Chapter Thirty-Seven: Under Absolute Strength, Any bells and whistles are nothing
Time passed, and Lin Feng stood on the ground, really motionless.
The breeze blew, bringing up only a thousand golden rays.
"Three minutes to go."
Lin Feng raised three fingers, his voice with a hint of contempt.
He now has the urge to get some sleep.
The crowd of onlookers was deadly quiet.
This is a 100,000-year soul ring, defensive type, and it's too terrifying!
Can you really ignore the Title Douluo attack for five minutes?
100,000 Year Soul Ring.
Looking at the red light at Lin Feng's feet, everyone was jealous in their hearts.
I have to be nitpicking, and I don't have a backache when I stand and talk.
What defensive, offensive.
There are 100,000 years of soul rings that are heavens.
This is the strong conscription of strength.
Now the people who support Title Douluo have already defected half-step.
Only Bibi Dong's eyebrows were displeased.
He has the ability to give Lin Feng the best.
Why can't his 100,000-year soul ring be the top?
A little self-reproach rose in her heart.
For a moment, there was an unstoppable impulse.
If you can choose, of course it will be better.
"Two minutes."
Lin Feng spoke up again.
Bibi Dong's gaze was instantly attracted.
Looking at Lin Feng's back, he couldn't help but be taller than the sky.
The golden light on his body, like light in the darkness, attracted her
It was also because of his arrival.
Bibi Dong is glad that he has walked out of the evil in his heart.
"Hey, the Soul King is Title Douluo, and he will lose."
"It's basically lost."
"Hey."
There was another burst of voices, saying that the yin and yang were weird, and they were extremely arrogant.
Lin Feng's gaze looked at several cardinals.
If they hadn't spoken out, they really wouldn't have cared about a few of them who had a bit of status.
"Old ghost, trick."
"Hmm."
Ghost Douluo nodded heavily.
The temperament of the two was instantly sublimated.
At the same time, the ninth soul ring shone brightly.
"Ah~~"
"The chrysanthemums are remnant, the ground is full of wounds, and the flowers are broken."
Ju Douluo's yin and yang strange voice sounded.
His martial soul instantly exploded, turning into Ling Li's golden light, stabbing towards Lin Feng.
On the other side, Ghost Douluo's ninth soul ring bloomed.
Powerful soul power fluctuates like waves.
Suddenly, a huge black hole appeared above Lin Feng's head.
One soul after another poured out of it, touching Lin Feng's body, producing powerful explosive fluctuations.
Boom –
Whoosh –
The two Title Douluo's strongest soul skills.
In the land shrouded in infinite golden light, the blade that the Qi Fu Tongtian Chrysanthemum had turned into had blocked Lin Feng.
The explosions produced by the soul body continued one after another.
In an instant, there was a deathly silence.
Everyone's heart was lifted.
Some people hooked the corners of their mouths and showed a sinister smile.
They are willing to see the fall of genius.
Twenty-year-old Soul King.
Die!
"Yes, it's over."
"What?"
Suddenly, the audience was stagnant again.
Almost all of them subconsciously took two steps back.
The two Title Douluo blocked the vacuum.
Lin Feng stood here unscathed.
The corners of Bibi Dong's mouth hooked.
The surprise of others came into her eyes, and she was willing to make Lin Feng look amazing.
Really handsome.
"How is that possible?"
Not only Ju Douluo was incredulous.
Even Ghost Douluo had a shocked look on his face.
The two combined ninth soul skills didn't hurt Lin Feng by a single point.
Hu Liena's eyes narrowed.
He's really strong.
Powerful to be invincible, but she won't give up.
Evil Moon looked like Xiang was eating.
He was going to watch the excitement!
How so?
How can it be?
Soul King.
Soul power is not exhausted?
Yan narrowed his eyes and glanced at Hu Liena.
He developed an unknown hostility towards Lin Feng.
The corners of the mouths of several cardinal sect masters twitched, and their cheeks felt hot pain.
Just finished speaking.
Not only did it not end, but it was unscathed.
There was almost a minute of silence.
