The man sighed, he felt that these hundred-year-old soul beasts were so strange, all of them were piled up in the depths of the soul hunting forest. And they all looked panicked.

"But I haven't turned on the martial soul at all, what are they afraid of? And they are all gathered here, how can my son and Wu Ming's teammates hunt soul beasts? Hey! It's really hard work, then I'll catch a few and throw them out! Their teacher should be fine, there is a soul sect here, shouldn't it be a big problem?"

The man's heart was full of thoughts, naturally Tang Hao came, he was not at ease, so he followed, and he couldn't be exposed in front of his son, so he had to hide in the depths of the forest.

"Well, the four of them have one agility, one defense, one healing, and one food. Then look for it, and then catch a few!" If Tang Hao's words were heard, he would probably think that he had lost his mind.

Wu Ming and the others were still walking cautiously, but they still found nothing.

Everyone was not too affected, because if the soul beast was so easy to kill, then the soul masters of the Douluo Continent would have to multiply several times. What's more, if you want to fit your own extreme soul beast, it will be even more difficult.

The forest is getting darker and darker, everyone is close together, and the formation of the five teachers in the front three and the last two protects everyone, making the seven players feel safe.

Wu Ming and Tang San felt a little unaccustomed to it, because they were the ones who teamed up to knock down the Mandala Snake! Then they didn't have a soul ring yet! The soul power level was only level ten?

"Master, if the strength of the soul beast is not too strong, on the premise of safety, can you let a few of us practice hands. Wu Ming proposed.

The master didn't answer immediately, and the dean directly objected: "No, it's not safe!"

Wu Ming and they were his treasures, so he didn't want them to risk their lives.

"Lord Dean, the flowers in the greenhouse don't bloom for long. If you don't fight, how to compete, the fighting talent of soul beasts is stronger than that of people, and only if we continue to fight against them, can we win the game in the future. Wu Mingdao.

"Yes, only by fighting can you really improve your strength. Lord Dean?" Tang San also said.

"I also agree with the captain!"

"Me ...... too"

"Me ...... too"

The rest of the children all stood on Wu Ming's side, and Zhang Heng and his wife, who originally wanted to stop it, were suddenly speechless......

Mr. Inkblot just smiled and said nothing......

The master finally spoke, "What they said is right, combat is the best way to improve, but you must pay attention to safety." ”

"Well, we will!" everyone said in unison.

The dean saw that everyone was resolute, so he had no choice but to give up.

At sunset, the crowd stopped to prepare for dinner. I just took my things out, laid out the cloth, and prepared to eat.

"Everyone be careful, there is a situation! I'm going to explore the way!" shouted Yang Feng, the teacher in charge of guarding the tree.

"I'd better go!"

The ink teacher turned on the martial spirit, passed through the shadow of the tree, and immediately flew into the sky.

After a while, he flew back, and said with a smile on his handsome face: "Take back the stall first, and after the battle, you can start eating!"

"What kind of soul beast is it, Mr. Inkblot, don't grind and chirp......" Yuen Long couldn't wait to know.

"Shi Mo's dish is here. ”

"Ahh

"Pig! Shi Mo is a defensive martial spirit, and his dish is a defensive martial spirit!" Wu Ming said.

However, everyone didn't dare to be careless, because most of the strength of the defensive soul beasts was also very strong.

"Bang bang bang!"

There was a sound of hurried footsteps, accompanied by the constant shaking of the ground, and from the movement, you could feel that the soul beast was very large and full of weight.

Finally, a huge figure appeared in front of everyone.

It was a soul beast more than a foot long, about one meter and a half tall, with three toes on its front and rear limbs, thick claws on its toes, and the thickness of two human thumbs.

Its skin is extremely thick, very similar to an animal called the rhinoceros that Wu Ming saw watching TV in his previous life. However, its skin is not rough, but evenly distributed with layers and layers of fine scales.

On the long head, there is a horn half a meter long and as thick as a calf. A yellow aura actually appeared on it, this was the first hundred-year soul beast, and it was a soul beast that paid equal attention to defense and strength.

It is most suitable for Shi Mo, and of course it is also suitable for Wu Ming's gourd martial spirit. It's a pity that he doesn't look down on Wu Ming, he is afraid that he will lose his soul ring again.

"Everybody, stand back! This is a hundred-year-old one-horned rhino! Pay special attention to its one-horned horn. The master shouted.

Dean East!

Inkblot Teacher West!,

North of Zhang Heng!

Yang Feng jumped down from the tree and went to the back of the one-horned rhino, that is, to the south.

Each of them guards one direction.

The master was on the periphery, and Wu Ming's seven people stood behind the master.

The master's Luo Sancang had already been summoned, and it made a rattling sound.

Seeing that everyone couldn't help laughing, especially Yuen Long, who laughed out loud, Wu Ming slapped him directly on the head. He couldn't help but laugh, everyone really couldn't associate such a funny soul beast with the master.

The one-horned barbarian stopped, it gasped violently, as a hundred-year-level soul beast, it was disgraced today, and seriously injured, the corners of its mouth were constantly dripping blood, the person just kicked lightly, and the weight of thousands of catties flew away, hanging on the branch for a full hour, and it ran wildly for two hours when it fell to the ground......

And at the moment it is human, hateful human, and more than one human, who surrounds themselves.

It's going crazy, it's not low in wisdom, it's rolling its blood-red eyes, observing the situation around it, the direction it came from can't go back, the old man in the east actually emits a purple light on his body, and he can't be provoked!

The young man in the west is also purple and can't be provoked.

The one on the north side looked weaker, with a white and yellow aura.

Naturally, Zhang Heng is in the north, he is only a twenty-sixth-level battle soul master, a silver wolf martial soul, and an agile martial soul, but unfortunately his qualifications are too poor, and he is only twenty-six years old. is three levels lower than Yang Feng, Yang Feng, Leopard Martial Soul, are all twenty-nine levels.

The master chose to stand behind him, also because he was afraid that his strength would be too weak, and he would let the one-horned brute rhinoceros go.

Sure enough, the brute rhino had a yellow light flashing on its head, and its whole body was shrouded in yellow light, and it let out a roaring sound, and first turned around pretendedly.

But the four hooves suddenly exerted force, and the hind legs kicked hard, rushing towards Zhang Heng.

Zhang Heng was deceived by the brute rhino, thinking that the brute rhino was going to attack his wife, so he chased after him directly, but unexpectedly the brute rhino rushed over, and Zhang Heng had no time to release the soul technique, and he couldn't dodge.

And the master didn't have time to rescue, and watched from a distance that Zhang Heng was about to be hit by a brute rhino.

But he heard a bang, and then the brute let out a miserable scream, and actually rolled on the ground.

A thin figure in the air also rolled directly a few times before stopping, and it was Wu Ming......