Six people gathered together with big eyes and small eyes.
Everyone has a weird look on their face.
Dai Mubai felt embarrassed looking at Zhu Zhuqing.
Tang San looked at Xiao Wu and hesitated to speak, and looked at Ma Hongjun with doubts on his face.
Zhu Zhuqing looked at Dai Mubai who was full of dejection, couldn't help but glance at Lu Yuan in the distance, sighed and shook his head.
Ning Rongrong looked left and right, feeling drunk when facing such a lineup.
Six against one.
It sounds very good, but the premise is that this "six" does not fall apart internally before it is beaten...
"Let me introduce myself first."
"My name is Ning Rongrong, my martial soul is the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, and my soul power is level 26."
With Ning Rongrong speaking first, everyone naturally began to introduce themselves.
"Tang San, Wuhun Blue Silver Grass, soul power is level twenty-nine."
"My name is Xiao Wu, my martial soul is a soft-bone rabbit, and my soul power is level 29."
"Zhu Zhuqing, Nether Civet Cat, soul power level 27."
"Old...cough, my name is Dai Mubai, martial spirit white tiger, soul power level thirty-seven. Don't worry, leave the frontal attack to me."
As if sensing Zhu Zhuqing's cold gaze, Dai Mubai suppressed the title that came to his lips.
The scene of forcefully making the other party angry last time is still vivid in my mind.
Dai Mubai didn't want to make the same mistake again.
After Dai Mubai introduced himself, his voice was not continued.
Everyone looked at Ma Hongjun, who had a bruised nose and swollen face.
Ma Hongjun rolled his eyes vigorously, "I won't introduce myself. Anyway, I will be beaten later, so save your energy on talking first..."
"You gave up before the fight even started. You understand your position quite well!"
Tang San sneered.
Anyone can hear the sarcasm in his words.
"If the boss hadn't stopped me, you would have been roasted into skewers by my Phoenix FireWire!"
"What kind of attack power does the Wasted Martial Soul Blue Silver Grass have?"
Ma Hongjun retorted.
But there is indeed nothing wrong with what I said.
Not to mention the mere Bluesilver Grass, even the powerful plant-type martial spirits still have the weakness of being afraid of fire.
The only difference is how fast it burns.
Tang San clenched his fists, "Lanyin Grass is not a useless martial spirit!"
"You know clearly whether the martial soul is useless or not."
"Stop arguing!"
Ning Rongrong gave a sharp shout and stopped the quarrel between Ma Hongjun and Tang San before the verbal quarrel escalated.
The team configuration is pretty good.
There are strong attacks, agility attacks, control, and assistance.
It's a pity that this team cannot be unified for the time being.
Ning Rongrong felt a headache.
He waved his hand and said, "Which of you knows your opponent's intelligence?"
Although he said that, Ning Rongrong kept looking at Ma Hongjun.
Others were not sure, but as the younger brother, if Ma Hongjun said that he did not know the soul skills of the old Lu Yuan, Ning Rongrong would not believe it.
"He has a special soul skill that can avoid physical attacks, but during the use of this soul skill, he can actively attack others."
Dai Mubai reached out and touched his Adam's apple, and revealed the information he knew.
As if she remembered something, Xiao Wu's eyes suddenly lit up, she raised her hand and said, "He should be able to move far away in an instant."
"Twelve years old, soul power level is forty-six."
"Martial spirit is space, an all-powerful spirit master."
"Before this battle happened, the boss just had a fight with Boss Zhao."
"The result is that the boss won..."
Ma Hongjun smiled bitterly.
It was precisely because he knew that he chose to give up resistance.
What if six people join forces?
Although the paper strength has reached a balance, the hard power is not enough and it will collapse in one blow.
Dai Mubai's expression changed drastically, he grabbed Ma Hongjun's shoulder and shook it hard: "Fat man! Are you serious?"
"of course it's true."
