Chapter Twenty-Four: The Worship of Ten Thousand Beasts (Ask for Recommendation Votes and Collect)
Song Jiu didn't know its name, but from its size and the color of the soul power that faintly emanated, it could be roughly judged that this should be a hundred-year-level soul beast.
"You, come here" Song Jiu stretched out a finger and hooked his finger towards the soul beast.
Wow~
The leopard-type soul beast let out a strange cry softly, and then walked to Song Jiu's side and licked his feet gently, which seemed to ...... Is it flattering?
Looking at this unusually docile soul beast, Song Jiu was really surprised this time, he was sure that he had not gained the favorability of this soul beast.
And it's not just this one, all the soul beasts in his sight are probably all so docile, this is not a normal thing.
With the pride of the soul beast, even if he could feel that Song Jiu was once a 100,000-year-old soul beast, it would be impossible to be so docile to Song Jiu, at most, he would not dare to provoke him.
"Strange," Song Jiu whispered suspiciously.
With a hint of speculation, Song Jiu slowly raised his arm, and the next moment, the phantom of the Heaven Swallowing Sect was attached to his body again.
At the moment when Song Jiu's martial soul just appeared, the entire Soul Splitting Forest instantly shook.
Roar!!!
The roars of countless soul beasts rang out from all over the forest.
Immediately after, no matter how far or near, no matter how strong or weak, all the soul beasts in the Soul Hunting Forest were prostrate on the ground, and then bowed their heads deeply in the direction of Song Jiu.
Today, in the Soul Hunting Forest of the Douluo Continent, this breathtaking vision appeared for the first time.
Worship of all beasts!
"What kind of martial soul is this Heaven Swallowing Spirit?"
After slowly retreating from the possession of the martial spirit, Song Jiu's heart had more doubts.
He had never seen any martial soul that could make ten thousand beasts worship, not to mention that his body was just a 100,000-year-old soul beast, a soft bone rabbit.
It didn't take long for Tang Hao to run back again: "Shenzi, your martial soul is not simple."
And Xiao Wu also looked adoring.
Song Jiu first touched Xiao Wu's hair fondly, and then glared at Tang Hao angrily, saying some nonsense, when he was blind or had no IQ.
Being stared at by Song Jiu like this, Tang Hao also touched his head a little embarrassed, I don't know why, by Song Jiu's side, he always couldn't show his domineering side.
"Let's go, let's change places, lest someone come in a while, it's hard to explain"
After speaking, Song Jiu ran into the distance, this time he deliberately hid his breath, so he did not cause any more visions, and Tang Hao followed closely with Xiao Wu.
Looking at Song Jiu, who was running farther and farther, Tang Hao behind couldn't help but ask with some doubts: "Aren't we going to join the junior now?" ”
"It's not time yet"
Song Jiu said calmly, although he had caused the vision of the worship of ten thousand beasts, it had not actually caused any changes, everything was still under his control, so there was no need to go to Tang San now.
Tang Hao nodded silently, for some reason, Song Jiu's flat voice was always inexplicably convincing, which might be a kind of personality charm.
It didn't take long for the two of them to come to the depths of the Soul Hunting Forest, the lowest level here were all hundred-year-old soul beasts, and as for the thousand-year-old soul beasts, they could be seen everywhere, but they hadn't seen a single one.
"Here it is"
Song Jiu observed the surrounding environment, and when he confirmed that no soul master would come, he stopped here.
"Miko, what are you here for?"
Tang Hao asked in wonder, since he followed Song Jiu, he seemed to have become a hundred thousand whys, he had to ask everything, as if he didn't know anything.
"Find two gods to play, are you here with me?" Song Jiu said half-jokingly, of course, he really planned to find the god of the sea and the god of Shura.
"Shenzi, I don't dare to play with the gods" The corners of Tang Hao's eyes couldn't stop shaking, looking for the gods to play...... This kind of thing is estimated that only Song Jiu can say it.
"Tut-tut, I didn't expect that the dignified Haotian Douluo would also be afraid of one day"
Song Jiu looked at Tang Hao's expression, and a smile couldn't help but appear on his face, there are not many people who can see that Tang Hao is afraid, maybe except for Ah Yin, it is him.
"Haha" Tang Hao smiled awkwardly, he Tang Hao is indeed crazy, but that is also a person, the gods are no longer in the ranks of human beings, even if he is crazy, he will not joke with the gods.
Without continuing to joke with Tang Hao, Song Jiu took a few steps forward, and then closed his eyes.
It didn't take long for a blood-red mark to appear on Song Jiu's forehead, and with the appearance of the mark, a pure murderous aura also came out of the mark.
"It's ...... The breath of the god Shura! ”
Looking at Song Jiu on the side, a touch of solemnity appeared on Tang Hao's face, and he who had the realm of killing gods knew the horror of the Shura God even more.
In addition to being dignified, Tang Hao didn't have the fear just now, that fear was just something he pretended to be in order to cater to Song Jiu.
As one of the most talented people on the continent, God was originally the goal he pursued, and in his heart, God was just a powerful person.
But the strength of the god made him have to be cautious, even if it was a mark left by the god Shura on Song Jiu's body, it made him feel like falling into an ice cave.
As the mark on Song Jiu's forehead became more and more bright red, the terrifying murderous aura became more and more intense, and in the end, Tang Hao even had to expand the Killing God Realm to resist the terrifying murderous aura.
At this moment, a cold voice sounded from Song Jiu's mind.