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Chapter 411 One Hundred Thousand Years Spirit Ring

Everyone looked at the old woman. The old woman had silver hair all over her head and wrinkles on her skin. Her clear eyes were very calm and did not waver in the slightest due to the gazes of the people around her.

Someone in the audience recognized the old woman's identity, frowned and murmured in a low voice: "She is the head of Qingfeng Mountain, why did she stand up?"

The sectarian community is only that big. Even if there is no intersection between sects, you can still recognize who is the leader of which sect.

Discussions rang out from the audience, and everyone looked at the old woman in surprise, even Tang Xiaotian.

Qingfeng Mountain is a small sect within the Tiandou Kingdom. The disciples in the sect are mainly plant-type martial spirits. There is nothing special about it. It is an out-and-out small sect.

The old woman who stood up was the head of Qingfeng Mountain. She had always been relatively low-key. According to legend, her strength was only about that of a first-time Soul Saint.

Zhao Xuan's eyes fell on the old woman, his eyes condensed slightly, and then slowly narrowed,

His spiritual consciousness is far-reaching, and the entire Yanbo City and even the wide area outside the city are covered by his spiritual consciousness. All soul masters are under his control, and any fluctuations in soul power can be captured by him.

And when his consciousness fell on the old woman at the foot of the court, his omnipotent consciousness was like mud sinking into the sea, without any reaction.

"Can't you even detect the fluctuations in soul power and mental fluctuations?"

Zhao Xuan thought about it for a moment, and then quickly sent a message to several titled Douluo beside him.

"Everyone, this old woman is a bit weird, please pay attention."

Bone Douluo and the others looked straight and cheered up.

On the ring, the master seemed a little stunned. It took him a long time to come back to his senses and asked her again: "Is Master Qingfeng serious?"

The old woman nodded calmly, not paying attention to the comments around her.

But at this moment, even the sect disciples behind her were looking at her in confusion. A female soul master behind her asked cautiously: "Sect Master, are you serious?"

The old woman turned her head slightly to look at her, as if there was a divine light flashing in her eyes, sharp as a knife, which hurt the female soul master's eyes.

"Can you still be joking if you're not serious?"

The old woman said indifferently, and the female soul master felt cold in her heart. Suddenly, she felt that the originally amiable sect master had become a bit strange.

The master on the stage took a breath, took a deep look at the old woman and asked: "Who is the leader of Qingfeng Sect ready to challenge?"

Everyone at the scene held their breath. Although many people thought that the Qingfeng Sect Master was just here to join in the fun and make a name for the sect, some people saw the clues and realized something was wrong.

The old woman's eyes swept over Bone Douluo and Tang Xiaotian in turn, and finally fell on Zhao Xuan. Zhao Xuan looked at the old woman with interest, but found that her eyes still had no fluctuations, and were terrifyingly deep.

Just when everyone thought that the old woman would challenge Zhao Xuan, the old woman turned her eyes and said to Tang Xiaotian: "I want to challenge the Haotian Sect Master, what is the Haotian Sect's plan?"

Tang Xiaotian was startled for a moment, then glanced at the old woman and said, "Please!"

The old woman was about to go on stage when Zhao Xuan suddenly stood up.

"etc!"

Whoosh!

Countless pairs of eyes looked at Zhao Xuan. Zhao Xuan looked as usual and said to the old woman calmly: "This battle involves Xiaotian Douluo. I don't think I can stand the fight of Titled Douluo even if I come to this arena. Why don't we move outside the city?"

how?"

The old woman stood there, took a deep look at Zhao Xuan and said, "Okay."

Zhao Xuan smiled, then cupped his hands to everyone in the audience and said: "Everyone, please move outside the city!"

Naturally, everyone in the audience had no objections, but they were just a little impatient, especially the young disciples of the sect who seemed very excited. After all, this was a Titled Douluo level battle, which was rare to see in a lifetime!

The city guards responsible for maintaining order quickly opened a procession to the outside of the city, and various sects formed a mighty procession and rushed out of the city.

The wilderness outside the city looked very desolate. There were originally many lush plants here, but due to several battles between the Tiandou Empire and the Wuhun Palace, a fairly large area was plowed into flat ground.

Looking up, there are even mountain peaks that have been cut off in half, and patches of forest have been submerged by falling mud and rocks.

The old woman and Tang Xiaotian looked at each other in the distance, hundreds of meters apart. This distance was not too far for a Titled Douluo-level expert, but it also gave them enough time to react.

Tang Xiaotian looked at the old woman opposite with a serious expression. His intuition told him that the old woman opposite was very strong, even stronger than him!

Although he didn't know what she used to hide her aura, he could feel the strong pressure coming from the old woman's body, which was the aura of a strong person!

Maybe the old woman had something to hide before, but now she doesn't hide it.

Thousands of meters away, the audience, with red ears and red necks, looked excitedly at the two figures in the distance, and kept discussing with their companions.

Zhao Xuan's figure fell into the void, glanced at the two of them and asked: "Are you two ready?"

The old woman and Tang Xiaotian nodded at the same time, looking at each other closely.

Zhao Xuan glanced vaguely at the rolling green peaks not far away, then looked back into the field and said in a deep voice: "Start!"

call!

The moment Zhao Xuan finished speaking, two sky-high soul power fluctuations suddenly erupted, and in just a split second, the two of them summoned their own martial spirits.

What appeared in Tang Xiaotian's hand was a huge black-gold iron hammer. Although the hammer looked simple and unrealistic, the air seemed to solidify the moment it appeared, and the audience in the distance stared intently.

holding the hammer in his hand.

"Haotian Hammer!"

Some people's eyes were excited, and some people's eyes were complicated. This world's first martial soul finally appeared in the eyes of the world again after nearly twenty years.

Although the Clear Sky Hammer was attractive, many people also focused their attention on the old woman. The old woman was holding a long sword with a graceful and exquisite shape. The whole body of the long sword was icy blue, and at the moment it appeared, the ground even

It was covered with a thin layer of frost, and a refreshing chill spread in all directions.

What made countless people's pupils shrink even more was the nine-circle soul ring slowly rising under the old woman's feet!

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, red!

The nine soul rings were like rotating divine wheels, floating quietly around the old woman's body, and the last one, which was so red that it seemed like it could bleed, plunged the whole place into a kind of deathly silence.

The wind howled in the wilderness, but the noisy human voices just now disappeared without a trace in an instant.

At this moment, even Zhao Xuan, Bone Douluo and others were staring at the calm old woman, and the shock in their hearts was like waves.

"One hundred thousand year soul ring!"


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