Six are all ten thousand years?
Is this even a human being? This completely goes against Soul Master World's common sense!
Jian Chen's original plan to teach Lin Ye a lesson was shattered by these six black Soul Ring at this moment.
However, the shock was not over yet.
Lin Ye looked at Jian Chen with a dull face, and sneered and said:
"Don't worry, there's another one."
Then the seventh Soul Ring also slowly appeared.
It is Hundred-Thousand-Year Spirit Ring!
The moment the red Soul Ring appeared, Jian Chen was so frightened that his legs softened and he almost knelt on the ground.
He took three steps back, breathing heavily, his eyes filled with extreme fear.
Hundred-Thousand-Year Spirit Ring!
He is an eighty-nine-level Soul Douluo who has never even seen Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast. The opponent is a Soul Sage and actually owns Hundred-Thousand-Year Spirit Ring!
On the viewing platform.
Chrysanthemum Douluo was holding on to the railing with both hands, looking shocked.
"One hundred thousand years...Seventh Soul Ring is one hundred thousand years..." Chrysanthemum Douluo muttered incoherently.
He is a dignified Titled Douluo, and the ninth Soul Ring is also a black Soul Ring that is tens of thousands of years old.
This guy not only upgraded to more than ten levels in the past six months, but also got a Hundred-Thousand-Year Spirit Ring back?
Bibi Dong is sitting on the chair, remaining calm on the surface, but not calm on the inside either.
She stared hard at the red Soul Ring.
Bibi Dong also has Hundred-Thousand-Year Spirit Ring, so she knows very well how terrifying physical fitness and Spiritual Power are required to absorb a Hundred-Thousand-Year Spirit Ring.
Lin Ye did it at level seventy!
"What is this kid's body made of?" Bibi Dong was secretly shocked in his heart.
She looked at Lin Ye in the center of the field, and an idea came to her mind.
"Since this kid can obtain Hundred-Thousand-Year Spirit Ring, his future achievements will definitely be higher than mine. If Spirit Hall is given to him, he will definitely be able to unify the continent."
Center of the venue.
Lin Ye moved his neck and made a clicking sound of bones rubbing together.
He looked at the frightened Jian Chen opposite him and raised his fingers.
"Uncle, don't be stunned, start quickly, I'm in a hurry."
Jian Chen swallowed and realized that he had hit a brick wall today.
Facing a monster with six Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring and one Hundred-Thousand-Year Spirit Ring, any temptation or reservation is courting death.
If he didn't use all his strength, he might not even have a chance to take action.
"Fight!"
Jian Chen bit his finger and used the severe pain to wake himself up.
He held the giant sword tightly with both hands, and the Soul Power in his body was poured into the sword without any reservation.
Then the Eighth Soul Ring under his feet suddenly lit up with a dazzling light.
Jian Chen launched his strongest attack without any hesitation.
"Eighth Soul Skill, Giant Sword Heavenly Punishment!"
I saw Jian Chen raising the wide black giant sword with both hands. As Eighth Soul Ring shined, the air behind him was distorted.
An illusory giant sword thirty meters long quickly condensed and took shape above his head.
This giant sword was completely compressed from Soul Power. The blade was surrounded by strong airflow, cutting deep ravines into the granite on the ground.
Jian Chen's face is pale, and the veins on his forehead are popping up. To maintain this Soul Skill, a large amount of Soul Power needs to be consumed.
"Holy Son, take the move!"
Jian Chen roared angrily, held the sword with both hands, and struck Lin Ye hard.
The 30-meter-long illusory giant sword above his head, with the momentum of Mount Tai, went straight to Lin Ye's head and smashed it.
This blow is extremely powerful, enough to instantly kill an ordinary Soul Douluo.
Lin Ye stood there, looking up at the huge sword that smashed down on his head and face.
Not only did he not dodge, but he let out a sneer.
"Use the eighth Soul Skill when you come up? Can't you afford it?" Lin Ye joked loudly,
"I'm standing here, do I scare you that much?"
Before he finished speaking, the Sixth Soul Ring under Lin Ye's feet lit up instantly.
"Sixth Soul Skill, Evil Tiger Annihilation Strike!"
Lin Ye didn't make any unnecessary movements. He just raised his right hand, turned his five fingers into claws, and swung a claw casually towards the falling giant sword.
"Whoosh!"
As he waved, the surrounding black and purple evil energy and violent thunder and lightning instantly gathered in his right hand.
A fifty-meter long black and purple slash appeared out of thin air!
This slash is entirely composed of extremely compressed evil energy, lightning and wind attribute power.
The slash cut through the air, reaching its peak.
Jian Chen looked at the fifty-meter-long black and purple slash, and his eyes widened instantly.
"What!" Jian Chen shouted desperately in his heart.
The next second.
Two terrifying energies collided in mid-air.
However, Lin Ye's black-purple slash easily cut through Jian Chen's thirty-meter-long illusory giant sword.
"Crack!"
A crisp cracking sound sounded.
The eighth Soul Skill, which Jian Chen is proud of, did not even hold on for a few seconds in front of Evil Tiger Annihilation Strike. It was broken into two pieces in the middle, and then exploded into pieces, turning into Soul Power light spots all over the sky and dissipating in the air.
Lin Ye's black and purple slashes continued to fly forward with great speed, and went straight to Jian Chen's chest.
Jian Chen was scared to death.
He quickly put the physical giant sword in his hand across his chest, trying to block this powerful blow.
"Boom!"
The black and purple slashes hit Jian Chen's giant sword hard.
Violent thunder and lightning and evil spirits erupted instantly, swallowing Jian Chen whole.
"Poof!"
Jian Chen felt an irresistible force hitting him.
The giant sword in his hand flew out, and there was a muffled sound of broken bones in his chest.
He raised his head and spit out a large mouthful of blood, and his whole body flew backwards.
After flying dozens of meters, Jian Chen fell heavily to the ground, making a big hole in the granite floor.
Then he twitched twice in the pit, rolled his eyes, and fainted from serious injuries.
This all happened very quickly.
Lin Ye slowly put down his right hand, yawned, and said with a bored look:
"It's too weak, it doesn't even count as a warm-up."
Inside Soul Fighting Arena, there was complete silence.
Only Jian Chen's broken giant sword fell to the ground in the distance with a clanging sound.
On the viewing platform.
Chrysanthemum Douluo took a deep breath of cold air and felt his scalp numb.
"One move... one move to defeat an eighty-nine-level Soul Douluo?" Chrysanthemum Douluo said in shock.
He knew Lin Ye was strong, but he didn't expect it to be this strong.
That was the eighth Soul Skill of level eighty-nine Soul Douluo! Even an ordinary Titled Douluo wouldn't dare to be so powerful and break it with just a wave of one hand.
This kid's attack power has completely reached the threshold of Titled Douluo, or even stronger!
Bibi Dong sat on the chair, looking at Jian Chen who passed out, feeling very satisfied.
She turned to look at Chrysanthemum Douluo and said calmly:
"Now it seems that Soul Douluo-level opponents no longer pose any threat to Lin Ye. His current strength can completely confront Titled Douluo."
Bibi Dong stood up and raised his chin towards Chrysanthemum Douluo.
"Chrysanthemum Elder, go ahead and use your Titled Douluo strength to test his bottom line."
Chrysanthemum Douluo Hearing this, he immediately stood up straight and put away his usual cynicism.
"Yes, His Holiness the Pope. That's what I have in mind. I want to see how many more surprises this kid can bring me."