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Chapter 215 Chapter 218 The Mysterious Old Man
Chapter 215 Chapter 210 Eight Mysterious Old Man
"Right now, we can't make a conclusion. If Lei Yu is alive, then there is no problem. If Lei Yu is dead, you... can't run away. I believe that Yanmo Douluo will always look for you. At that time, you'd better commit suicide! So as not to suffer from flesh and blood."
The fourth elder sighed, he could not beat the Hunting Academy with his hawk alone.
Hunting Academy.
Su Yuwei came back here a little tired, and was taken to the highest level of the Hunting Palace by Yanmo Douluo the first time he entered the academy.
"I know everything about you, Xuedao went to save Qin Wanjiang, there should be no problem, it's just..."
A trace of uneasiness flashed in Yanmo Douluo's eyes, but it quickly dissipated, and he said with a light smile, "Forget it, I won't tell you about it, whether it is Soul Sect or Soul King, the difference is not that big. I think your current strength is not bad among the soul kings, but there are fewer battles with the soul king powerhouses, so you should not participate in this elite soul master competition."
"why?"
Su Yuwei's chest heaved, obviously he lacked a battle with the soul king powerhouse, but Yanmo Douluo refused to let him participate in the elite soul master competition.
Su Yuwei asked in confusion: "Is it because I have entered the soul king not long ago?"
Yanmo Douluo shook his head, looked at Su Yuwei with complicated eyes, and said, "No, your current situation is very bad, and this time the elite soul master competition is variable, and some people can't hold their breath anymore."
"It's not suitable for you to show your face now. Soon, the powerful people in the entire continent will show up and be forced to show up. This concerns the entire Douluo Star. You, not cannon fodder, cannot participate in it."
After Yanmo Douluo finished speaking, he handed a black and white token to Su Yuwei, and said: "You can enter the bottom floor of the Temple of Hunting now. With this quick token, the space channel of the Temple of Hunting Heaven will open automatically. , After entering, practice hard, comprehend well, go now!"
There was a hint of determination in Yanmo Douluo's eyes, and he added: "Don't tell anyone about this matter, including your master, including everyone in Lietian Academy. You are not allowed to come out until you have understood it."
Su Yuwei looked at the palm-sized black and white token in his hand, was taken aback for a moment, and asked, "How old are you?"
"Being picked up by his father, you have to be strong before you can help him improve his soul power. Now you can only let him reach the cultivation base of the Soul Sect. It's just a Soul Sect. It's meaningless."
Yanmo Douluo seemed to have expected that Su Yuwei would ask about the past years, so he replied directly. He glanced at Su Yuwei, and with a wave of his hand, Su Yuwei's figure disappeared.
In the blink of an eye, Su Yuwei had already appeared in front of Lietian Pavilion.
"Kakaka~"
With the shattering of the purple-golden mask, a slightly pale face appeared, Su Yuwei's pupils shrank, and he looked up at the top floor of the Hunting Temple.
The light in Su Yuwei's eyes gradually faded, and he resolutely walked towards the bottom of the Hunting Temple.
He wants to get stronger, get stronger.
The bottom of the Heaven Hunting Palace.
Su Yuwei, who came to the bottom floor, stared at the foggy soul power in a daze. Not only was it his first time to come to the bottom of the Hunting Temple, but it was also the first time he had seen the foggy soul power.
Su Yuwei even wanted to try absorbing it, but his task now was to open the space channel in Yan Modou's mouth.
The bottom of the Hunting Temple is a thick rock, which seems to be the ground where the soldiers of the Hunting Temple smashed into it. Su Yuwei touched the rock under his feet, and a chill entered his body. At the same time, the lightning ionization in his body moved, Directly wipe away the cold air that just entered the body.
Su Yuwei's heart trembled, he didn't dare to stay longer, and took out the black and white token.
The token appeared in Su Yuwei's hand, and the next moment, the soul power at the bottom of the Hunting Temple kept pouring into the token, and so did the soul power in Su Yuwei's body.
At the foot, white lines criss-crossed, and at the cost of consuming half of the soul power in Su Yuwei's body, a formation the size of a table appeared at Su Yuwei's feet.
"Humph!"
Su Yuwei let out a muffled snort, and a force of traction continuously appeared all over his body. At this moment, he seemed to be integrated with the Skyhunting Palace, and the figures of all the soul masters in the Skyhunting Palace appeared, including those from the Skyhunting Palace. On the highest floor, the seventh floor, Yanmo Douluo's figure turned into a mass of sun-like light, which was incomparably dazzling, and on the lower floor of the highest floor, more than a dozen figures appeared.
