Wang Feng was stunned and glanced at this Star-Moon Fox.
After a moment of contemplation, he no longer had any hesitation and sat down on his knees, looking at the soul ring on the Golden Lightning Leopard, a hint of searing heat flashed in his eyes……
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Meanwhile.
Soul hunting forest, a certain corner!
“Little Three, this is a Mandalorian Snake that is probably at least five hundred years old!”
Master pointed at the huge soul beast corpse on the ground and said in a deep voice, “It should have been killed by a battle soul master of around level thirty! Look at its wounds, its head was penetrated, and there are fatal wounds in the weakest seven inches, so you can see that the strike was extremely swift and sharp!”
Tang San looked at the five-meter-long giant snake and nodded slightly.
Thinking to himself, a five hundred year old soul beast would be difficult to kill even if he used his full strength, right?
I wonder who would have killed it.
“It’s a pity, it seems that that Battle Soul Master, should not have absorbed the soul ring of this Mandalorian Snake, which is considered the most matching soul beast for your Blue Silver Grass! But the soul ring has disappeared.”
The Grandmaster shook his head, feeling a little regretful.
Just at that moment!
Suddenly, a hostile sound suddenly rang out in front of them!
A burst of mist, obscuring the view ahead!
“Not good, there’s another Mandalorian Snake!”
The Master’s face changed, and as soon as his gaze was fixed, he looked towards a giant green-coloured snake in the distant fog, his voice suddenly raising a few notches, “Oh no, it’s a Mandalorian snake over four hundred years old, I’m afraid it’s related to this dead Mandalorian snake…”
Tang San also looked at the mandala snake.
It was a four-meter-long Mandala Snake, with a fishy and fiery aura emanating from its body, and was currently spitting out its snake signals towards the two in the distance.
“Little San, now I’ll teach you a theory, if you have more rings and bones, a wave of technical power, if you have less rings and bones, scatter your legs and run… Simply put, if you have fewer soul rings than your opponent and obviously can’t beat them, immediately save your strength and retreat straight away!”
The master said briefly, “Just like now… three shots! Farting is like thunder, and the sky is splitting with three shots!”
“Hello…”
A loud booming sound rang out.
Two figures, quickly rushed out…
After a long time……
With a loud boom, the figure of this Mandalorian Snake, once again, fell to the ground.
“Little San, great, you have your soul ring this time!”
The pale master, who still had a few moments of pallor on his face, looked at the Mandalorian Snake with ecstasy on his face, “Thanks to you stabbing him in the vitals just now… Quick, hurry up and absorb this Mandalorian Snake’s soul ring, four hundred years, just the same as my estimate of the maximum number of years the first soul ring can withstand!”
Tang San’s face was slightly excited as his teacher said a lot with him on the way.
“A soul ring of four hundred years! I must succeed in absorbing it! That way I can help my teacher practice his theories!”
Tang San sat down with his legs crossed and murmured in his mind, “It will also mean whether I can learn the Tang Sect’s unique skills… Brother Feng, I wonder what kind of soul ring you’re absorbing now…”