At night, the chirping of cicadas could be heard in the depths of the forest, echoing in the silence of the night.

There are also blue fireflies slowly floating in the air, embellishing a strange color in the dark night sky.

Zao Wou-Ki calmly looked at the man in black who was holding a hammer in front of him and whose aura didn't seem to be strong, and he didn't care much.

After all, there are not many types of hammer martial souls in this world, so I didn't think about Haotian.

In addition, the person in front of him did not pose a particularly strong threat to him.

"You brought me out?" Zao Wou-Ki asked, his voice loud.

The man in black didn't speak, just stood quietly looking at him, holding a huge black hammer in his hand.

His eyes are full of indifference, not stagnant. As if there was nothing in this world worth stopping his gaze for a moment, a deep loneliness arose.

Zhao Wouji was stared at by the man in black, and he couldn't help but feel angry, let out a cold snort, and said:

"Pretending to be a ghost!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zao Wou-Ki summoned his martial spirit, the mighty King Kong Bear.

Then, with the surging soul power, it dissipated from the body, causing the air pressure in the air to change, creating a strong air flow that rushed towards the man in black.

Seven soul rings were generated out of thin air under his feet, rhythmically circling around his body, flashing with dazzling light.

Especially the three black 10,000-year soul rings, they looked even more amazingly profound.

Summoning the Martial Soul Possession and the Seven Magnificent Souls surrounding his body, Zao Wou-Ki seemed to feel that he had a lot of confidence.

At the same time, he looked at the man in black with a look full of pride, and said:

"No matter who you are? Angering a Soul Saint is an unwise choice! ”

It's just that from beginning to end, the expression of the man in black has not changed at all.

There was just a suffocating calm, and a faint word came out:

"I just wanted to have a chat with you when I met King Fudo Ming in this small place, it's been a long time since I've moved my muscles."

As he spoke, the man in black slowly raised his right hand and slammed the big black hammer to the ground.

The ground trembled with great force, and the leaves scattered in the wind.

Immediately afterward, two yellow soul rings, two purple soul rings, and then three black soul rings in a row began to appear at the feet of the man in black!

Zhao Wuji didn't care when the man in black revealed his soul ring, he felt that there were not many people in the entire Douluo Continent who could threaten him.

It's just that when the six soul rings of the man in black appeared, he felt a trace of unease!

Immediately after the seventh soul ring, the eighth soul ring, and the ninth soul ring, all black.

And under the pitch-black appearance of the ninth soul ring, wisps of blood red permeated with wisps!

As long as the black 10,000-year soul ring appears red, it means that the quality of this soul ring is at least a rare soul beast that has lived for 90,000 years.

A full nine soul rings quietly appeared on the black-clothed man's body, silently stagnating at different positions on the black-clothed man's body, completely enveloping his body.

"This ......"

Zao Wou-Ki was speechless at the moment, he only felt that his mouth was dry, his eyes were wide open, he was frightened, and his lips were white.

Drops of cold sweat kept rolling down his wide brain, and he said in a difficult tone:

"Title Douluo!"

Then, Zao Wou-ki's face became extremely humble, the domineering spirit in his previous words disappeared, and he bent down and asked:

"May I ask which senior is coming, don't joke with the little one, how can I be worthy of you."

While speaking, Zao Wou-Ki was so nervous that he secretly looked at the man in black under the dark night light, and thought to himself:

"Nine soul rings, a black sledgehammer, and a mysterious pattern on the hammer body? It's ......"

Looking at Zao Wou-Ki, who was nodding his head, the man in black did not fluctuate in the slightest, and said lightly:

"What's not worthy, everyone is a soul master, isn't it all the same?

And during the day, isn't bullying those children also a good bully?

I've found that bullying seems to feel good. Let me bully you too. Of course, you can think I'm bullying me. ”

Zao Wou-Ki couldn't help but smile bitterly when he heard it? Dare to love is that he annoyed the family elder of one of those children, and he is looking for justice for the child!

And listening to this Title Douluo's domineering and unreasonable words, Zhao Wuji suddenly felt extremely bitter in his heart.

Can this soul master be the same as a soul master? Is there a hierarchical difference between these?

That's right, everyone is a soul master, but is his seventy-sixth-level soul saint ability comparable to a ninety-level Titled Douluo?

Zao Wou-Ki can't say what he is suffering at this time, after all, big fists in this world are the last word!

If he dared to refute the meaning of the man in black in front of him, it was estimated that the end would be miserable?

"My lord, don't be kidding? How am I your opponent! ”

So far, Zao Wou-Ki can only say stubbornly.

"Don't worry, I don't need a martial spirit!"

The man in black said lightly, putting away the suffocating and stressful big black hammer.

Suddenly, the man in black looked at a certain part of the forest and said coldly:

"One is the same, and the two are too, so you don't need me to ask you out, right?"

As soon as the man in black finished speaking, a figure came to Zao Wouji's side.

It was a middle-aged man with a shiny eagle hair combed on his forehead, a robe with black patterns all over his body, and a pair of black glasses on the bridge of his nose.

"Dean Flender!" Zao Wou-Ki said silently.

Flender's face was solemn, but he did not respond to Zao Wou-ki, but looked at the man in black with a respectful face and said:

"See Haotian's crown!"

……

Half an hour later, Flender carried Zao Wou-ki, who had a blue nose and swollen face, out of the Soul Beast Forest.

At this time, there was only the man in black left in the forest, that is, Haotian Douluo Tang Hao alone.

"Come out, although your aura is extremely hidden, I still noticed a hint of leakage." Tang Hao said coldly.

But he didn't expect that now in this forest, in addition to Tang Hao himself, and Flender, who has left, Zao Wouji, there is a fourth person.

"Rustling ......"

There was a slight sound of footsteps, and a black figure that was not too tall gradually stepped out of the depths of the forest.

The thin moonlight sprinkled on the black shadow, revealing a young and immature face,

When Tang Hao saw the comer, he couldn't help but breathe, his face without the slightest emotion finally changed, and a trembling voice came to his ears:

"Xiao Yi, why are you!"

"Long time no see, old man."

Xu Yi looked at Tang Hao, who had not seen him for six years, with a slight smile on his face.

After all, Tang Hao was not an ordinary person, and forcibly pressed down his excitement and said:

"No, it's too early. It's not time for us to meet yet! ”

After speaking, Tang Hao turned around and wanted to leave. Seeing this, Xu Yi's figure flashed, disappeared, and came directly to Tang Hao.

"Old man, leave as soon as you meet. Are you going to secretly protect the junior all the time? Xu Yi said.

Even Tang Hao, seeing Xu Yi's peerless speed at this moment, couldn't help but be shocked.

"Xiao Yi, it seems that you are far ahead of Xiao San!"

Tang Hao couldn't help sighing, his eyes were complicated, but he didn't continue to avoid it.

Instead, he found a relatively large tree trunk and sat on it like an ordinary person, and then beckoned to Xu Yi to sit down.

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