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"Two ...... Two thousand-year soul rings? Osho shuddered with shock and said this.

Two thousand-year-old soul rings, there is really nothing unusual, Osho himself has it. But you're just a Soul Venerable with three soul rings! You have two thousand-year-old soul rings in the three soul rings, so you're going too far!

In the soul master world, everyone's default soul ring is the best configuration, the soul is yellow, yellow and purple, two hundred years and one thousand years, this is already a genius, but you directly broke this law, the second soul ring is a thousand years, what kind of monster is this!

But Osho didn't know that in fact, Zeng Yi's first soul ring was a thousand years, and the second soul ring was a hundred years of soul ring. If he knew, he would probably be even more shocked that there was such a reverse operation.

"Tell me! How did you do that? ”

Osho's emotional hands grabbed Zeng Yi's shoulders and shook him and asked.

"Well, Elder Osho, don't get excited! Let go of me first. Zeng Yi hurriedly said, this Osho Soul Emperor-level strength, grabbing his shoulders and hand strength stopped, which made him a little uncomfortable.

"Uh......"

Osho also realized his gaffe, let go of Zeng Yi's shoulder, and coughed lightly a few times to calm himself down.

"How did you manage to absorb two thousand-year soul rings? It stands to reason that the limit for a soul master to absorb the second soul ring is a hundred years! How can you absorb a thousand-year soul ring without exploding your body? Osho asked in an excited tone, his eyes full of curiosity.

This question made Zeng Yi a little embarrassed, in fact, his second soul ring was a hundred years old, and the first soul ring was a thousand years old.

"Uh...... What ...... this question ?" Zeng Yi lowered his head and thought about it, how should he tell him?

"Actually, just absorb it directly, absorb it if you can, absorb it if you can, and die if you can't!"

Zeng Yi's answer made Osho directly dumbfounded. What is the answer, this is too perfunctory! However, thinking about it this way, it is indeed such a truth, if you are not afraid of death, you will go directly to the sky, and if you become it, you will reach the sky in one step, and if you don't achieve it, you will turn into dry bones.

But that's still too far-fetched!

And Osho looked at Zeng Yi's third soul ring, the purple color was deeper, this was definitely not the soul ring on the soul beast of about a thousand years, it was definitely more than two thousand years.

"That's it?"

"Well, that's true." Zeng Yi nodded affirmatively.

Actually, he didn't want to do that! He also wanted to start normally, but the martial soul didn't agree! Keep encouraging me to go up, no way!

"Also, maybe I'm in good shape!"

Zeng Yi has always suspected that this has something to do with his physique, otherwise why does he always recover so quickly from his injury?

Osho didn't believe it, there were more people with good physique, and I didn't see that people's second soul ring was a thousand years! However, he didn't bother to pursue it, after all, this person had the courage to dare to absorb the thousand-year soul ring, and he succeeded. If you want to imitate, you must have the spirit of not being afraid of death.

"Let's test your soul power!" Osho shook his head, took out a blue crystal ball, and said to Zeng Yi.

Zeng Yi put his hand up, and the crystal ball suddenly shone with dazzling light, and the light filled the entire room.

"Thirty-five soul power!"

Talented! Absolute genius!

Osho shouted in his heart, judging from Zeng Yi's appearance, he was by no means more than twenty years old, before the age of twenty, how strong his soul power was, and there were two thousand-year soul rings, which could no longer be described as a genius, this was a monster!

Now, Osho looked at Zeng Yi's eyes, as if he was about to glow, as if Zeng Yi was an infinite treasure, so tempting.

"Quick! Reach over your hand and let the old man see your bone age. Osho dealt excitedly, and before Zeng Yi could move, he grabbed Zeng Yi's right wrist.

"You're only fifteen!"

Osho screamed again. I didn't expect this teenager to be so young! The future is promising, the future is promising!

Seeing Osho's face flushed with excitement, Zeng Yi was a little speechless. Isn't it just a little soul venerable, as for such a gaffe? Have you ever seen the people in the protagonist group, the twelve-year-old soul venerable, and the next 100,000-year soul ring is the same as picking up things on the ground, so much trouble, what am I, I really haven't seen the world.

