Chapter 122: Dragon Soul Spear

"How so?!"

Han Yun and the others looked at the figure of the young man in front of them, and the smile on their handsome cheeks made them feel turbulent in their hearts.

"You succeeded?"

Zhou Yingxu clenched his fists, probably because of fear, his whole body trembled slightly, his eyes were fixed on the latter, and he said word by word.

For this question, Wu Ming also smiled and did not answer, and then his eyes froze, his heart moved, and the majestic waves of the Yuan Soul Sea poured out wildly from the center of his eyebrows, and in an instant, the soul wind rose everywhere, blowing the corners of everyone's clothes.

And in the middle of the tumbling Yuan Soul waves, a fluorescent flicker, forming a Yuan Soul vortex, constantly rotating and pulling the Yuan Soul around it, like a black hole, at a glance, it makes people feel cold.

In this vortex, a gun handle slowly appeared, Wu Ming's hands quickly sealed, stretched out his hand and held it in front of the void, the only exposed gun handle trembled slightly, and then slowly pulled out in the horrified eyes of everyone.

Throughout the area, the soul wind howled, blowing away the surrounding primordial soul flames, and it seemed that there was a dragon roar.

"Whew. ”

Wu Ming's pupils trembled, and he took a deep breath, and with a strange roar, the spear of the Yuan Soul appeared in everyone's eyes.

It was a pale red, or blood-colored spear, more than eight feet long, the spear was long, like a dragon, and at the tip of its spear, it was swallowing the mist of the soul qi, like a living thing.

"Dragon... Soul... guns..."

"It really made him practice..."

Han Yun and the others looked at the blood-colored spear in front of them in horror, their whole bodies began to tremble violently, and their bodies involuntarily took a few steps back.

How could this not be shocked, this impossible thing actually happened to the young man in front of him, not to mention how difficult it was to practice the high-level soul technique, even if they practiced the ordinary first soul technique, it was all hard sweat and consumed a lot of energy.

And judging by its might, it is even stronger than Zheng Hao.

"Is he still human?"

Han Yun's eyes were a little dull and muttered to himself, his whole person seemed to have fallen into an endless abyss, and the soul chasing sword hovering above his head had dissipated at this moment, and his aura also withered.

"How is this fighting... It took me three months to learn the quenching knife... He didn't even practice the Dragon Soul Spear for an hour higher than me..."

"I lost..."

This kind of talent gap, the extreme sense of powerlessness surged madly into his heart, like a giant hammer, smashing the defense bell in his heart, so that he had no confidence to fight anymore, and his heart was broken.

"Brother Han... Brother Han... Han Yun!" shouted twice, but the latter did not agree, Zhou Yingxu's heart tightened, and he shouted angrily, and then pulled back Han Yun, who had lost his mind just now.

Looking at Han Yun, who seemed to have changed into a different person, Zhou Xu also secretly cursed in his heart, and then said urgently: "Brother Han, he has just succeeded in cultivating, his foundation is unstable, and he is not yet proficient, we will definitely be able to defeat him together!"

"Is that possible?" Han Yun muttered a little sluggishly.

Seeing Han Yun like that, Zhou Yingxu was so angry that he almost laughed, but he also sighed patiently: "How do you know if you don't try, if you delay any longer, you and I are destined to miss the top three." ”

Hearing this, Han Yun was in a trance, Zhou Promise's words were not unreasonable, even if his Wu Ming talent was too different, he had just entered the Yuan Reality Realm to learn the soul technique, and he could compare it to what they had been grinding for many years.

"Good. Han Yun nodded emphatically.

Seeing that Han Yun responded, Zhou Yingxu breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately stared at Wu Ming in front of him with gloomy eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Wu Ming, you are indeed talented, but if you want to win the quota from us, then you have to see if your true strength is as outstanding as your talent!"

Wu Ming was also a little stunned when he saw the scene in front of him, he didn't expect his charm to be so great, and he couldn't help but grin when he appeared.

Maybe it is very difficult for others to cultivate soul skills, but for Wu Ming, with that almost open-hanging jade, it is not difficult to cultivate a soul skill.

As for the latter's words, Wu Ming was noncommittal, shrugged his shoulders, held the barrel of the gun with his right hand, pointed the gun forward, and said lightly: "You will know if you try." ”

"Hmph. ”

Without saying anything more, Zhou Yingxu snorted coldly, the soul aura soared again, and the sleeve robe flung towards Wu Ming, and the soul chasing sword that had already been condensed above his head let out a hum, tearing the soul wind and shooting fiercely.

Then, the quenching knife that had originally dissipated was condensed again, Han Yun's gaze returned to its previous ferocity, his right hand was suddenly raised, and the soul knife above his head trembled violently, as if accumulating energy, and when the latter's arm slipped off the string, the soul knife exploded like a bow and arrow off the string.

"Dragon Soul Gun!"

In the face of the full force of the two of them, Wu Ming didn't dare to underestimate it in his heart, his pupils suddenly condensed, and the pale red Yuan Soul was pouring out at this moment, and then with a turn of his wrist, the arm he was holding suddenly lifted, and the dragon soul gun above his head trembled slightly, making a dragon roar, and then collided with the soul sword soul sword.