Dai Mubai let go of his hand with an ugly expression, remained silent, lowered his head and leaned against the tree trunk nearby.
Ning Rongrong was furious.
Whether there is a pure elemental martial spirit in this world is still a question mark. Could it be that if the other party says that his martial spirit is space, then it really is space?
Even a titled Douluo as powerful as her Grandpa Gu has a spirit of bone dragon.
The martial spirit of the guy opposite is space?
Ah!
It wasn't her, Ning Rongrong, who looked down on the other party, it was just too outrageous!
"So what if it's the Soul Sect?"
"We have a thirty-seventh-level soul master in our team, and two twenty-nine-level quasi-soul masters, as well as me, the auxiliary soul master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and Zhuqing."
Reaching out to hold Zhu Zhuqing at the side, Ning Rongrong seemed to have regained her confidence.
"Boss Zhao is a Soul Saint."
"Level seventy-six, the martial spirit is the powerful Vajra Bear. It is a martial spirit with extremely terrifying attack and defense power."
Dai Mubai closed his eyes and told the story indifferently, and then added: "We have almost no chance of winning. Even if we can survive a stick of incense under his hand, it is a luxury."
"But it's not like we have no chance of winning."
Tang San stood up.
"His soul power is his biggest weakness, because he is only level 46."
"And when our soul powers are added up, we have at least one hundred and fifty level soul powers!"
"Even if three soul powers are exchanged for one of his soul powers, we can still win!"
Lu Yuan's ears twitched and the corners of his mouth raised for a moment, then returned to their original state.
It seemed that the tactics had been discussed, and the six people simply stood in formation.
Dai Mubai was at the front, Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing were placed at the side, Tang San was in the middle, and Ning Rongrong and Ma Hongjun were at the back of the team.
"It looks like you are ready."
Lu Yuan chuckled lightly, flicked out the afterimage from his fingertips, lit the incense and stuck it on the ground in the distance.
"The seven treasures have names, one is: Power!"
"The Seven Treasures are famous, and the second one says: Speed!"
Following Ning Rongrong's sweet shout, five rays of colored light shot out from the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda in her hand, covering Tang San and others.
Ning Rongrong's time was just right.
It was a little ahead of schedule, with a hint of anticipation, but it didn't violate the rules.
The speed and strength increased by 30% at the same time. Not to mention a roe deer like Tang San, even the prince Dai Mubai felt such a powerful increase for the first time.
"White Tiger Vajra Transformation!"
Black streaks appeared on Dai Mubai's skin.
This is his third soul skill, and the only soul skill that can amplify himself.
Within half an hour while the soul skill lasts, the strength, attack power, defense power and resistance to abnormal conditions are doubled.
Tang San didn't move.
A large amount of bluesilver grass spread crazily from under his feet.
As a control soul master, field control is an indispensable part, especially when fighting a war of attrition.
Although it takes a lot of soul power to control the field, the effect becomes greater the further you get to the later stages.
"White Tiger Fierce Light Wave!"
A ball of white light erupted from Dai Mubai's mouth.
In Ning Rongrong's doubtful eyes, four black soul rings suddenly jumped out. Lu Yuan's eyes moved slightly, and the four amplifications were reattached to his body.
This is the prelude to opening up.
The amount of soul power required to control space is simply massive.
It is no exaggeration to say that from the time he awakened his martial soul until now, Lu Yuan's soul power has never been at full value...
"Be quiet!"
A dazzling silver glow appeared on the fingertips.
Circles of silvery ripples appeared in the air.
This time the ripples were different from the previous ones.
Even Tang San or others can clearly see these regular and irregular ripples!
Lu Yuan took a deep breath, and the soul power in his body was instantly reduced by half.
His fingers suddenly contracted, as if he had caught something, and Lu Yuan lifted them up with all his strength. The semicircular transparent barrier was like a large cover, trapping Tang San and others inside.
Domain, draw the ground as a prison!
