The second generation of the opening spirit

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The next day.

It is another battle, and the remaining fifty young people will decide twenty-five.

Today's race comparison is also very exciting, but the soul show did not go.

Today, he came to the top of the back mountain early.

Absorbing the fighting spirit from heaven and earth, gradually recovering from his injuries, preparing for the clan comparison tomorrow.

He wants to meet the unknown beginning of tomorrow in the best state.

To watch the rest of the game?

He has no such thoughts at all.If you look at other people's minds, isn't it good to work hard to improve your own strength?

...

...

The next day.

Today is the third day of Zambia.

It's still the martial arts stage.

But the number of people on the top is half less, the soul show, the soul wind, the soul ring, the soul light, the soul seeking, etc., are among the younger generation of the soul race.

Soul Chaos looked at the younger generation in front of him, his eyes raised slightly.

A wave of the palm.

Fifty light groups appeared in the void like this.

Soul Chaos introduced faintly: "There are numbers from one to fifty in the light group here."

"One to fifty, two to forty-nine."

"Catch it!"

call out!

call out!

...

Everyone is using tricks, and each light group is flying towards them.

The soul show still did not move.

He is still ready to catch the last one.

After everyone was caught, Soul Xiu's palm sucked, and the last light ball fell into his hand.

"Number one."

Looking at the number in his hand, Hunxiu was slightly stunned.

Last time, his last catch was one hundred.

This time, he was also the last to catch, it turned out to be one.

Is this a wonderful arrangement of fate?Or is it someone deliberately doing it?

The former is unlikely, while the latter is a little bit more likely.

Seeing everyone got the ball of light.

Soul Chaos shouted: "Number one, number fifty come out."

Hunxiu slowly stood up holding his wooden sword, and many people were taken aback when he watched him stand up.

Soon afterwards, he came back to his senses and mourned for three seconds of silence for the opponent of the soul show.

In this first game, I met the hard stubble of the soul show. Did this offend the goddess of luck in the previous life?

Xiaopang Dunhun looked at the numbers in his hand, rather helpless, and muttered with a sad look: "Why am I so unlucky? I just met the soul show, and it was the first game."

"grass……"

This is a plant.

Just a single sentence of "grass", it all expressed the helplessness of the soul at this time.

The soul came out slowly.

Seeing the soul-dan who came out, everyone was silently mourning for the soul-dan, and at the same time secretly rejoicing that he finally escaped.

...

"Brother Hunxiu, come on."

Gu Xun'er on the high platform cheered for the soul show with his small fists.

This lovely scene made everyone on the high platform cute.

"Ok."

Gu Xun'er's voice fell in Hunxiu's ears. He looked at Gu Xun'er, smiled at her, and nodded slightly.

Then, looking at the gradually coming Hun Dan, Hun Xiu didn't intend to let the other party one move, three moves were stupid.

He held his wooden sword tightly in his hand, and said, "Hunxiu, please advise."

"amount……"

Hun Dan was shocked when he saw that Hun Xiu was so "formal", and his body couldn't help but backed away.

Hun Dan looked at the soul show holding a wooden sword, like an immortal.Dance God e-book www.wstxtxs.com

He can't afford the least resistance.

Grunt.

Hun Dan swallowed, and said with a trembling voice: "Hun... Hun Dan, my name is Hun Dan."

Soul Chaos saw that both the 1st and the 50th came out.

He couldn't help but stepped back and gave them the stage to a younger generation.

Soul Chaos said: "Please start your performance!"

"Ok."

As soon as the voice of the soul primordial chaos fell, the soul show gathered the fighting wings, and the terrifying fighting spirit swept out of the body.

The body rose slowly.

The power between the world and the earth became violent.

If the previous soul show made people feel like an ordinary handsome guy.

Well.

The soul show at this time is the domineering side-leaking, peerless sword saint who is above the world, holding a wooden sword, and can stand and cut through the sky with a single sword.

Hun Dan swallowed when he saw the spirited and domineering soul show at this time.

Said: "Wait a minute."

"Hunxiu, wait a minute, wait for me to say something."

He could feel that Soul Show was brewing a sword at this time, and when he was brewing, he was about to lie down.

His soullessness definitely does not allow the "one sword" of the soul show to continue brewing, once it is completed.

Unfortunately, his soul is weak.

Hunxiu seemed to have not heard the words of Hun Dan at all, still brewing his own sword.

Wait?

How can you wait?

Think of his soul show as a concession, wait a moment at this critical time, his soul is too dear to himself.

The power between heaven and earth madly gathered towards him and gradually merged into his wooden sword.

The original plain wooden sword contained the power to destroy the world at this moment.

"amount……"

The soul was stunned.

Why doesn't this follow the script?

He shouted to wait, why the other party didn't even intend to stop.

Sensing the terrifying power contained in the soul show long sword, the soul lightly understood that he couldn't catch it.

His legs couldn't help shaking at this time, cold sweat appeared on his back, and his forehead betrayed him.

All are cold sweats.

Obviously.

Facing the soul show.

In the face of such a domineering Soul Show, Soul Dan was very scared, especially when he saw the Soul Show brewing a sword at this time.

He was even more scared.

After swallowing, he wanted to make a decision, but he couldn't say it.

...

Many people saw that the state of Soul Dan was wrong at this time.

Hunqiu looked at Hundan standing silly and wiping his forehead, and said in a daze, "What kind of plane is this Hundan doing?"

"This soul show is ready to make moves. Where is he standing stupidly? Is he going to perform empty-handed?"

"Take the sword of Soul Show?"

Hun Tianlin next to Hunqiu shook his head and snorted coldly, "Hunt Dan can't do it at all if he takes the handed sword empty-handed and even the sword of Hunxiu.

"I guess he was stupid when he saw that his opponent was Soul Show, he didn't know he was resisting."

"If I were to face the soul show, I would do better than him." At the end of the speech, the soul Tianlin also deliberately stepped on the soul to lift himself up.

"Ok."

Regarding the analysis of Soul Tianlin, everyone nodded slightly, expressing considerable approval.

Subsequently.

They are also fantasizing in their hearts, if they change themselves to Soul Dan and the opponent is the monster that Soul Show, what will they do?

...

The tip of the wooden sword in Soul Xiu's hand gradually condensed into a sword pill, which was only the size of a finger at the beginning.

But as the power between heaven and earth surged in madly, the sword pill, which was originally only the size of a finger, gradually grew bigger.

It became the size of a fist.

Moreover, there is no tendency to stop, but instead flow in with the separation of forces between heaven and earth.

The sword pill's desire to develop is great, and the power contained in it is also terrifying, enough to kill all the younger generations present.