"Hum. ”

The humming sound sounded in everyone's ears, and the powerful Yuan Soul Wind Wave rushed out frantically from the place where it collided, Wu Ming was also pushed away by the Soul Wind Shock, and Han Yun and the two of them also took a few steps back, staring at the latter with extremely gloomy eyes.

Obviously, this time in the fight, Wu Ming, who was enough for the two of them to suppress before, is now enough to compete with them.

And this is the high-level real soul technique derived from the latter's cultivation, the Dragon Soul Gun.

Now it is a little difficult to suppress the latter as before.

"Damn!" Han Yun cursed in his heart, he regretted it a little now, he should have listened to Zhou's promise before, and when Wu Ming was cultivating his soul technique, he would use the power of thunder to solve it quickly, how could there be any trouble now.

However, there is no regret medicine in the world, even if he regrets it now, he will grit his teeth and insist, otherwise he will lose his place in the end, which will be even more difficult for them to accept, which is not just about their face, but also about the forces behind them.

After a touch, there was only a slight pause, Han Yun and Zhou Yingxu's sharp offensive struck again, Wu Ming raised the corners of his mouth, straightened his body, set off a high-spirited battle intent, and held the dragon soul spear in his hands, and it slipped down quickly.

Outside the tower, looking at the three people who were fighting each other's souls, everyone was amazed, after all, Wu Ming was one against two.

"This Zi Yuan Soul is so strong, he actually confronted Han Yun and others without falling behind, such a young man is really rare. ”

"Don't forget that he has learned the advanced soul skill of the Dragon Soul Spear, so it is reasonable that he can have such power. ”

"Although the Dragon Soul Spear is hugely powerful, it also consumes the power of the Yuan Soul very much, but if it continues like this, I'm afraid it won't be good. ”

“...”

Everyone talked to each other, and their eyes all looked at the mirror in front of them, and it was obvious that this place had become the focus of the audience.

They also knew in their hearts that this battle was an important battle that would determine the outcome of this tower test.

The yellow python on the side had a chill in his eyes, and a cold feeling surged in his heart: "Stinky boy, I'll see how long you last." ”

Although Wu Ming was already qualified to fight with Han Yun and the others, he only barely relied on the Dragon Soul Gun to reach a draw, and Zheng Hao's experience was a lesson from Wu Ming's defeat.

But even he had to admit that Wu Ming was indeed talented, almost as amazed as everyone else, if it was a friend, he would definitely be ecstatic, but if it was an enemy, then he had to be careful.

With his style of doing things, he would not allow such a potentially huge threat to exist.

And when everyone outside the tower was talking, the battle inside the tower also quickly came to an end.

How could Wu Ming, who Huang Python thought of, not think of it? So he didn't plan to stalemate with the two of them at all.

"Bang. ”

The three entangled waves of the Yuan Soul quickly dispersed with a muffled sound.

At this moment, Wu Ming's little face was also a little pale, and there was a little sweat on his forehead, obviously he didn't expect that the two of them would be so difficult, and this dragon soul spear was also extremely soul-consuming.

"Fortunately, it's over. ”

Wu Ming exhaled deeply, wiped the sweat on his forehead, and the Yuan Soul above his head also quietly dispersed at this moment.

However, the recovered Yuan Soul was actually a little buzzing, which made his eyebrows numb and his head slightly dizzy, which should be caused by the previous battle.

Everyone outside the tower was stunned when they saw Wu Ming, who suddenly stopped, and they didn't know why.

"Hehe, it's over. ”

On the round platform, Li Fengqi stroked his white beard, his old eyes condensed, and after a pause, he smiled softly.

"What?

Everyone was also confused when they heard this, and they swept intently towards the Yuan Soul Realm in front of them.

"Look. One exclaimed.

In the picture, Han Yun and the others, who were originally standing as usual, trembled violently with their tall bodies, bowed their waists, and only heard a snort, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and their faces turned pale in an instant, and they were half-kneeling on the ground.

Not only inside the tower, but also in the hall outside, it was quiet at the moment, and the cold wind was blowing, as if you could hear the sound of blowing outside.

"How is that possible?!"

"Wu Ming actually won. ”

Everyone's faces were full of disbelief, and they opened their mouths big enough to stuff a dragon egg, and muttered in a lost voice.

"This son will be unlimited in the future, and in terms of his talent, even if he is the tenth son of Yuancheng, it is not as good as it. ”

Hearing this, everyone nodded and agreed, although the latter's current cultivation is much worse than those geniuses, it only takes time, and in time, the latter will definitely soar to the sky.

"Yay!"

Finally recovering from the shock, a blush appeared on Li Xue's fair and pink face, waving her small fists, and said excitedly.

Li Sheng's frowning brows on the side were already stretched out at this moment, Wu Ming's performance was too amazing, even if he was already laughing on his back at the moment, this time he bet right.

Of course, contrary to their excitement, of course, it was the yellow python, the latter's face was not very good-looking, gloomy enough to drip water, and the hands in the sleeve robe were also clenched and trembling slightly, gurgling, and a chill appeared in his eyes, he didn't expect Wu Ming to really win.

"Han Yun's two wastes, even a hairy boy who has just entered the Yuan reality can't stop them, it's really fucking waste. ”