Chapter Eighty-Three: Don't pretend, I'm the Seven-Ring Soul Saint and I'm in a showdown
The golden storm intensified, and in comparison, Marston's Golden-winged Peng Bird was much inferior to Lu Han's Dark Golden Dreadclaw, and the golden light was more illusory, seemingly absent.
Gradually, Marston's face began to freeze, and his eyes widened in horror.
It's so strong! Unreasonably strong!
"Poof~"
When Marston was about to retreat, he coughed up a mouthful of bloody arrows.
He was hit hard by the Dark Gold Dreadclaw, and he should have flown upside down under the effect of the powerful elastic force, but the terrible thing was that he couldn't move.
Lu Han exerted the hegemony domain in an instant, invisibly providing just the right amount of resistance for Marston, resulting in the balance of the two forces, so he remained stationary.
"You... You're not the Four-Ring Soul Sect! ”
Marston struggled to speak, and accidentally coughed up another mouthful of blood, severely wounded.
If he is knocked away by Lu Han, he can unload most of his power by virtue of inertia.
However, Lu Han didn't give him a chance to fly out, so he suffered all the damage.
Astound! The horror that enveloped the audience.
One move, just one move, beat Contra to vomit blood?
Hu Liena, Bibi Dong and others all witnessed this incredible scene.
"What a tough boy, I'm not as good as him!" Salas stroked his beard and sighed, hiding his embarrassing remarks.
Especially Hu Liena, the girl's heart is inexplicably rippling.
Marston has a close relationship with her, and at this time she didn't care about Marston's injury, but was blown up by the domineering spirit of her junior brother.
Look at Lu Han again, standing with his hands in his hands, with a graceful demeanor.
Except for being a little sullen, this guy is just like a fairy in every other way, and he is outrageously handsome.
Immediately afterward, he answered Marston's doubts.
"I originally planned to get along with you as an ordinary person, but in exchange for it, I was messing around, don't pretend, I am the Seven-Ring Soul Saint and I have a showdown."
Under the stunned gaze of everyone, Lu Han stepped out in one step, and with each step, a soul ring was born.
After the black soul ring, the golden soul ring came one after another, and before everyone could react, the second golden soul ring came into being.
Hu Liena didn't know why, Ma Xiunuo and the others felt palpitations, only the elders who were noble Title Douluo could understand the horror of this golden soul ring.
However, it is limited to the word "horror", what does the golden soul ring mean, and how many years does it last? They don't know much either.
Only Bibi Dong could still stabilize his mind in this horror, and drank out the "Golden Soul Ring!" "Four words.
The golden soul ring is unprecedented, but it doesn't mean that it is unknown.
She just understood Bibi Dong very well, and at the same time, Lu Han's status in her mind was a little heavier, no! It is the rising tide that lifts all boats.
"A group of guys who have never seen the world, anyway, no one should have a million-year soul ring in this time period, right?"
Lu Han thought secretly as he walked.
When he took the seventh step, there were already seven golden soul rings coiled under his feet.
Six to be exact, because there was the first black soul ring, Lu Han's overall layout was lowered a bit.
But fortunately, his 10,000-year soul ring has the potential to evolve.
Since he devoured the 100,000-year life force of the Ten Thousand Demon King, this black soul ring had undergone a qualitative change, and there were dozens of red blood streaks on it.
He suspected that as long as these blood streaks covered the entire black soul ring, then his 10,000-year soul ring was very likely to evolve to the 100,000-year level, and at the same time, it gave him a physique comparable to that of a 100,000-year dark gold dreadclaw bear.
"If this soul ring can evolve into a million-year soul ring, maybe I really won't be broken!"
The golden light of the million-year soul ring was undoubtedly extremely brilliant, bathing the entire Hall of Elders, and when it was sprinkled on everyone's body, it was sacred and inviolable.
Qianjun Douluo was fearless, only to see him shoot the case, and violated Lu Han thousands of times with just his eyes, and said angrily.
"Holy Son is so bold, the Hall of Elders is so respectful, it can't tolerate the slightest bit of blood, you dare to be so ruthless, don't you take Your Majesty and us in your eyes?"
Hearing this, Bibi Dong was slightly displeased, and comparing herself with these old dogs in the worship hall really damaged her pontical majesty.
At this time, Lu Han crossed his hands and said contemptuously.
"Lord Worship, you really know how to exalt yourself, the Pope is my teacher, naturally in my heart, and you, in my eyes, are not even metabolites!"
Hu Liena was straight and upright now beside Bibi Dong, and after hearing what Lu Han said, she couldn't help but feel a little lonely.
Looking at Bibi Dong again, there was a hint of brilliance on his face.
This subtle change was captured by the master, and then he leaned sideways very unhappily.
The master was silent on the surface, but he felt a strong sense of crisis.
No way! Bibi Dong is his teacher, he can't have bad intentions towards the teacher, right?
Looking at Demon Suppression Douluo again, Qianjun Douluo and Demon Suppression Douluo are twin brothers, and their appearance is very similar, and the martial soul is exactly the same, both of which are top-level martial souls - Panjin Dragon.
The two of them are like conjoined babies, reaching the point of heart-to-heart.
So when Qianjun Douluo spoke, the demon slaying buddy didn't interject.
It's not low-key, it's pretending to be deep!
Qianjun Douluo didn't understand what the metabolites Lu Han was talking about, and he didn't bother to know that as long as Lu Han dared to be arrogant and disorganized, he would personally suppress it.
So he moved!
"Clever tongue, the old man will give you another chance, kneel down and regret it, otherwise don't blame the old man for taking you to the Fa!"
The reason why Qianjun Douluo dared to be so presumptuous was because he used the authority of the worship hall to talk about things, so as to suppress Bibi Dong.
Of course, Bibi Dong is not threatened, even if she kills an enshriner, Qiandaoliu can't do anything to her.
Fortunately, Lu Han took the lead and scolded back in the same tone.
"Wait for a good dog, if you want to challenge one by one, it's rare to be happy today, so let's take your title Douluo to practice!" Lu Han said arrogantly.
If you have been silent for too long, you will inevitably be rubbed off the edges and corners, so I want to take today's opportunity to become famous in one battle, and let the world know that the Martial Spirit Hall has the existence of his holy son.
At this time, Marston had been picked up by Gu Teng and Hua Lianyue, and his face was not very good-looking, in fact, he was not seriously injured, but was angered by Lu Han.
After all, losing to a boy who is only fifteen years old, how can he save face?
Fifteen-year-old Soul Saint, let alone unheard of, even if you look through the entire ancient history of the Douluo Continent, you may not be able to find a fifteen-year-old Soul Emperor.
Moreover, he also beat the level 85 Contra Douluo, and even threatened to challenge the Title Douluo present.
"Is he really only fifteen? When I was fifteen, it was like... It doesn't even seem to be level 40~"
Salas sighed and began to think about life.
Demon subduing is also secretly crossing, this kid is a god, but he is not disrespectful to the offering, I am afraid that it will not be used by the worship hall.