The old man touched his chest. The feeling coming from there was true. The young man in front of him was very strange. He neither used his martial soul nor showed his soul ring. He just kicked, thundered and punched.
This put him at a disadvantage.
He now somewhat believed the words of the Holy Ancestor. The young man in front of him was comparable to a ninety-fourth level titled Douluo even in his physical body.
But... that's just the possession of the martial spirit!
The old man's eyes became profound. He looked directly at Zhao Xuan, and the seventh soul ring on his body flickered. It was an equally profound soul ring. Its pitch-black appearance represented his rank and symbolized absolute
A high-level ten-thousand-year soul ring, and the seventh one represents his soul skills!
"The Seventh Soul Skill Martial Soul True Body!"
Different from the previous time when the spirit was possessed and the ghost shadow was absorbed into the body, at this moment the old man's body was glowing with golden light, but there was an illusory beast shadow coming out of his body.
His eyes were bright golden, like two dazzling suns. Among the faint golden light, only these eyes were more conspicuous.
In an instant, the gauze-like golden light began to slowly dissipate, and the pair of golden eyes had grown huge, like two lanterns.
The old man's human body disappeared, and what appeared in front of Zhao Xuan's eyes was a majestic and huge white tiger. The white tiger was about twenty meters long. Even if he stood a hundred meters away, Zhao Xuan was still a giant beast that could only be looked up at.
The white tiger has a slender body, a handsome appearance, its eyes are as golden as the sun, blazing, and its hair is as silver as the moon, emitting a cold light.
The white tiger's soles fell to the ground without making any sound, like an elegant nobleman, walking lightly.
Zhao Xuan clicked his tongue in surprise, thinking to himself that he really couldn't bear to do something so beautiful.
But the old man's voice soon came over: "Boy, continue!"
The corner of Zhao Xuan's mouth curled up slightly, and the first soul ring covered by his spiritual consciousness flashed, and he activated it instantly if he could not move.
Old man, you asked me to do this yourself.
"call out!"
Zhao Xuan's figure flashed and appeared in front of the white tiger transformed by the old man, and then he stepped forward.
Bai Hu, who was immobilized by Zhao Xuan's first soul skill, had confusion in his eyes. He had no resistance and was stamped on the head by Zhao Xuan's foot. A black footprint appeared on the silver-white hair as soft as silk.
Huge power instantly hit the white tiger's body. In front of Zhao Xuan's tiny body, the huge white tiger rolled several times on the ground.
Even though he was forced to roll on the ground, Bai Hu's eyes were still wide open, as if he was thinking about life.
Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?
The body stopped rolling, and the old man remembered, I am Dai Feng, I am in the wilderness, and I am fighting a boy.
But why am I like this?
A strong gust of wind hit, and the old man subconsciously turned over to avoid it. His huge eyes saw Zhao Xuan, who had missed the blow.
His memory gradually became clearer. Just now, this boy seemed to have soul power fluctuations on his body. Soul skills? Soul bones? The old man didn't know, but he understood that it must have been Zhao Xuan's fault.
So the old man became angry. When a tiger is angry, it usually raises its head and roars, while its throat roars low.
The white tiger that the old man transformed into was no exception at this time, so Zhao Xuan was sprayed with saliva in the face so close to him, and Zhao Xuan's long hair was blown by the strong wind.
Zhao Xuan wiped away the water stains on his face, his face looked a little ugly.
He raised his head slightly and looked into Bai Hu's lowered eyes.
The next moment, two groups of light, one golden and one purple, flickered here. The white tiger held a surging golden soul power in his mouth, and the thunder light flashed in Zhao Xuan's hand!
"boom!"
A huge roar resounded in the empty wilderness. Both the White Tiger Soul Power and the Purple Sky Thunder had the ability to destroy evil. Therefore, both were extremely manic, and they were like each other. At this moment, they were at odds with each other.
"call!"
The wind and waves blew by, and the two of them fell back hundreds of meters.
Zhao Xuan looked at the white tiger in the distance, his eyes flashing with light. The white tiger's martial spirit was much more powerful in its true form than when it was possessed by the martial spirit.
However, this is not enough, even if the thunder battle body and the demon god's true body are not used!
The messy grass on the ground suddenly glowed with a faint green light, and then grew crazily in the next moment.
