Chapter 71

"Hey, you are at least the elite of the Wulin hall. The existence of the peak of the soul master in the mainland, can you show some momentum of Title Douluo?"

Standing quietly in the air, Chen Xiaoming shouted out to the stunned bidong and others on the other side.

"Let's have some passion, everyone. I've killed seven people in the Wuhun hall. They're all like they didn't eat."

They have already played against bidong and others who doubt life. Chen Xiaoming has to open his mouth and gun ability, ridicule a wave, and try to awaken their fighting spirit.

"Look, if you don't kill me today, it will spread on the mainland tomorrow: shock! The top ten titles of the Wulin hall were brutally abused by one person, and you can't take care of yourself."

"Do you want to see such a report?"

In mid air, Chen Xiaoming chattered endlessly and was invincible. For a time, many onlookers under him were stunned.

"Boss Dai, what is Mr. Chen doing?"

The fat man's puzzled eyes constantly scanned Chen Xiaoming and found that Chen Xiaoming actually said more and more vigorously. For a moment, he was blindfolded. Is this still the invincible Chen Xiaoming before? How does it feel like a king with a strong mouth?

"Well, I don't know. Maybe I'm deliberately provoking the strong in the Wulin hall."

Dai mubai glanced at bibidong and others, and saw that a group of people had been flushed by Chen Xiaoming's anger, clenched with both fists, and almost all the anger in his eyes would spray out under the action of soul force.

"Chen! Xiao! Ming! Deceive people too much!"

The roar containing the magnificent soul power of bidong broke through the clouds in an instant and rang through a hundred miles. When bibidong stepped forward, the seventh Soul Ring flashed at his feet, his body flashed, his upper body crawled downward, and his purple black shell spread instantly. The whole person had turned into a huge spider. The green hair on eight spider legs turned purple at the same time, and a layer of purple luster scattered all over his body.

It is the real body of bibidong's martial soul, the death spider emperor.

The purple light became as like as two peas. The black soul of the eighth soul rings suddenly sparks. The purple light is solidifying on the left side of her body, and the light and shadow are shining.

Two dead spiders appeared, and bidong's breath did not weaken. On the contrary, his whole body emitted a strong purple light, and a highly toxic death field came towards Chen Xiaoming.

Bibidong's death field has a highly toxic environment, and it is impossible to use any instant transfer skills.

It can be said that bidong came up with a way to restrain Chen Xiaoming's speed.

The golden alligator Douluo on one side was shocked by bibidong's strength, but was also ridiculed and angry by Chen Xiaoming. The seventh Soul Ring under his feet also shone brightly. The dazzling golden light suddenly burst out from the golden alligator Douluo. Every scale and armor on his body stood up, and his white hair instantly turned into thick horny, covering his head, and his upper body fell forward slightly, Like a giant crocodile.

At the same time, the title Douluo of the rest of the martial soul hall used his own real body of the martial soul. The seventh Soul Ring flashed, and the majestic soul force almost shrouded over the martial soul hall. The huge pressure was like the collapse of heaven and earth, and the surrounding space seemed to be crumbling.

"Go."

Five figures in a row came straight to Chen Xiaoming. This time, they did not launch an energy attack, but used their martial spirits to directly prepare to shake Chen Xiaoming.

The glory of the Wulin hall is guarded by them!

"Go to hell."

The huge real body of the martial spirit and the condensed soul force attack, a huge crocodile iron tail, eight sharp spider claws with a faint purple light, and several huge stick shadows almost enveloped Chen Xiaoming.

The joint attack of the five peak duels made the air burst, especially the crocodile tail and spider spear. There was a dark light around, and the space seemed to be broken by it.

"Ha ha, good luck."

Watching several people come with all their strength, Chen Xiaoming burst into laughter. His mouth and gun were not in vain. As expected, people still have to be more intense.

The intense silver light broke out from the body and enveloped Chen Xiaoming in an instant. The 100000 year old soul bones everywhere in the body were mobilized at this moment. A silver mark on the soul bone was like an inscription under the cover of the silver light at the moment.

The majestic force poured into Chen Xiaoming's body. A force far beyond the previous one flowed in Chen Xiaoming's body.

"Is this my strength?"

He moved his fist and felt the power of that fist. Chen Xiaoming urged his power to the limit for the first time.

What's more terrible is that the silver light emitted from his body slowly converges and adheres to his body appearance, just like wearing a silver coat.

The silver light loomed, and his own terrible power was still soaring under the blessing of silver clothes.

Like the silent blood force in his body, he finally found use at the moment. He didn't want money to flow out.

He swallowed his saliva and worked hard for the first time. Chen Xiaoming didn't know such a thing would happen. He raised his head and looked sympathetically at the attacking bidong and others.

Chen Xiaoming: it's not that he wants to pretend to force him. It's the force of blood. He doesn't want to!

Blood power: MMP, I give you strength, but you let me carry the pot, I don't!

"Whew."

A little under his feet, Chen Xiaoming's figure will disappear again. With a cold drink, his death field shrouded away in an instant, but Chen Xiaoming's silver light flashed around him, and the death field was ignored in an instant.

"Don't worry, I will gently!"

I found a title Douluo who played with a stick. The latter's strength was not weak and had 97 soul power. Listening to the soft voice in his ear, he looked stunned. But I glanced at him and saw Chen Xiaoming punch his real martial soul.

"Boom!"

With a punch full of Chen Xiaoming's full strength, the hot silver light flashed. Then the golden light of the real body of the martial soul was broken in an instant. The magnificent soul power operated the soul bone. With the explosion of blood power, the martial soul of the title Douluo man's intuition seemed to be broken at this moment.

In my heart, a sudden breath surged up, Qi and blood, soul force surged down, and I fell directly in front of me.

Chen Xiaoming did not hesitate to win the attack, because bidong and others took advantage of this time to attack Chen Xiaoming again. Regardless, they also wanted to kill Chen Xiaoming.

Bibidong's eyes are crazy. If Chen Xiaoming doesn't die, the great cause of her martial soul hall will not be completed.

Two dead spiders and 16 senhan spiders speared Chen Xiaoming's body. She didn't believe it. Even if Chen Xiaoming's strength was stronger and his body was stabbed, it wouldn't be intact.

"Give it to me! Go! Die, Chen! Xiao Ming!"