After knowing that the operation still failed after all, Dean Nordin couldn't help but be a little frustrated.

"That's it, lead the children to hunt souls normally, and then turn back." The master muttered.

After all, it's impossible to take a large group of students and teachers all over the forest to find a new nest of death spiders, right?

"Are you happy with the scenery?"

Suddenly, there was a majestic turmoil of soul power all around, and there was no villainous standard smirk between the words, and the conversation was full of anger.

"Who?"

At that moment, Nordin was shocked, and their group was the advance party to enter the death spider's lair. But there were still people who could sneak in with them without a trace.

Even this method of transmitting sound through soul power must at least be at the soul saint level.

"Do you have any advice from your seniors, can you show up?"

Notting, Yu Xiaogang, and Tang San looked around vigilantly.

Gradually, there is even a hint of turbulence in the surrounding space.

The huge pressure even made Tang San and the master a little breathless.

Gradually, a man in red with a white mask appeared in front of the three of them, and no one knew how he appeared.

"This costume..."

"It won't be wrong, the cardinal of the Martial Spirit Palace, Title Douluo..."Yu Xiaogang looked at Notin with a dead face, but he was much calmer than Notin.

Notting's body couldn't stop trembling, if it was the oppression of soul power at the beginning, it was already mental pressure now.

Take the ordinary Three-Ring Soul Venerable as an example, if you don't have personal experience, the strength of Title Douluo will only stay in the concept, this kind of soul master may know that Title Douluo is very strong, but the soul king of the Soul Sect who is stronger than himself may feel that this is just the difference between the river and the river.

After all, Nordin was different from others, he had seen the flow of the Soul Saint, the Soul Saint had already surpassed his two soul rings, he understood the fear gap in this, and the Title Douluo had to surpass the two soul rings of the Soul Saint level. The gap made him feel even more powerless.

And when Nordin glanced at Tang San beside him, he was indeed secretly a little surprised. Although some of them couldn't withstand the strong pressure of the other party, there was no trace of fear in their eyes.

Are the ignorant fearless?

Notin didn't feel that with Tang San's cleverness, he didn't know what it meant to be titled Douluo.

In fact, Tang San instinctively sensed that the strength of this Title Douluo was extremely terrifying, although the other party obviously did not release too much pressure. But this is not Tang San's humble and arrogant cane, in fact, even if the other party's soul power is so strong that Tang San can't stand up, Tang San will not give in.

As for Master Yu Xiaogang, Dean Nordin really didn't understand why he was so calm. Maybe he was scared silly, he could only think of it like this.

This costume and the iconic pattern of the Wuhun Hall are impossible for anyone on the mainland to mistake.

Although this man did not release the martial soul and the specific soul ring, no one would question his strength.

Legend has it that the cardinal of the Martial Soul Hall must be the strength of the Title Douluo, and it should not be the one who dares to pretend to be a Soul Saint or Soul Douluo level casually.

The completely different reactions of the three of them made this Title Douluo very strange, compared to these two Great Soul Masters of the Second Ring, this Soul King seemed to be more afraid of himself.

"In Lower Notting City, the dean of Notting Academy, I don't know if there is anything I can do for His Majesty the Title Douluo?"

It took a long time for Nordin to adjust his breathing and come forward to talk.

Tang San looked at Dean Notting, who was communicating with this cardinal, and for a moment he really felt that he was so humble.

[Sure enough, strength is everything...]

"What are you doing here?" The cardinal asked rhetorically.

"It's not a secret, I'm here for a heavenly treasure, this was the nest of the death spider before, and there is a special spring, full of life breath, which is very good for the soul master's cultivation."

"But when we came this time, we found that the spring had dried up."

Nordin told the truth, but he was hiding a little bit of key information.

"And how do you explain the fact that there are so many people outside the lair?"

It was still the cardinal's one-sided questioning, but Nordin and the others had to answer, after all, if you don't answer, it is very likely that you will be pinched to death by the other party like an ant.

"This time, our Notting Academy originally cooperated with the royal family, and came to this soul hunting forest to help the little princess Xue Ke of the Heaven Dou royal family get the first soul ring, and only afterwards did we come to prepare to take this heavenly treasure."

Nordin said resignedly.

Hearing this, the red-clothed sect leader also smiled, thinking that this Nordin was just playing these small calculations.

Thinking of the suspicious Qian Lingxue, who was still very strong to force himself, the cardinal also felt that it was too much. At the moment, I also feel that since I came, I can't come in vain.

That's right, this red-clothed sect leader is none other than Snake Spear Douluo-She Long.

As for his hidden figure, he obviously didn't want people to know that Xue Qinghe had too much to do with the Martial Spirit Palace.

"In other words, you are doing this behind the back of the royal family?"

Snake Spear Douluo thought for a moment and said.

"Uh... As Her Majesty said. ”

Notin replied truthfully, but in the eyes of Snake Spear Douluo, whether Notin and the others were absolutely loyal to the royal family had nothing to do with him being a cardinal of the Martial Spirit Hall at all.

"I think this kid is still talented, since you don't deal with the royal family, then how about I take this kid into the Martial Spirit Palace?"

Tang San is a key observation target, it is not a secret at the top of the Martial Spirit Palace, and now that Haotian Sect is hiding from the world, there is almost no soul master surnamed Tang in this continent who is wandering in the open.

Although Bibi Dong has ordered to keep observing and not to act rashly, he will not hurt this child, and there is no harm in taking him to the Martial Spirit Palace.

Tang San was a little surprised in his heart, why did everyone who saw a Martial Soul Hall want to bring himself into the Martial Soul Palace? What Hai Luo from the auxiliary department had said to him, Tang San didn't have time to find his teacher Yu Xiaogang to confirm it. But Wuhun Palace's attitude towards himself is indeed unusual, just a cultivation talent, let a Title Douluo do the same, it's too much to say.

"I refuse!"

Just as the master and Nordin were thinking about how to answer, Tang San himself refused first.

And the soul ring that gradually lit up next to the cardinal seemed to be this Title Douluo's answer to Tang San.

Under the mask, he doesn't show much expression. But needless to say, he also knew that he was extremely angry at this time, a dignified Title Douluo, since he was directly rejected by a little kid of a great soul master.

There is not even any other reason or excuse.

Of course, it's not that you can do whatever you want for any reason, it's a kind of contempt for him!

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black, a whole nine soul rings, to some extent, is already the best ratio. Although the Eight Rings can theoretically absorb 100,000-year-old soul beasts as soul rings. But in the world of Douluo I, the 100,000-year-old soul beast was even rarer than the Title Douluo. Therefore, there is no possibility of forming a loop.

"How? Have you changed your mind this time? ”

Snake Spear Douluo released a huge amount of pressure to threaten Tang San, making Tang San almost unable to stand up straight, and could only barely pass through the Blue Silver Grass, fixing the surrounding trees, allowing himself to barely squat on the ground.

The shortness of breath is like running tens of thousands of meters of non-soul training.

And at this time, a corner that no one, even the snake spear, noticed.

On the top of the big tree at the edge of the nest, a middle-aged man in ragged clothes stood.

A shabby robe was so desperate that he covered himself up in it.

The man's rough face was also oily, and his black and white hair might not be noticeable compared to a beggar if it were not for a headband.

But only such a decadent man has a pair of terrifying eyes, and those eyes full of murderous intent are staring at the Title Douluo who is releasing nine soul rings not far away, symbolizing the apex of the mainland's strength!