They are all old, what are you envious?" Yan Shaozhe shook his head and said, "It's just a skin."

"Old Yan, you are so old, why is your tone sour?" Qian Duoduo poked Yan Shaozhe with his elbow.

"Just, how could I be sour a young man?" Yan Shaozhe snorted.

"Hey, don't say it, I always think that Wang Feng. He might be a person who has lived for a long time." Qian Duoduo hugged his hands and crossed. "When he came to the academy, he said that the ancestor Jiuyikai was his disciple. Don't forget? Nowadays, who has the courage and courage to say such words?"

"On average people dare not brag like this."

"Believe it or not, I'll bet on a golden soul coin. Even if he arrives at the Central Martial Soul Palace, would he dare to say that?"

"..." Yan Shaozhe.

"But his strength remains to be discussed."

One by one, one by one, from looking at the sky, gathered on the field.

Wang Feng was wearing a black robe and changed outfit, but he was still handsome and sunny. The weather was a little cloudy just now, and the sun immediately shone brightly. Screams kept coming from the students next to the stands.

"Tsk tsk, I feel like I still have the potential to be a charlatan." Wang Feng glanced at the crazy obsession in the eyes of the students, "These are all beautiful dog parties."

Wang Feng shook his head, looked at the black referee, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

This referee is really not a simple person.

A person with the title Douluo level who is a referee here is probably a senior figure in the Wuhun Inspection Department.

Disguised as a referee, watching the show close here.

When Wang Feng came back, he figured out the causes and consequences, otherwise he would not have sat in the stands to watch Huo Yuhao and the others' games.

The Wuhun Inspection Department has been here for so long, so I have to investigate the situation about the Soul Master.

There are so many people today, but the Wuhun Inspection Department does not have the habit of wearing plain clothes, but there is no one in the Wuhun Inspection Department in the stands.

That's all I can do is still on the stage.

At this time, the dark-skinned Jike also ended.

In Wang Feng's eyes, this is a black man from his previous life.

He looks like a combination of Chinese and Western styles. People from the Sun and Moon Empire.

"Jike, level 73 war soul saint, martial soul black soul shadow." Jike said with a smile.

His smile was a little silly.

"This place is a little small and we can't use it, just click it until it's done."

Jike nodded slightly at Wang Feng, "Please give me advice from the Soul Master."

Shadow of the Dark Soul?

Wang Feng thought for a long time but couldn't figure out what kind of martial soul this was?

I can only say that there are too many special martial souls that have emerged over the years.

The seven soul rings rose from Jike.

Three purples and four blacks.

The last one should be the soul ring that is about 80,000 years upwards and is a little scarlet.

Strong.

Judging from momentum, Jike is much better than Zhang Lexuan.

The main reason is that there are different experiences. Jike comes from the Sun and Moon Empire, and his momentum is calm. At first glance, he is an old-fashioned strong man who has experienced many big scenes.

Wang Feng has never heard of the martial soul of the Black Soul Shadow.

Those who have heard of it have almost disappeared.

But the seven soul rings could see clearly.

Wang Feng didn't say anything nonsense. He looked up at the sky and snorted coldly:

"Come down!"

Many viewers followed Wang Feng's sight and looked up at the sky.

A black figure flashed like a black gem from the sky like a star, and then fell from the sky!

Boom!

The huge figure directly hit the ground, stirring up countless dust.

A chill scattered from the figure around, and many viewers in the stands shuddered inexplicably.

Jike on the opposite side frowned slightly.

A terrible momentum came out of the chaotic dust.

The combination of dark aura and cold aura gives people a terrifying and cold feeling based on the breath alone.

In just a few seconds, the dust slowly dissipated.

Bingmulin Jun's majestic body full of black and white floats just on the ground.

The mechanical wings behind them are engraved with mysterious black and white ice patterns. The body is integrated, with clear edges and corners, and the ultimate cold and dark aura. With this ancient and mysterious body, it is extremely terrifying and cool.

"A soul beast with extreme ice attribute?"

Jike's face changed slightly, "There is still the aura of the evil soul beast? But the soul master cannot even tame the evil soul beast... No, is this a dark attribute?"

Different from Dragon Evil.

Long Xie's body, even a soul master, can be recognized by Yanyanlong. Although there have been great changes.

But no one can recognize Bingmulin Jun.

Bingmulinjun was bred in the eggs of the evil soul beast, and the body he nurtured was his Bingmulinjun's body.

Not other soul beasts.

Even in the extreme north, few soul beasts have seen Bingmulinjun, let alone these people now.

"If you beat Binglin, you are qualified to fight me."

Wang Feng said bluntly.

Jike's face darkened, and the first thing he thought of was not the other party mocking him like this.

But this soul beast must be very strong, otherwise the other party would not say such big words.

"The competition begins!"

The black-clothed referee's calm voice fell, but his eyes were on Bingmulinjun.

The moment the words fell.

Bingmulin Jun clenched his fists, and the ice patterns on his body flashed, and the rich power of the ice spread out from all over him.

The ground began to cover layers of frost at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Even if the power of the ultimate is exuding a trace of ice, it has great power.

Bingmulinjun raised his foot gently and stomped on the ground. In an instant, countless ice thorns appeared in the ice ground built on the ground, surrounding Jike in circles. The sound was huge and it was not something that could be caused by a low-level soul master.

Although Bingmulin Jun, who has lived for countless years, only has less than ten thousand years of cultivation.

However, his familiarity with the control and use of the power of Juebing and his combat experience allowed him to exert his combat power at this time to reach the extreme.

Even Long Xie is somewhat inferior.

A powerful attack can be formed while raising your feet.

The powerful ice attribute power shocked everyone present!

The unbearable ice thorns stirred the rice and flour on the ground.

Jike leaped gently, the fifth soul ring on his body flashed, and a pair of black mist-shaped wings emerged from behind.

Jike landed his eyes on Wang Feng.

"The fourth soul skill: Black Nightmare Shadow Binding!"

Jike, who was flying in the air, looked at avoiding the attack from the ground.

But the extreme cold also caused great trouble to him.

Jike did not hesitate at all, and his hands suddenly swung towards Bingmulinjun, as if he threw a shadow out, but did not wrap around Bingmulinjun's body but wrapped around Bingmulinjun's huge shadow!
Chapter completed!