Chapter 980

Tang San Wen Yan pondered for a moment, then immediately turned his eyes to Ma Hongjun and said, "fat man, your fourth soul ring is a mutated soul ring, which should be effective for a hundred thousand year old soul beast. You and I will have a try. Your fourth soul skill can't work on the Golden backed dragon tiger."

"Third brother, it's too risky," Ma Hongjun stepped back two steps, and said with a smile: "the invincible gold body of the little dance has not cooled down yet. If the golden backed dragon tiger suddenly strikes..."

After seeing the strength of the golden backed dragon tiger, Ma Hongjun thinks that he can't stop the attack of the spirit beast of 100000 years. At present, Xiaowu's invincible body has not cooled down, and they have no means to block the attack of the golden backed dragon tiger.

"That's right. Let's try again tomorrow. There are five days to go before the final eight. We just need to help Dai kill the golden backed dragon tiger in these five days."

Tang San thought and said slowly.

According to Yu Xiaogang's previous analysis, the opponents they met in the last eight matches were either Luoyu college or Xingqiu college. No matter which college they were against, they didn't need to make their best. Even if Dai mubai was here to absorb the fifth soul ring, they could easily advance to the top four.

Therefore, Tang San was not in a hurry to test the bottom of the golden backed dragon tiger. After all, what they were facing was a soul beast of 100000 years old. Even if their strength was suppressed, it was not the highest but soul king of their group, and the average level of soul clan could easily face it.

If there is a slight difference, I am afraid it will lead to a big mistake!

"Let's find a place to rest for a day," Tang San said with a smile, looking at Xiaowu and others.

A group of people found a suitable place to live in the valley. They had gone out hunting and killing animals before, and they did not sleep in the wild, but no one would say anything more.

In the early morning of the next day, the little dance called out all the people, and a group of ten people once again walked into the valley blocked by the thick fog.

"Kids, haven't you given up yet?" Seeing Tang San and others coming in, a thick mockery flashed in the eyes of the dragon pattern on the golden back, and he disdained the way.

"Fat man," Tang San didn't return to his voice when he heard the speech: "it's up to you."

Ma Hongjun nodded, and then looked pitifully at the little dance. "Five younger sister, you must keep an eye on me. This small body of me can't stand the toss of a hundred thousand years of ghosts and beasts."

"Just go, where's so much nonsense?" the little dance waved her hand and didn't have a good airway: "can't you believe my speed? You can't die without being slapped. "

Hearing the words of the little dance, Ma Hongjun's heart trembled, and the pace of walking forward was even more. He looked back at the little dance with a bitter face: "little dance, don't scare me."

"Don't worry, there is Xiao Ao's recovery of big sausage, you can't die," Xiaowu glanced at Ma Hongjun, and her tone seemed very calm.

Ma Hongjun's heart is a sudden, let Xiaowu say so, he is more flustered

"Little dance," Tang San glared at the little dance, no good airway: "don't play fat."

"Oh," said the little dance, curling her lips and nodding her head.

"Then I'll go, third brother. You must keep an eye on it!" Ma Hongjun turned to look at Tang San and said.

Before he finished speaking, a big foot came out of the diagonal stab and kicked Ma Hongjun's buttocks. He kicked Ma Hongjun directly to the dragon tiger with golden back. Then, frand said angrily, "let's try your soul skills. How can I find your disciples?"