Douluo: Fairy Music Piaopiao

At the entrance of the forest, the three of them got off the carriage. Yun Xian stood where she was. The noisy team calls around her had no impact on her at all. What had an impact was the resentment that was about to overflow in the forest. Why it didn't overflow is worth pondering.

Yun Xian had suppressed her strength to about level 15. She shook her head, getting rid of the influence of resentment, and followed the two into the forest.

The master took out a token from the soul guide, which had a sword, a hammer and a beast on it. When the guard outside the forest saw the token, he opened the door respectfully and invited the three people in.

The master took the two children and noticed that Tang San was looking at the people outside the forest who were shouting at the people who were forming a team to enter the forest.

"Those are temporary teams. There is no tacit understanding in this kind of team." A trace of disdain flashed in the master's eyes, "A truly excellent team should include offensive soul masters, control soul masters, agility attack soul masters, and auxiliary soul masters." The division has at least seven people, and more importantly, the team members have developed a long-term tacit understanding with each other.

"Xiaosan, Xianxian, I hope you will have your own team in the future, and you can leave your back to your teammates."

There was a strange color in the master's eyes, and Yunxian and Tang San were also a little excited under his influence.

What they didn't know was that in various places in the forest, various soul beasts seemed to smell extremely delicious smells, and they were getting closer to their location little by little.

The three of them walked into the forest little by little. The master soon discovered that the forest was different from usual. The ten-year soul beasts he had just met were all staring at the three of them with eager eyes. If they wanted to step forward, they would back away as if they had some fear. After a few steps and a struggle, he left unwillingly.

The master immediately became alert and summoned his martial spirit: "Come out, Luo Sanpao!"

"Poof!" With a sound, a wisp of purple smoke appeared, condensing into a creature that looked like a pig but not a pig, not a dog, but a little silly and cute.

Yun Xian knelt down and looked at it. In her eyes, it was an incompletely evolved dragon. Yun Xian narrowed his eyes, and this was the result again.

Tang San asked: "Teacher...is this your martial spirit?"

The master nodded, with a bitter smile on his face, "Is mine a mutated martial soul, or a malignant mutation? My innate soul power is only half a level, and I will never be able to break through level 30 in my lifetime..."

However, Yun Xian stood up and his firm gaze could not be ignored: "Okay."

Shen Yugang could only live his whole life as a little dragon with almost demonic wisdom and no martial arts. No one could help him, not even the Elf King, who had the best medical skills at that time.

Because he is a hybrid of dragon and demon, the dragon blood and demon blood in his body took over each other's dominance when he was a minor, and they refused to give in to each other. Although the dragon blood finally gained the upper hand, he had already missed the best period for dragon cultivation. . And this flaw cannot be remedied no matter how many elixirs you take, how many potions you drink, or how much effort you put in.

But it's different now. He is Yu Xiaogang, not Shen Yugang. He is just an ordinary human being, and this undeveloped dragon is just his martial spirit.

So, it's still very possible. Back then, the Elf King gave Yun Xian so many elixirs and potions, and there was always one that was suitable.

The master looked at Yunxian in surprise, nodded awkwardly, and then realized that she was still a child, how could it be possible?

He didn't take Yunxian's words to heart. He raised his hand and touched their heads and said, "Okay, let's not talk about these sad things! Hurry up and find a soul ring for Xiao San!"

Tang San took the initiative to hold the master's hand, seeming to comfort him: "Let's go!"

The three of them continued walking deeper into the forest. Gradually, the ten-year soul beasts gradually disappeared and transitioned into century-old soul beasts.

Even though Unzen's perception was suppressed to level 15, it was not affected at all. She suddenly stopped and looked around cautiously: "There is a large group of spirit beasts gathering towards us."

The master looked around in disbelief: "How is that possible!"

The next moment, several pairs of green eyes appeared in the gaps in the woods, and their greedy expressions were clearly visible.

It’s a group of century-old ghost wolves!

The master panicked. Luo Sanpao could only deal with a few relatively weak century-old spirit beasts, but such a large group of Netherworld wolves couldn't handle it at all!

Tang San had already raised his left hand in front of his chest, preparing to attack. On his left hand was one of the several hidden swords he had made in three months.

Yun Xian was silent, and with his left hand, he pressed the magic sword and activated the Xian Le Sword to drive away the wolves. Unexpectedly, the real crisis was yet to come.