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“I’m all old, what’s the envy?” Yan Shaozhe shook his head, “but it’s all skins.”

“Old Yan, you’re all very old, why is your tone sour?” Qian Duoduo poked Yan Shaozhe with his elbow.

“Joke, how could I sore a youngster?” Yan Shaozhe snorted.

“Hey, don’t tell me, I always think, this Wang Feng. Maybe he is a character who has lived a long time.” Qian Duoduo folded his arms, “When he came to the Academy, he said Jiu Yikai Old Ancestor It’s his discipline. Don’t you forget? These years, who has the courage and courage to say such things?”

“Ordinary people dare not boasting like this.”

“You believe or not, I bet a gold coin. Even if he arrives at the central Martial Spirit Palace, he dare to say that?”

“…” Yan Shaozhe.

“But his strength is still to be discussed.”

one after another line of sight, from looking at the sky, converging on the field.

Wang Feng wore a black robe and changed his outfit, but he was still handsome and sun shone brightly. There was a little cloudy weather just now, and the sun was shining immediately. The screams continued from the mouth of the students beside the stands.

“Tsk tsk, I feel that I still have the potential to be a god stick.” Wang Feng glanced at the crazy obsession in the eyes of those students, “This is the Yan Gou Party for each and everyone.”

Wang Feng shook his head, looked towards the black clothed referee, and squinted slightly.

This referee is really not a simple character.

Titled Douluo-level figures, as referees here, are probably those high-level figures in the Martial Spirit Inspection Department.

Camouflage becomes a referee, watch the show up close here.

When Wang Feng came back, he figured out the entire process of development, otherwise he would not sit in the stands and watch Huo Yuhao and his team.

The Martial Spirit Audit Department has been here for so long to investigate the situation of Qi Spirit Master.

With so many people today, the Martial Spirit Inspection Department does not have the habit of wearing plain clothes, but there is no one from the Martial Spirit Inspection Department in the stands.

Then the only thing is still on the court.

At this time, the dark-skinned Jike also ended.

In Wang Feng’s eyes, this is a black man in a previous life.

It looks like a combination of Chinese and Western. People on the side of Riyue Empire.

“Jike, 7 Level 13 and Spirit Saint, Martial spirit black soul shadow.” Jike said with a smile.

His smile is still a bit simple.

“This place is a bit small, and we can’t use it, just click until it stops.”

Jike moved towards Wang Feng slightly nodded, “Please Qi Spirit Master for your advice.”

Shadow of the Black Soul?

Wang Feng thought for a long time, but didn’t want to understand what Martial spirit is this?

It can only be said that there are too many special Martial spirits that have emerged over the years.

Seven spirit rings rose from Jike.

3 purple, 4 black.

The last one should be 80,000 years upwards, close to 90,000 years spirit ring, slightly scarlet.

Strong strength.

From the perspective of imposing manner, Jike is much better than Zhang Lexuan.

The main reason is that the experience is different. Jike is from the Sun Moon Empire, and his imposing manner is calm. At first glance, he is a veteran powerhouse that has experienced many big scenes.

The Martial spirit of Dark Soul Shadow, Wang Feng has never heard of it.

There are almost no people who have heard of it.

But the 7 spirit rings can be seen clearly.

Wang Feng is no nonsense, he looks up at the sky, coldly snorted:

“Go down!”

Many viewers followed Wang Feng’s sight and looked up to the sky.

A black silhouette, like a black jewel, shone like a star from the sky, and then suddenly fell from in the sky!

Hong long!

The huge silhouette hit the ground directly, raising countless dust.

A chill from this silhouette dissipated from 4 weeks to 4 weeks. Many spectators in the stands shivered inexplicably.

The Jike opposite is slightly frowned.

A terrifying imposing manner spread out from the chaotic dust.

The dark breath, ice cold aura, when the two are combined, the breath alone gives people a terrible feeling of cold aura.

Within a few seconds, the dust slowly dispersed.

Bingmulin Jun’s body full of black and white stalwarts, just floating on the ground.

The mechanical wings on the back are engraved with mysterious black stripes and ice white. The body is integrated, with sharp edges and corners. With the breath of Extreme ice and darkness, coupled with this ancient and mysterious body, it is terribly cool.

“Spirit Beast of Extreme Ice Attribute?”

Jike’s face changed slightly, “There is still the breath of evil Spirit Beast? But Qi Spirit Master can’t even tame evil Spirit Beast… No, this is a dark attribute?”

It is different from Neferous Dragon.

The body of Neferous Dragon, even a Spirit Master can recognize it, is a rock dragon. Although there are great changes.

But Lord Bingmulin was really not recognized by anyone.

Lord Bingmulin was conceived in the egg of Evil Spirit Beast, and the bred body itself was his body.

Rather than other Spirit Beast.

Even in the Land of Extreme North, very few Spirit Beast have ever seen Lord Bingmullin, let alone these people now.

“If you win Binglin, you are qualified to fight me.”

Wang Feng said unceremoniously.

Jike complexion sank, what immediately thought was not that the other party mocked himself so much.

But this Spirit Beast must be very strong, otherwise the other party would not say such big words.

“Game start!”

The calm voice of the black clothed referee fell, but his eyes kept falling on Lord Bingmulin.

The moment when the voice falls.

Lord Bingmulin squeezed his fists, the ice patterns on his body flickered, and the rich and powerful Power of Ice spread from his body.

The ground began to be covered with layers of frost at a speed visible to naked eye.

Power of Ice beyond Extreme, even if it only emits a trace, it has great power.

Lord Bingmulin gently lifted his foot and stomped directly on the ground. In an instant, countless ice thorns appeared on the ice ground formed by the ground, which circled Jike for 4 weeks. The momentum is huge, and it cannot be caused by a low-level Spirit Master.

Although Bingmullin has lived for endless years, he has only a cultivation base less than 10,000 years.

However, his familiar control and application of Power of Ice, as well as his combat experience, allowed him to play an extreme battle strength at this time.

Even Neferous Dragon can’t match it.

A powerful attack can be formed between lifting the feet.

The powerful ice Attribute Power shocked everyone present!

The uncomfortable ice pierced the ground and the rice noodles rose up.

Jike leaped slightly, the 5th spirit ring on his body flashed, and a pair of black misty wings appeared behind him.

Jike set his sights on Wang Feng.

“4th Spirit Ability: Black Nightmare Shadowbound!”

Jike flying in midair to see if he escaped the ground attack.

But the extreme chill also caused him great trouble.

Without any hesitation, Jike slammed his hands towards Lord Bingmulin, as if throwing out a shadow, but he did not bind to Lord Bingmulin but was bound to the huge shadow of Lord Bingmulin!