"He's grown now."

The man in the worship hall commented on Qianrenxue.

Even if the person he was evaluating in his words was a Title Douluo, Qian Lingxue didn't feel anything wrong.

Just because this man is his grandfather, the strongest soul master in the entire Douluo Continent, the Dinghai Divine Needle of the Martial Spirit Palace, and the 99-level Extreme Douluo Qiandaoliu.

In other words, Dugu's predecessor's method is feasible, is that so? Grandfather. ”

"Well, it is naturally a wise saying for ordinary soul masters, but for us angels, it doesn't mean much. Cher, look. ”

The Thousand Daoliu Martial Spirit possessed the body, and six snow-white wings spread out behind it, like a god under the cover of light.

Black Black Black Red!

The color of the soul ring on his body has far exceeded the conventional perception of soul rings by mainland soul masters.

"Grandpa, your soul ring?"

Qiandaoliu hadn't made a move for many years, and Qianrenxue naturally didn't know that her grandfather actually had such a soul ring configuration.

"The angels are a race blessed by the gods, and we have our own way of increasing the number of years of our soul rings.

What this method is, I can't tell you right now. But as long as you know, you don't need to take unnecessary risks, as long as you follow the steps, your soul ring will never be inferior to anyone in the future.

The son of a daughter can't sit down, no matter how good and perfect the theory is, as long as there is a risk, it is meaningless to you. ”

Qian Renxue was almost persuaded by her grandfather, if her grandfather's present was her future, then did she really have to risk the hundreds of thousands of soul ring years that she had now?

But she suddenly thought of one thing and someone:

"But, Grandpa, there's a limit to the method you use, right? With Grandpa's level 99, the pinnacle of strength among soul masters, the current soul ring age should be the limit. ”

"Isn't that enough?"

"I used to, but... That woman, my 'good sister', she is a twin martial spirit......

And grandpa, if I can raise the number of soul rings I absorb as much as possible now, and then use your method when the time comes, then wouldn't I be able to have more than one red soul ring. ”

"But you also have to know that when you reach the realm after the title Douluo, it is more about the understanding of the martial soul, in fact, the age of the soul ring has little impact."

"I know now, but I still don't want to lose, especially... Lose to that woman! ”

"Alas!" Qiandaoliu sighed, "After all, you and her blood is thicker than water, although she is hostile to you, she will not really hurt you." ”

"Okay, grandpa, you don't have to persuade anymore, Poison Douluo They can't put the theory into practice because they don't have extra soul bones, but I have a super martial soul, I have a level 20 full soul power, I have an angel soul bone, and grandpa, you, a level 99 Title Douluo, help me confirm and protect the Fa, I don't want to look down on myself, I hope grandpa you are the same."

The two pairs of golden eyes looked at each other silently for a long time, as if adults would always compromise with children, even if it was a level 99 Extreme Douluo Qiandaoliu.

"Cher, you won. In this case, the road ahead is left to you. ”

……

A few days later, in a soul beast forest near Wuhun City.

Qiandaoliu looked at Qianrenxue who closed his eyes and absorbed the soul ring in front of him, his expression was full of nervousness and expectation.

The surface of Qianrenxue's body was shrouded in the phantom of the martial soul of the Seraphim, the golden light was shining, like a god, and a shallow black soul ring was set on it, expanding and shrinking.

From time to time, a trace of pain would appear on Qian Lingxue's face, but in the flicker of a golden light on her head and face, she would regain her calm.

And as her expression changed, Qiandaoliu was also repeatedly entangled and wandering in the mental cycle of "interrupting"-"waiting"-"waiting"-"interrupting".

Finally, the restless 10,000-year-old soul ring quieted down, and Qian Lingxue opened her eyes, and there was both joy and deep fear in her golden pupils.

If it weren't for the Angel Soul Bone, she would have almost overturned.

But in any case, the final victor is her.

