Chapter 5: The Four God-Given Martial Spirits! Innate Spirit Power Level 40! God-granted martial spirit: Ancient Tree of Life! The aura on his body continued to surge. The level increased by 5 levels to level 37. God-granted martial spirit: Netherworld White Tiger! The level will be increased by 3 levels to reach level 40. Look at the God-given soul ring again. There are as many as 12! ——2 No. 3 God of Destruction and 9 Gods of Speed. Diyihong thought about it. There is no rush to absorb the fourth soul ring, so leave the space empty for now. Maybe it will be useful later.
I put on the space ring and did a scan. Inside is a cube with a side length of 100 meters, which means there are one million cubic meters of space. The 12 God-given soul rings, the God-examination map, the God-examination token, and the analysis of Zhu Zhuqing's preferences were all stored in it. It only occupies a small corner. As expected of Zhu Zhuqing, it’s big enough. then He looked at the Scepter of Destruction in his right hand, the Destruction Condensate in his left hand, the Ancient Tree of Life behind him, and the Netherworld White Tiger on his chest. Four divinely bestowed martial spirits! He was a person who had never practiced martial arts, but he managed to raise his innate soul power to level 40. He asked——Who else? Ignoring the crying old sow below, Diyihong walked out with confident steps. Oscar was so weird. How come this guy, while going to the toilet, not only exploded with soul power, but also started to show off? Urinary stones cleared? I can’t understand. I can’t understand. "Xiao Ao." Diyihong said with a smile: "Let's go and take a look at their exams." "Speaking of this." Oscar responded, "Boss Dai just said that you are exempt from the test? Why?" "Because I'm 12 years old, a three-ring soul master." "." what? "Because my three spirit rings are all millennium level."
"." hiss-- "Because I'm handsome." "." Oscar's expression was exactly the same as the old man on the subway looking at his phone. No! "seriously?" "I admit he's handsome, but he's just a little bit behind me." "But you are 12 years old? Three-ring soul master? Three thousand-year soul rings?" "Just kidding!" How could Diyihong miss this opportunity to show off? He summoned the Scepter of Destruction with his right hand, and three purple-purple soul rings moved rhythmically up and down, shocking Oscar so much that his jaw almost hit the ground. Are you serious? ! ["God of Speed": Xiao Ao's expression is really interesting. ] ["God of Speed": It's a pity that I can't save it, otherwise it would be very interesting to show it to the God of Food. ] Diyihong’s eyes lit up! Sales Road—— 'You can record and take screenshots in the live broadcast room! ' 'As for inviting friends into the live broadcast room' 'Today is my first day of live streaming, let me study it later.' ["God of Speed": This is good. I will study screen recording first. ] [User "God of Speed" sent a gift: "God-given Soul Ring" x 1] Take a look! He would give rewards whenever he was happy, and it was the god-given soul rings he needed - four god-given martial souls, which he was always short of. "Thank you, boss, for the God-given soul ring!" 'The boss is generous!' ["God of Speed": Hearing you shout like that, it feels quite good. ] That is required! Otherwise, why were there so many people in the previous life who would rather eat instant noodles themselves than reward airplanes and yachts?
It’s just the host’s voice. It will be even more exciting when there are more viewers in the live broadcast room. When the time comes, if they have a disagreement, they will start competing for wealth. He reaped the benefits. Just thinking about it is exciting! "Something's wrong." Oscar whispered, "Why is the examiner Mr. Zhao? Shouldn't it be Mr. Dai?" Look up. The short, dark and strong Zhao Wuji was killing people in the field. I kill every kid with one punch. It’s so much fun. Tsk! I hope he can smile so happily when he faces Tang Dachui at night. "Little dance!" Accompanied by Tang San's exclamation. Xiao Wu was blown away, and Tang San rushed over to hug her, groping her up and down with his hands. Um. Just assume he's checking his injuries. "Puff!" Oh! Xiao Wu vomited blood. Tang San's eyes instantly turned red, and he was about to transform into Thousand-Handed Shura. ["God of Speed": Mr. Zhao really wanted to die back then. ] ["God of Speed": But I don't want to see Tang San show off his skills, go up and interrupt him! ] [User "God of Speed" sent a gift: "God-given Soul Ring" x 1] 'Thank you, boss, for the God-given soul ring!' 'Look, I'm interrupting the spell!' Tang San with red eyes hasn't stood up yet. "Bah!" The first Hong roared, shocking everyone present. What the hell? Then the First Hong rushed out and showed his spirit soul the Scepter of Destruction to Zhao Wuji. The three purple thousand-year soul rings made everyone pause for thought.
What is this for? "Don't bully others like this!" The First Hong angrily shouted: "A dignified Seven-ring Soul Saint actually attacked a group of Two-ring Great Soul Masters?" "Do you have any shame?" "Is this the famous Acala?" "A genius that even the Spirit Hall can't catch?" "I came here for you, you are so disappointing!" A few words. Tell Zao Wou-Ki that I won’t do that. I was being scolded, but why did the corners of my mouth curl up involuntarily? ——It was caught as a black carp. Hey! Do you have fans yourself? Diyihong laughed secretly in his heart. 'The little Acala is so easy to control.' ["God of Speed": Don't be like this. Teacher Zhao is very good to us. It's a pity that we didn't have a quota to take him to the God Realm. ] Since the boss has made a request, we must naturally meet it. The first Hong's face turned serious. "Assessment, right?" "Let's start over again. This time I'll be your opponent!" "As long as I can hold out for one stick of incense, everyone else will pass!" "Otherwise, since we came here together, let's go together!" Zhao Wuji came back to his senses. Hey? Wait! Why did you leave? No one else said. The first Hong was a 12-year-old three-ring soul master, with all purple soul rings. If I let him go, Flanders and the others would chop me to pieces! "No fight, no fight." Zhao Wuji waved his hands repeatedly and said—— "My hands were itching just now, so I tested it." "You have all passed the assessment and can all join Shrek."
Tang San glared! If you say you don't want to fight, you won't fight? Didn’t Xiao Wu take that punch in vain? A fight "no!" The first Hong interrupted again—— "It's as if we can't afford to have fun!" "If you don't want to fight, then Dai Mubai will do it?" "It seems that you were originally responsible for the assessment." "Let's fight one-on-one. If I win, everyone will pass the test. If you win, we will all leave together!" Dai Mubai↓ () No! Who did I offend? Zhao Wuji also felt a headache. Are you so grumpy? 彳庍口巴. Zhao Wuji waved to Dai Mubai. "Mu Bai, fight with him. Just stop when it's enough." Hinting at him to let it go. "How about that?" The First Hong said angrily: "The duel between soul masters is sacred! How can you deliberately let them win?" "Dai Mubai, if you do this, I will look down on you for the rest of my life!" "and" The first Hong released all his momentum, and the level 40 pressure made Dai Mubai's face change. Damn! He is already level 37! Why do you feel stressed? Is it Diyihong grinned and said, "Martial Soul Destruction Scepter, Level 40 Strong Attack Control Dual System Battle Soul Master, please! Teach! Me!" Dai Mubai: (person) Zao Wou-Ki: (Д)ノ Others: (●—●)_●)_●) Why? ? ! ! (End of this chapter)