The pins are still falling, and even the sound of insects crawling can be heard.
Everyone's eyes widened, their pupils constricted.
Talented.
Peerless genius.
With him, how can the Martial Spirit Hall not dominate the entire continent?
This is what Bibi Dong thinks in his heart.
Others just wanted to kill Lin Feng.
Genius, a genius who has not grown up completely is a wasted person.
"Five minutes is over, it's my turn."
In an instant, Lin Feng moved.
The contemptuous voice is bohemian, peerless and arrogant.
There was only madness in his face.
Rumble.
The earth shuddered.
The surroundings have become sparse and bloody.
The onlookers couldn't help but shiver, how could it be so cold?
Bang –
Lin Feng touched the ground with one foot, and the ground suddenly exploded.
A deep pit visible to the naked eye quietly emerged.
The combat power limit increase generated by the fifth soul technique, Lin Feng couldn't help it.
He was now bony and golden.
Externally invincible.
The inside is equivalent to the whole body is full of soul bones.
Combat power has reached an unprecedented peak.
Whoosh –
In everyone's sight, only a golden shadow flashed.
Then, with two screams, Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo flew into the sky.
Bang bang bang.
The figures of the two rippled infinitely in the sky, and they never fell to the ground.
One punch, one kick.
With every touch, there was a loud tearing sound of air.
The strong air currents made the sky swing.
Countless people looked up.
Sluggish.
The eyes are full of waves.
"He didn't use soul skills?"
"He didn't even use his soul technique?"
"Crushing, this is crushing."
Rumble.
The audience exploded.
The people who thought about letting Lin Feng die before were all dumbfounded.
Bloody abuse of two Titled Douluo.
Still killing?
Are they eligible?
If you can't assassinate, you can't be assassinated.
The corners of the cardinal sect leader's mouth were lined up one after another, and the subconscious impulses of the flesh and skin were completely uncontrollable.
Boom.
Yan knelt directly.
From now on, he will be his boss.
Saying one or the other refers to the east but not the west.
"He can't attack with this soul skill!"
A weak voice rang out.
Originally, it was quite loud, but under the air waves, there was nothing.
Hearing this, Bibi Dong raised his head violently, with a light in his eyes.
"It's supposed to be a physique increase."
She spoke slowly.
The voice of the Pope's crown reached everyone's ears.
More deterrent.
Terror.
The whole show is unique.
Lin Feng's one-man stage.
The two Titled Douluo are like clowns.
"Whew......"
Screaming and screaming.
Ju Douluo regretted that he didn't start at the beginning!
Why don't you stand on Bibi Dong's side?
Just one step away, life and death!
Will he be wiser as for sin?
Ghost Douluo's face was immersed, he was used to being abused.
I can't resist anyway.
Enjoy the torture!
"Lin Feng, we admit defeat, we were wrong."
"Old ghost, still don't apologize?"
"Lin Feng, we admit our mistakes, we admit that next time our eyes will be absolutely bright."
Ghost Douluo nodded repeatedly.
Ju Douluo also nodded quickly.
"Hmph."
Lin Feng threw out a whip leg.
The two fell heavily to the ground.
"Whew-"
Heart-rending pain.
Both were bruised all over their bodies, and there was not a single piece of skin intact.
The eyes of these two people looking at Lin Feng now were already full of fear and trembling.
This demon.
It's simply not human.
"We were wrong, we were wrong."
The two muttered weakly.
At this moment, he looked at Lin Feng with a desire to survive.
"Hmph, take it down to heal."
This sentence was said by Lin Feng, but now no one dares to stop it.
The two teams of guards stepped forward and brought the two Titled Douluo down again.
This is not an order from the Pope's crown.
But do they dare not listen?
With a hundred thousand year soul ring, Lin Feng's position in the Martial Spirit Hall is already unshakable.
"I heard, you laughed at me before?"
Lin Feng's gaze quickly looked at several red-clothed sect masters.
In an instant, several red-clothed sect leaders sweated violently and sweated.
How does he remember.
At the time, it was just a sentence.