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Chapter 406: The Spirit of War Dispatches

Tang Shaoxiang still had a plain smile on his face, like the breeze blowing across the calm lake, stirring up the microwaves.?????

In fact, in Zhu Babo's heart, he was very much looking forward to something, that is, one day, Tang Shaoxiang could make him a god-level deacon. What is a god-level deacon? It is an existence that surpasses all things in the world of cultivation and has very strong defensive power.

Anyone who is named a god-level deacon will have an energy cloak. This energy cloak is an existence with strong defense.

Zhu Babo's ideal characteristics of the god-level deacon are preferably water or fire attributes. In this way, small characters like Yan Long can do nothing to him.

However, there is a prerequisite for becoming a god-level deacon, that is, you must first abandon your body and leave a human-shaped aura. There are two main ways to abandon your body, one is cultivation and the other is death. The former must have very strong cultivation, otherwise, it is difficult to truly separate the aura from the body, because the body is a shelter of the aura and a shackle of the aura. Out of some instinct, the aura will firmly attach to the body, or in other words, the body will tightly bind the latter. Forcibly abandoning the body will have unpredictable serious consequences.

The second method is not difficult to understand. If a person's cultivation level is high enough in his lifetime, his aura will ascend to the second level after death. If his cultivation level is too low, he may die in the field of life and death after death, which is the so-called extinction of ashes.

In other words, only those who ascend to the second level of heaven, to be precise, are qualified to be named as god-level deacons. This is why Tang Shaoxiang has been delaying in signing black giant ancient bears and other god-level deacons.

It was precisely because Zhu Babo asked Tang Shaoxiang for his request and knew that Tang Shaoxiang was worth living to him that Zhu Babo hoped that Tang Shaoxiang would not risk his life and fight against Yan Long, who had unique skills.

Seeing that Tang Shaoxiang was unmoved, Zhu Babo was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. At this moment, its eyes were staring at Yan Long's divine hole, staring at the flying fire centipede swimming three feet above his head. Seeing the poison spurted out from his mouth and the fiery red centipede-shaped aura on the outer layer, it couldn't help but chill all over.

Yan Long, who was forty or fifty meters away, was ready to open the divine acupoint to invite a battle soul, his confidence would surge simultaneously. But when he saw Tang Shaoxiang's dry well, he was a little angry, because he expected that Tang Shaoxiang would feel huge panic, or was scared to death, fighting with his two strands, his legs were weak, but he did not expect that Tang Shaoxiang would be fearless, as if he did not take his Flying Fire Centrifugal War Soul seriously.

But when his eyes swept to Zhu Babo behind Tang Shaoxiang, the balance in his heart, which was slightly unbalanced, finally alleviated. He believed that Tang Shaoxiang's true heart was like Zhu Babo, with great depression or fear.

Thinking of this, Yan Long's mouth unconsciously raised a contemptuous smile. His eyes carefully swept Tang Shaoxiang's calm face, trying to capture the signs of fear or panic that Tang Shaoxiang inadvertently showed. However, the result made him feel a little disappointed, because Tang Shaoxiang always looked firm and could not see any flaws.

Finally, Yan Long, who had never taken the lower human race seriously, couldn't help but roar at Tang Shaoxiang in the distance, and roared at Tang Shaoxiang in the distance: "Tang Shaoxiang, I don't believe that you are not afraid of my flying fire centipede fighting soul. Your mere sixth level of Qi Control Realm and a lower human race, how capable can you be? Those who know the appearance, quickly hand over the heavenly elephant compass and promise to teach me the secret of controlling the compass, otherwise today will be your death date!"

Zhu Babo, who was hiding behind Tang Shaoxiang, heard Yan Long's threat and his face narrowed, and he quickly persuaded Tang Shaoxiang to escape quickly.

But how could it know that Tang Shaoxiang was brewing true energy at this moment. As soon as Yan Long's fighting soul came out, the big sword in his hand would be swung out.

Seeing that Tang Shaoxiang was motionless and like a wooden man, Zhu Bawang saw it and was anxious in his heart.

After weighing the pros and cons, Zhu Babiao finally gritted his teeth and said, "Mr. Tang, it's better for the old pig to sing you in front. You escape first, and the old pig retreats."

Tang Shaoxiang finally spoke and said, "The opponent's fighting spirit is indeed very powerful, but it is probably not an easy task to kill me. Don't forget that I have an ancient-level transformation pill in my hand, and even Shen Gong Kuangyu had to escape when he saw me. In addition, I also have a pair of Dragon Rotary Kill in my hand, which is a real treasure that can withstand lightning and high temperatures."

After being reminded by Tang Shaoxiang, Zhu Babo's doubts finally dissipated most of the time. So, he no longer persuaded Tang Shaoxiang to escape, but gradually changed his face to look at Yan Long forty or fifty meters away.

At this time, Yan Long was deeply excited and said to Tang Shaoxiang and Zhu Babo: "Tang Shaoxiang and the stupid pig beside you, how are you discussing? My flying fire centipede fighting soul is not a vegetarian. I am aware of it, and quickly agree to the conditions I have proposed, otherwise I will no longer have the patience to spend it with you."

As the power drank, Yan Long's arms shook slightly, and a ray of aura rose from behind him. After being absorbed by his flying fire centipede fighting soul, the flying fire centipede, whose original form had shrunk, became extremely large again.

Zhu Babo noticed a clue. If the other party wants to maintain the huge body of the war soul, it must consume a lot of energy. Otherwise, the total power contained in the war soul will shrink significantly and the combat power will drop sharply.

It was precisely because of this that Yan Long could not wait. Seeing that Tang Shaoxiang was still confronting him, he finally couldn't bear it anymore. He shouted loudly, put his fingers together, pointed at the flying fire centimeter three feet above his head, and ordered him to move immediately and attack Tang Shaoxiang.

With this command, the Flying Fire Centrifugal War Soul, which had already seemed impatient, immediately raised its long body and showed a creepy body. This body has hundreds of pairs of solid feet as hard as iron. Each foot's toes are sharp hooks, like a sharp dagger, emitting a cold luster under the dim light.

Especially the pair of jaw teeth at the corner of its mouth, it is like a huge pliers. It can be imagined what kind of terrible consequences it would be if a person's neck was clamped by this pliers. Yet, it must be a click and the body is different.

However, this physical body was not immediately moved because it was Yan Long's first battle soul. In addition to it, there was also the second battle soul, which was the centipede-shaped fiery red aura on the surface of the first battle soul.

The moment Yan Long's mind power moved, this fiery red aura, shaped like a centipede, unfolded its more intimidating body. The whole body was seventeen or eighteen meters long, and the whole body was blazing flames. Among the flames, the reddish-brown centipede's body was faintly visible, and a violent energy was scattered all over his body, as if he was about to devour the entire world. (To be continued.)
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