Jiang Ye didn't expect that the blood soul would rush down to deal with the weak soul master.

It's small to vent your anger, and if you want to take this opportunity, the Devouring Soul Master will grow up to be big.

Rumble!

chua！

Jiang Ye's sword light pierced through the sky and slashed towards the blood soul.

A sword mark appeared in the void in an instant, accompanied by a crisp sound.

The sword qi broke through all obstacles and slashed down.

"Humph!"

The blood soul had to turn around to block it, and the blood in his hand was amplified in an instant, and it was thrown out, colliding with Jiang Ye's sword qi.

With a snort, the sword qi slashed the blood at once.

But at the same time, the sword qi also disappeared.

The blood soul, which was halfway through, had to stop.

Because at the moment of the fight just now, Jiang Ye had already flashed and appeared in front of everyone in the Martial Spirit Palace.

Beside him, there was also Neon Phoenix Douluo.

"Nihuang Douluo, you take responsibility for protecting them, this person, just leave it to me!"

Jiang Ye's eyes showed killing intent, and he rose into the air again.

Circle by circle of soul rings were released.

Black, black, black, black, black, red, crimson, crimson, gold.

The nine soul rings are dazzling.

"This ......"

"I'll make up, the Holy Son cowhide ......"

"The Son of the Cowhide ......"

“……”

Seeing the terrifying soul ring released by Jiang Ye, in the empty space below, there was a commotion among the crowd in the Martial Spirit Hall, and cheers rang out.

The first five soul rings, starting from the first one, turned out to be black 10,000-year soul rings.

broke the inherent martial soul theory in the soul master world.

"I remember hearing a master named Yu Xiaogang say before that there is a limit to the year of the soul ring of each realm."

"The limit of the first soul ring is four hundred and twenty-three years, the second soul ring is seven hundred and sixty-four years, the third soul ring is one thousand seven hundred and sixty years, the fourth soul ring is five thousand years, the fifth soul ring is 12,000 years, the sixth soul ring is 20,000 years, the seventh soul ring is 30,000~50,000 years, the eighth soul ring is more than 50,000 years, and the ninth soul ring is more than 100,000 years."

"Then the first soul ring year of the Holy Son is at the level of 10,000 years, isn't it a contradiction?"

In the crowd, someone widened his eyes, looked at Jiang Ye's soul ring, and said.

"Master bullshit, do you believe it too?

Look at what he proposed, what 'there is no waste martial soul, only a waste soul master!' How ridiculous.

I heard that he was expelled from the family because of the vicious mutation of the martial soul and the transformation into a waste martial soul Luo Sancannon, which caused him to be unable to break through level 30 for the rest of his life.

He can't break through level 30, according to his theory, Luo Sanpao's martial soul is not a waste martial soul, the title of the book, he is a very waste soul master.

Paradoxical ......"

When the man said these words, a look of disgust appeared on his face.

Yu Xiaogang, how ridiculous, and he still boasts of being a master.

"Hehe, isn't the waste soul master he is talking about himself?

Now, he has become a cripple with no limbs.

It's already waste to the house. ”

Another added, with sarcasm on his face.

Others echoed it, not only rejecting the theory of the limit of the soul ring year that Yu Xiaogang had specially promoted before, but also denying the theory that 'there is no waste of martial souls, only waste soul masters'.

"The red soul ring, I know, is a 100,000-year soul ring, and the crimson one may exceed 100,000 years.

But that golden soul ring ......"

Someone looked at Jiang Ye's last golden soul ring intently, and a look of doubt appeared on his face.

Hearing that man's words, everyone also looked at Jiang Ye's last soul ring at the same time.

They all shook their heads.

They had never seen a golden soul ring before.

"Perhaps, it is beyond the scope of 100,000 years.

I had seen it in a classic book in the Martial Spirit Hall before, and the soul ring owned by the god was golden.

The golden soul ring is at the level of millions of years! ”

Nihuang Douluo, who was standing in front of the crowd, restrained his shocked emotions, turned his head to look at everyone, and said.

