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Soul Saint! And he's still a teenager!

The significance of this is not trivial!

You know, in the world of soul masters, the 70th-level soul saint is an obvious watershed. Because there is no soul master below the soul master, it is easier to leapfrog challenges, but at the stage of soul master, the soul master can awaken the soul master. Body, strength multiplied, the rarer and more powerful the martial soul, the more exaggerated the increase.

Take the Clear Sky Hammer, the distinctive spirit of Clear Sky School, for example.

Once a member of the Clear Sky School uses the avatar of the Haotian Hammer, the body of the hammer becomes extremely huge. Its destructive power is astonishing, but after the avatar of the Wuhun is revealed, it can be improved to a higher level, and it can easily destroy a small mountain.

The world of soul masters has been developed for countless years, and countless geniuses have emerged during this period. Whether they can step into the soul sage is the benchmark for testing a genius.

A genius who has not become a soul sage is just a genius, but once he crosses the threshold of a soul sage, it is like a child growing into an adult, and he can immediately become one of the top leaders of a sect, even in some small In the small clan of the sect, the suzerain and patriarch are often held by soul saints.

Soul saints are so important, so they are naturally very scarce, and it is not so easy to be promoted.

In addition, Yang Ming's too young face made Yang Wudi think that Yang Ming was teasing him, his complexion became even uglier, his eyes became more gloomy, and he said in a deep voice:

"Are you kidding me? I think I was just a soul king when I was your age, and I was already called a genius. Are you even more genius than me?"

It's useless to talk too much, everything depends on strength.

Yang Ming didn't make any verbal rebuttals, but just unfolded a series of soul rings under his feet.

Purple, black, gray, and that dazzling gold!

"This... this is impossible!"

The seventh soul ring was golden and dazzling, and as soon as it appeared, it attracted the attention of everyone present.

"What kind of soul ring is this, why is it so beautiful?"

"You paid attention wrong, this is not only beautiful, it has never appeared in the world of soul masters!"

"What level of soul ring is this, why have I never heard of it?"

"According to the theory, soul rings are generally divided into white, yellow, purple, black, and red according to the year, but how can there be such a color as brilliant gold?"

All the people present are heroes from all sides in Tiandou City, so they naturally have unique vision.

But even this group of veterans were a little confused after seeing Yang Ming's soul ring for a while.

Subconsciously, everyone's eyes fell on Ning Fengzhi, the master of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile School.

Yang Wudi arched his hands towards him, and said with enthusiasm:

"It is said that Sect Master Ning has extensive knowledge of ancient and modern times, so he should know the origin of this little ghost ring, right?"

Ning Fengzhi stared at him resentfully, do you have the nerve to ask me this kind of question?

However, following Yang Wudi's questioning, everyone's eyes focused on him, and Ning Fengzhi could only ponder and search his brains.

He also deserves the title of profound knowledge, and after a while, he really let him find the answer from his memory.

"Everyone should know that the soul rings in the soul master world are divided into ten years, one hundred years, one thousand years, ten thousand years, and one hundred thousand years. On top of that, there is actually a million-year soul ring?"

A million-year soul ring!

As soon as this remark came out, the audience was in an uproar!

You know, even 100,000-year-old soul beasts are rare these days. After all, 100,000-year-old soul beasts possess intelligence no less than that of humans. Naturally, it is clear that humans want to kill them to obtain soul rings, so most of them are well concealed. , and gathered a group of powerful spirit beast subordinates to protect him. If he wanted to hunt and kill a hundred thousand year spirit ring, even if it was a huge monster like the Wuhun Temple, he had to carefully plan and arrange it before he had a chance of success.

Even so, when the Spirit Hall hunted and killed Tang San's mother, A Yin, it took great pains and lost a lot of people.

It is conceivable that a hundred thousand year soul beast is cherished and powerful!

And now, Ning Fengzhi actually told everyone that Yang Ming's spirit ring was actually obtained by hunting a million-year-old spirit beast?

Are you kidding us?

You know, the strength of a hundred-thousand-year soul beast is already equivalent to that of a Title Douluo, and it is the strongest among the Title Douluo, and because of its strong physical body, a hundred-thousand-year soul beast is often as powerful as several Titled Douluo joined forces.

If calculated in this way, isn't the strength of a million-year-old soul beast equivalent to that of a peerless Douluo?

But a soul beast of that level would be slaughtered by a mere boy?

and many more!

Not without this possibility!

Everyone stared blankly, suddenly thinking of a terrible possibility.

That is Yang Ming's million-year soul ring, which was acquired by the leader of the Zhatian Gang to help him hunt down the million-year soul beast, and Yang Ming made up the last blow!

hiss!

Think carefully! Think carefully!

When everyone looked at Yang Ming again, they no longer underestimated him because of his age. Instead, they regarded Yang Ming as a direct disciple of the leader of the Zhatian Gang.

Otherwise, it would be difficult to explain why he was able to obtain such a cowhide spirit ring at such a young age!

If Yang Ming knew what these people were thinking, he might laugh like a pig.

Am I my own apprentice?

You have too much imagination, right?

"Old goat, what should we do? Are you still fighting?" Niu Gao, the patriarch of the Yuzhi Clan, looked a little nervous.

Yang Wudi's complexion turned black, as black as the bottom of a pot.

If the opponent is really the leader of the Zhatian Gang, it would be reasonable for Yang Ming to take the place of the leader.

"Since we're here, if we retreat now, how will you make people in the soul master world think of us?" Yang Wudi shouted in a low voice.

"Then you go first, or I go first?" Niu Gao continued to ask.

"I'll go first."

Yang Wudi stepped forward.

"Yang Wudi, an eighty-two-level assault-type fighting spirit, please advise!"

As soon as the words fell, Yang Wudi released his martial soul.

Don't look at Tai Tan and Niu Gao always calling him the old goat, this doesn't mean that his Wuhun is a goat, but just a joking name between them.

Wuhun appeared on Yang Wudi's right hand, it was a two-foot long spear.

The whole body of the spear is dark, shining with a cold luster. The shaft is eight feet long, and the tip of the spear is four feet long. The barrel of the spear is as thick as an ordinary human arm. The ring appeared on the gun body at the same time, shining up and down around the two-meter-long spear, and suddenly burst into incomparably brilliant brilliance.

However, with the beautiful jade of Yang Ming's million-year soul ring in front of him, Yang Wudi's soul rings, no matter how many or good they are, are all eclipsed at this moment.

The characteristic martial spirit of the Pozhi clan is the Soulbreaking Spear.

Yang Wudi stared at Yang Ming and said, "Young man, why haven't you released your martial soul yet?"

Yang Ming looked at him and the people behind him, beckoned, and said:

"Don't waste time, you guys, let's go together."