"Hoo ......"

Chu Mo took a deep breath and looked at each other vigilantly, his eyes were facing each other, and the Flame Madness Lion also locked his gaze on Chu Mo's body, and a faint yellow glow lingered on his body.

"About five hundred years, just right."

Chu Mo smiled at the corner of his mouth, and the three veins shook his body, and he put on a posture.

"Roar!!"

The Flame Madness Lion roared and pounced directly on Chu Mo, and his body of nearly three meters rushed towards Chu Mo.

"Boom!"

Chu Mo punched out, and with the blessing of the three veins, his strength increased several times. Directly hit the abdomen of the Flame Madness Lion, knocking it to the ground, Chu Mo grinned, his veins shook, and a pale red energy rushed out.

It's a pulse!

"Bang!"

"Roar!"

The Flame Lion screamed in pain as it was struck in the head by the vein, but it was clearly not powerful enough to kill it.

The pale yellow soul power hovered outside the body of the Flame Lion King, and the Flame Madness Lion opened its mouth violently, spewing out a pillar of fire from the mouth of the blood basin, which was its natal soul skill. The Flame Mad Lion Clan, among the soul beasts, can be regarded as the best, otherwise they would not have roared to scare away the Nether Wolves.

"Boom!"

In the blink of an eye, the flames flooded Chu Mo's body, and a black shadow could be seen faintly through the flames.

Chu Mo smiled at the corner of his mouth, golden flames wrapped around his body, and pure Yang Yan Martial Spirit emerged in his palm. He burst out of the flames, his right fist clenched, and summoned all the strength of his body to deliver the final blow.

"Bang!"

The Flame Lion King was smashed on the head, and his raised head instantly sank into the ground, and the entire ground cracked into a large pit of about half a meter. ‘’

The Flame Lion King was lying on the ground, already roaring in his last breath. Chu Mo grinned, and without hesitation, he kicked out again, hitting the head of the Flame Lion King. No matter how tenacious the Flame Lion King's vitality is, even if he attacks of such intensity several times in a row, he will inevitably die.

A faint yellow point of light began to condense above the body of the Flame Lion, and the yellow aura produced by the Flame Lion was very clear and the light was very obvious. Even if you don't touch it, you can clearly feel the huge energy contained in it.

Chu Mo grinned, his first soul ring, he was still very satisfied, and slowly raised his right hand. In the palm of his hand, a flame rose, accompanied by golden flames, and the flames that exuded high temperature and the aura of destruction began to surge towards the aura.

Pulled by that golden light, the soul ring of the Hundred-Year-Old Flame Mad Lion slowly flew in the direction of Chu Mo.

Chu Mo sat down cross-legged on the spot, focusing his attention on the martial soul in his right hand, how to do the process of absorbing the soul ring, he had already asked the master. At this time, as the Hundred Year Flame Mad Lion Soul Ring approached, he felt a powerful pressure, and the bones of his whole body even made a slight sound under this pressure.

Soon, the yellow aura came to the top of Chu Mo's head, and without giving him any chance to react, the yellow aura suddenly shrank, turning into a golden ring that was only the size of a bracelet, but extremely condensed, and fell directly on the Yang Yan Martial Spirit in the palm of his right hand.

Chu Mo only felt that his right hand was like invading magma, and a scorching energy rushed into it crazily, and the violent heat flow instantly rushed into his body, and in an instant, the five were like burning. The body couldn't help but tremble violently.

"Hum~"

The pure Yang Yan Technique in his body seemed to have been ignited by this sudden power, and the heat flow instantly spread to every part of his body, and Chu Mo only felt as if he could breathe fire when he opened his mouth.

Under the baking of the flames, the pure yang flame in Chu Mo's palm gradually changed, and the bright golden light became a little more red, and the roar of the wild lion rose in his ears faintly, and the flame in the palm of his palm tumbled, sometimes turning into fire, sometimes condensing into the appearance of a male lion.

Chu Mo opened his eyes and the process of absorbing the soul ring was not particularly difficult for him. After all, pure Yang Yan is a fire attribute, and he raised his right palm and couldn't wait to try it.

The soul skill of the first soul ring is Flame, which increases the temperature of the flame by 20% and obtains the effect of madness.

Within a certain period of time, Chu Mo's speed and strength will be increased by a certain amount of frenzy depending on his soul power. With Chu Mo's current soul power, he can only get a five-percent increase at most, although he doesn't see it much now.

When he reaches the level of Title Douluo or even God King in the future, this skill will be terrifying.

Chu Mo felt that the soul power in his body seemed to have improved a lot, he raised his right hand, summoned the pure Yang Yan Martial Soul, and slammed his palm against an ancient tree in front of him. Flames rushed out like a tidal wave, and the flames distorted in midair, turning into the form of a flaming lion, shattering the entire ancient tree.

Chu Mo went through a circle of training in the Soul Hunting Forest, killed a few soul beasts that were just a hundred years old, made their flesh and blood into jerky, and set off to find the master and them.

He didn't find the two of them at the place he agreed before, and it was guessed that it was the same as the original book, and the master was poisoned and fell to the ground.

After all, he was also his own cheap master, and Chu Mo still went into the forest to look for it.

"Tang San, master, are you all right?"

It wasn't until late at night that Chu Mo saw a bonfire and found the two of them.

Tang San had already dealt with the poison on the master's body, and the three of them repaired for a day, and returned to Notting Junior Academy on the second day. Tang San, just like in the original book, found a mandala snake as a martial spirit.

"Chu Mo, have you found your soul ring? What is it? ”

Halfway through, Tang San asked Chu Mo curiously.

"A flaming lion of about five hundred years." Chu Mo raised his right palm, and the flames in his palm turned into a cute little lion.

"That's right, it's exactly the limit of the first soul ring, and the attributes of the soul ring are also matched, the Flame Lion is also one of the overlords of this soul hunting forest, and the hundred-year-old Flame Lion can fight with some thousand-year-old soul beasts."

As soon as the soul ring was mentioned, the master was in a lot of spirit, and his languishing expression was gone, and he said approvingly.

"Chu Mo, Tang San, since you have obtained the soul ring, you have to find time to go to the Martial Soul Hall and do a martial soul evaluation." The master reminded, groping in his arms and pulling out a book.

"This book records some of my research on cultivating soul power, although soul power is cultivated through meditation and using one's own soul power, but there are many skills in it. What kind of running route is easy to improve strength, what kind of martial soul is the most suitable for cultivation in what environment, there are detailed records here, I can't personally guide you during this time, but you must not relax. ”

"The injuries on my body are not small, and in a short period of time, there should be no way to teach you well, you have to supervise each other."

Tang San and Chu Mo nodded.

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