Chapter 152: I'll Live a Nourishing Life!

Countless monks saw the soul groan that appeared at the end of the teleportation array in an instant, and their eyes widened.

You know, that's ten times more powerful.

However, Soul Yin directly regarded it as nothing.

"It must be the qi and blood outside the blood devouring technique that blocked all the power and coercion. ”

Many people think so in their hearts.

Following the arrival of Soul Yin, the yellow-haired middle-aged man with good strength followed closely behind.

"Brother Duan, let's go too, we can't let them steal the limelight. ”

Zhang Lie said a word, and then his figure flashed and rushed out quickly.

However, his speed was much worse than that of Soul Moan.

Of course, compared to the yellow-haired middle-aged, it is even better.

Duan Feng shrugged his shoulders and also swept out.

However, as soon as he took a few steps, he was directly enveloped by a terrifying force.

Its speed slowed down instantly.

"Grandma is a bear, just your little bit of power and coercion, do you still want to help me?"

"Break it for me!"

Duan Feng let out a low roar, and the Eight Gate Dun Armor opened two doors again, and a vast amount of energy, centered on it, quickly spread open.

"Bang!"

The next moment, the power that surrounded Duan Feng's body directly turned into fragments of energy in the sky, splashing in all directions.

"Whoosh~"

After blinking, Duan Feng also arrived at the teleportation array.

"Wow. ”

Duan Feng's hand was not surprisingly arousing the uproar of many monks.

If it was a monk whose strength had reached the peak of the Nine Heavens of Sword Venerable, it was naturally impossible for him to have such a reaction.

But it must be known that Duan Feng's strength is only the Sword Venerable Eight Heavens.

In this sword master test, it is the existence of the bottom.

However, how could such a monk not be surprised, not envious, not jealous, so that such a monk was ahead of them all?

"This guy...... There are two brushes. ”

The yellow-haired middle-aged man looked at Duan Feng extremely unpleasantly.

As the oldest and most successful man in the field, it is not unreasonable for him to be covered up by the genius young sect master of the Soul Demon Sect.

But now, he was covered up by a nobody, how could this keep him from being angry?

"Hmph, stinky boy, wait and see! Just go to the second temple and I'll make you look good, and I won't let you pass the test. ”

The yellow-haired middle-aged man's name is Phantom Power, and he comes from the top force of the Soul Sword Continent, the Netherworld Valley.

This Netherworld Valley is not an ordinary force, it is a transcendent force that can fight with the Soul Demon Sect.

In addition to him, there were also a large number of members of the Netherworld Valley behind him who came to participate in the test.

Of course, the Juggernaut test is never a test that can be passed with the help of others.

All tests must rely on their own strength.

Strength hard, passed.

Weak strength, elimination.

No one can help anyone.

Of course, choosing Duan Feng as a teammate for self-protection like Zhang Lie is another matter.

......

Regarding the vicious gaze of the ghost force, as well as what he thought in his heart, Duan Feng naturally didn't know.

Even if you knew, you wouldn't bother with it.

And his gaze at this time was looking at the soul groan.

The two looked at each other, faintly, and there was a wisp of gunpowder that sputtered out of it.

"You're going to die a terrible death!"

Soul Yin's petite lips moved slightly, and a small sound suddenly came out and fell into Duan Feng's eardrums.

"Hehe, really? I don't think so. Not only will I not die, but I will live a nourishing life. ”

Duan Feng shook his head and chuckled.