Seeing his appearance, Zeng Yi complained in his heart.

"Genius! No! It's a demon! Osho's eyes were like wolves, staring at Zeng Yi tightly, and his mouth was full of praise.

Belch...... Are you sure you're not scolding me?

Zeng Yi looked at this person speechlessly, but did he have any thoughts about me?

Thinking like this, Zeng Yixin panicked a little.

However, he is a soul emperor, if he wants to run, he should have no way to take himself.

Thinking of his running skills, Zeng Yi was relieved again.

"By the way, what's your name, young man?"

"Zeng Yi."

"Zeng Yi, good name! Boy, are you interested in joining our Martial Spirit Palace? Osho asked excitedly.

"Uh...... Am I not registered here now? Zeng Yi replied.

"No, this is just a registration to receive a subsidy, I'm talking about the soul master who really joined our Martial Soul Hall and completed our Martial Soul Palace. Zeng Yi, with your talent, it can be said that there is no peer in the Wuhun Hall who can compare with you, you are a demon! An existence above genius. I will recommend you to the supreme glory of the Martial Spirit Palace, our esteemed Pope, with your talent, you will definitely get the best training, and there will be no problem in becoming a Title Douluo when the time comes! Osho finished his words excitedly, looking at Zeng Yi expectantly, waiting for his agreement.

"This ...... Let me think. Zeng Yi is really hard to answer this question.

Do you want me to join the Spirit Palace? How is this possible? I don't even want to go to the academy next door, why do you have a martial soul hall that makes me tempted. You said you could make me a Title Douluo? Everyone is guaranteed to become a god! Brothers!

Zeng Yi is used to wandering alone, but he doesn't like to join any forces, which will shackle his happy heart, which he can't stand.

"What's there to think about, just agree! This is an opportunity to become a Title Douluo! Seeing Zeng Yi's appearance, Osho hurriedly urged.

"Sorry! Elder Osho, this is not for me to decide. Zeng Yi suddenly said to Osho very seriously.

"You can't decide?" Zeng Yi's answer made Osho stunned for a moment.

"Well, I'll have to talk to the elders in the family." Zeng Yi nodded and replied.

That's right, why didn't the old man think of this question, how could such a demonic person be an ordinary soul master, someone must have cultivated it!

"I don't know who your parents are?"

"In the next family teacher, title: sword." Zeng Yi said lightly.

"Title, sword?"

As soon as Osho heard this, his eyes widened instantly, the person who can be titled, needless to say, is only the legendary Title Douluo! And with the sword as the title, there is only one, the Seven Treasure Colored Glass Sect, Sword Douluo!

"Your master is Sword Douluo?" Osho asked in astonishment.

"Yes." Zeng Yi nodded and said.

In fact, this is just his blind fabrication, fooling Osho. He remembered that in Douluo, there was a person named Sword Douluo, who was quite famous, so he used his name to prop up the field, otherwise, this Osho would not let himself go easily. Moreover, he is also a sword-wielder, so he should be able to deceive him!

"So that's it, that's it......"

Osho couldn't believe that this genius was already famous.

Oh, yes! I should have thought that this young man used knives and swords as weapons, and his body also exuded a fierce chill, which was so similar to the temperament of the Sword Douluo Venerable that I had the honor to meet. It turns out that he is a disciple of the Sword Venerable! Alas, it seems that there is no hope for the Wuhun Palace.

Thinking of this, Osho couldn't help but sigh. The Seven Treasure Colored Glass Sect is strength, but it is not much weaker than the Martial Spirit Palace, and he does not have the strength to snatch such a person.

After that, Osho didn't say anything about letting Zeng Yi join the Martial Soul Palace, respectfully helped him get the information right, and then gave Zeng Yi a subsidy of one hundred gold soul coins, and personally sent him out of the Martial Soul Palace.

Looking at Zeng Yi's back as he left, Osho's eyes flickered.

It seems that I have to report to the Pope, and there is a terrible demon from the Seven Treasure Glazed Glass Sect!

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