Godsend Douluo

The second team of Nottingham started with seven soul kings, all of whom were under the age of fifteen!

The three substitutes are also one king and two sects. In the elite competition of senior soul masters who are generally more than 30 levels, they are proper war machines!

Not to mention sweeping a team, at least half of them must be no problem!

According to Ye Wen's estimate, this lineup is ready to compete head-on with the golden generation of Wuhundian.

Although everyone's aptitude and potential in various aspects may not be as good as Xie Yue and Hu Liena's, and they don't have the same martial arts fusion skills as them, but under the absolute suppression of soul power, there is still a certain hope that they can win the battle!

After selecting these ten people, Ye Wen asked them to go down and continue to practice with a wave of his hand. The Soul Master Competition is still half a year away, so there is no rush to practice and cooperate.

After the disciples retreated with gains and losses, Xiao Wu was the first to rush over with red eyes and threw herself into Ye Wen's arms.

Ye Wen didn't care about the smiling "elders" next to her, and subconsciously hugged her.

I haven't seen her for two years, and Xiao Wu has lost a lot of weight.

Well, there is a high probability that he thought of it.

Someone shamelessly put the reason for the girl's weight loss on his own head.

"As soon as I came back, I heard from Elder Xiao that your soul power realm has gradually been surpassed by your disciples?"

Xiao Wu just hugged him and didn't speak, so Ye Wen simply let her go.

Upon hearing this, Deaf Sheep and Xu Ya, who are usually the most lively and active, all wilted.

The youngest "elder" Zhou Kexin even stared at Xiao Wu in Ye Wen's arms half enviously, and half confided in displeasure:

"Everyone is cultivating very hard, and they are no less lazy than those disciples, but...but they are not improving as fast as them!"

What Zhou Kexin said was the truth, Deaf Sheep, Xu Ya and others couldn't help but nodded.

It's not that they haven't worked hard, but their talents are not as good as others, but no one can level up quickly.

Xiao Chenyu, who had been silent all this time, also said in a rare way:

"Everyone really worked hard, but it's a pity..."

Although he is already level 58, the following upgrades are like a genius disciple who eats and drinks, and puts him under a lot of pressure.

However, the effect of force is mutual. If there is no such pressure below, the few of them are probably still wandering slowly in the realm of Soul Sect.

"Forget it, I know that you can't be lazy, or you would have been overtaken by the disciples. I went to the northern ice field this time, and I got a lot of good fortune. I should be able to give you a hand."

Ye Wen caressed Xiao Wu's crisp back, and said lightly.

With the talents of these old brothers, being able to rush to the soul king so quickly has indeed exceeded his expectations.

Moreover, regardless of how fast they are promoted now, if they don't have the support of powerful heavenly materials and earthly treasures, their achievements in a lifetime will stop at the soul sage at most with only the sect's treasured land.

"What creation?"

From Xiao Chenyu to Zhou Kexin, eight or nine of them were all immediately interested.

What they lack most now is good luck!

Since Chen Shixing broke through to the soul king half a year ago, God knows how much the prestige of their elders has dropped!

"Go get the bowl!"

Ye Wen commanded.

Everyone didn't know why, but they executed this order immediately.

The nine people were local tyrants, and each of them had a storage soul guide. In less than three seconds, they made up nine bowls and held them in their palms one by one.

If it weren't for the more expensive clothes on his body, it would really be a bit like a begging team.

A few people ignored Xiao Wu, because they knew that even if Ye Wen treated them badly, it was impossible for Xiao Wu to treat Xiao Wu badly.

"Hold on tight! If a drop of this good fortune is accidentally spilled, you will regret not looking for this suzerain in the future!"

Ye Wen took out the fairy peach fruit wine that had just been brewed in the afternoon from the storage soul guide, and skillfully opened the mud seal, a strong fruity aroma filled the entire small courtyard in an instant.

"It smells so good..."

Xiao Chenyu and the others had already been fascinated by Xiantao Guoniang, and Zhou Kexin, who usually hated alcohol the most, couldn't help exclaiming with her twitching nose.

As soon as the fairy brew came out, even Xiao Wu who had been lying in Ye Wen's arms raised her head in a daze, and cast her inquiring eyes on Ye Wen.

As a 10-year-old soul beast, she may be the one who feels the fragrance the most among those present.

After scratching Xiao Wu's nose, Ye Wen said with a smile:

"This wine doesn't just smell good, it tastes even better! Serve everything well!"

Taking out his specially made small wooden spoon again, Ye Wen carefully filled each of the nine bowls with a small spoon, and then, without further ado, he covered the jar with mud and put it away.

"........."

The nine people looked at each other in confusion, and finally the most authoritative Xiao Chenyu asked sullenly:

"No, Boss, you are too picky, so just give me a little?"

In the past few days in Liushe, most of the time, he still prefers to call Ye Wen the boss, and only calls the suzerain unless there are disciples around.

"few?

Do you know what this is?

I want to pour a little more for you, just because I'm afraid you won't be able to carry it! "

Ye Wen sneered.

Seeing that Ye Wen's attitude did not seem to be fake, Deaf Yang and the others looked at each other for a while, and finally Xu Ya was the most courageous and the first to suffocate the wine in the bowl.

"........."

Under the eyes of everyone, everyone stared at this guy for a long time, and then he patted his belly lightly and praised:

"Hurp! It's delicious!"

"I love your sister!"

The deaf sheep kicked over with one kick!

"puff"!

Who knew that the sneak attack that was supposed to be won was easily held back by the blushing Xu Ya.

After Xu Ya clasped the deaf sheep's ankles, he didn't say anything cruel like usual, instead he just sat down on the ground with a "duang" and entered the cultivation state with a happy face.

"Is it so exaggerated?"

Everyone was shocked!

Deaf Sheep and Xu Ya have always fought equally, and there has never been a situation where a sneak attack has been restrained with one move like today.

Needless to say, this must be due to the fruit wine I just drank!

Now it's all right, there is no need for Ye Wen to explain, the remaining eight people licked the bowl upside down, and then sat down cross-legged and entered the state of cultivation.

"A group of teasers."

Ye Wen didn't bother them either, and after laughing and cursing, he pulled Xiao Wu up and went into the house.

No matter how little he has, it is more than ten times what he gave to those who rushed to the street in the Linglong Tribe some time ago. Although Xiao Chenyu and the others are expensive soul kings, it will take a while to refine this fairy brewing liquid. The energy assimilated into their own power, that is, how many levels they can upgrade, it is a bit unclear.

According to Ye Wen's guess, this amount of Xiantao fruit wine can only be raised by one and a half levels at most for the soul king.

Although the baby is good, it has to be in moderation, and my team members are no better than the second and third children, those vulgar people with inferior looks.