The First Thousand One Hundred and Sixty-Seven Chapters Bingmu Linjun Debut (Six)

"You're all old, what's there to envy?" Yan Shaozhe shook his head and said, "It's just skins."

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

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

"Hey, don't talk about it, I always think, this Wang Feng. He might be someone who has lived for a long time." Qian Duoduo crossed his arms, "When he came to the academy, he said that Jiuyi Kai was an old man. Zu is his disciple. Don't you forget it? Who has the courage and courage to say such a thing these days?"

"Ordinary people don't dare to brag like that."

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

"..." Yan Shaozhe.

"However, his strength is still open to question."

One after another line of sight, from looking at the sky, converged on the field.

Wang Feng wore a black robe and changed his 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 mouths of the students on the edge of the stands.

"Tsk tsk, I feel that I still have the potential to be a god." Wang Feng glanced at the crazy obsession in the eyes of the students, "Every one of these is a gangster."

Wang Feng shook his head, looked at the judge in black, and squinted slightly.

This referee is really not a simple person.

A titled Douluo-level figure, who is a judge here, is probably a high-level figure in the martial arts inspection department.

Disguised as a referee, watching the play at close range here.

When Wang Feng came back, he figured out the cause and effect, otherwise he wouldn't be sitting in the stands watching Huo Yuhao's game.

The Martial Spirit Inspection Department has been here for so long, in order to investigate the situation regarding the Soul Contractor.

With so many people today, the Spirit Inspection Department has no habit of wearing plainclothes, but there is literally no one from the Spirit Inspection Department in the stands.

That's only on the field under the stage.

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

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

It looks like a combination of Chinese and Western. The people from the Sun Moon Empire.

"Jike, the seventy-three-level battle soul saint, the shadow of the black soul of the martial soul." 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 until it reaches it."

Jike nodded slightly towards Wang Feng, "Please enlighten me, Master Soul Master."

Shadow of the Dark Soul?

Wang Feng thought about it for a long time, but didn't even understand what kind of martial spirit this was?

It can only be said that there are too many special martial spirits that have emerged over the years.

Seven soul rings rose from Jike.

Three purple, four black.

The last one should be a spirit ring that is 80,000 years old, close to 90,000 years old, slightly scarlet.

Not bad.

From the perspective of momentum, Jike is much stronger than Zhang Lexuan.

The main reason is that the experience is different. Jike is from the Sun and Moon Empire, and his momentum is calm. At first glance, he is a veteran powerhouse who has experienced many big scenes.

Wang Feng had never heard of the martial spirit Shadow of the Black Soul.

The people who had heard of it at the scene were almost wiped out.

But the seven spirit rings were clearly visible.

Wang Feng didn't talk nonsense, he looked up at the sky and snorted coldly:

"Come down!"

Many viewers followed Wang Feng's line of sight and looked up to the sky.

A black figure, like a black gem,

It flickered like a star from the sky, and then fell from the sky!

Boom!

The huge figure smashed directly to the ground, setting off countless dust.

A chill spread from around the figure, and many spectators in the stands shivered inexplicably.

The opposite Jike frowned slightly.

A terrifying momentum came out from the chaotic dust.

The dark breath and the cold breath, after the combination of the two, just relying on the breath, it gives people a terrifying and cold feeling.

In a few seconds, the dust slowly dissipated.

The black and white stalwart body of Bingmu Linjun just floated on the ground.

The mechanical wings on the back are engraved with mysterious black lines and ice white, and the body is integrated with clear edges and corners, with an extremely icy and extremely dark atmosphere. Coupled with this ancient and mysterious body, it is extremely daunting and cool.

"A soul beast with the extreme ice attribute?"

Ji Ke's face changed slightly, "And the aura of the evil soul beast? But the soul deed master can't tame the evil soul beast... No, this is the dark attribute?"

Unlike Long Xie.

Long Xie's body, even a soul master can recognize it is Yanyanlong. Although a lot has changed.

But Bingmu Linjun really no one can recognize.

Bingmu Linjun was bred in the egg of the evil soul beast, and the body itself was his Bingmu Linjun's body.

rather than other soul beasts.

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

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

Wang Feng said unceremoniously.

Jike's face sank, and the first thing that came to his mind was not that the other party mocked him like that.

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

"Game start!"

The calm voice of the referee in black fell, but his eyes kept falling on Bingmu Linjun.

The moment the voice fell.

Bingmu Linjun clenched his fists, the ice patterns on his body flickered, and the strong power of absolute ice spread out from his body.

The ground began to be covered with layers of frost at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The power of absolute ice beyond the extreme, even if it only emits a trace, has great power.

Bing Mu Linjun lifted his foot gently and stomped directly on the ground. The ice field constructed by the ground instantly appeared numerous ice thorns, which circled around Jike. The momentum is huge, and it cannot be caused by low-level soul masters at all.

Although Bingmu Linjun, who has lived for endless years, now only has a cultivation level that is less than ten thousand years old.

However, the familiar control and use of the power of absolute ice, as well as the combat experience, allowed him to exert the combat power at this time to the extreme.

Even Long Xie is somewhat inferior.

Raise your feet to form a powerful attack.

The powerful ice attribute power shocked everyone present!

The unsustainable ice stabbed the rice and noodles on the ground to rise numbly.

Ji Ke jumped lightly, the fifth spirit ring on his body flickered, and a pair of black mist-like wings grew out of his back.

Ji Ke's gaze fell on Wang Feng.

"Fourth Soul Skill: Black Nightmare Shadow Binding!"

Gek, who was flying in mid-air, looked to escape the attack on the ground. .

But the extreme cold air also caused great trouble for him.

Without any hesitation, Jike slammed his hands towards Bingmu Linjun, like throwing a shadow, but it did not wrap around Bingmu Linjun's body but wrapped around Bingmu Linjun's huge shadow!