She didn't expect that Jiang Ye had only reached the title of Title Douluo, and he had a million-year-old golden soul ring.

It's incredible.

"Could it be that it has something to do with the inheritance of the Shura God?"

Nihuang Douluo suddenly remembered the inheritance of the Shura God at this time, and muttered in his heart.

Previously, in a general meeting, Pope Bibi Dong personally said that Jiang Ye had obtained the inheritance of the god Shura.

The man who was swept up by the gods, the ninth soul ring has a million-year golden soul ring, which is really enviable.

"Becoming a God......

After hearing Nihuang Douluo's words, the people in the branch hall of the Martial Spirit Hall had even more shock on their faces.

God, that's the realm that all soul masters on the Douluo Continent dream of.

It's just that now, the three strongest people on the Douluo Continent, the Great Worship of the Martial Spirit Hall Thousand Daoliu, the previous sect master of the Haotian Sect, Tang Chen, and the Seagod Temple's High Priest Bo Saixi on Seagod Island, have already reached the ninety-ninth level Extreme Douluo.

But they have worked hard for endless years, but they have not become gods.

Nor did he possess a golden million-year soul ring.

Could it be that Jiang Ye's future achievements will surpass these three ninety-nine level Extreme Douluo and become a god that countless people yearn for?

】

Thinking of this, everyone's hearts beat faster and their blood boiled.

Their Holy Son, it is absolutely possible for him to become a god.

That is their glory.

"Boy, what year is your golden soul ring?"

The blood soul returned to the top of the building, staring at Jiang Ye's ninth soul ring and asked.

That golden soul ring made him inexplicable.

"When you go to hell, you will know what year it is!"

Jiang Ye Yujian stayed in the void a hundred meters away from the blood soul, and cold words flowed out.

"Hmph, I'm not very old, and my tone is not small.

The old man wants to see how strong you are, kid. ”

The blood soul's face was not very good-looking, and with a bang, the majestic soul power exploded.

The blood martial soul in his hand quickly enlarged, and in an instant, it turned into a sharp blood-colored sword.

"Ninth Soul Skill, Blood Devouring the Firmament!"

The blood-colored broadsword held by the blood soul a hundred meters away lingered with a strong smell of blood, and it was already a blood-colored mist.

With a terrifying power, he slashed towards Jiang Ye.

"Seventh Soul Technique, Shura True Body!"

Jiang Ye also quickly performed the seventh soul technique, the Shura True Body.

To deal with the blood soul, the seventh soul skill is enough.

As the sound fell, the Shura Divine Sword Martial Spirit turned into a giant sword that reached the sky.

The giant sword is held by the Shura Phantom, carrying the Shura realm.

Around Jiang Ye, a terrifying blood-colored world was formed in an instant, shrouded in blood-colored mist.

This range is formed by the Shura realm.

The giant sword that reaches the sky, there is no end in sight.

"This kid, this soul skill is used again!"

In the divine realm, the Shura God sensed Jiang Ye once again using the seventh soul technique, touched his forehead, and had a headache.

It seems that Jiang Ye's use of the seventh soul technique will become more and more frequent in the future.

It was only a matter of time before he was known to the other gods of the divine realm.

Don't blame Jiang Ye for being too ostentatious.

It's just Jiang Ye's soul skill that is too strong.

Boom!

However, the Heavenly Giant Sword only appeared in the clouds of the Divine Realm for a second before disappearing.

The heavenly greatsword slashed down on the ground.

With an earth-shattering explosion.

The Heavenly Greatsword slashed fiercely at the blood-colored broadsword unleashed by the Blood Soul.

The broadsword shattered into countless pieces at once, and was vibrated by the terrifying momentum,

Stabbed the blood soul himself fiercely.

At the same time, Jiang Ye's Heavenly Giant Sword continued to crack down, slamming into the body of the blood soul.

Thundered!

Poof!

With a cracking sound, the body of the blood soul was cut in half with a crackle.

Then it exploded into countless pieces.

Dead too much to die again!