The 10,000-year soul skill that broke through the group defense of the elephant armor team controlled the self-created soul skill that was far more terrifying than the ordinary 10,000-year soul skill, even if he didn't care about the soul ring configuration that was far beyond ordinary people, but these were enough to move his heart.

Hu Yanli was dazed for a while, and then he understood the meaning of Hu Yanzhuo's words,

It was the boy in the white mask who stopped it...

"Could he be before..."

"Yes and no

"People in Douluo, My Martial Soul Can Be Infinitely Simulated" Chapter 167: Predestined Holy Son! 【Ask for collection, recommendation, monthly pass】 I am playing in my hand, please wait for a while,

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