Among them, two stood up abruptly, as if they had sensed something.
The formation absorbed a lot of soul power, the middle part gradually became larger, and a space channel appeared in front of Su Yuwei.
When the space channel became large enough to jump down by himself, Su Yuwei jumped down without the slightest hesitation.
Su Yuwei was startled, the little soul power left in his body was directly deprived of it, not a single bit left.
The feeling of weightlessness under his feet kept coming to his mind, Su Yuwei simply closed his eyes, and it took an unknown amount of time for the feeling of weightlessness to disappear.
Su Yuwei opened his eyes, only to find that he was in a golden world.
Stepping on the void, Su Yuwei looked forward. In the distance, an old man was sitting cross-legged in front of the golden light. Su Yuwei narrowed his eyes and thought to himself, "There are still people here!"
But his heart sounded in this world.
The old man froze for a moment, then turned his head and looked at Su Yuwei blankly.
Su Yuwei also saw the face of the old man, with gray hair and countless wrinkles on his face, which were dry and stacked together.
"Who are you?"
The old man seemed to have not spoken for a long time, and it took him a long time to spit out three words.
Su Yuwei froze for a moment, quickly bowed, and replied: "Junior Su Yuwei, the disciple of Yanmo Douluo."
Can the people who can appear in this space be simple?No matter how bad he was, he was the veteran of Skyhunting Academy, not to mention the old look of the other party, he could be seen as a big shot of Skyhunting Academy at a glance.
"Am I very old?"
The old man spoke a lot more smoothly this time, but Su Yuwei was startled again, and hurriedly asked, "Senior, can you know what I'm thinking?"
Seeing Su Yuwei's respectful expression, the old man fell into memories, and the things he recalled were directly projected into the sky in the space.
In the image, a huge tiger-shaped soul beast is flying in the sky. Different from ordinary tiger-shaped soul beasts, this tiger-shaped soul beast has a pair of black wings, with demon energy rippling on the wings, and a poisonous tail. A scorpion-like hook.
This soul beast is at least the Ten Thousand Years Dark Devilgod Tiger!
"Young man, do you know a lot?"
The old man smiled lightly. He looked at his memories and murmured to himself: "Unfortunately, I am right about the soul beast, but I am wrong about the year. This is a Dark Devilgod Tiger that has just reached 10 years. The eighth spirit ring!"
When Su Yuwei heard this, his pupils shrank, and the next moment, the sense of oppression directly pressed Su Yuwei to the ground.
"Kakaka~"
There was a sound of bone cracking, and Su Yuwei screamed in pain, ignoring the observation of the old man's strength. If this continues, within three breaths, he will be crushed to pieces by the oppressive feeling released by the old man.
As if hearing Su Yuwei's screams, the old man restrained his sense of oppression, and immediately saw Su Yuwei paralyzed on the ground.
Su Yuwei groaned, his body was broken, not a single bone was intact.
There are nine spirit rings under the old man's feet. What is frightening is that his eighth and ninth spirit rings are actually red 10-year-old spirit beasts.
The old man frowned and said, "The disciple of that fellow Yanmo? Is he too weak?"
The old man thought for a while and moved his fingertips, a ray of soul power entered Su Yuwei's body, and this ray of soul power directly entered Su Yuwei's brain without any hindrance.
"Ding!"
Su Yuwei's head emits white light, which is the head soul bone. The light power hidden in Su Yuwei's head soul bone is activated by this ray of soul power!
As this ray of soul power continuously poured into the soul bone of the head, a large amount of light power was fed back to Su Yuwei's whole body from the soul bone of the head.
Seeing this, the old man breathed a sigh of relief, and murmured: "Fortunately, this young man is still young and has a head spirit bone of the light department, otherwise, he would have been suppressed to death by my coercion... At that time, it will be difficult to explain to Yan Mo !"
After the old man said, he ignored Su Yuwei who was lying on the ground dying, but turned his eyes back to his memories in the sky.
Su Yuwei had a dream. In the dream, he was caught by a mysterious man, and then he was cut up, skinned, bled, and convulsed. It hurt as much as it wanted.
I’ve been busy recently, and I’ve changed my development ideas by the way, and I’ll update it in the future. I need to prepare a new book for the pen and ink, and I’m going to make an internal investment, so I have to be serious. I’ll finish writing this book, but the ending may be more random.
(End of this chapter)