Seeing that the dust had settled, Qiandaoliu also smiled, his granddaughter succeeded, unprecedented, with the Angel Soul Sect of the fourth ring of ten thousand years.

Let's turn the lens back to Heaven Dou City's eyes of ice and fire.

After absorbing the cockscomb phoenix sunflower and successfully surviving the pain before the transformation, An Long happily enjoyed the fruits of success.

His current flame still retains the effect of "heartburn", but it is no longer burning himself, but burning others.

It is not the blazing "extreme fire" that Dugu Bo imagined, although the temperature is also very high, but it is more gentle and treacherous, delicate and long, and faintly disturbs the spirit.

An Long's Fire Lotus Martial Soul also seemed to have been re-tempered, his whole body was as white as jade, but it was full of flexibility, and his soul power had reached level 54.

The 26-year-old Soul King, who has taken fairy grass, has also lifted the defects of his martial soul, and he is flying into the sky.

And after the nine-section jade was also successfully refined into a Gu snake, Dugu Bo also seized the opportunity.

Taking advantage of the fact that his body was rejuvenated and dust-free, he told his son and nephew to take the fairy grass that he had always dreamed of and looked forward to - "snow-colored swan kiss".

……

While everyone is steadily improving and forging ahead, the ancestral land of Haotian Sect is indeed a bleak storm.

Haotian Ancestral Land is said to be vast and sparsely populated, untainted with mundane affairs, sharpening the mind, and easy to cultivate, but if the ancestral land is so good, why did they go out in the first place?

Isn't it good to stay in the ancestral land and enjoy a quiet life, and the years are quiet?

High emotional intelligence: the land is vast and sparsely populated, it is not stained with mundane affairs, sharpens the mind, and is easy to cultivate

Low EQ: Birds don't, there is no entertainment, the conditions are difficult, and they can only meditate

Moreover, human beings are social animals after all, and those individuals who live in isolation are either not worthy of attention or are not human.

Although Haotian Sect is used to being the first of the "Upper Three Sects", acting domineeringly, and claiming to be a noble and elegant "human master", they are still human beings after all.

In your own sect, you dominate me and he dominates, is there nothing to fight? You hammer me, he hammers, who can be more noble than whom.

However, they did not dare to take a step out of the mountain.

Without him, from the heart.

Obviously, Tang Hao obtained a rare 100,000-year soul ring and became the youngest Titled Douluo on the mainland; Obviously, Tang Hao has good combat power, he lives up to the name of Haotian Hammer and Haotian Douluo, and he can kill the Pope of the Martial Spirit Hall as soon as he is promoted.

The combination of these two pleasant things should have brought more joy and smiles to the Haotian Sect.

Why, is this happening......

The always powerful sect master was beaten half to death by the worshippers of the Martial Spirit Hall and was sick in bed.

Tang Hao, who would obviously be the mainstay of the sect, also disappeared, and he didn't know where he went.

Moreover, those clansmen who did not have time to evacuate into the mountains, the branches and vassals were just that, and many of the elder's immediate relatives were also tragically killed by the Wuhun Palace.

How dare the Martial Spirit Hall be so domineering?

"How dare the Martial Spirit Hall be so domineering!" In the Haotian Ancestral Land, in the room where the current sect leader Tang Zhen was lying in bed, Tang Xiao said in surprise while comforting the Seventh Elder.

Forget about the side branches, this is the direct line of the sect that has awakened the martial soul of the Haotian Hammer.

The slender figure of the Seventh Elder looked shaky even if it grabbed Tang Xiao's hand for support.

His eldest son happened to be the one who was not notified of the evacuation in time. On the way to purchase for the sect as usual, he was attacked and killed by the Wuhun Palace.

The white-haired man sent the black-haired man, and there was not even a corpse.

When the Seventh Elder heard the news, he finally couldn't break the string called reason anymore and rushed into Tang Zhen's bedroom, interrupting his retreat.