Chapter 105

The old man completed the martial spirit attachment at the first time. His body grew thick brown hair, his arms became extremely long, and his palms almost dropped below his knees.

And the bottom of his feet, white, yellow, purple, purple, black five circle soul ring is slowly rising up.

This old man is a strong soul king!

Maybe the old man's strength gave the middle-aged man confidence, his fear became more shallow, and he also called out his own soul. A machete appeared in his hand.

But his strength will be much worse, just an ordinary three ring soul Zun.

The coachman was shivering in the carriage, and his frightened eyes could be seen through the gap between the curtains.

But he didn't dare to run away, because he knew that the more he resisted the ghosts, the more excited he was. If he ran away, he would be caught up in an instant and become a meal for the ghosts.

"One... Must win."

He murmured in a trembling voice, praying in his heart.

Among several people, only Wang Jian didn't move, and the systematic prompt sound was constantly ringing in his mind. On one side, the attribute panel belonging to the soul beast appeared in his field of vision.

When the old man glanced at Wang Jian, he thought that the young man was scared. Unfortunately, if something goes wrong, the boy will have to become the food of the ghost beast. No wonder I'll be back then.

"Shasha! Shasha

Many ghosts rushed over. The old man took a deep breath and rushed towards them.

The priest of wuhundian went to the middle-aged man and said in a low voice, "let's join hands. We can't resist it just by relying on one person's strength."

The middle-aged man quickly nodded his head. The priest of the martial spirit hall is a soul sect. It's good to cooperate with him.

After the middle-aged man came down, the priest of the martial spirit hall hesitated to see Wang Jian. Finally, he didn't invite him. This young man is estimated to be less than 20 years old. At most, the cultivation of two rings is a burden to join in.

"Here it is

The middle-aged man suddenly let out a loud shout. The first Soul Ring on his body lit up. The light of the sword bloomed from the soul of the martial arts and struck a hundred year old soul beast.

The light of the knife was scattered, the blood spattered, and it was cut off immediately.

The smell of blood filled the forest, and the old man had begun to kill, but his eyes were very sharp, and he kept alert all the time, constantly observing the movement around him, as if he was searching for something.

The martial spirit of the priest in the martial spirit hall is his eyes. Wang Jian didn't see any movement of him either. Most of the time, he just flashed his soul ring. As soon as his eyes glared, the beast fell down. Then the middle-aged man quickly mended his sword.

Wang Jian felt that if he had not guessed wrong, the fighting means of eyes was to rely on spiritual power to frighten.

Two people cooperate with degree, but there is no confusion and mistakes.

"Little... Little brother, little brother."

Suddenly, the driver's trembling voice came from behind. Wang Jian turned his head and looked at it curiously.

The coachman waved to him and motioned him to go quickly: "little brother, come here and hide."

Obviously, the coachman didn't think Wang Jian could do much in this situation.

But what he did made Wang Jian's heart move, and then he showed a faint smile on his face. There are more kind people in the world.

Wang Jian waved his hand to indicate that he didn't need to use it. Then he continued to observe the system map. In the encirclement of the soul beast, there was always a life wave wandering outside the encirclement, and he watched it closely.

According to the old man's action, what he was looking for should be this soul beast.

However, Wang Jian doesn't know what the meaning of this beast is. Is it like a wolf king? If so, how did the soul beast riot form?

For this knowledge, Wang Jian contact a little less, also let him give birth to the idea of filling books for the college library as soon as possible.

"Well?"

Wang Jian suddenly looked up to the right front, a silver wolf finally saw the back of Wang Jian, launched an attack on him.

Silver wolf's hair is the color of silver, shining in the light, appears valiant, put in the wolf family is certainly a rare beautiful man.

Well, that's what it thinks.

The silver wolf looks at Wang Jian, who is "stupefied" in front of him. There is a color of human contempt in his eyes. After eating this kind of human, the young ladies in the clan will not say that they are brave, will they?

Wang Jian looks at the silver wolf in front of him. The ruler appears in his hand. After he gets the fifth soul ring, a refreshing fragrance always lingers on the ruler.

Silver wolf has a bad premonition in his heart, with a faint sense of uneasiness in his heart. He doesn't understand how the human breath suddenly changed.

"Shua!"

The ruler was raised by Wang Jian. He didn't use any soul skill. He just calculated the time and fell down suddenly when the silver wolf came to him.

The ruler in the yingbai soul power package seems to have a kind of sacred taste. The silver wolf is like a child who comes to accept the teacher's instruction and stretches out his palm obediently.

It's just... The teacher seems to be exerting a little bit.

The weight of the falling ruler is more and more important, hitting on the claws of the silver wolf.

The terrible injury of the ruler was shown in an instant. The forepaw bone of the silver wolf was broken in an instant, and the sound of "cracking" was very clear.

"Ouch!"

The silver wolf howled. Wang Jian took a cold look, and then waved his ruler again to smash the skull of the silver wolf.

"So... So strong!"

Hiding in the carriage, the driver's face was shocked. Even if this silver wolf was not a millennium spirit beast, it was also a high-level century spirit beast, right?

But this young man killed it easily without even using his soul skill!

And this scene happened to be seen by the priest of the martial spirit hall. While he was shocked, he also thought of something. Before he found out the ghost beast riot, the young man's face seemed to have changed, right?

There was a guess in his mind that he couldn't believe.

Is this young man still a strong man?!

Although I think it's a bit absurd to use the word "strong" to describe a young man, this idea can't go away in his mind once it appears. When I think of Wang Jiangang's calm attitude, maybe I'm not scared, but I'm confident, right!

The war situation is extremely anxious. In less than a moment, the corpse of the spirit beast has covered the surrounding earth.

And the rest of the ghosts and beasts face fear, with the intention of retreat, dare not go forward, but they do not retreat, as if there is something more terrible behind.

In the forest, suddenly came a lion roar!

The old man's eyes are shining. I have finally found your position!