Bai Hu looked down at the ground under his feet, his eyes a little uncertain, because at the moment this green light appeared, he noticed that his soul power began to flow away. Although the soul power passing away every minute and second was not much, if
Over time, that will be a terrifying amount!
What's even more frightening is that his lost soul power and the life energy of the plants on the earth are all converging towards Zhao Xuanzai.
This is the life domain of Zhao Xuan’s fourth soul skill, Time Eternal Solidification!
The old man couldn't help it anymore. If Zhao Xuan was allowed to suck it like this again, he might not even be able to fight anymore, so he jumped towards Zhao Xuan without hesitation.
As soon as the soles of the feet left the ground, the feeling that the body was being hollowed out immediately disappeared.
Bai Hu lowered his eyes slightly, and a flash of light flashed through his eyes. It turned out that only touching the earth would have that effect.
The old man suddenly came to his senses, but his attention was focused on Zhao Xuan. The huge tiger palm fell down, leaving a huge shadow. Wherever the shadow was shrouded, there was a huge pressure to suppress it.
However, this kind of pressure has minimal impact on Zhao Xuan, who has extremely outstanding physical fitness.
With a slight movement of his body, Zhao Xuan escaped from the coverage of the white tiger's palm.
Zhao Xuan floated in the air, the hem of his clothes slowly fluttering in the wind. He suddenly stretched out his right hand, and a dazzling purple-gold color condensed in his eyes.
"Thunder, fall!"
As the right hand slid down, a purple-gold field instantly unfolded, and endless thunder sounds emerged from the void, cheering, jumping, and rumbling like a crazy symphony.
The white tiger was horrified, and immediately a stern look flashed in his eyes. Countless golden souls filled with sharp golden energy were washed away from its body, and the entire earth was churned and plowed over and over again.
On the ground, the white tiger's body exuded golden light, his head raised high, a deep roar came from his throat, and the ninth soul ring on his body lit up.
Even Zhao Xuan's Thunder Domain was forcefully forced away at this moment and could not advance even an inch. Countless golden lights were like golden lightsabers, shooting towards Zhao Xuan crazily.
Zhao Xuan stood proudly in the sky, surrounded by an endless ocean of thunder. Even though the white tiger's sharp golden energy crisscrossed the earth, the sky was still his territory.
Facing the endless golden light, Zhao Xuan's expression remained unchanged, still calm and calm, even if each of these golden lights had the ability to penetrate the soul emperor's body, it was still the same, because he knew his own power very well.
Thunder surged in the sea of thunder above the sky, and there were bursts of heart-stopping thunder, as if the divine thunder was raging.
"Boom!"
At the next moment, accompanied by bursts of thunder, countless thunderbolts fell from the sea of thunder, aiming directly at the white tiger transformed by Mr. Dai. In an instant, the entire world turned purple and gold.
The Purple Sky Divine Thunder fell and collided with the golden light flying towards Zhao Xuan. The golden light was so sharp that even the space was split into cracks. The terrifying pitch-black cracks spread, and there were hidden deep inside.
The darkness is filled with dead silence.
However, it was like this, facing the terrifying golden light of Zixiao Divine Thunder, it was still invincible. The endless divine thunder fell, and the entire void was twisting and collapsing, as if nothing could bear it.
Under the pressure of the divine thunder, the golden light shattered instantly. No matter how hard it worked and how sharp it was, it was still vulnerable to the devastating power of the divine thunder.
The white tiger's pupils suddenly shrank, and the golden light broke into light rain and fell. He could feel the closeness to them because they were all transformed by his soul power.
But suddenly, a bone-chilling chill rose from the soles of its feet, the golden light shattered, and endless thunder fell. Those thunders seemed to be the sword of punishment from heaven, hanging above its head!
The white tiger transformed by the old man closed his eyes subconsciously, and his ears were filled with thunderous and roaring sounds. They seemed to be cheering, as if they were laughing at his overestimation of his abilities.
But gradually, the sound of thunder became smaller and smaller, until finally the heaven and the earth... were completely silent!
Bai Hu's eyes slowly opened, and what he saw was a slender figure, a handsome young man.
Zhao Xuan looked calm and said softly with a smile: "Old man, you lose."
Bai Hu was stunned, and then he let out a long sigh...