Thousand-year soul ring?

The dazzling purple...

Tang San, Xiao Wu, and Xiao Chenyu were all stunned.

The first soul ring of the level 16 soul master is the thousand-year soul ring?

The three of them seemed to be dreaming, looking at the purple soul ring rising from Wang Feng's feet, they couldn't come back to their senses for a long time because this was simply an unimaginable existence for them!

Especially Tang San!

"The teacher said that the maximum age of the first soul ring of the soul master is 423 years. Once it exceeds, the soul master will not be able to withstand the power brought by the soul ring... This limit! But Brother Feng, how could it be the thousand-year soul ring?"

Tang San felt extremely confused.

The Thousand-Year Soul Ring has at least surpassed 423, more than twice. Moreover, looking at the color of Brother Feng’s purple soul ring, it seems to be very dark, and I’m afraid it’s not a simple Thousand-Year Soul Ring!

This kind of soul beast is very rare in the Soul Hunting Forest, and even the Soul Lord may not be able to hunt it, right?

How did Brother Feng do it?

Tang San originally thought that Brother Feng was extremely physically compatible, and even if he absorbed soul rings that had lasted more than 423 years, he might not be able to do so.

But thousand years are too exaggerated!

According to the teacher's martial soul research, the third soul ring can only choose the soul master for a thousand years!

"Thousand Years?" A trace of surprise flashed in Xiao Wu's eyes. But she didn't say anything, just looked.

"Boss Wang... My God, the Thousand Years of Soul Ring! How did you get this soul ring?"

Xiao Chenyu looked at Wang Feng with a red face.

You should know that there may not be many people in the entire Notting City with a thousand-year soul ring.

The dean of the college seems to have level 40, and should have a thousand-year soul ring. Matthewno from the Spirit Hall is just a great soul master, and he does not have a thousand-year soul ring if he is less than level 30.

Tang San also looked at Wang Feng curiously, thinking about how this thousand-year soul ring came about.

"Hahaha…"

Wang Feng looked at the eyes of the people who were even more surprised, thinking that I was pretending very well.

Although the Thousand Years of Soul Ring is one of his goals for improving his strength, it would be meaningless if it weren't for the sake of showing off...

"This thousand-year soul ring is said to be my luck."

Wang Feng coughed twice and said, "I happened to encounter two thousand-year-old soul beasts fighting in the Soul Hunting Forest. When both of them were injured, I took the opportunity to hunt one, it was purely a bargain..."

Most of what Wang Feng said was the truth, there were indeed two thousand-year-old soul beasts fighting.

But I have concealed the Star Moon Fox and have secretly used the Golden Lotus' ability to help me.

Otherwise, the 6,000-year-old golden thunder leopard would not be able to hunt it!

But when Wang Feng's explanation was heard, the three of them were silent.

"Brother Feng... you are so lucky!" Tang San couldn't help but sigh.

He felt that he could hunt the mandala snake that had been more than 400 years ago, and his luck was already very good.

Both thousand-year-old soul beasts were both injured! Brother Feng’s fisherman benefited!

However, Tang San knew that Brother Feng should have other secrets, otherwise he would not be able to absorb this thousand-year soul ring.

But Tang San did not ask too much. Everyone has a secret, Brother Feng, Xiao Wu, himself, and even his father. There is no need to ask the bottom line.

"People compare themselves to others, so anger, hum."

Xiao Wu hummed with some envy.

"Thousand years...conservatively estimated, it is equivalent to one hundred my ten-year soul rings. In other words, Boss Wang is equivalent to one hundred me."

Xiao Chenyu looked up at the sky, but thought in his heart that there should be few people in Notting City who can hunt the Thousand-year-old soul beast. What Wang Boss said should be credible, but this luck is too exaggerated!

"Wait..." Xiao Chenyu seemed to remember something and continued, "Boss Wang, did you just say that you are an auxiliary soul master?"

If, you hear nothing wrong.

Tang San and Xiao Wu also quickly remembered.

"Yes, I'm an auxiliary soul master."

Wang Feng knew that these three people probably had speculations in their minds, but they didn't say much.

Xiao Chenyu looked at the broken rock at the other end, pointed at the rock, and said speechlessly: "Boss Wang, are you sure you are from the auxiliary system?"

If you punch, I, the soul master, will be afraid that I will collapse to the end.

Now you tell me, are you an auxiliary soul master?

"certainly."

Wang Feng smiled, the golden lotus in his hand slightly turned, and wisps of golden light instantly enveloped the three of them!

Next moment!

Tang San felt that the empty soul power in his body was like a withered grass, soaked in spring rain, getting enough nutrients and recovering quickly!

The fatigue just now was wiped out!

"The soul power is recovering so quickly!" Xiao Wu said in surprise, "Maybe our soul power can be fully recovered in a while!"

You know, they had just fought for more than half an hour!

"Your soul power is far lower than mine. Of course, it's recovering quickly."

Wang Feng explained.

Moreover, I only used a little golden lotus power to restore your soul power.

Wang Feng thought to himself that the deification skills were not used. Because there was no need. As for the ability of the golden lotus to heal injuries, Wang Feng did not use them. As for the reason...

"It's really an auxiliary martial soul..." Tang San looked at the many golden lotus and the thunder flashing around him, and vaguely felt that it might not be just as simple as restoring his soul power.

"What a great reply ability!" Xiao Chenyu said in surprise.

The soul power of the three people has been completely restored!

And judging from Boss Wang’s appearance, it doesn’t seem to be much consumption!

However, I felt relieved when Boss Wang said that his level was level 16.

"Missary, carry me back quickly. My soul power has recovered, but I still have injuries on my feet. You just have the strength!"

Xiao Wu said cutely.

"good!"

Tang San nodded, possessing soul power, and seemed to have recovered a little bit of his spirit. He was full of strength. He was naturally no problem when he carried Xiao Wu back!

Seeing this, Wang Feng laughed secretly. He could actually heal Xiao Wu's injuries.

But in this way, there is no chance for mistress to behave. mistress, brother, I can only help you like this. Anyway, you will fall in love, so I will help you in advance.

Tang San carried Xiao Wu back to school first, while Wang Feng chose to go to the martial soul first, conduct soul master certification, and soul power test.

Because of compression and purifying soul power, Wang Feng was not very clear about the amount of soul power in his body, and what exactly it would be.

Level 16 is just a value that Wang Feng himself estimated.

As soon as he walked into the Martial Soul Hall, Wang Feng heard several voices:

"Su Yuntao, where is the token? Don't tell you, you are giving it to that child? You gave it to him. Why do you accompany my brother to the Soul Hunting Forest to hunt soul beasts today? It will take several days to re-apply! If he takes action in the Soul Hunting Forest and the token falls in the Soul Hunting Forest, he will have to find several days! Are you stupid? A child with a useless martial soul said he wants to hunt soul beasts, do you really believe it?"

In the Wuhun Hall, a beautiful woman was facing Su Yuntao and scolded her with an unpleasant expression.
Chapter completed!