As a time traveler, how could he not have golden fingers?

Isn't this here? (I missed it perfectly if I didn't stick to Chapter 9.)

Uh... Actually, this golden finger woke up from his birth.

There is neither a complicated program nor a difficult start program, nor a test or something. Well, it is just simple and comes with it as soon as you are born.

Otherwise, he would not have been able to cultivate to level 79 Soul Saint at the age of seventeen.

Do you believe this cultivation speed if you say you don’t have any worries?

Tang was only level 60 when he was thirty-seven.

And Song Wuxin is only 16 years old now...

In fact, his cultivation speed can be faster, but in addition to cultivating the second martial soul, the soul power obtained by absorbing others through the soul-sucking technique was actually used by him to upgrade the soul ring.

After taking a shower and getting dressed on the beach, his eyes, which had returned to their normal pupils, suddenly turned into a bloody look. In this dark night, it looked very scary.

Look, after seeing these eyes, several soul beasts hiding in the dark and preparing to forage, they quickly fled.

Take out a bronze mirror from the space ring, look at myself inside the bronze mirror, the glittering red and golden aura of luck on the head, the corner of his mouth slightly raised, smiled, and then quickly returned to normal.

The blood evil energy in the pupils also dissipated, returning to the original clarity, but was still cold.

Sub-personality: "Hey, this golden halo of luck is obviously the protagonist template at first glance. I am very curious. If one day I can't help but explode myself, what good treasure will be revealed? Do you think it would be Pangu Axe or Xuanyuan Sword or something?"

Song Wuxin was silent for a while, but did not mock him abnormally, but replied seriously: "It is very likely that it is the wordless heavenly book, or the Shennong Ding."

Subpersonal personality: "Well... it's very likely."

Song Wuxin sat down by the pool, took off a crescent pendant hanging around his neck, and looked at the sky carefully.

This crescent pendant has been hanging around his neck since he opened his eyes.

This thing seems to recognize the master, because this is the first glance, Song Wuxin knew it was called [Blood Evil Demon Eye]. This name is inexplicable and naturally appeared in his mind.

In addition to the Blood Evil Demon Eye, he also has an external trick, that is, he can see the halo of luck on other people's heads.

Everyone has different aura colors. If you defeat or kill the opponent, you may drop different items.

Some are complete items, while others are just fragments, such as the bone spirit cold fire fragments obtained when killing Yan Shikun today.

The higher the item, the greater the possibility of being a fragment, and the lower the probability of falling.

Bone Spirit Cold Fire, that is a high-level item in the advanced cultivation world. As for Douluo Continent...

To be honest, among the heavens and all realms, the level of the Douluo Continent is not very high.

Over the years, he has completely dripped the blood evil demon eyes and recognized the master, and then refined it.

This thing looks like it is not an ordinary thing at first glance, and its shape is, why does it look more and more like Yang Jian's sky eye?

When the prequel of the Baolian Lantern, the sky eye on Yang Jian’s neck was very similar to the one in his hand.

However, Yang Jian's one was white, while he was blood-red.

He looks so evil.

The sub-person personality was also looking at the blood evil demon eyes in his hand, "Hey, you said, could this be when we were the second life, when we were an official in the heaven, we once saw that thing?"

"Be an official?" Song Wuxin seemed a little puzzled by this noun. Then, he finally remembered something, glanced at the deputy personality, and said lightly:

"Bimawen is also an official?"

Deputy personality: "Why is Bimawen not an official? No matter what, he is a god, and we and the Great Sage of the Monkey King are from our colleagues."

Song Wuxin: "...I kept advising you to establish a good relationship with the Monkey King, which would be beneficial to the future, but you didn't listen. Every day, your eyes were only focused on Chang'e. What happened in the end?"

In the end, of course, I licked the dog until I had nothing to do and died.

Song Wuxin mentioned the dark history of the past, and his side personality looked a little dark. He sneered: "Don't say it as if I'm dead, you're not dead."

Song Wuxin's face also became a little dark.

After this little episode, Song Wuxin really remembered that at that time in the heavenly realm, the Demon Realm once invaded the Immortal Realm, and that was then, they seemed to have seen this eye.

At that time, Yang Jian's sky eyes fought against those eyes, what was the ending...

Yang Jian was almost shot in the head.

Fortunately, I just blinded my eyes, but later with the help of Yuanshi Tianzun, I was able to see the light again.

However, his sky eyes were completely scrapped.

Sub-personality: "But... weren't those eyes finally suppressed by the Tathagata Buddha and sent them to hell and sealed under the Naihe Bridge? There must be baptism of the Forgetful River every day and night. Logically speaking, it is impossible to escape."

Song Wuxin also frowned, "Maybe we are thinking too much, not to mention that the disaster in the fairy world, with your and my cultivation, is only worthy of looking at it from afar. For those eyes, we just glanced at it and didn't see it clearly at all."

Sub-personality: "That's right."

After scattering his spiritual sense and checking within a radius of hundreds of miles, and not finding anything unusual, Song Wuxin finally released his second martial soul: Shennong Ding!

Suddenly, a strong red light suddenly appeared in the starry sky. The powerful pressure woke up countless sleeping soul beasts within a radius of ten miles. Their bodies could not stop trembling and crawling on the ground, not daring to look up.

In the distance, there were wolves roaring wildly, one, two, three... one hundred... one thousand, ten thousand...

It is still gathering and increasing!

Wolf Tide!

Wherever the wolf tide passes, we all avoid retreating.

The collective whistle even alarmed the Titan giant ape and the sky blue bull man in the deepest part of the forest.

The huge bull head slowly poked out from the bottom of the river and looked in the direction of the wolf tide.

On the bank of the river, the Titan giant ape roared wildly, punching his chest with two punches.

Star Dou Big Forest...it finally earthquakes!

The direction where the wolf tide is moving forward is exactly where Song Wuxin is at this moment.

Under the waterfall, above Song Wuxin's left hand, a huge divine alchemy tripod floated quietly in the air, and then gradually shrank and fell on the palm of his hand.

On the top of Shennong, two red soul rings landed.

The first and second soul ring of the second martial soul is the red 100,000-year soul ring!

But, if he could, he would rather not have this soul ring.

The blood evil demon eyes hanging around the neck disappeared in some detail, and were completely integrated with Song Wuxin.
Chapter completed!