Fight to start with sign in

As the old man's voice fell, his soul-wind expression was indifferent, and his special identity seemed to have long been used to these eyes.The face is very cold, without any mood swings.Slowly turned around and stepped down the steps of the altar.

Only at the moment when he passed Hun Han, the eyeballs turned, and there was also a hint of mockery in the eyes.There was even a touch of pride.

Hey~

As for the cold of the soul, he was used to it a long time ago.Although he was the thirteen brother of Soulwind; however, the latter did not catch him cold.The relationship between the two is like a stranger.

Not only Soul Cold and Soul Wind, but also among the other children of the Emperor Soul Heaven.Even if he was polite on the face, he actually didn't know how many trips he had made secretly.All the battles in this are not for gaining the position of the young soul clan chief.The position of the young patriarch of the soul race is like... a battle for reserve position in the empire!

"Look, he finally went up!"

"After so many years, it's still unreasonable, which is really surprising!"

"Who says no? Even an ordinary descendant of our Soul Race can become a weak fighter. However, he can't even break through the most basic fighting spirit. It's really a fighting chicken in waste. !"

"Just, what is he holding in his hand?"

On the square, everyone talked about Kunhan.It seemed that they, who were not as talented as Soul Wind, could find such a sense of superiority in Soul Han.As for the coldness of the soul, he has long been accustomed to these cynicism.Soon, they noticed the strange thing in Kun Han's hand.

At this time, a lollipop was licked by Kun Han.

Due to the identity of the thirteen sons of the Hunhanxun Heavenly Emperor, these cynicisms were very different from what Xiao Yan had experienced. They could only lower their heads and whisper, and did not dare to make a loud noise.

The expression was calm along the way, and he stepped to the side of the Dark Soul Stele. Kun Han couldn't help but set off ripples in his heart.Finally, he has to complete the task of signing in the first place.

Under the gaze of the public's attention, Hun Han held the foundation lollipop in one hand, and slowly touched the Dark Soul Stone Tablet with the other.Immediately afterwards, the Dark Soul Stele lit up with a slight light.Five words appeared on the Dark Soul Stele: Fighting Qi, a paragraph!

Uh~

Everyone's faces were stunned, dumbfounded.Subsequently, the cheers continued:

"Yes, yes, congratulations to Young Master Hunhan, he can finally temper his body with vindictive energy!"

"Yes, Young Master Hunhan, keep going. I believe you will be able to become a true fighter one day!"

"Master Hunhan, in six years, you can reach a period of fighting spirit. I believe it will take you at most sixty years to be able to enter the ranks of fighters!"

With the appearance of the font on the Dark Soul Stone Tablet, everyone around them encouraged Soul Cold.

Uh!

Hunhan looked unmoved, and greeted these "blessings" indifferently.As if everything doesn't concern yourself.

If, if Hunhan is in the home of ordinary people, these words are naturally not the slightest fault.However, here is the soul race that respects the strong and ranks the bottom of the outstanding people.These seemingly supporting words are actually just mocking his soul cold in disguise.

After all, any disciple just now has the cultivation base of the seven stages of fighting spirit.And his cold soul was the lowest fighting spirit.

For this, Kunhan was not worried at all.He only licked more than half of a base-building lollipop, and he went from no fighting spirit to a stage of fighting spirit.This is the first breakthrough in six years.

Every time Hunhan licked the base-building lollipop, Hunhan could feel a sweet energy, flowing down his throat, infiltrating his blood, and then moisturizing his internal organs.

There are still forty-nine such lollipops.Breaking through to the realm of a fighter is just a matter of time for Hun Han.

On the one hand, the old man of the soul race who was in charge of the test, looked at the calm soul, and said in his heart: Unexpectedly, this son's mind is so tough.Faced with these cynicism, even adults will experience mood swings.However, he has no mood swings at all.It's a pity, this talent...it is...it is...really...too useless!What an unattainable existence is his father and his mother.Why did you give birth to such a waste son?

The old man of the soul clan sighed lightly without a trace, and said loudly: "Soul cold, fighting qi, one stage, level, low level; blood, nothing!"

Bloodline, nothing!

That's right, there is no energy fluctuation in the space around the Dark Soul Stele.This shows that there is no trace of Dou Emperor bloodline in Hun Han's body.In other words, Hunhan is an ordinary person in a bad street.

Bloodline, nothing!

As the authoritative voice of the old soul clan fell, the surrounding was silent.It's just that the ridicule in each of their eyes is extremely strong.Due to the face of the Emperor Soul Heaven, none of them dared to have any mockery about it.That face that wanted to laugh but couldn't laugh, not to mention how funny it was.

"Ding Dong!"

"Do you sign in on the Dark Soul Stone Tablet of the Soul Race?"

"Sign in!"

Without any hesitation, Kun Han signed in immediately.

"Ding Dong!"

"Congratulations, complete the location sign-in task, sign-in on the dark soul stone tablet of the soul race, and obtain: Saint Bloodline."

"Ding Dong!"

"The system has issued a new location sign-in task. Please sign in at the Soul Clan’s Cangshu Pavilion. Do you receive the sign-in task?"

Library?

Hunhan hesitated!

The Book Collection Pavilion of the Soul Race is very similar to the Dou Ji Pavilion of the Xiao Family. Only when they are adults, or when they have stepped into the realm of combatants, can they be qualified to enter an important place.Only the "Emperor Capital" is qualified to own the Cangshu Pavilion of the Soul Race.As for the city in the independent space of the Soul Race, there is only the second-class Dou Ji Pavilion.

In other words, if Hunhan wants to sign in at the Cangshu Pavilion, unless he waits another ten years, or his cultivation reaches the realm of a fighter.Otherwise, there is no other way.

However, the reality is not optimistic.After today, according to the rules of the soul clan, with such a poor talent, his soul cold will be assigned to one area.At that time, it will be very difficult to sign in at the library.

"receive!"

Even if the task was so difficult, Hunhan still accepted the sign-in task at the library without any worries.

"Ding Dong!"

"Congratulations, you successfully received the sign-in task. Please complete the sign-in at the Cangshu Pavilion of the Soul Race."

"Okay, next one, Soul Yutong!"

"and many more."

Hun Han did not leave the altar, bowed and bowed to the old soul clan who presided over the test, and said crisply: "Elder, I was in a bad condition just now. Please let me test it again!"