Chapter 46: Soul Bone Exchange Method

Hu Liena secretly thought something was wrong, a pillar of fire appeared under her feet, and she quickly retreated.

boom! Bang!

so close!

Hu Liena's body was only three centimeters away from the pillar of fire. If she were any slower, she would be engulfed by the flames!

At such a close distance, she could clearly feel the intensity of the flames. If she was hit, she would definitely be severely injured!

Bang bang bang!

A pillar of fire rose from where she landed!

Hu Liena did not dare to stop and kept changing her position.

The ground was scorched by flames, and the temperature rose rapidly. Hu Liena's high heels stepped on the ground, making a sizzling sound, and the soles were about to melt.

"It's over." Qingxin looked down at Hu Liena, stretched out her hand, and closed her fingers together. The moment her hands clenched into fists, the remaining flames on the ground extended outwards, connected to form a circle, and wrapped Hu Liena in it.

"Come together!" Qing Xin's voice sounded, and the flame cage closed in, approaching Hu Liena in the center.

"Fell into a trap! She never wanted to defeat me with her fourth soul skill from the beginning! She just wanted to trap me in a cage of flames!"

Hu Liena moved her eyes left and right, looking for weak points.

Fight!

Hu Liena gritted her teeth, held her head with both hands to protect her face, tensed her calves, and then shot out her body like a sharp arrow, trying to force her way out of the cage of flames.

Poof!

Hu Liena successfully rushed out, with multiple burns on her body and red skin. Due to the serious injuries, she exited the state of possession by the martial spirit.

Plop!

Hu Liena knelt down weakly, "I can't lose, absolutely can't lose."

While muttering in her mouth, Hu Liena forcibly propped up her shaky body.

Qingxin gathered her phoenix red wings and landed on the ground, "Fifty-one."

"What fifty-one?"

"The battle took a total of fifty-one seconds."

Hu Liena had veins popping up on her forehead, "I haven't lost yet!"

Qingxin ignored Hu Liena and raised her head to look at the moon in the sky, "Your Majesty Ju Douluo, why don't you end the battle? If I use another soul skill, she will die."

Hearing this, Yueguan looked at Bibi Dong subconsciously.

At this time, Bibi Dong had a cold face and held the scepter tightly in his right hand. Although his facial expression did not change much, anyone could tell that Bibi Dong was angry. A cold and cruel aura enveloped the arena, causing the soul master below to beat him involuntarily. A shiver.

It's like a low-level herbivore in the ecosystem encounters a high-level predator, and the body produces uncontrollable fear.

"The challenge is over!" Bibi Dong's voice was cold.

Hu Liena was unwilling to give up, "Teacher, I haven't lost yet!"

Bibi Dong said expressionlessly: "If you lose, you lose. A failure means nothing."

Hu Liena opened her mouth, wanting to say something else.

Xie Yue in the audience was extremely worried and quickly shouted: "Nana! Listen to His Majesty the Pope!"

Hu Liena shut up, bit her lips, and closed her eyes weakly.

Above the arena, several titled Douluo looked at each other. The battle ended too quickly, and the result was unexpected.

Hu Liena was no match at all. She was crushed throughout the whole process. Qingxin showed a talent even higher than that of the three wizards of Wuhun Palace. Even these titled Douluo were shocked!

Several people secretly compared themselves with Qingxin when they were younger, and came to the conclusion that at the same age, their levels were far inferior to Qingxin!

A future super Douluo!

The hearts of several titled Douluo were agitated, and they had a myriad of thoughts.

Saga smiled lightly, "Fifty-one seconds, a little faster than I expected, not bad."

The corner of Ghost Leopard Douluo's mouth twitched slightly, defeating the Saint of Wuhun Palace in fifty-one seconds, was that just good?

If Hu Liena becomes a saint, there are still many people who are not convinced. If Qingxin becomes a saint, the number of people who are not convinced will be reduced by half!

Seventeen! Level forty-seven! Top beast martial spirit! With the combination of the three major elements, no one will doubt Qingxin's future combat power!

Bloodthorn Douluo turned his handThe blood-red dagger flashed in his eyes, "There is one thing I don't know. How her martial soul evolved from a two-headed fire sparrow to a two-headed fire-eating phoenix. If I remember correctly, her soul power level was forty a month ago. Level four, three levels a month, don't you want to explain?"

Saga laughed. He looked at Bloodthorn Douluo like he was looking at an ignorant mouse, "Explain? I, Saga, have been doing my best all my life. Why do I need to explain to you?"

A hint of coldness appeared in Bloodthorn Douluo's pupils, "Pay attention to your tone. Your grandfather and I are both titled Douluo. When you talk to me, you must address me as Your Majesty."

"You know, there was a Titled Douluo who looked very similar to Mei Na Cheng not long ago. He withstood one of my grandfather's moves." Saga said calmly.

Bloodthorn Douluo paused. Doesn't it mean that he was defeated by one move?

"you"

"That's enough!" came Bibi Dong's cold voice.

Bloodthorn Douluo suppressed his anger and did not dare to speak.

Bibi Dong stared at Qing Xin, and a figure appeared in her mind.

'Martial soul evolution', Bibi Dong muttered silently.

"You have a way to evolve your martial soul."

"I said no, does the Pope believe it?" Saga said.

Bibi Dong and Saga looked at each other, as if they wanted to see through Saga's inner thoughts, "Martial Soul Hall needs this method, are you willing to hand it over?"

Saga guessed something. Hu Liena's demon fox spirit was already top-notch, and Bibi Dong's two spirits were also top-notch and did not need to evolve.

"Is it necessary for the Wuhun Hall or His Majesty the Pope? As a member of the Wuhun Hall, I really have a way to evolve the Wuhun. I am definitely willing to use the method on the people of the Wuhun Hall. There is no need to hand it over, and the Pope does not need to ask. ."

"Pope, you can't just want to let outsiders use it."

Bibi Dong held the scepter with a little more strength, and slowly spit out four words: "Sharp teeth!"

When meeting someone like Saga, who doesn't let go of rabbits or hawks, Bibi Dong had no choice but to take a step back and ask, "What do you want?"

Saga pondered, the way for martial souls to evolve is simply to eat fairy grass, or a special opportunity similar to Tang San's. The ice and fire eyes were occupied by him, and the fairy grass was transplanted into the storage bracelet. He told Bibi Dongxian Grass doesn't matter, Bibi Dong can't get grass jelly anyway,

He said that Golden Crocodile Douluo had found all the fairy grass and had already eaten it. What else could Bibi Dong do?

After thinking about it, Saga gave up telling the fairy grass. Bibi Dong was too extreme and there was no chance of an accident.

He was going to tell Bibi Dong another way.

Even if Bibi Dong knew about it, there was nothing he could do to help Yu Xiaogang.

"I remember that the previous pope hunted a spiritual soul beast that was over 50,000 years old and left behind a 50,000-year-old head soul bone." Saga said slowly.

Bibi Dong sneered, "What a huge appetite, you are not afraid of dying. The value of a 50,000-year-old spiritual head soul bone is second only to a 100,000 soul bone. Titled Douluo is extremely eager for it, and even a great soul master like you wants it."

Ten-thousand-year-old soul bones are extremely precious to Titled Douluo. Ghost Douluo has only one ten-thousand-year-old leg soul bone so far, which is far less valuable than a fifty-thousand-year-old spiritual head soul bone.

"It depends on whether the Pope thinks the acquired knowledge of martial soul evolution is worth it. If he thinks it's not worth it, you don't have to change it." Saga's expression was flat, as if he didn't care.