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Chapter 42: 37 pieces of soul bones attached to the outside, the imposing Mr. Xiong appears

Zhao An felt something was wrong, why wasn't there a dark gold Dreadclaw bear's external soul bone in this soul bone?

Although the Dark Gold Direclaw Bear race is rare in number, how can Mr. Bear save a few in hundreds of thousands of years?

Something's wrong!Something is wrong!This big bear is dishonest!There must be other small vaults!

The air was shaking and cold, he, Zhao, was hunting geese all day long, and he was pecked by geese all day long, it is really unreasonable!

Looking at the countless fanfictions I have seen in previous lives, colleagues who have traveled to the world of Douluo, if there is no dark gold Dreadclaw bear with a soul bone attached, they will be embarrassed to go out to say hello.

The soul bone attached to the dark gold Dreadclaw bear really didn't help Zhao An's combat power.

But he, Zhao, can be dispensed with, but absolutely cannot be dispensed with. This is already a big issue concerning the face of the time traveler!

After Zhao An put away Mr. Xiong's small treasury, he laughed sinisterly twice, stepped heavily on purpose, and came to the side of Mr. Xiong who was pretending to be sleeping.

"Hmph! Good job, Mr. Xiong! You've really eaten the heart of a bear and the guts of a leopard!"

Xiong Jun opened his eyes, his dark golden eyes were full of doubts and grievances, he couldn't figure out why Zhao An lost his temper.

"Zhao An, I, Old Bear, didn't understand what you meant. I'm a Dark Gold Dreadclaw Bear. It's fine to eat leopard-like soul beasts, but why do you want to eat a bear's heart?"

Zhao An's reprimand was interrupted by Xiong Jun's stupid answer, and the slot was full for a while, but he didn't know where to start.

Mr. Xiong's answer made Zhao An understand a truth, don't make all those twists and turns when talking with soul beasts, just ask any questions, as soul beasts really don't understand words that are too profound.

"How dare you speak hard!"

"After tens of thousands of years, you Dark Gold Dreadclaw Bear Clan didn't leave a single external spirit bone?"

After hearing Zhao An's words, Xiong Jun suddenly realized, stood up from the ground, and shook the deformed hair that was crushed.

Mr. Xiong lifted up his two ferocious and terrifying front paws and looked at them. They were glowing with a dark golden luster, like ten curved knives with sharp edges.

"Then, Zhao An, do you still need the Soul Bone attached to the Dark Gold Dreadclaw Bear?"

"Even I can't break through that shield of yours, let alone Erlang below."

"And your long sword that seals the soul, is that thing an 'artifact'? Its attack power is stronger than my claws."

The 10-year catastrophe is a hurdle, and the only one of the Dark Gold Dreadclaw Bear Clan who has successfully broken through the 10-year level is Mr. Xiong.

It is not to say that every soul beast with super bloodlines is endowed with extraordinary talents, there are strong and weak ones for sure.

For example, Qianjia, Qian Daoliu and Qianxun Ji, who inherited the Seraphim martial soul, are the most vivid cases.

The lifespan of a soul beast is not infinite. A soul beast that is not talented enough may be stuck for a certain number of years, unable to break through until death comes, and ultimately can only die.

In addition, the number of the Dark-gold Dreadclaw bears is rare, and they are relatively brutal and aggressive by nature. There are not a few Dark-gold Dreadclaw bears who died before breaking through 10 years.

Except for the 10-year-old soul beast, it is only a small probability event for the rest of the soul beasts to produce soul bones after death. The probability of super bloodline soul beasts is higher, but not so high.

"That is to say, Mr. Xiong, you still have a lot of dark gold Dreadclaw Bear's external soul bones?"

Zhao An touched his chin, keenly grasped the key points in Xiong Jun's words, and raised his own doubts.

To be honest, he doesn't really need the external soul bone of the Dark Gold Dreadclaw Bear, and the gold element is meaningless for the fusion of "Blood Follower's Snare".

