Douluo's spirit treasure Douluo

"Why...how could this happen? I..." The Soul Saint looked at his reflection on the ice and stammered, but before he could finish his words, the red ice knife chopped him off. 's head.

When the head fell, no blood flowed out, but gradually withered, and a large amount of soul power mixed with life power poured into the ice.

"How could this happen? Didn't those old men block the attack easily just now? Why couldn't they withstand even one blow?" A Soul Saint standing on the spot asked in confusion.

"People are different. Those old guys were all powerful men who conquered the continent decades ago. How could they be the same as you guys?" A mocking voice came from behind.

When those soul saints heard this, anger surged into their hearts and they looked back, but they immediately turned their heads.

Because the speaker was one of the lower four sects, Hu Yanzhen, the leader of the Elephant Armor Sect, even if his identity and strength in fighting Soul Douluo were put aside, these people dared not speak out.

"Haha, a bunch of trash." Hu Yanzhen said with a cold snort as he looked at this group of soul saints who were instantly frightened.

"But I didn't expect that this kid's main attribute is not strength or defense, but spirit. Such a beast martial spirit is really strange. While it has extremely high strength and defense, it also has extreme speed and spirit. Beetle-like martial spirits are all Is he so perverted?" Hu Yanzhen frowned and thought with some confusion.

"With such a martial spirit, I really want to catch him and let him combine with the women of the clan. The diamond mammoth plus his perverted beetle-like martial spirit will definitely give birth to a shocking martial spirit. Damn it! Why is that Tuesday Growing so fast?" Hu Yanzhen's face turned gloomy, and he cursed in his heart.

Soon, more than nine minutes passed, and it was only a few dozen seconds before 10 minutes. A figure flew over quickly. Although Mir knew who it was, he showed no mercy.

More than a dozen Ice Asuras jumped up at the same time, intercepting the figure, and then slashed at him with a large number of long knives.

"Red Flame Bird!"

With a soft drink, a large amount of flames burst out from the tip of Zhou Shan's spear, forming a flying bird that enveloped Zhou Shan. At the same time, he accelerated instantly and rushed directly towards these ice asuras.

With a bang, violent vibrations spread in the air.

Then, a yellow horn spear swept past, directly smashing the remaining ice asuras that had not broken into two pieces at the waist.

Then Zhou Shan fell down and walked towards Mir.

"Mier, you have developed this ability well! Even I feel that I am obviously not used to it. I have to be alert at all times to defend." Zhou Shan came over, patted Mier and said.

"Brother Shan, I'm hosting the game, and the second brother is watching you!" Mir looked at Zhou Shan in front of him and whispered quickly.

These words made Zhou Shan stiffen, and he did not dare to look back, and quickly walked to the group of old men.

At this time, 10 minutes passed, and Mir immediately said: "The time is over, the results of the qualifiers for the Dragon-Tiger Tournament have appeared. Everyone in the ring, please go and register. The game will officially start tomorrow." Mir said to the other side of the ring. said the man above.

At this time, the people above the ring were just opposite to those under the ring just now. The white-haired old men, who were originally a small number, all boarded the ring. There were a large number of mature soul saints, but only a few people boarded the ring. Entering the ring, there is also Zhou Shan who is too young.

"This guy just rushed forward. Is he that strong?" a Soul Saint said in disbelief.

"He seemed to be talking to the man in the middle just now. They know each other."

"There's nothing tricky about it, is there?"

"Yes! How much strength can he have at such a young age?"

"You guys, don't make blind guesses. That person's name is Zhou Shan. He's from Seven Towers Academy. He's a genuine Soul Saint. And I can tell you clearly that Zhou Shan's strength is far stronger than the average Soul Saint."

"Who are you? How do you know this?"

"Me? I'm the one in the next game."

The person who spoke slowly stood up. This person was Feng Xiaotian. Behind him were Huo Wushuang and Huo Wu. They were nearly 25 years old and just met the standards for the Tianjiao Competition.

Then Feng Xiaotian and the others ignored these people and walked towards the third arena.

The promotion personnel on the stage took one look at the little guys and then walked in the direction of the Tiandou Empire officials. They were already ready to register these promotions.

On the other side, Mir looked at the scarlet field around him and took back the field with a thought.

Subsequently, the domain began to shrink with Asura's path of killing as the midpoint. At the same time, the ice Asuras also began to collapse one after another, turning into pure killing intent and life force, and flowing towards Asura's path of killing.

But a special situation occurred. Three Ice Asuras did not collapse. On the contrary, they also observed the surrounding situation and looked at the collapsed similar people with curiosity. Why did this happen?

Mir also noticed these three ice asuras, and then his perception extended to them.

The three ice asuras stood up straight in an instant, knelt down on one leg facing Mir, and lowered their heads.

At this moment, the three ice Asuras began to gradually disappear, and then shrunk into a ball of light, floating towards the Asura Killing Path behind Mir, and then merged into the Asura Killing Path. At the same time, in the Asura Killing Path Three decorations appeared on Tao's body.

Mir looked at this scene and recalled the information he had just sensed. His eyes suddenly lit up and a feeling of joy came to his heart. However, after looking around, Mir suppressed his inner joy and walked down the ring, thinking about the final third. Walk to the arena.

At this time, a large number of young soul masters also flocked to the third arena, including young people from the lower four sects, young students from various advanced soul master academies, and also the golden generation of Wuhun Palace.

On the ring, Xiaohu stood in the center. He was the one presiding over the preliminaries of the Tianjiao Competition, but at this time, he felt a little disappointed in his heart.

"It's such a pity that I can't participate in this game, but with Brother Mir and the others participating, the winner of this game is destined to be decided among the three of them." Xiaohu shook his head and suppressed the thoughts in his heart.

"Everyone, just like the previous two qualifiers, when I call start, those who step onto the ring within 10 minutes will advance." Xiaohu said to the people under the ring.

After saying that, Xiaohu began to summon his own martial spirit.

The ghost-headed sword appeared in Xiaohu's hand, and five soul rings also appeared from top to bottom, purple, purple, black and black.

The appearance of this scene immediately made the scene noisy.

"With such a soul ring configuration, the [Soul Ring Self-Spirit Gathering Method] is real, and he must have practiced it."

"Yes, he has definitely practiced. A year ago, I saw his competition. At that time, his third soul ring was still a purple thousand-year soul ring. Now it has become a black ten-thousand-year soul ring. [Soul Ring Self-Spirit] Gathering Method] is absolutely real." A soul master who had watched the game a year ago shouted excitedly.

Not only him, but many people also watched the game a year ago, and this kind of information made those gray-haired Soul Saints and Soul Douluo completely relieved.