YU Xiaogang,

Such a tyrannical and scum scum, Qianrenfeng doesn't think there's anything wrong with choosing such a person.

Although the soul bone skill has not been officially used, and it has been mentioned that it requires sufficient soul power level suppression, he has not worried about this problem.

His current strength, level 95 Super Douluo!

And what about Yu Xiaogang?

'Powerful' level 29 Great Soul Master!

Crossing the gap of level 66, if they can't meet the skill use of soul bones, then 'Soul Suppression' and 'Forced Stripping' are not worthy of becoming the incidental skills of the spirit skull of the 990,000-year-old Abyss Stygian Phoenix.

As for the forced stripping of the martial soul, it may turn a person into a waste that is not even as good as an ordinary person?

From beginning to end, Qianrenfeng never considered such a problem!

Yu Xiaogang's goods,

Now with the strength of level 29, he can be regarded as a great soul master in the true sense of the word, but he is not doing personnel.

The breakthrough of the soul master is all accompanied by the opportunity of life and death, Yu Xiaogang, a man who is greedy for life and afraid of death, if he really had strong determination and perseverance, he would have broken through a long time ago.

Forced stripping makes such a person even more wasteful, without worrying about any psychological guilt at all.

"Boom !!"

At this time, extremely terrifying soul power fluctuations erupted.

The terrifying force swept the entire small courtyard in an instant, and the aura of Sen Ran covered the small courtyard from all directions.

Cross-legged on campus.

The spirit skull of the Abyss Stygian Phoenix was merging towards his eyebrows, not very fast, but it was merging into it bit by bit.

At the same time, Qianrenfeng mobilized the soul power on his body, and constantly accelerated the speed of absorbing the abyssal phoenix skull.

"Looks like you've already absorbed it?"

After a while, Qianrenfeng opened his eyes slightly, and a look of surprise swept through the bottom of his eyes.

"Now my strength is level 95, although the level 96 Titled Douluo is twenty percent stronger than the level 95 Titled Douluo in terms of pure soul power, but a soul bone of such a year should be enough for me to break through?"

"Is there something wrong?!"

Whisper softly.

Qian Renfeng found that after absorbing the Abyss Stygian Phoenix Skull, his soul power had been greatly improved.

The soul power is enough to accumulate, but there is not the slightest loosening in the realm.

"By the way, after Xiaoxue's matter was revealed, Sword Douluo had told Tang San some stories."

"If Title Douluo wants to continue to break through after reaching level 95, what he needs is not only the accumulation of soul power, but also the perception of his own martial soul."

"His father only reached level 97 strength at the age of one hundred and eight in his life, and when he was 98 years old, he also realized that he broke through to level 97 because he fought four Titled Douluo alone, it seems that my gap is just like this."

Thousand Wind murmured.

The voice fell.

A wave of spiritual power surged towards the center of his eyebrows, and with a 'boom', the eight-winged fallen angel martial soul also appeared behind him.

The spiritual power swept past the center of the eyebrows, and finally landed on the eight-winged fallen angel martial spirit.

Thundered!!!

Thundered!!!

A muffled sound kept exploding from the air.

The sound waves interfered with the surrounding directions, and a gray and misty world that seemed to be hazy but seemed to exist appeared in front of him.

"Interesting!"

Qianrenfeng felt his soul drift out of his body, and in an instant, he entered the gray world.

Arrogance, jealousy, rage, laziness, greed, gluttony, lust, and madness...... and so on, and so on, suddenly filled Qianrenfeng's mind.

"Town !!"

Qianrenfeng snorted softly.

In an instant, all the unscrupulous emotions were suppressed.

Eight-winged fallen angel martial spirit.

Strictly speaking, it is the most evil and evil martial soul, according to the purpose of the Martial Spirit Palace.

Qianrenfeng actually knows very well what his own fate is, with his cheap grandfather Qiandaoliu's style, as well as the identity of the angel god messenger, he will definitely be completely killed.

He has been safe and sound for so many years.

relies on not only the identity of his grandson, but also his enough self-confidence!

All the charms and ghosts are suppressed!

Let you be evil and treacherous, my heart is like a bright moon hanging in the air!

now

The sudden abnormal emotions were all suppressed by him in an instant.

Qianrenfeng didn't want to become a puppet of the martial spirit.

Because of the evil of the martial spirit, he fell into boundless evil, and finally became the same kind of person as some people in the killing capital.

Suppressing all the uneasy emotions, Qianrenfeng saw a phantom appear directly in front of him.

The phantom was facing away from him.

Eight wings spread out behind him, and it was the appearance of his martial spirit.

At the same time, a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood formed at the feet of the eight-winged fallen angel.

At first glance, it is bleeding and drifting, and the corpses are floating for thousands of miles.

If you look closely, it seems that countless laws are surging in it.

"I see!"

Qian Lingfeng whispered: "Is this the perception of your own martial soul?" ”

"Blooming in the slaughter, like a flower in the dawn, twin poles, life and death together!"

The very terrifying domain power was formed in an instant, in the 'corpse mountain and sea of blood' where the thousand winds were standing.

It's not the realm of a true god like the Shura realm, but it's not a simplified version of the weak chicken realm like the killing realm, but a level in between.

In other words, it can be called the realm of false gods!

Kill in the realm, bloom in the realm.

Qian Lingfeng's breath was hot in his heart, and he already understood where his epiphany was at this time.

……

……

Inside the small courtyard.

The terrifying momentum is not as strong as it was at the beginning.

Ah Yin and Xiao Wu snuggled together, Xiao Wu's face was full of worry, she saw that Qianrenfeng was breaking through, but she was worried that Qianrenfeng would fall in the breakthrough, so that her mother would never be resurrected.

Bei Fang bit his red lip tightly.

A fine layer of cold sweat hung on his forehead.

Ah Yin took a deep breath and looked at the ghost on the side who had already returned from Heaven Dou City again: "Lord Ghost Douluo, may I ask if His Majesty the Pope has not succeeded yet?" ”

The ghost clasped his hands in front of him, and frowned: "The old man doesn't know about the crown, but the crown has never failed!" ”

"Besides, more than half a month is not a long time for Title Douluo's level breakthrough!"

Rumble!!!

Suddenly, at the moment when the ghostly voice fell, Qianrenfeng suddenly opened his eyes.

Within his eyes, a sharp light burst out.

Seeing this, the ghost was shocked, and then saw that Qianrenfeng's eyes gradually cleared up, and immediately reported: "Your Majesty, the matter has been spread to the royal family, and then the army of the Martial Spirit Hall has also gathered more than eighty percent at this time, please give instructions to the crown." ”

Qian Renfeng snorted: "Since this is the case, let's start preparing!" ”

"The days are almost over!"

The ghost answered and hurried out of the small courtyard.

And after Qianrenfeng decided on the arrangement, he seemed to hear a soft sound of 'pop' inside his body, and a strange flower loomed.

The flowers are of two colors, half bright red as blood, half white as snow and soft.

Twin poles, life and death together!