Legend of the Angel of Douluo

It was okay that the Qibao Glazed Sect disciple did not speak, but as soon as he said this, the four-winged sword dragon in the iron cage was instantly angered.

"Roar……"

"Roar……"

The strong roar lasted several times longer than before.

"I'm going to explode on the spot, please stop screaming." All the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect disciples were crying, but no one dared to leave their post without permission.

Just as the disciples were helpless and preparing to adapt to the roar of this soul beast, two figures, one large and one small, flew from the direction of Wuhun City.

"Hey, why did the four-winged stegosaurus suddenly stop screaming? Did he scream too quickly and too loudly just now, and damaged his throat?"

"You're such a bad guy, have you ever seen anyone speak in a way that hurts their throat? I'd say, this four-winged soul beast is probably tired from screaming. He needs to rest for a while. He may scream even louder later."

"What are you talking about? Didn't you see that Elder Sword is coming? The aura of the titled Douluo is approaching. How can a four-winged sword dragon with a century-old cultivation dare to act so arrogantly?"

A disciple pointed at three small black spots that were gradually getting bigger and said seriously: "Why don't you clean yourself up quickly? Elder Jian is looking at us? We must not damage the image of our Seven Treasures Glazed Sect outside!"

There was a rustling sound, and the disciples of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect scrambled up from the ground in a panic, brushed off the loess, grass roots and leaves on their bodies, and stood in line, preparing to welcome Sword Douluo's arrival.

"This four-winged Stegosaurus is a bit big!"

As the distance got closer, Su Ming could clearly see the iron cage containing the four-winged stegosaurus below.

Although the iron cage was shrouded in black cloth, the outline on the outside was very clear. Su Ming felt that it was at least 20 meters long, 8 meters wide, and 10 meters high.

It seems that the volume of this iron cage can be estimated easily, and the volume of the four-winged Stegosaurus inside can also be easily estimated.

It must be a behemoth.

"My dear, this is just a hundred-year-old soul beast! What if it is a thousand-year, ten-thousand-year, or even 10-year-level soul beast? Their size is probably unimaginable, right?"

Only now did Su Ming gradually understand the contrast between humans and spirit beasts in this world.

Who do these soul beasts need to protect?Among humans, there are only a few among the few who can become soul masters, and those who can become powerful soul masters are even rarer.

Ordinary people, civilians with useless martial souls and no soul power are the majority!

But what about soul beasts?

Although they were very weak at the beginning, there seems to be no information saying that only certain soul beasts can be cultivated, right?

When most soul masters hunt soul beasts, they choose soul beasts that suit their age and type. Not many people enjoy hunting soul beasts, but soul beasts are different.

Aren't those ordinary people without soul power and strength just pieces of food that can be run away?

In ancient times or even older times, how many humans died in the mouths of spirit beasts and became their food?

Su Ming even experienced the destruction of Senluo Village personally!Although he did not see the soul beast destroy Senluo Village, he did see the ruins filled with blood after the destruction.

Su Ming felt that he was not qualified to forgive the soul beasts who killed them on behalf of those who died!

As a soul master, as long as you can understand what kind of soul beast you need and understand your own strength, then go find it and hunt it!

"Although this four-winged sword dragon has only been cultivated for a few hundred years, it is extremely ferocious. It broke into the mine of my Seven Treasures Glazed Sect from nowhere. Several disciples died during the transfer process." Sword Fighting Luo sighed. In order to capture this soul beast alive, the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect also paid a small price.

Although these costs are nothing to a huge sect like the Qibao Glazed Sect, for the few soul masters who lost their lives and the families behind them, this price is absolutely unbearable.

However, the reality is so cruel.

"Meet Elder Jian!"

All the disciples of Qibao Glazed Sect shouted in unison.

Chen Xin waved his hand to signal them to get out of the way, and then led Bibi Dong and Su Ming to the big iron cage.

"Take off the cloth covering this cage."

As the black cloth was pulled away, the ferocious four-winged stegosaurus in the iron cage appeared in front of everyone.

It has thick limbs, a long sharp horn on its head, and four sharp sword-like spurs on its back. Its two eyes are scarlet, full of violence, and there are still lingering traces of anger on its mouth. There were a few solidified black blood clots left by unknown animals.

The body of the four-winged Stegosaurus was covered with dense scales, and it looked astonishingly defensive. Its thick tail accounted for half of its body length, and it kept hitting the iron cage when it swayed, making a crashing sound.

At just one glance, Su Ming understood that this four-winged stegosaurus was impeccable in terms of attack power, defense power, speed, and durability.

"I just don't know if the age is appropriate. After all, a 100-year-old soul beast is also a century-old soul beast, and a 999-year-old soul beast is also a century-old soul beast." Su Ming thought to himself.

"Teacher, is the age of this soul beast suitable for me? It can't be too low." Su Ming shook Bibi Dong's hand.

"Well, the sharp horns on the forehead of this four-winged stegosaurus are yellow, indicating that its cultivation level is between a hundred years. There are 5 faint circles on it, indicating that its age is between 500 and 600 years. It is just right for you. !" Bibi Dong looked at it carefully and said with a smile.

"Ah? 500 to 600 years? But isn't the limit of the first spirit ring only more than 420 years? Although this is more than 100 years, isn't it a bit inappropriate?" Su Ming shrank his head.

He clearly remembered the plot in the original work when Tang San obtained the first spirit ring.

At that time, he led his teacher Yu Xiaogang to take Tang San to find the soul beast, but he was almost killed by a 425-year-old mandala snake. If Tang San hadn't had some kung fu and hidden weapons, his teacher would have turned into Notting City long ago. Fertilizer in the Soul Hunting Forest.

Moreover, while Tang San had practiced the Tang Sect's supreme mental method, Xuantian Kung, there seemed to be some backlash when he absorbed the 425-year-old mandala snake soul ring.

I have traveled from modern times. If you ask me what kind of skills I have, the answer is the radio gymnastics in middle school and a little bit of Tai Chi I learned in college physical education classes.

These two things are useful for stretching the body, but if there is any real cultivation effect, only God will know.

Apart from this, Su Mingzhen has nothing to rely on.

He didn't think that his foundation could be compared with Tang San, a monster who had practiced for decades in his previous life.

"Will the teacher harm you? Don't you trust the teacher's words? What is the limit of the first soul ring of more than 420 years? Who did you listen to?" Bibi Dong knelt down, looked into Su Ming's eyes, and said softly .

"The best age is the age that suits you. Teacher believes you can do it, so go for it!"