War God Asura

"Don't hide it, you all come out."

"Buzzing"

And with a soft drink from the soul girl, the space trembles violently, and then thousands of figures wearing Soul Eater clan robes appeared in Xing Jue’s line of sight. Female, they are all between 20 and 40 years old, but the only thing they have in common is that they all have the strength of a war emperor.

"Huh... It seems that not all the soul-eaters who were born in the ancient tombs have survived. It seems that only those who have reached the battle emperor can enjoy this treatment."

Glancing at the Soul Eater who surrounded him, Xing Jue seemed to realize something, but at the same time he couldn't help but breathe in a cold breath. After all, such a large number of war emperors were the first time Xing Jue had See, and all of them are Soul Eater.

"A hundred people?"

After that, Hun Ji began to personally select people to fight against Xing Jue. Although the people selected by Hun Ji were all of the level of the junior war emperor, just looking at their temperament, Xing Jue knew that they were all extraordinary. generation.

In a blink of an eye, the soul girl has already selected a hundred soul-eaters, and the soul thunder and soul-seng who had talked with Xing Jue before are also among them. At this moment, just like the other 98 people, they are looking at them with that eye-catching gaze. Xingjue.

As for the others, under the leadership of Soul Ji, they retreated farther away, watching them enthusiastically, waiting for the next battle.

At this moment, Xing Jue also stepped on the void, folded his arms, and looked at the hundred soul-eaters standing not far away, because Xing Jue also wanted to learn from these seniors of the same race.

"Xing Jue, I forgot to tell you. You can't use the power of your soul in the Tomb of Soul Eater, but they can." Just when Xing Jue was ready to fight the hundred people, Soul Ji He was standing in the distance, narrowing his charming eyes and said to Xing Jue.

"Puff~ isn't it? Isn't this a bully?"

After hearing Soul Ji's words, Xing Jue almost didn't have a gulp of effort. Although facing a hundred soul-eaters of the war emperor, you must know that today's Xing Jue has the strength of an intermediate war emperor, even though the opponent is not tolerant. Xiaoping's generation, but Xing Jue is also 90% confident that he can defeat them.

However, at this moment, Xing Jue's thoughts were completely changed. He knew the soul power of the Soul Eater Clan best. Although he could not increase his strength to a level by the explosion of soul at the level of the Emperor of War, it would still have an extremely impressive effect.

Coupled with the fact that he can't use soul power now, his insight ability is also rapidly declining. Although the opponent's individual strength may not be as good as him, Xing Jue suddenly felt a lot of pressure in the face of a group attack of a hundred people.

"Xing Jue, let me wait to learn about your strength and see what level you, the only descendant of the Soul Eater race, inherited the power of my Soul Eater race."

"on!"

"Swish swish swish swish swish swish"

Suddenly, the wild soul thunder roared with that thunderous roar, and at the same time, the hundreds of war emperor powerhouses danced a sledgehammer toward Xing Juelue, and the sledgehammer was dancing. Bringing gusts of wind, it turned out to be a low-grade spiritual weapon.