Douluo: This soul master is too involuntarily involved

"Half a month later, the First Academy will be ten miles north."

"The old man arrived early in the morning until sunset, and he was gone! Not scattered! "

"Very good."

Coming forward, Su Ming just wanted to finalize the time for fighting souls.

Su Ming felt that he could stabilize his hand, so he did not immediately start fighting souls.

Ordinary battles have helped him less and less.

At present, only the title Douluo echoes his need for strength and rewards.

"System, release mission - defeat Sword Douluo Dust Heart."

【Drip! In data collection, ask the host to start your efforts. 】

After that, Su Ming returned to the temporary residence of the First Academy.

As for Luo's matter, Su Ming was not worried that he would be entangled with them by Ning Feng.

Since he went out independently, Su Ming would not interfere at a critical moment.

If these doppelgangers can't grow up, they can only do their lives.

Survival of the fittest, this is the law of nature.

Even if you lose the ultimate ice, you will not hesitate!

"What? Brother, you... You made an appointment with Sword Douluo Fighting Soul? "

The delicate voice was trembling, and when he heard this, the originally festive little face immediately squeezed together.

Wow --

The lacquer tray fell, the porcelain cup splashed, and the coffee flowed to the ground.

Zhu Zhuqing looked at Su Ming in horror, and did not dare to put it down with a heart.

"Su Ming, is it... Is Sword Douluo looking for you to discuss swords again? "

Zhu Zhuqing walked over, his trembling eyes full of hope.

Last time on the sword Su Ming was safe and sound, if it was, it didn't matter.

Unfortunately, it was Su Ming's shaking of his head that was waiting.

"This time is different, it's Fighting Soul, and I proposed it."

"Don't worry, whether you win or lose, the two of us will be fine."

"It's not a matter of life and death, you can rest assured."

Hearing this, Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing were slightly relieved, but they couldn't let go of their worries.

"That, can you fight two to one?"

Xiao Wu blinked cutely, "I think brother can use the martial soul fusion technique with me, so the odds are better." "

The corner of Su Ming's mouth twitched, and Zhu Zhuqing shook his head, not knowing whether to laugh or helpless.

"Shhh, count me didn't say~"

With her chin on the table, Xiao Wu let out a long sigh, and the rabbit ears went up and down.

Su Ming pulled away from the topic and said with a serious expression:

"How have you done with the tasks you were given before?"

"The Soul Master Competition has only been a few days, so it shouldn't delay your time."

Zhu Zhuqing rarely had a slight smile, and the slender jade fingers gently massaged someone's temples to help him break down fatigue.

The beauty is cold and enchanting, and the delicate voice is like a pearl falling on a jade plate.

"Xiao Wu and I are already learning to refine pills, and we haven't succeeded yet, but with the Dan furnace you designed, there shouldn't be a big problem."

"As for the matter of the ultimate attribute, my choice is naturally speed, but the soul beast related to the Nether attribute is difficult to find, let alone how powerful the ultimate soul beast should be."

"Xiao Wu has more headaches, I haven't thought about it yet, her spiritual power..."

Xiao Wu made a bitter face and took the words.

"I don't know if it's mainly about speed or mental power, I thought it was more balanced."

"But brother, after you let me cultivate spiritual power, I felt that my spiritual power was quite strong, but suddenly I became a soul control master, and I always felt strange."

Blame?

It's not strange, for the time being, I haven't even thought about what god position you are suitable for!

Fingers tapped on the desktop, and the more Su Ming thought about it, the deeper his brows furrowed.

Let them think about this question, Su Ming is to determine the future path of the gods.

Qing'er don't worry, there is no problem with the God of Speed.

As for the little dance...

Supreme God, do not consider.

The first-level god, the seven original sin gods are not suitable, the five elemental gods, and Xiao Wu's own attributes are not biased and are not suitable.

The only thing that has a slight relationship is with gods like forests and nature...

But this kind of god, Xiao Wu's martial soul soft bone rabbit is not dominant, after all, it cannot control the surrounding environment.

Moreover, there are problems with turning into a human being and inheriting gods.

The most feasible thing is to create your own gods.

"Or, wait until I become a god to open a back door?"

With a flash of thought, Su Ming immediately vetoed it.

It is one thing to bring to the realm of gods, but it is quite another to become a god.

With his eyes slightly raised, Su Ming spoke:

"Qing'er, the Netherworld Soul Beast is not as good as the Space System Soul Beast."

"If it's a coincidence, you may not be able to find one."

"As for the little dance..."

"Everything is still cultivated according to your original ideas, but your spiritual power is strong, and you can work hard in the direction of alchemy."

"Maybe, I can become a generation of Dan Dao masters."

"It's a pity that your soul power is not fire attribute, and you can only use external flames."

Alchemy...

Xiao Wu's face became even more bitter, she had always been lively and active, and she did not have much good impression of alchemy for sitting quietly for a day and a half.

Knowing this nizi nature, Su Ming did not force it, she is a god or not a god, there is no difference in him, just a good expectation.

After explaining a few words about the two of them paying attention to in the Soul Master Competition, Su Ming went to retreat again.

The first time with the title Douluo Fighting Soul, it is always good to be prepared.

In the secret room, a drop of purple golden shimmering liquid was taken out of the system space by Su Ming.

Rumble!

With the appearance of this blood, the naked eye can see that the surrounding space becomes wrinkled, and there is a gust of wind tearing everything around.

The fine seams of the Dao Dao were cracked from Su Ming's clothes, as if they were being cut by invisible scissors.

The right face, under a straight incision, overflows with bright red blood...

"It's worthy of Beamon's essence blood, feeling... More dangerous than the eyes of ice and fire. "

A long-lost feeling of comfort surged in his heart, and Su Ming felt that his blood was stirring, and his eyes were blazing.

"Xiong Jun, integrate this Beamon essence blood into my body for me."

Well?

Knowing the sea, the sleeping Xiong Jun woke up, and since Tianmeng was banished, he felt that his entire Xiong Life was complete.

Beamon Blood?

As if clicked, Xiong Jun's fur stood into a steel needle and immediately left Su Ming's sea of knowledge.

When he saw that blood, Xiong Jun was suddenly stunned.

"This... This..."

"It's really Beamon Essence Blood!"

"Where did you get it?"

The clear eyes showed stupidity, and Xiong Jun stared at Su Ming blankly, his eyes widened with seven points of horror and three points of envy.

The Beamon clan, but was exterminated by the dragon clan.

Even if he cultivated for more than 300,000 years, he could not condense such a complete and pure Beamon essence blood.

Almost a sublimation at the end of the blood.

If he had been able to obtain such a drop of essence blood before, not to mention an absolute victory over Di Tian, it would at least be possible to win him.

Once the Beamon family, but they used real dragons as food!

"Someone else's send, with this drop of essence blood, should be able to make the torso bone..."

Su Ming, who was consciously talkative, urged: "Okay, don't talk nonsense, let's start quickly." "

Sending?

Why don't I see someone send me?

The heart was wrapped in envy, jealousy, and hatred, and Xiong Jun did not continue to cling to how this blood came from.

The claw swiped into the void, and Bimon's essence blood instantly split into more than twenty points, and the largest piece in the center was no more than the size of a grain of rice.

The arrangement of Beamon's essence blood in the shape of the trunk bone began to integrate into Su Ming's chest under the control of Xiong Jun.

One person, one bear, light and shadow change.

Purple and gold intertwined, faintly visible a cry of pain from within the wall.