Zhou Qiubai slowly raised his hand and gently wiped away the blood stains on his face.
"Your Soul Skill is driven by Moon Pattern." He said, "Every time it incorporates moonlight, Moon Pattern will light up. Although it is only momentary, but..."
He paused and pointed the tip of his sword at the demon wolf:
"This is enough to finish you off."
Moon Shadow Demon Wolf's pupils suddenly contracted.
This human being actually saw through it?
Impossible.
Its Soul Skill is a gifted magical power that has never been discovered by anyone.
But Zhou Qiubai has moved.
The demonic wolf instinctively wants to blend into the moonlight in order to avoid it.
However, the moment it merged into the moonlight, a sword light had arrived.
The sword light penetrated into the place where it had just disappeared, and there was nothing there.
But in the next moment, the demon wolf's figure was forced to appear.
Although it was not a fatal blow, it interrupted its Soul Skill.
The demon wolf roared angrily and pounced on Zhou Qiubai.
But Zhou Qiubai has retreated.
His movement is extremely fast, and the demon wolf cannot catch up with him.
Every time it tried to pounce on him, he took just the right step and successfully avoided it. Every time it was about to merge into the moonlight, his sword pointed exactly at its Moon Pattern position, interrupting its magical power.
One person and one wolf, chasing each other under the moonlight, with wolf shadows flying everywhere, White Clothes.
After an unknown amount of time, the demon wolf suddenly stopped.
It gasped for breath, and the Moon Pattern on its back had dimmed a lot.
The price of continuous use of Soul Skill is that it consumes a lot of physical strength.
The White Clothes human opposite had a few wounds on his body, but his breath was still stable.
The demon wolf suddenly understood.
This human being never thought of killing with one strike from the beginning.
He is exhausting its physical strength, exhausting its magical power, and exhausting its patience.
Only when it is tired, exhausted, and has its flaws exposed, will he really take action.
Moon Shadow Demon Wolf looked up to the sky and roared again.
The roar was mixed with anger and a hint of...
Fear.
It has lived for thirteen thousand years and has seen countless Soul Masters, but it has never seen anything like this...
How dare you challenge Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Beast even though you are only at level 40?
You can obviously rely on the help of your elders, but you have to face it alone.
Although he was obviously injured, he still refused to retreat.
This human being is simply a lunatic.
Moon Shadow Demon Wolf suddenly turned around and wanted to escape.
It doesn't want to fight a madman.
It hasn't lived enough yet.
But the moment it turned around, a sword light came.
The sword was like a rushing river, with an indomitable momentum, piercing the back of the demon wolf's neck.
The demon wolf roared angrily and forcibly twisted its body. Although it avoided the vital point, the sword tip still penetrated its shoulder blade, and pain penetrated its body.
It couldn't help but turn around and bite Zhou Qiubai.
Zhou Qiubai did not go back.
He let go of the hilt of the sword, leaving White Clothes Sword inside the demon wolf's body. He then used both hands to strike the demon wolf's eyes hard.
The demon wolf instinctively closed its eyes, but the wind still hit its eyelids, causing it to scream.
At this moment, Zhou Qiubai held White Clothes Sword.
The sword turned and stirred inside the demon wolf's body.
The demon wolf let out its final roar, and all its strength exploded, causing Zhou Qiubai to be knocked away.
But it itself staggered a few steps and finally fell.
A black Soul Ring floated from it.
Zhou Qiubai sat on the ground, panting.
He was covered in blood, both his own and that of the demon wolf.
"It's done."
Dugu Bo and Yang Wudi walked quickly.
Dugu Yan followed behind and was shocked when he saw Zhou Qiubai covered in blood.
"Are you okay?"
Zhou Qiubai shook his head and struggled desperately to stand up.
"Soul Ring..." He stared at the black Soul Ring intently, "Absorb it now?"
Yang Wudi quickly inspected his injuries, frowning.
"You're seriously injured, it's best to heal your injuries first."
Zhou Qiubai insisted and shook his head. "The timing is just right."
He walked to the Soul Ring, sat down cross-legged, and closed his eyes.
Soul Ring slowly fell, shrouding him in it.
The next moment, Zhou Qiubai's body began to tremble violently.
Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring's mental attack has begun.
Yang Guyun stood beside him, ready to take action at any time.
Yang Wudi and Dugu Bo were also protecting the law on the left and right, standing ready to interrupt at any time.
Time passes bit by bit.
Zhou Qiubai's face became paler and paler, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his body shivered more violently.
But he gritted his teeth and remained silent.
Dugu Yan has seen Soul Master absorb Soul Ring, but has never seen a level 40 person challenge Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring.
The intensity of that kind of mental attack is terrifying just thinking about it.
"Can he hold on?"
Yang Wudi was silent for a moment and finally nodded.
"It should work."
"Should?"
Yang Wudi stared at Zhou Qiubai with complicated eyes. "For people like him, once they decide something, they will do it even if they die."
Dugu Yan was stunned.
Why did this person get to where he is today?
It's not talent or luck.
It's this energy.
I don't know how much time passed, but Zhou Qiubai suddenly opened his eyes.
That black Soul Ring has completely integrated into his body.
He exhaled a long breath, with a satisfied smile on his face.
"It's done."
Yang Guyun looked at him and said in a rare move, "Congratulations."
Zhou Qiubai stood up and moved his shoulders. Although his body was still injured, his spirit was extremely high and his eyes were brighter than before.
He looked into the distance and suddenly said, "It's your turn."
Yang Guyun nodded.
The five-person team continued to move forward, but this team was a bit exaggerated.
"Boy." Dugu Bo suddenly spoke.
Zhou Qiubai Look back.
"What is your fourth Soul Skill?" Dugu Bo asked curiously.
Zhou Qiubai thought for a while and said, "Invite the Moon."
"Invite the Moon?" Dugu Bo raised his eyebrows, "Just these two words?"
He asked about the effect of Soul Skill, but he didn't ask for your name.
There are endless Soul Skills in the world. Except for some fixed Martial Soul Skills, Soul Skills can be said to be all kinds of weird. Sometimes they may be named lofty, but in fact they are the most powerful ones.
Vice versa.
"The name Soul Skill is originally for assistance." Zhou Qiubai didn't care about this, "It doesn't matter what it is called, as long as it can be used."
Dugu Bo snorted, seeming to be dissatisfied. "You can think about it, the fourth ring of ten thousand years, put it in the whole Douluo Continent, that is something that you dare not even think about."
"Predecessors may have done it." Zhou Qiubai smiled slightly, "It's just that it was not recorded."
Dugu Bo waved his hand, looking a little impatient. "Stop talking about useless things. I haven't read many books, and I don't want to argue with you about this. I just want to say..."
He looked directly at Zhou Qiubai, with some complicated emotions in his eyes. "You kid, you really don't want your life."
Zhou Qiubai couldn't help but laugh, "Senior, who is a cultivator who is not walking on the edge of a knife?"
Dugu Bo was stunned.
"If you want to cherish your life, don't go down this road in the first place." Zhou Qiubai said in a calm tone, "Now that you have left, you should understand that some risks are worth taking, and some levels must be overcome."