"Hey, you guys are the elite of the Martial Spirit Palace, the existence of the peak of the soul master of this continent, can you show some momentum of Title Douluo."

Standing quietly in the air, Chen Xiaoming shouted at Bibi Dong and the others who were stunned on the other side.

"Come on with some passion, everyone, I killed the seven Titled Douluo of your Martial Spirit Palace, seven, why are they all like they haven't eaten."

Bibi Dong and others, who had already beaten, doubted their lives, and Chen Xiaoming had to turn on his mouth cannon ability and mock a wave of irony, trying to awaken the fighting spirit in their hearts.

"Look, just like you who are still titled Douluo, if you don't kill me today, it will spread on the mainland tomorrow: shock! The top ten Title Douluo of the Wuhun Hall were brutally abused by one person, and he couldn't take care of himself in life. ”

"Do you want to see such a report?"

Chen Xiaoming chattered endlessly in mid-air, his mouth was invincible, and for a while, many onlookers under him were stunned.

"Boss Dai, what is Mr. Chen doing?"

The fat man's puzzled eyes kept scanning Chen Xiaoming, and found that Chen Xiaoming actually became more and more energetic the more he spoke, and he was blindsided for a while, is this still the invincible Chen Xiaoming before? How do you feel like a strong mouth?

"Well, I don't know, maybe I'm deliberately provoking the powerhouse of the Martial Spirit Palace."

Dai Mubai's eyes glanced at Bibi Dong and the others, and saw that a group of them had been red with Chen Xiaoming's faces, their fists clenched, and the anger in their eyes was almost about to erupt under the effect of soul power.

"Chen! Small! Bright! It's too much of a deception! ”

The roar containing Bibi Dong's majestic soul power broke through the sky in an instant, resounding for hundreds of miles. Bibi Dong stepped forward, the seventh soul ring flashed under his feet, his body shook, his upper body crawled downward, the purple-black carapace on his body spread instantly, and the whole person had turned into a huge spider, the green hair on the eight spider legs turned purple at the same time, and there was a layer of purple brilliance all over the body.

It is Bibi Dong's martial soul true body, the Death Spider Emperor.

The purple light instantly became intense, and the black eighth soul ring arranged on Bibi Dong's body suddenly shone brightly, and the dazzling purple light solidified on the left side of her body, and in the flickering light and shadow, there was an additional Death Spider Emperor who was exactly the same as her body.

Two death spiders appeared, Bibi Dong's aura did not weaken, but emitted a strong purple light around his body, and a highly poisonous death field came towards Chen Xiaoming.

Bibi Dong's death realm has a highly toxic environment, and he can't use any teleportation skills.

It can be said that Bibi Dong came up with a way to restrain Chen Xiaoming's speed.

The Golden Crocodile Douluo on the side was shocked by Bibi Dong's strength, but he was also angry by Chen Xiaoming's ridicule, the seventh soul ring under his feet was also shining, and the dazzling golden light suddenly burst out from the Golden Crocodile Douluo's body, every piece of scale armor on his body was erected, and his white hair instantly turned into a thick, enveloping his head inside, and his upper body was slightly forward, like a huge crocodile.

The rest of the Martial Soul Palace's Title Douluo, also at the same moment, used his martial soul true body, the seventh soul ring flashed, and the majestic soul power almost shrouded the sky above the Martial Soul Palace, the huge pressure was like the sky falling apart, and the surrounding space seemed to be crumbling.

"Up."

Five figures in a row came straight towards Chen Xiaoming, but this time, they did not launch an energy attack, but used their martial souls, and directly prepared to fight Chen Xiaoming.

The glory of the Wuhun Hall is guarded by them!

"Die."

The huge martial soul true body, the condensed soul power attacked, a huge crocodile iron tail, eight sharp spider claws with a light purple glow, and several huge stick shadows, etc., almost enveloped Chen Xiaoming.

The joint attack of the five peak Douluo, the air let out a roaring sound, especially the crocodile tail and the spider spear, and there was a black ghost light around them, and the space seemed to be shattered by it.

"Haha, it's good to come."

Seeing a few people coming with all their might, Chen Xiaoming laughed heartily, his mouth cannon was not in vain, and people really still had to be more intense.

Intense silver light erupted from his body, enveloping Chen Xiaoming in an instant, and the 100,000-year-old soul bones in various parts of his body were mobilized at this moment, and a silver mark on the soul bone was like an inscription under the shroud of silver light at this moment.

The majestic power poured into the hundred points of Chen Xiaoming's body, and a force far beyond the previous one flowed in Chen Xiaoming's body.

"Is this my power?"

Moving his fist, feeling the power of that punch and a Title Douluo, Chen Xiaoming pushed his strength to the limit for the first time.

What's even more terrifying is that the silver light emitted from his body slowly converges and clings to the appearance of his body, as if he is wearing a silver coat.

The silver light loomed, and his already terrifying power, under the blessing of the silver clothes, was still skyrocketing.

It was as if the power of the silent bloodline in his body had finally found a use at this moment, and no money poured out.

Swallowing his saliva, he was running at full strength for the first time, Chen Xiaoming didn't know that such a thing would happen, raised his head, and looked at Bibi Dong and the others who attacked with sympathy.

Chen Xiaoming: It's not that he wants to pretend to be forced, it's the power of the blood that forces him, and he doesn't want to!

The power of the bloodline: MMP, Lao Tzu gives you strength, but you let me take the blame, Lao Tzu doesn't carry it!

"Huh."

With a slight touch of his feet, Chen Xiaoming's figure was about to disappear again, Bibi Dong snorted coldly, and his death domain was instantly shrouded away, but the silver light around Chen Xiaoming's body flashed, and the death domain was instantly ignored.

"Don't worry, I'll be gentle!"

found a Titled Douluo who played with a stick, the latter's strength was not weak, with ninety-seven soul power, listening to the soft voice in his ears, his expression was stunned, but at a glance, he saw Chen Xiaoming punching his martial soul Zhen.

"Boom!"

Full of Chen Xiaoming's full strength of the punch, the scorching silver light flashed, and then the golden light of the martial soul's true body shattered instantly, and the majestic soul power operated the soul bone with all its strength, coupled with the explosion of the power of the bloodline, the Title Douluo man's intuitive martial soul seemed to be broken at this moment.

A sudden breath surged up in his heart, and under the surging of qi and blood, and soul power, his eyes went black, and he fell down directly.

With a successful blow, Chen Xiaoming did not hesitate, because Bibi Dong and the others took advantage of this time to attack Chen Xiaoming again, regardless of it, they wanted to kill Chen Xiaoming.

Bibi Dong's eyes are even more crazy, Chen Xiaoming is not dead, and the great cause of her Martial Spirit Hall will definitely not be completed.

Two death spiders, sixteen cold spider spears stabbed all over Chen Xiaoming's body, she didn't believe it, no matter how strong Chen Xiaoming's strength was, his body would be stabbed unscathed.

"Give! I! Go! Die, Chen! Small! Bright! ”