But the little fox needs it. That girl's martial soul is a demon fox of the spiritual department, and her frontal combat ability is relatively weak. Giving her an external palm bone can also make up for her own shortcomings.

Mr. Xiong hesitated, but he still said: "Yes, I am the strongest of the Dark Gold Dreadclaw Bear Clan, and I am usually very concerned about the lives of my sons and daughters."

"The battle between soul beasts is inevitable, and I will not interfere with the killing and fighting of soul beasts."

"Whenever a member of the same clan dies unexpectedly, I collect their bones, and I also accumulate some external soul bones."

Mr. Xiong shook his shoulders and strode towards the innermost wall of the cave. He said to Zhao An as he walked.

"I've decided to take refuge in you. It's okay to give you all the soul bones left by my fellow sons. Come with me."

Honest Xiong's manipulation made Zhao An unable to deal with it.

Even though his Zhao Mou's face could withstand Tang Shenwang's [-] kilograms of effort, he was still a little embarrassed.

But for the little fox's sake, Zhao An still kept up with Mr. Xiong.

Zhao An secretly made up his mind that after he obtained the Ice and Fire Eyes, he would definitely give Xiong Junyun a quota of fairy grass.

Mr. Xiong's attributes are only a little bit short of reaching "Ultimate Gold", and his combat power is only a thin line away from the 99-level peak Douluo.

After finding the Wanzai Xuan Ice Cave, Tianmeng Iceworm transformed all the "Wanzai Xuan Ice Marrow" into source energy, allowing Mr. Xiong to quickly improve his cultivation level without any problem.

If it was said that Zhao An and Mr. Xiong could only be regarded as a cooperative relationship at first, but now Zhao An has come to see Honest Xiong as a friend.

The kindness of dripping water should be reciprocated by the fountain. Geng Zhixiong gave Zhao An the initial investment in building a team, and Zhao An also needs to give Xiong Jun a better future.

Mr. Xiong digged at the wall for a while, and dug out a bundle wrapped in dark golden fur.

"Our Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear clan is very small in number. Over the years, we have collected a total of 37 external soul bones, including left and right metacarpal bones. They are all given to you today."

Xiong Jun looked at the bones of the same kind collected by him, and there was nothing sad about the death of a rabbit, and the soul beast race didn't care about it.

After taking the burden thrown by Mr. Xiong, Zhao An untied it and saw a pile of dark golden palm bones shaped like daggers. Some of the soul bones exuded the same aura as those from 10-year-old soul bones.

“5万年以上的外附魂骨有5块（左2右3），1~5万年的有14块（左5右9），千年级别的有18块（左7右11）。”

"I hope that the human soul masters you give can see their aptitude, and don't let down the external soul bones of our race."

Zhao An solemnly clasped his fists at Mr. Xiong, and then took these precious external soul bones and metacarpal bones into the Shenwei space.

"I won't say thank you. It's too pale to express gratitude in words."

"We still have a lot of time to spend together in the future, and you will feel my sincerity."

Zhao An's phantom came to Xiong Jun's shoulder, blood-red mist surrounded Xiong Jun's body, and hideous huge bones were inlaid on Xiong Jun's body surface.

"Don't struggle, don't you want to experience the feeling of a giant ape wearing armor? Let's go out and beat Di Tian to vent your anger!"

Mr. Xiong yelled excitedly, he was fascinated by the power brought by Susanoo.

After Susan's skeleton was completed, the spiritual origin of Tianmeng Iceworm and Zhao An's demigod-level spiritual power began to build muscles, blood vessels, skin, armor, and even a pair of huge wings!

"Susanenghu · Prestige · The Difficulty of the Beast"!

Only the world where Tianmeng ice silkworm suffered was born, the poor baby silkworm cried and made noise in Zhao An Zhihai, rolling all over the floor, so pitiful.