Now, the endless transparent soul power spreads, causing the entire void to tremble, as if there was an invisible fire burning, oppressing people's hearts.

This is the power of the fifth-grade soul. Now he has a spirit of arrogant and arrogant, and it is completely different from the power of the fourth-grade soul before.

"Wang Teng, let's fight together. I have an item that can exert the powerful power of the soul. Try your power of the soul."

At this time, Du Ziming walked out with a smile, his body lingering in the breath of the emperor, and said.

Many people saw that Du Ziming was not good, 80% because Wang Teng showed too extraordinary formation skills, so he would not want to kill him if he had long dreams.

"Contest?"

A sneer appeared on Wang Teng's lips.

Du Ziming's real realm is probably much stronger than Thunder God Heaven in the fourth level of the Heavenly Venerable Realm. If the combat power is competed, it will be a lot of pressure for him now, but he is not afraid of the competition between the soul.

At that moment, he said lightly: "Okay, come on!"

The coldness in his eyes surged. Du Hao had injured him before, so the debt could be found to him, the emperor, and get some interest.

"Then you'll be optimistic."

Du Ziming smiled arrogantly and felt that Wang Teng had been fooled.

When his palm flipped, the purple light blew, and a purple millstone appeared. The size of the face plate was engraved with some complicated runes, flashing with a bright and destructive luster.

"The Soul Plate?"

Jin Fenzi was stunned. This was a king-level mid-grade universe soldier. His real power was much more powerful than an ordinary king-level mid-grade universe soldier.

What it activated was the power of the soul, which was hard to defend against. Once, there was an old man from the Du family who used this object to invisibly kill a powerful Heavenly Venerable, and was famous in the Southern Wilderness Realm.

Everyone knows that this is a strange soldier from the Du family.

"Once I use this space weapon, I will hardly stop killing anyone. Be careful."

Du Ziming held the soul plate in his hand, and endless purple light surrounded him, looking down at Wang Teng and sneered.

"The Yuanshen Sword, kill!"

Then, he pinched the marks in his hand, a cold light burst into his eyes, and he shouted.

Buzz! A purple light shot out from the soul plate, forming a purple divine sword that was as gorgeous as a rainbow, and shot at Wang Teng with one sword.

This sword was extremely dazzling. As soon as it was displayed, many people's eyes were so painful that they couldn't open it. Most importantly, there was a sense of spiritual pressure sweeping over, making them feel extremely uncomfortable as if they were stabbed by needles.

Many people felt a chill in their hearts, and I am afraid that ordinary people in the third level of the Heavenly Venerable Realm will be unable to resist.

The power of the soul plate is really too strong.

Wang Teng's eyes flashed. He now has a fifth-grade king-level soul, and such an attack is nothing to him.

Boom! At that moment, his soul condensed a huge fist mark in the void, showing a blue light, and punched him hard.

With a bang, without any surprise, the purple soul light sword was immediately shattered and turned into fireworks and fell down.

Immediately afterwards, the huge boxing seal continued to cast off and hit Du Ziming.

"How powerful is the fifth-grade king-level soul?

Du Ziming was immediately surprised.

I thought that with the soul plate, I could crush Wang Teng's fifth-grade king-level soul, but now I realized that I was very wrong. Wang Teng's soul was much more powerful than he expected.

Under the fist, he felt an inconsistent feeling.

"Stop it."

At this moment, he was so angry that as a genius of the Du family, he would never allow himself to lose in Wang Teng's hands, even if it was just a matter of the soul.

Then, the mind controls the soul plate, causing the soul plate to emit a brilliant purple light again, forming a huge purple light cover that envelops him.

The purple luster is crystal clear, like a supreme magic weapon, shining on the void, setting off his smell of invincibility.

This is the defensive method of the Yuanshen Plate, which is equally powerful. In addition, he knows that Wang Teng is extraordinary, this time he exerted the limit of his power that can activate the Yuanshen Plate. The aura emitted by the purple light shield is much stronger than before.

According to his expectations, even if Wang Teng has a king-level fifth-grade soul, it will not be possible to break it.

When he blocks this attack, he will definitely use thunder means to erase Wang Teng! The opponent almost made him look ugly in front of everyone, so he should not let it go.

Boom! The grand blue fist print finally collided with the purple light shield, and a splendid divine light burst out to illuminate the world.

But Wang Teng's fifth-grade king-level soul was too strong. On the colored fist, there was a terrifying divine light, which contained a shattered aura. Even the purple light shield was not blocked. With a click, a thick crack was cracked and endlessly spread, and the purple light instantly overflowed.

Du Ziming's scalp was completely numb in an instant.

He couldn't stop it. How could this be possible? Is Wang Teng's fifth-grade king-level soul so powerful?

The Yuanshen Plate, the power of the Yuanshen exerted in his hands, made many masters who practice Yuanshen in the Southern Wilderness no match for them.

I never expected that it seemed that there was no power to resist in Wang Teng's hands.

This result was like a basin of cold water pouring on his head, making him feel a little cold all over.

"Average fifth-grade king-level souls are definitely not that strong. This kid's willpower seems to be much tougher than others at the same level, so that he can do so."

Du Hao murmured to himself.

The strength of the soul is also closely related to a person's will.

Wang Teng’s soul is so powerful, there is only one explanation.

Bang! Finally, in the shocking eyes of the crowd, Du Ziming's purple light shield finally exploded, and pieces of energy fragments flew.

Wang Teng's green fist seal lingered with light and fire, hitting his chest, and a series of sounds of bone cracking sounded.

Du Ziming let out a pig-killing scream and flew backwards, hitting a huge rock not far away, smashing it into powder.

The surroundings instantly fell into death silence.

Many people's expressions were frozen on the spot.

Lost! Du Ziming actually lost in the competition of the soul. Although it was not his best divine power battle, it would have a huge impact on people.

After all, in everyone's eyes, the geniuses of the seven ancient families are like high-ranking immortals and cannot be defeated.

Especially the prince-level genius of the Du family, they are even more dazzling, and their style illuminates the endless starry sky.

It's so dreamy to be defeated like this.

Jin Fenzi also had a strange light flashing in his eyes, and he secretly weighed such an attack. If he hit him, could he catch it? The attack of the soul was too weird. Outstanding people in this regard have always been nightmares of the same level.

Wang Teng's exposure of this trick made her even more afraid.

However, when she thought of the life and death monument in her body, she was full of confidence and sneered.

With the treasure of the Southern Wilderness Realm, she is destined to shine on the Southern Wilderness Realm. She has suppressed countless geniuses and the strong are overshadowed.

No matter how extraordinary Wang Teng is, he will be covered by her light and surrender at her feet.
Chapter completed!