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Extra six crushing battle

Xiao Jiang explained without any ambiguity, which made the three people who were looking for trouble look confused. Nabatuo was stunned for a moment and laughed:

"Young Master Long, Brother Qian, don't you hear this funny? After all, you are masters sent by the Soul Master Guild of the Blood God Empire. Together, even two ninety-five-level titled Douluo are no match for you. If you add me, even

Even peak Douluo can be killed, but they two actually said they wanted to destroy us, tsk tsk, they made it sound like he was a god-level powerhouse."

Ba Tuo is very arrogant, and birds of a feather flock together. The two people named Long Gongzi and Qian are also very arrogant. Xiao Jiang looked at how old they are. The youngest one is Mr. Long who has the highest level of cultivation.

Probably early thirties.

In the Ancient God Realm, when a soul master was in his thirties or forties, it was easy to cultivate to a titled Douluo as long as there were backstage connections and good martial arts. With the powerful vitality of this world, cultivating to the pinnacle and peerless Douluo required more than just relying on it.

If you have abundant vitality, if your foundation is not good enough and your understanding is not good, you will have no choice but to stay in the Titled Douluo world for the rest of your life.

Because of the abundant vitality here, it would be easy for a titled Douluo to live one or two thousand years. However, Bato, who is close to three hundred years old and still at level ninety-one, and having a god-level father to help him, only shows that his own perception is too poor.

Compared to Young Master Long, this guy is only in his early thirties and is already at level ninety-four. If there is no problem, he will soon be able to cultivate to the level of a peerless Douluo, and it is not impossible to even become a god within a few decades.

Without the use of plug-ins like Xiao Jiang, Young Master Long could definitely be considered a genius, but he was willing to sink and hang out with Ba Tuo. Even if he became a god, his future achievements would probably not be very good.

"Do you want to know our background? My father, Long Tengyun, my martial spirit is Dark Dragon, a level 94 assault type Longyuan Douluo, Qian Feng is a level 92 Linglong Pearl martial spirit auxiliary type Yuanxin Douluo.

Ba Tuo is the Xuanling Jade Tiger, and the ninety-one level agility attack type Sky Tiger Douluo. Do you still think you two can be our opponents?

I still advise this person not to go against us and leave Ling Xin to us to deal with. Hello, me, everyone, that is really the best thing."

As he said this, Young Master Long actually looked at Ling Xin proudly with his lustful eyes. Xiao Jiang rolled his eyes. Ling Xin stood out so much that he didn't feel it when he was thinking about him. Ling Xin, who was now his, was being missed by others. This man was sure in his heart.

Big fire.

Xiao Jiang pouted and said:

"I just asked Ling Xin to take care of you. I'm not interested in messing with you. Ling Xin, do it."

"Hahaha... It turned out to be a silver pewter gun head. I put one on display. Tsk tsk. Let the woman block the front. I laughed to death... Hahaha..."

Ba Tuo laughed wildly and the nine soul rings outside his body lit up. The other two people also released their soul rings at the same time. Ba Tuo had one purple, seven black and one red, Qian Feng had one purple, six black and two red, and Mr. Long had five black and four red.

Their strength and background can be seen from the soul rings. Xiao Jiang narrowed his eyes and continued to smoke a cigar. Ling Xin jumped off the stone. Her body shook and a suit of armor had covered all her vitals. Tianxinshen

The armor is light but has extremely strong defense, and there are various soul bone powers integrated into it. The higher the cultivation level, the more powerful the soul bone skills displayed.

In this world, soul armor can be fused before becoming a god. After becoming a god, the soul bones will be expelled and either left to future generations or integrated into the created god armor.

Xiao Jiang had a lot of soul bones. He selected six soul bones and rare materials suitable for Ling Xin to refine this set of divine armor. Ling Xin needed to understand its power.

"Buzz..."

Ling Xin also released her soul ring. Because she had not broken through to the divine level, her soul ring was still six black and three red, which looked worse than Mr. Long. However, as her soul power was released, the peerless Douluo's demigod suppressed her.

Appeared, Mr. Long, who originally coveted Ling Xin, could not help but shrink his eyes slightly and shouted:

"Peerless Douluo, how is that possible? Ba Tuo, didn't you say she is a ninety-fourth level titled Douluo?"

"Hey hey hey..."

Ling Xin slowly gathered momentum and said with a sinister smile:

"Why are you afraid? Don't regret it. You have no other choice but to take action. Be prepared to receive my attack on the Blood Python Crazy Halberd."

As he spoke, Ling Xin jumped up, and a giant blood python appeared around him in mid-air. The Fang Tian Painted Halberd transformed into a martial spirit in his hand turned into three and struck three people separately like the fangs of a giant python.

"Exquisite transformation, increase, acceleration."

As an auxiliary soul master, Qian Feng stepped back and immediately used his auxiliary skills. Two white lights shone on Ba Tuo and Mr. Long. Mr. Long also knew that he had no regrets. Even if he was afraid of Peerless Douluo, he thought that he was so far away from the Blood Jade Tiger God.

Not far from Chengcheng, a fighting atmosphere broke out here. He believed that the Xuanling Jade Tiger Sect Leader and the rest of the Soul Master Guild would realize that as long as they delayed their arrival for a few minutes, this peerless Douluo would be nothing.

Mr. Long felt that Ling Xin's soul skills were very powerful, so he shouted directly for insurance:

"Martial spirit's true form, the roar of the dark dragon."

A giant black dragon suddenly charged up, roaring and biting Fang Tian's painted halberd in mid-air with its big mouth.

At the same time, Ba Tuo's body turned into white shadows that kept flashing, and a pair of sharp claws in his hands kept hitting the painted halberd that was attacking him.

"Boom...click..."

There are several times the gap between Peerless Douluo and Titled Douluo. Those are the levels with the largest level gap before becoming a god. It is very difficult to defeat a ninety-fourth level Titled Douluo at level ninety-five, but once you pass level ninety-six,

There is a huge gap at each level. When you reach the Peerless Douluo Demigod level, you will crush the Titled Douluo.

Ling Xin was not a competition, let alone a test. Xiao Jiang asked her to use all her strength to fight quickly. In addition to not using any martial arts in this first move, she directly used her ninth soul skill.

Even with a full-strength move, Young Master Long, who was 80% faster with the help of assistance, was hit like Ba Tuo. Young Master Long's Dark Dragon was hit so hard that the dragon's body directly hit the rock wall of the valley and broke a piece of stone.

A mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth, but he was only injured. The moment he hit the mountain wall, he jumped up and flew up with the black dragon again, shouting in a deep voice:

"Tianyu Dark Dragon Strike."

During the attack, Mr. Long glanced at the ground. On the ground, the troublesome Batuo had fallen to the ground, with one leg cut off and blood spurting out. In just one move, he was seriously injured by Fang Tian's painted halberd, and was no longer able to fight.

A pair of black wings sprouted from the dark dragon's back, and the huge dragon body circled upwards and then turned over and pounced downwards.

"The eighth soul skill, Black Tiger Sky-Exploding Slash."

As Ling Xin shouted, a colorful black tiger around her roared up to the sky. Fang Tian's painted halberd in her hand turned into a three-foot-sized sword and rolled up. The black dragon rolled with a clicking sound, and Ling Xin rushed into Fang Tian's painted halberd.

The halberd swiped at Qian Feng's waist.

"ah……"

Qian Feng was cut in half as he screamed. As an auxiliary soul master with little combat power, he had no choice but to be slaughtered without protection. At this moment, a black shadow in the sky clattered onto the pile of rocks.

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