At the same time, the circle of black Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring behind the young man surnamed Xu also made waves as before the start of Soul Skill.
This is Blood Tiger Soul Spirit given by Mental Attribute Soul Ring.
Blood Tiger, first famous in history, appeared as Martial Soul, the half-brother of Huo Yuhao, which not only gave the host the characteristics of becoming more fierce as the war progressed, but its Martial Soul derivative, Soul Power, also possessed the not-so-low Mental Attribute.
Now transformed into Soul Ring, it happens to be combined with Three-Eyed White Tiger's third target: Spirit Eyes to form a powerful spiritual type Soul Skill.
Holding the Wu Jue Stone and facing the white tiger's fierce light wave, Long Zi Jing couldn't help but frown slightly when he saw the golden sun wave in the vertical pupils.
"The power of destiny?"
"It's just a trace, but it's inherited so stably."
He couldn't help but turn his head and look far away at Star Dou Great Forest, Golden Pupils flashed with questions:
"Gu Yuena, Di Tian,"
"Your inaction and negligence have added another bumpy road to my recovery of the Dragon Clan."
The young man named Xu suddenly raised his right hand, and the three fingers in the middle touched his forehead.
The index finger and ring finger touch the left and right eyelids of the vertical pupil;
My middle finger touches the sparkling sun pattern.
"Fourth Soul Skill..."
The prefix is no longer the "white tiger" of the first three Soul Skill.
But...
"Spirit Eye Fated Gaze."
An inch of spiritual light burst out in the vertical pupils, carrying a ray of golden power of destiny and striking towards the person approaching step by step.
When being stared at by this Spirit Eyes, an illusion that everything around me is frozen, a sense of immediacy locked by fate, suddenly occurs.
The golden aura passed through the air silently, and even the time and space on the path seemed to have stopped...
Fortunately, the pair of Long Zijin and Golden Pupils quickly turned purple.
Will of Destruction suddenly came to mind and blocked this strange sure-hit attack.
"I originally thought of using only Soul Elder level strength to deal with you, to show fairness."
"It's a pity that you used the inheritance of your ancestors, which is a power that does not belong to humans."
That golden spiritual attack gradually turned into spiritual power and dissipated outside Will of Destruction.
The young man surnamed Xu "Guteng" fell to his knees.
Just when Long Zijin walked up to him and was about to win with a punch, the corners of his mouth stained with blood reluctantly burst out into laughter. "Hmph~"
"Although I don't understand what you are talking about, and I don't know why your spiritual cultivation is so strong."
"But my move Soul Skill..."
"Every shot will hit!"
Brush--
The inch of spiritual light that was blocked by Will of Destruction suddenly shot out a ray of gold and passed through the will barrier extremely smoothly.
Long Zijin was surprised. "Isn't this a spiritual attack? This is..."
But that ray of golden light had already penetrated into his eyebrows in the blink of an eye.
In an instant, he Golden Pupils lost all color and his eyes drooped...
"Ahem." The young man surnamed Xu spit out the blood in his mouth and showed a winner's smile.
He stood up and said, "I, White Tiger Lineage, have two generations and three gods from my ancestors. Such a weight is not something you, Sun Lineage, can bear."
"And this is why Federal Council's combat power core is called War God Temple, instead of calling you Purple Dragon God Hall."
He dispersed his Martial Soul Possession state, stretched out his hand to touch the most beautiful face in the world so close at hand, and said with great pride, "Come back with me."
"When I take power, for the sake of your face, I will continue to tolerate you Sun Lineage fooling around in the Xu Family."
But the next moment, before he could even touch his skin, his wrist was grabbed with a loud "snap".
When Ultimate Strength is applied, the bone meridians crackle, causing a heart-breaking, twisting pain.
The pain made the young man named Xu kneel down on one knee again.
I saw that the eyes under the purple hair gradually lifted.
The pair of Golden Pupils also regained their vitality.
Long Zijin looked at the other party's face that was distorted by severe pain, and asked indifferently, "Why do you think that with this little power of fate, you can control me?"
Do you really think of him as an ordinary three-ring Soul Elder?
The reason why he fell into a trance before was because he, Sub-Dragon Progenitor, was performing his duties: studying the golden power of destiny on Sea of Consciousness, so as to explore a way to restore Soul Beast Clan's luck.
It's a pity that within less than two seconds of studying Goddess of Love and Angel God, the power of fate was exhausted in the mental space...
When he came back to his senses, looking at the hand that was about to touch his cheek, Long Zijin's eyes flashed with disgust. "A descendant of the usurper, are you worthy of touching me?"
The angry Amethyst Fist struck out again with a "gimmick" sound!
The young man surnamed Xu had a sense of crisis in his heart, and a piece of Battle Armor, which was extremely expensive to make, was generated at an extremely fast speed from his chest...
But this dragon fist, ignited by anger, had already been upgraded to one level on the basis of Ultimate Strength, and with the power and potential to destroy all things, it hit One-Word Battle Armor's breastplate.
The cracks spread like a spider web.
The piece of chest armor turned into pieces under Amethyst Dragon Fist and shot away, carrying its owner straight away for dozens of meters. Finally, it hit the floor tiles with a "snap" and rubbed a long human-shaped "scratch".
Blood and water flowed from the mouth of the young man surnamed Xu like a spring, as if they were free of charge.
Heavenly Phoenix Douluo stood on the steps, holding the hilt of Di Guangming's knife that was about to be unsheathed with one hand, and said kind words, "Sacred Crown, please calm down, your machete is neither light nor heavy. War God Temple I won't be able to explain..."
With the other hand, he called the assistant behind him and rushed down with several healing Soul Master.
"Hmph!" Holy Dragon King then released his hand from drawing the sword.
The luster of the amethyst faded before his eyes, and Long Zijin asked, "Sister Yaozhu, who got it first?"
"Huh..." Leng Yaozhu's expression relaxed, and his tone was full of complexity. "Yes, I got it."
"Putting aside the process, Soul Elder is ten years old and ranks first on the list of young geniuses."
"You gave me, gave us Spirit Pagoda a big, big surprise."
Speaking of this, Leng Yaozhu suddenly said with great seriousness, "So, please promise me something."
"When you come back, you must try to fight for the position of Spirit Envoy, because it is related to the inheritance rights of the chief and deputy tower masters."
"And I believe that you can think of this as Sea God Pavilion Master, taking our Spirit Pagoda to a whole new level!"
"Okay." Long Zijin nodded in agreement.
But he also put forward a condition. "Then sister Yaozhu, please do something for me too."
"Oh? What is it? Just say it." Leng Yaozhu began to imagine how difficult it would be.
But Long Zijin said inexplicably, "Sister Yaozhu, please tell Federal Old Imperial Family personally that the heir of the Xu Family was defeated by me."
"Remember, the entire Federal Old Imperial Family is informed through formal channels, and I must be mentioned."
But Leng Yaozhu, who had learned about the Xu Family's faction issues, understood Long Zijin's approach in a second, but still nodded and agreed.
Suddenly, the air became quiet.
The atmosphere that dragon and phoenix are about to part ways quietly spreads...