts that are within a hundred years old, these hundred-year-old soul beasts have People inside also fled in large numbers, and what was once a prosperous and prosperous place saw it declining day by day.

  On this day, Yang Chen sat on the back of nine lions and was quietly walking around the forest area, hoping to find two high-level soul beasts.

  Suddenly, Yang Chen's heart moved, and his soul perception was released. It seemed that a familiar figure appeared twenty feet away. He immediately looked at it and found that it was the big white tiger, which had quietly sneaked back at some point.

  Probably it wanted to understand the situation, reconnoiter the enemy's situation, and see when he, a human who kills beasts without blinking an eye, would leave so that he could come back and kill him.

  Life under the fence is not easy.

  The white tiger hid its aura, thinking that Yang Chen and the nine-headed lions would not be able to detect it. Little did it know that Yang Chen had soul perception and could see it without the need for nose or eyes.

  Yang Chen was secretly happy in his heart. He really couldn't find anything after wearing iron shoes. It took no effort to get it. He had been hungry and thirsty for the past two days, and this big guy came to his door.

  So he quietly signaled to the nine lions and slowly approached the place where the white tiger was lurking.

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