Starting from the young master of Haotian Sect.

Chapter 172 No Time to Mourn

This is the special ability of the Man-Faced Demon Spider, and the most important thing is that Tang San still showed mercy. Don’t forget, the Man-Faced Demon Spider also produced a soul bone of its own. The ability of Tang San’s body soul bone has not been used yet. This is the soul bone that matches the fourth soul skill!
Boom boom, with this sound, the wooden tiger that could be reborn infinitely was finally blown to pieces. Facing this terrible heavy artillery attack, Teacher Mu no longer distinguished between the identities of teacher and student. The one in front of him was a real monster!
"Sixth Soul Skill! Thousand-Handed Wooden Buddha!"

Oh oh oh, in an instant, a Sanskrit sound was heard, and the sixth soul ring was finally used. Teacher Mu has faced many student team challenges in the past few days, but he has never used the sixth soul skill because it is too unfair to the students.

However, at this moment he no longer had any thoughts about fairness or unfairness. If he didn't use it, he would die!
Boom! Teacher Mu put his hands together and summoned a huge wooden Buddha statue with countless huge arms. Facing Tang San's cannon that was enough to kill a ten thousand year soul beast, the Thousand-Armed Wooden Buddha opened its mouth and roared angrily.

Boom, boom, boom! The thousand hands behind the Buddha statue pounded at the incoming black laser artillery like machine guns. Countless wooden palms slapped non-stop. Even if they were destroyed by the Haotian artillery, there would be more wooden hands slapping in succession.

For a moment, the two forces collided with each other, and even the dome battlefield was overturned.

The wall had already been pierced by the black hole, and now Teacher Mu's sixth soul ring appeared, and the huge wooden Buddha completely exploded this small dome battlefield.

"What the hell? What happened?!"

The collision between the wooden Buddha and the heavy artillery created a huge shock wave, and a whirlwind swept across the entire trading point. All the students at the trading point looked up.

"What is that huge wooden Buddha!"

"Oh my god, that's the challenge point where Teacher Mu is. Could that Wooden Buddha be Teacher Mu's soul skill?"

"Oh my god, this Wood Buddha has at least ten thousand year soul skills. Which team can force out Teacher Mu's ten thousand year soul skills!"

Qian Renxue, who was standing at the door, formed a golden shield around her body to block the whirlwind. She looked at the wooden Buddha above her head and said with a wry smile, "It's okay as long as I can pass the challenge. There's no need to fight so fiercely."

Qian Renxue naturally guessed something. As a teacher with the cultivation level of a Level 69 Soul Emperor, she shouldn't use such a dangerous soul skill as the sixth soul skill on her students. But it was obvious that she was really angry because of Tang San's pressure.

At this moment, in the middle of the battlefield, looking at the Thousand-Handed Wooden Buddha who could evenly match his own ten thousand year soul skills that absorbed the power of soul bones, Tang San shook his head and said: "Teacher Mu, your soul skills are not good enough yet."

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Teacher Mu, who was standing on the shoulder of the wooden Buddha, thought he had heard wrong. His soul skills were different from ordinary soul skills. Whether it was the wooden dragon, wooden tiger or wooden Buddha, they were not one-time soul skills that could be used continuously. Your soul skills would only last for a short time and would be gone after they were used.

Why am I the one who can’t do it now?!
However, the next second, he knew why.

Shrouded in black light, Tang San's left eye suddenly emitted a golden light! !

Tang San has three ten thousand year soul bones. This configuration has far surpassed his peers. Even not just his peers, it is rare in history for Soul Emperors and Soul Saints to have thirty thousand year soul bones.

"Divine Eye Soul Skill, the old trick is used again."

With a flash, Tang San's left eye suddenly burst into divine light, and Tang San's body seemed to be trembling at this time. A phantom that was exactly the same as him appeared. This phantom was doing the same posture as Tang San, and even the Clear Sky Hammer and soul bone were exactly the same.

Then, to Teacher Mu's astonishment, the second shot came! Boom! With the same power, the two shots shattered the powerful Thousand-Handed Wooden Buddha in one fell swoop. Tang San showed no mercy. In an instant, wood chips flew everywhere. Under the bombardment of the two Haotian Heavy Cannons, the Thousand-Handed Buddha was reduced to ashes in a short time!

Boom! A black beam of light pierced through the wooden Buddha's head, blasting it into pieces. With a bang, the laser artillery exploded in the sky, and the flames soaring into the sky could be seen clearly even in the daytime.

Teacher Mu's face turned pale, and he stared at the empty Buddha head on his side in shock. If Tang San had intended it just now, he would have died!
This guy's strength has surpassed that of a Level 69 Soul Emperor! Of course, he knows he's not invincible among Soul Emperors. He doesn't even have a single Soul Bone, but he's still a Soul Emperor after all, and with Level 69 Soul Power!
Tang San put away the Clear Sky Hammer and turned his head to look at the incense stick that was still burning not far away. One stick of incense lasted for a quarter of an hour, or fifteen minutes. Only one third of that time was left, so the battle had only lasted five minutes.

"Teacher, you didn't last more than a stick of incense." Tang San said with a smile.

Teacher Mu was also convinced by this and said with a wry smile, "Alas, you are really a monster. Are you really human? I'm afraid you are not a hundred thousand year old soul beast transformed into a human."

The more Teacher Mu looked at Tang San, the less he looked like a human. Of course, Tang San couldn't be a hundred thousand year old soul beast transformed into a human. After all, if Haotian Douluo gave birth to a soul beast son, the entire Douluo Continent would go crazy.

"What a pity! If I could break through to the Soul Saint level and possess the Soul Avatar, I wouldn't lose this battle." Teacher Mu also felt it was a pity that he was stuck at level 69 and could not break through to level 70 Soul Saint.

Although the two are only one level apart, a Soul Saint not only has one more soul ring, the most important thing is that a Soul Saint possesses a martial soul avatar, which is a qualitative change. Ten of your current selves may not be able to defeat a Soul Saint self.

Hearing this, Tang San just smiled faintly and did not answer.

Seeing Tang San's calm expression, Teacher Mu shuddered, swallowed his saliva and said: "You haven't tried your best yet!"

At this moment, Tai Long came in from outside, breaking the silence and said, "Young Sect Master, are you okay?"

"What can happen to me?" Tang San shook his head, then said: "Teacher Mu, do you still want to tell me the location of a certain ancient ruins?"

Teacher Mu finally came to his senses, shuddered, and handed a special compass to Tang San, then said: "Well, Tang San, if you encounter the Golden Generation, try not to cause too much conflict."

"Well, if they don't bother me, I won't bother with them."

There is no time to mourn for Teacher Mu, because the next ones heading to the battlefield are the golden generation!
At this moment, Qian Renxue looked at Tang San with a strange expression. Tang San smiled and said, "What are you looking at? I have freckles on my face too?"

Qian Renxue had a rough idea of ​​Teacher Mu's strength. Although he was definitely not as strong as herself in her complete state, he was a Soul Emperor after all. However, he was beaten by Tang San and looked miserable.

She now began to feel that she had suppressed her soul power and her martial soul state, and it seemed that she really could not beat him! Moreover, even if she used the six-winged angel martial soul, without the angel soul bone set, it seemed that winning was not a sure thing!

"Look at the monster."

(End of this chapter)