The devil of Douluo is in the world

Chapter 7

Bibi Dong's slender willow waist, which was grasped tightly, went up a little bit, and the magnificent... Well, Shanhe, pretty and bright face, showed Lushan's true face one after another, and she slowly walked out of the carriage.

It is late at night, and the beauty will be late.

Bibi Dong is here!

Just listening to her voice as clear as an oriole, but with a bit of natural charm, she told the four soul kings of the Wuhun Palace who were carrying the sedan chair: "You just need to stay outside the village, don't disturb the quietness of the village. "

"Yes, saint!"

The breeze at night floated, and the four soul kings and the sedan chair had disappeared without a trace.

The four soul kings carried the sedan chairs, and they were the emperors of the two great empires, and they did not have such honors. The Wuhun Palace was the only one.

The number of soul masters on the entire continent is very small, it can be said to be one in ten thousand.

Everyone has a martial soul, but while awakening the martial soul, those who can possess soul power can be said to be nitpicking, very few.

The strength of power on the mainland is mostly determined by the number of soul masters and the level of their realm.

This is also the reason why Wuhundian can overwhelm the two great empires.

Bibi Dong, as the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall and the candidate for the next Pope, naturally has to be accompanied by a master to secretly protect her when she travels outside.

These four soul kings are all first-class masters outside, and there is no problem at all as a general, but here, they are just followers carrying sedan chairs.

The one who really protects Bibi Dong is someone else.

Although the 16-year-old Bibi Dong suffered from family genocide when she was young, she was only a six-year-old child at that time. Under careful cultivation, all kinds of psychological shadows have almost been eliminated.

To put it another way, it's called Dao Xinming.

At this age, she has not yet encountered the double blow and injury from Chihiro's disease and the master, so she still has a bright and innocent smile on her face.

After all, this is barely home.

Bouncing into the village, with a light leap, she jumped onto the top of the tree. Looking at the village in twos and threes that was still dimly lit under the moonlight, a charming smile like fireworks bloomed on her face.

"Uncle, Aunt Li, I'm back!"

Whispering softly at the corner of his mouth, and smiling slightly, he jumped down and rushed towards the east end of the village.

The reason why he chose to enter the village at night was naturally to avoid many unnecessary troubles during the day.

Miss Hua, of course she has to choose to drop into the village quietly...

On the other side, Song Wuxin was camping in the wild with Yan Shikun, so he didn't know that Bibidong had returned to the village.

Looking at Yan Shikun's undisguised greedy gaze at this moment, Song Wuxin sneered in his heart, but his face remained calm.

He only heard a slight click, and he had already taken off the external spirit bone on his right arm, and handed it to Yan Shikun.

"Master, I think this spirit bone seems to have some kind of defect, please refer to it for more details."

"You, you, you can take out the soul bone easily!"

Once the soul bone is absorbed by the soul master, besides death being "exploded", the only choice is amputation, just like Tang Hao.

Otherwise, it is simply impossible to take out the spirit bone.

So Song Wuxin's move almost made this level 89 Contra, who had traveled more than half of the Douluo Continent, drop his jaw in shock.

How could it be possible before!

What shocked him was far from this, but that the apprentice he had just accepted would hand him the soul bone without warning.

So, he hesitated...

I didn't reach out to pick it up immediately.

Having traveled more than half of the Douluo Continent, he was able to come back alive, and even cultivated with innate first-level soul power to the point where he is now about to break through and become a titled Douluo. How could he be that kind of brainless villain?

It can be said that Song Wuxin was completely forced to become a teacher today, and there would inevitably be resentment in his heart, which Yan Shikun knew very well.

So, the series of actions to take the soul bone at this moment seems to be somewhat unreasonable.

Beware of scams!

"Teacher, teacher!"

Song Wuxin called out twice, awakening Yan Shikun from his stupor.

Looking at his indifferent face, as calm as the dead sea, Yan Shikun felt a little uneasy for no reason.

This person is too calm, too calm, so calm that it makes people feel creepy.

"What's the matter?"

"Teacher, what you want to take me as an apprentice is my soul ability to absorb other people's soul power for your own use? According to your guess, it is impossible for martial souls on the mainland to have this kind of soul ability. There is only one possibility, this ability comes from the soul bone, in order to verify your guess, so you immediately decided to accept me as a disciple, didn't you? But now that the soul bone is here, why did you hesitate?"

Song Wuxin, who had always cherished words like gold, suddenly said so many words, even himself, suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

"Cough cough cough..."

So cough a few times.

Hearing this, Yan Shikun didn't show the appearance of a big villain like a normal idiot, but with kind eyes, a smile on the corner of his mouth, and the white hair between his forehead, he really looked like a master Daogu momentum.

"The world of soul masters is full of dangers, and often the most difficult thing to guard against is the human heart. You are so vigilant, and I am very gratified as a teacher!"

In the words, there is a mysterious power that can calm people's hearts, and make people's impetuous and vigilant psychology slowly relax.

The moment Song Wuxin let down his vigilance...

call out!
There was a sudden change, and the crazy magic stick glowing with black and red light had already slammed down on the top of Song Wuxin's head.

Seventh Soul Skill: Martial Soul Avatar!
A shot is a lore, ruthless enough.

He really deserves to be a strong man who has returned from a tour of the mainland. To be able to live to this day, Yan Shikun summed up a truth of life with his own experience.

That is, at any time, you must underestimate your opponent, even if the opponent is much weaker than you.

Pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger, sometimes it is very likely that you will really become a pig.

Therefore, even in the face of Song Wuxin, the soul king, he chose to attack with all his strength, leaving no stone unturned.

Shot is the lore!

Now that it has been determined that the skill comes from the soul bone, then he has nothing to hesitate, not to mention that Song Wuxin also exposed his conspiracy, so it would be better if he didn't take action now.

What he said just now, he used his third soul skill: Charming Voice.

The moment Song Wuxin lost his mind, the eighth soul skill was activated.

He shot with all his strength, and the crazy demon stick smashed down, even if the opponent was a Contra of the same level as him, he would either die or be injured.

The seamless cooperation between the voice of charm and the real body of the martial soul, the two soul skills, was honed by him on the verge of life and death countless times.

It can barely be regarded as a self-created soul skill.

This stick, he is very confident.

Sure enough, under his gaze, Song Wuxin burst into a bloody mist in an instant.

Maybe in normal times, this kid is very talented, and he can fight him a move or two, but now...they are too close.

Getting too close to an attack-type soul master is a way of death in itself.

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