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Ji Changzong now seriously suspected that Ning Rongrong was targeting him.

"Qibao Glazed Pagoda, you are from the Qibao Glazed Sect"

Ning Rongrong smiled slightly: "Who said I ran away secretly? As long as I give you a boost, you will definitely be able to stick to the stick of incense."

"It's impossible to say," Dai Mubai struck. "The direct gap between a soul saint and a soul master cannot be bridged by an auxiliary spirit."

Hey, hey, have you forgotten me? Ji Changzong wanted to complain.

"Hmph, it's only level 26. Our little sect is already level 28 at the age of eleven."

At the critical moment, Xiao Wu jumped out, helped Ji Changzong speak a fair word, and fought back.

Ji Changzong glanced at Xiao Wu gratefully, "You are still good to me, Sister Rabbit."

"Ji Changzong, weapon soul void mirror, twenty-eighth level battle soul master, can control or attack by force." Ji Changzong introduced.

One yellow and one purple, two bright soul rings rose from Ji Changzong's feet, and for a while, the surroundings became extremely quiet.

"The second soul ring is the thousand-year soul ring. Is it really true?" Dai Mubai was dumbfounded. The absorption period of the soul ring is based on a person's physical fitness. In this way, Ji Changzong's physical fitness is no longer inferior to that of a soul master.

It may be more than that. The intensity of the purple halo should be about three thousand years, and the average soul sect is no more than this.

"Xiao Zong, what have you encountered in the past two years? You have changed so much." Xiao Wu said in disbelief. She knew that Ji Changzong didn't even have the first soul ring when he left. Two years later, not only has the soul power reached level 28, but the second soul ring is also a thousand-year soul ring. Is this a monster?

Tang San was also shocked, looking at Ji Changzong, wanting to know from his mouth what he had experienced in the past two years.

"Ahem, Third Brother, Sister Xiaowu, why don't we discuss some countermeasures first? We don't seem to have much time." Ji Changzong laughed twice and reminded everyone to return to the topic. After all, Zhao Wuji is still waiting there.

Ji Changzong thought that although the thousand-year soul ring was shocking, it was actually okay. If the original color of the soul ring was released now, it would not scare people to death.

The Shrek Seven Devils in the later period only had one thousand-year soul ring, not to mention all the ten-thousand-year soul rings.

He secretly glanced at Ning Rongrong. At this moment, the eldest lady was turning her face to the side, but her slightly blushing face reflected that she might not be at all calm inside now, and might even be a little embarrassed.

Ji Changzong nodded with satisfaction, not bad, you still dare to underestimate my age, you must be embarrassed.

"Are you okay? We only have less than half a stick of incense left," Zhao Wuji reminded from the recliner.

Everyone looked at the incense, and sure enough, a quarter of it had been burned out, and they had not assigned tasks yet.

"Let's see, Xiao Wu and I will be the main attack, Chang Zong will be on the side to supplement the attack, Zhu Zhuqing will ask you to contain the attack on the flanks, Ning Rongrong, I'll rely on you for support," Tang San said after thinking quickly for a moment.

Everyone nodded. The time was too short and could only be simply allocated according to personal abilities. As for the effect, it would depend on the actual combat later.

Fighting against a soul saint, the pressure on everyone is not great, and the level difference is really too big

"Teacher, it's time to start." Dai Mubai had been standing nearby. Seeing that everyone had already discussed it, he said to Zhao Wuji, and then stepped aside.

The stick of incense has burned out.

"Then let's start, don't let me down"

Zhao Wuji stood up from the recliner again and stretched out. He was not tall but had broad shoulders. The bulging muscles were extremely hard, like solid stones. The bones crackled, and invisible pressure enveloped everyone, as if their breathing was stopped.

He flicked a lit incense stick and stuck it in a tree not far away.

"Seven treasures turned out to contain colored glaze, one day of power." Ning Rongrong took the lead in launching his soul skill. A seven-colored pagoda appeared in his hands, and four colorful lights flew out from the tower, covering the remaining four people.

"Light mask, go" Ji Changzong raised his hand, and the void mirror in his hand also flew out three rays of light, two of which were him and Ning Rongrong, and one flew towards Zhao Wuji.

"burst"

The light curtain covering Zhao Wuji only appeared and exploded in an instant. In order to cover the Soul Saint, Ji Changzong gave up most of its power, leaving only unparalleled speed.

But that was enough, the sky-high flames enveloped Zhao Wuji, obstructing his sight.

"Third brother, my light curtain has a defensive function, don't worry about us, just go straight in," Ji Changzong shouted loudly.

As expected, Zhao Wuji would definitely attack Ning Rongrong first, because Qibao Glazed Pagoda Martial Spirit Yongyuan was the first to be targeted.

Sure enough, Zhao Wuji paused for a moment, and as soon as he came back to his senses, he looked at Ning Rongrong behind everyone. He squatted with his legs half-crouched, punched the ground with both fists, and a circle of earth-yellow shock waves suddenly appeared. Appeared and attacked everyone.

砰

The light curtain in front of Ning Rongrong shattered, neutralizing this wave of attacks.

"Oh, it was blocked. Mirror Boy did a good job. The effect of this soul skill is comparable to level 30." Seeing that his attack was easily blocked, Zhao Wuji smiled with satisfaction.

"Xiao Wu" Tang San shouted, naturally he couldn't let go of such a good opportunity.

A long black vine wrapped around Zhao Wuji's body, and at the same time, Xiao Wu's attack came as expected.

He wrapped his legs around Zhao Wuji's neck and twisted it hard. This was Xiao Wu's best soft skill.

Unfortunately, Zhao Wuji stood motionless on the ground, with the same smile on his face. Obviously, he was not something Xiao Wu could twist at all.

"The seven treasures are famous, and the second is: speed"

Several more rays of light shot into everyone's body. On the flanks, Zhu Zhuqing had been waiting for a long time. When he saw Zhao Wuji being controlled, he rushed over like a ghost.

"Haha" Zhao Wuji's words sounded, full of ridicule.

"No, you guys get back quickly." Tang San, who was always observing Zhao Wuji's condition, changed his expression and shouted quickly.

Unfortunately, it was too late. Zhao Wuji's muscles suddenly bulged, and his height, which was originally a little taller than Ji Changzong, suddenly increased by one meter, turning into a giant man. The vines wrapped around his body broke and fell to the ground.

clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clank

Seven soul rings, two yellow, two purple, and three black, rose from Zhao Wuji's feet. A huge wave of soul power centered on him and spread out in all directions, sweeping away Xiao Wu and Zheng Zheng who were standing on his shoulders. Zhu Zhuqing flew out and fell to the ground.

"Cough, it hurts." Xiao Wu rubbed her butt after falling to the ground, gritting her teeth in pain. Just now she felt like she was hit hard by a big wave, and now she felt numb all over her body.

Zhu Zhuqing was better. She was still some distance away from Zhao Wuji just now, so she rolled around on the ground and stood up again, so she could continue to confront Zhao Wuji.

Tang San glanced at Xiao Wu worriedly, then felt relieved when he saw that everything was fine, but when he looked at Zhao Wuji again, his eyes became cold.

"Why, since you won't do it, I'm going to do it."