Xiang Wentian saw dozens of black-clothed people attacking him, and said with a high fighting spirit in his heart: "Good come!" "The second skill of the sixth soul skill: Angel Meteorfall.

I saw a red 100,000-year soul ring flipped into the air and turned into a huge angel phantom. Suddenly, the angel's phantom eyes suddenly opened, and countless huge meteorites fell from the sky at great speed, smashed into the crowd, and suddenly exploded, and dozens of black-clothed people were smashed into flesh foam and blown into pieces. Xiang Wentian didn't even have a chance to devour the other party.

At this time, the fifteen soul master teams of the Heaven Dou Empire were stunned, and the black-clothed people on the canyon were stunned. Tang San muttered in shock: "Is this the power of the 100,000-year soul ring, the strong one seems to be a bit perverted." When will I be able to obtain a 100,000-year soul ring, maybe I will be like other Titled Douluo, it will not be possible for a lifetime. How could a 100,000-year soul beast be so easy to kill, even if it was killed by luck, how could the process of absorbing the soul ring be so easy. Ask the sky, your devouring ability really makes me envious. ”

"Since you have done it to me, I don't care who you are, only crazy killing can greatly improve my soul power and soul ring. As the saying goes: Dead friends don't die poor. In this Douluo Continent full of crises, one more strength can have one more life support! I saw Xiang Wentian continue to open the second skill of the sixth soul technique: Angel Meteorfall. ”

"Boom, boom, boom......"

Countless loud noises and explosions rang out, and in a moment, the enemy's flesh and blood were flying everywhere!

"Devour!"

Ding, the host uses the devouring ability to obtain: a 5,000-year soul ring, 10,000 soul power points.

Ding, the host uses the devouring ability to obtain: a 5,000-year soul ring, 10,000 soul power points.

Ding, the host uses the devouring ability to obtain: a 5,000-year soul ring, 10,000 soul power points.

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Just when Xiang Wentian was on the rise, an ethereal voice pierced out in his ears, "Wentian, what are you doing?" You've killed all of your own people, don't forget that you're also a part of the Martial Spirit Palace. ”

Xiang Wentian hurriedly looked around, but did not find a very strong man, and said in his heart, "It must be my own cheap master, who is here to make trouble again, so he yelled at Wentian: I am just looking for an opponent, and I am not killing innocents indiscriminately, it's just that these people are too vegetable." ”

Above the valley, a white-clothed masked man smiled at a black shadow, "Yo! He said the people we brought out were too vegetable. Old ghost! I see that your apprentice feels that his wings are stiff and he is not very obedient, so I, as an uncle, will help you go below to teach him a lesson. This white-clothed masked man spoke in a very sharp voice, like a eunuch, with a male duck voice. ”

The black shadow said: "It's time to teach a lesson, otherwise he will become a Title Douluo in the future, and he won't take me seriously." However, the lesson should be measured, and it is important not to harm their lives. ”

The white-clothed masked man had just walked a few steps, then stopped and turned around, and said, "Old ghost, don't you feel at ease about what I do, I want to make him obedient, but also make him feel pain, and let him know the fate of not listening to the master." ”

At this time, Xiang Wentian saw a white-clothed masked man shooting towards him from the top of the canyon. Although the other party is covered with a white scarf, you can tell who this person is from the other party's body. Although Xiang Wentian knew who this person was, he didn't intend to say it. Now that his strength has risen sharply, he just needs a strong opponent to test his strength, and this person is the best.

At this time, Xiang Wentian looked at the white-clothed masked man and drank: "Whoever comes, report the name; Xiang does not kill the nameless. ”

The white-clothed masked man whispered, "Yo! Boy, your tone is not small, and let me report my name, you don't have this qualification yet, wait until when you become a Title Douluo. ”

In the hearts of the white-clothed masked people, Xiang Wentian is a little soul emperor who can be kneaded at will, so the white-clothed masked man didn't take Xiang Wentian in his eyes at all.

"Good! Then I'll blow you up today, see if I have the qualifications, Xiang Wentian said sharply. ”

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