Chapter 62

"Touch, touch."

Two cold bodies fell into the ground, and everyone was stunned. In particular, many people had recognized the identity of the two dead.

The two titles of Wu soul hall are Douluo, Ju Douluo and ghost Douluo!

"Gulu, Gulu..."

Looking at Chen Xiaoming slowly down in horror, everyone did not know when such a fierce man appeared on the mainland. They directly killed two title duels regardless of the Wulin hall.

For a moment, everyone stepped back and opened a distance with Chen Xiaoming.

Whether it is the strength of the latter or the Wu soul hall offended by the latter, they can't afford to exist.

"Hmm? I'll look."

Falling in front of Ju Douluo and GUI Douluo, Chen Xiaoming rushed out one by one under his feet, and then frantically inserted into their bodies. Within a moment, their bodies were filled with holes and scars.

Seeing that Chen Xiaoming had killed people and had to whip the corpse cruelly, the people who were already afraid retreated a bit more.

Especially the female soul masters like Huowu who originally worshipped the title Douluo, now their faces can't help changing.

It's disgusting. Are all titles and Douluo levels abnormal?

Huowu's eyes couldn't help looking at the other two people. A poison Douluo played with poisonous snakes, a sword Douluo played with swords, a dead chrysanthemum Douluo played with chrysanthemums, and a ghost Douluo played with ghosts. Then Chen Xiaoming finally played with corpses.

Tut Tut, I don't want to know. Huowu found that no one is normal who can become a title fight.

In her opinion, Chen Xiaoming, jiandouluo and others don't know. Otherwise, with the character of poison Douluo, they don't mind giving her a ride.

"Well, I finally found it."

After inserting for a long time, Chen Xiaoming was happy in his eyes. He picked two branches from two corpses and directly picked out two crystal clear soul bones.

As the two powerful people of the title Douluo level in the Wu soul hall, they still have two pieces of soul bones. Although there are only two pieces, the subtle fluctuations of soul power emitted from the soul bones have a service life of about 50000 years.

"It's OK. I didn't go in vain."

Put two soul bones into the bag, one right arm bone and one left leg bone, but there is no repetition. As for the age of soul bone, is it important for Chen Xiaoming?

The soul master who thought Chen Xiaoming killed and whipped the corpse before, now looking at Chen Xiaoming, who earns two soul bones, his eyes can't help glowing.

Unfortunately, they only dare to see everything in their eyes, but they dare not think about it.

"Whew."

With a soft sound, the Golden Eagle soul Douluo who was hit and flew said nothing and directly used his soul skills to run away. Only Chen Xiaoming glanced faintly, and then the soul force fluctuated and threatened the past. The Golden Eagle soul Douluo who flew in the air was instantly fixed in place and could not move.

"What's the hurry? Don't worry, I'll save your life."

The sound containing soul power came into the ears of the Golden Eagle soul Douluo. He was relieved to hear that he would leave his life, but Chen Xiaoming's next sentence made his body stiff.

"Go back and tell your master that I still lack skull, trunk and right leg. I'll find her!"

With that, the Golden Eagle soul Douluo only felt that his body suddenly lightened without stopping, and there was no cruel words like a fool. The other party dared to kill even the title Douluo, not to mention his soul Douluo.

But for a moment, the Golden Eagle soul Douluo has turned into a black spot in the sky. Chen Xiaoming has no time to clean up the weak thieves who came from the previous rush.

Some weak chess pieces didn't provoke him, let alone have soul bones.

For a moment, the thieves fled, but the school soul master did not pursue them.

Everyone's eyes are now looking at Chen Xiaoming, photographed by the latter's words.

Does the other party really know that the two titles Douluo killed are standing behind the Wulin hall? The master of the Golden Eagle soul duel, but the first person in the martial soul hall today, Pope bidong.

He dared to blackmail the martial soul hall blatantly. If this man is not really strong, or he is arrogant and arrogant.

However, looking at the two bodies at the foot of the latter, who dares to say that the latter has no such strength.

"Oh, little friend, you are reckless."

With a sigh, Ning Fengzhi came over, looked at the dead Ju Douluo and ghost Douluo at Chen Xiaoming's feet, and sighed slightly.

They are all famous strong men in the mainland. They died so miserably. Ning Fengzhi felt sorry for both of them.

If you knew this, you might as well hand over your soul bones. Although your strength will decline, at least you won't die.

"Lord Ning, that's the difference between you and me. You live in dignity. Although the city government is good, it's a pity that your character and your martial spirit lack a momentum."

Chen Xiaoming is still very happy to harvest two soul bones.

"The soul master wants to grow all the way. It's a big taboo to look forward and backward. Only by going forward can he forge ahead and strive for a higher realm."

"Of course, you are an assistant soul master. It's inevitable to be steady."

Ning Fengzhi listened to Chen Xiaoming's talk, silently felt his soul power of level 79, and then took out the seven treasures glass tower with only seven floors. His hands were shaking unconsciously.

At this moment, Ning Fengzhi wanted to kill Chen Xiaoming in a tower.

Don't I want to improve my soul power? Don't I want to forge ahead?

But my martial spirit is only seven layers. I've reached the top. Make progress!

Feeling Ning Fengzhi's rather resentful eyes, Chen Xiaoming doesn't care. If you want to kill him with your seven treasures glass tower, at least you have to rise to unknown levels. It's possible to replace it with the exquisite xuanhuang tower.

"Yo, Lao Jian, you're there too."

In a good mood, everyone is so pleasing to the eye. Tap water patted jiandouluo Chenxin's shoulder. The body of jiandouluo who has lived for more than 100 years is an unconscious shock.

"Let's have another duel when we're free."

Once the duel is over, Luo Chen's heart will grow. He is a little old, but he is not stupid. He has only recovered from the injury in the last battle. If he duels again, he is afraid that an old bone will be sent out.

However, looking at the dead Ju Douluo and ghost Douluo, Chen Xin's eyes coagulated slightly and looked at Chen Xiaoming more complicated.

The strength of the other party has become stronger again. What a terrible person!

After greeting jiandouluo and others, Chen Xiaoming completely ignored the eyes of the people around him and walked towards Tang San and others with a smile. Shrek seven monsters were bullied one second ago, and the bullies were cold the next second, and his inner feelings were speechless.

Thinking about what Chen Xiaoming once said to them, whoever has a big fist has his word.

Sure enough, Chen Xiaoming's fist was really big. It was so big that Douluo didn't even say a word. The body was cold.

Tut Tut, such terror!