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At this time, Long Zhanye secretly sighed in his heart, the teacher's efficiency is so high.
As soon as he returned to the camp, the edict arrived, not too early, not too late, just the right time.
And Long Zhanye saw that Xia Xuanchen behaved submissively when facing the old man.
He had already guessed that this old man was a powerful person with a higher status among the Sun Moon Royal Family.
A being who can actually make Xia Xuanchen and Level 9 Soul Engineer look up to him.
He immediately saluted him. "May I ask, what is your title?"
The old man said one word lightly:
"Shadow."
Later, he added, "Sun Moon Empire Offering Hall, ranked fifth."
As soon as he finished speaking, his figure left the place like Gui Mei.
His figure was erratic, just like a shadow.
At this time, Long Zhanye looked at Xia Xuanchen.
His eyes became cold and sharp again, and he strode over.
He lifted Xia Xuanchen's collar as if lifting a chicken.
Xia Xuanchen's body was lifted high in the air, with his feet off the ground.
Long Zhanye said coldly:
"A coward who is greedy for life and afraid of death, are you worthy of being in charge of the Soul Engineer regiment?"
At this time, Xia Xuanchen was frightened. "The leader... is not... I... I..."
Then, Long Zhanye said, "If you weren't Level 9 Soul Engineer, I would kill you right now."
Level 9 Soul Engineer is a precious talent that is rare in the entire continent.
Although Xia Xuanchen is greedy for life and afraid of death, his Soul Tool production ability is unquestionable.
Just Long Zhanye threw him away, the action was casual and rough.
Xia Xuanchen fell heavily to the ground, staggered and rolled several times, looking disgraced and embarrassed.
He was lying on the ground, shaking all over, with fear on his face. He didn't dare to raise his head or speak.
After doing all this, Long Zhanye has justifiably succeeded as the leader of Evil Monarch Soul Master Regiment.
In his hand, he held the golden edict, and behind him were hundreds of taxi soldiers kneeling on one knee.
But he knew that the storm was coming.
He borrowed a knife to kill Second Sect Master of the Clear Sky Sect. Clear Sky Sect will not give up. The stronger sect leader, Niu Tian, will definitely come for revenge.
Therefore, Long Zhanye had to put Soul Tool Technology down first, and getting over the current difficulties was the most important thing.
So, Long Zhanye took Ye Guyi into the camp.
That tent is the largest and most luxurious one among Evil Monarch Soul Master Regiment. It originally belonged to the former group leader Wang Yiheng and now belongs to Long Zhanye.
Inside the camp, the decoration is gorgeous and practical--
A huge sandalwood table, covered with maps and drawings; a large bed, covered with soft silk.
Several bookshelves are filled with books and scrolls; two Soul Guidance Lamp lights emit soft and bright light...
They have to improve their strength again within a limited time.
Not much time.
Clear Sky Sect's revenge may come at any time, and Niu Tian's figure may appear at any time.
That inevitable, life-or-death battle may begin at any time.
They must be prepared and must become stronger before Niu Tian arrives.
All I could see was Long Zhanye's right arm, Soul Power was wriggling like a worm.
That peristalsis is not a muscle twitch, but the flow of Soul Power--
Those Soul Power were like living things in his right arm, surging, rolling, and swimming under the skin, forming snake-like ridges.
The sight was strange and disturbing, making people's hair stand on end involuntarily.
This scene made Ye Guyi feel a little sick.
She looked at the right arm that was constantly squirming, as if there were countless bugs crawling inside, and her stomach lurched.
She turned her head, covered her mouth, retched a few times, and almost vomited.
Long Zhanye controls Soul Power with his left hand, and gently presses his right arm with his palm to guide the Soul Power in the right direction bit by bit.
At this time, Ye Guyi could also feel the Soul Power between his right arms, which was completely different from the Soul Power aura on his body.
She asked curiously, her beautiful eyes full of doubts and confusion:
"What's wrong with your right arm? Why are there two completely different Soul Powers?"
Long Zhanye said calmly, "This right arm is not mine Second Martial Soul, but was grafted to me by my teacher."
"My right arm contains all the Soul Powers of my teacher's Soul Douluo level."
"I have been keeping it sealed in this arm until now, thinking that I can use it one day when I break through the ban number Douluo."
He paused, and a trace of gratitude and nostalgia flashed in his eyes:
"But now, I have broken through the ban of Douluo, so now, let's turn it into a bargaining chip for us to become stronger."
Everything Long Zhanye said made Ye Guyi confused.
Grafting? Can Martial Soul be grafted?
She has never heard of it, and it does not conform to any common sense and rules of Soul Master World.
But looking at the squirming right arm, enduring the nausea, she still got closer to Long Zhanye.
She believes him.
I saw Long Zhanye stretching out his right arm. The red, scaly arm faced Ye Guyi's palm.
Her palms were as white as jade and as slender as green onions, forming a sharp contrast with his palms.
The two palms came together slowly and gently, as if they were touching a piece of precious porcelain.
In the middle of his palm, there was a golden light flashing, and Soul Power was slowly and carefully flowing from his right arm to the two bodies.
With the Evil Monarch Soul Master Regiment protector outside, Long Zhanye doesn't have to worry about the coming threat for the time being.
All high-altitude Soul Guidance Detector are operating at full power, and any creature that dares to approach will be discovered immediately.
For more than a month.
In more than a month, Long Zhanye and Ye Guyi almost never left the camp.
They sit cross-legged and face each other every day, with their palms facing each other, and the golden light is constantly flowing, transmitting and blending between their palms.
The Soul Power sealed in Long Zhanye's right arm flowed out of his body like a golden river and divided into two streams.
A flow returned to his Dantian and Soul Core, merging with his own Soul Power.
The other flow flows into Ye Guyi's body, blends with her Soul Power, and is absorbed, transformed, and used by her for her own use.
Long Zhanye could clearly feel that the sealed Soul Power in his right arm was decreasing little by little.
And Ye Guyi could clearly feel that a warm Soul Power was pouring into her body bit by bit.
However, after a while, the auras of the two became stronger again.
Ye Guyi skyrocketed again from her eighty-fourth level Soul Power until it reached Level 90!
Title Douluo! She finally crossed the threshold that countless Spirit Master dreamed of but could not cross in their entire lives.
Became a real title Douluo.
Her Eight-Winged Angel Martial Soul suddenly burst into dazzling platinum light at the moment of breakthrough.
No, if you count carefully, the wings on her back are no longer eight, but twelve.
Her Martial Soul evolved again, evolving into Twelve-Winged Angel.
Long Zhanye's Soul Power has been upgraded from level ninety-three to nearly level ninety-four.
Although it is only close and there is no real breakthrough yet, that step is already very close.
He believes that within a few months, he will be able to reach the real level ninety-four!