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What's good about Nottingham College?
If you want to hone your skills, you have to go to a top academy like Royal Tiandou.
Seeing his son's confused expression, he sighed and said in a low voice:
"Tiandou City... has been a den of dragons and tigers for the past two years.
Several princes have been killed, and families that chose the wrong side have been completely ruined! Let's wait until the storm subsides.
With your twin martial souls and soul power, it's more than enough for you to dominate Notting College!"
He patted Wei Feng's shoulder heavily:
"Have a good rest today.
Tomorrow, your father will take you to the Soul Hunting Forest, retrieve your soul ring, and set off immediately!"
"yes!"
Wei Feng should be decisive.
But the thought in my mind turned rapidly:
"According to the 'original novel', Qian Renxue should have infiltrated Tiandou City three years ago...
These two years have been a critical time for her to clear obstacles, stir up trouble, and consolidate her position as crown prince!
Accompanying Qian Renxue were two Titled Douluo, Snake Spear and Thorny Porpoise.
My cultivation is too weak, so it's better for me to stay calm and develop first.
Crashing into it at this moment would be like a moth flying into a flame.
The best strategy is to stay and develop in Notting City!
When the 'story' begins, my two Charmanders... should evolve into Charmeleons, or even Fire Dragons, right? "
He had already realized that his soul power was closely connected with the two little fire dragons.
It seems that there is no need to specifically add soul rings to the dragon. As long as its own soul power increases, the strength of the Charmander will increase.
"However, the key points can only be verified after the soul ring is truly absorbed..."
Wei Feng's eyes fixed, and he felt determined.
The next morning.
Wei Long prepared a table full of delicious dishes. After the father and son had their fill, they left Holy Soul Village.
"Martial Soul - Burning Sky Angry Dragon!"
Possessed!
A deep shout rang out like thunder!
Behind Wei Long, the space suddenly twisted, and a ferocious red dragon shadow wrapped in burning flames roared out!
The wings spread out angrily, and the scorching air waves swept over, scorching the grass and trees!
He grabbed Wei Feng and flapped his dragon wings violently!
boom!
The wind was howling, and the two figures were like arrows shot from a bow, tearing through the sky and rushing straight into the Soul Hunting Forest!
The flying speed of the Soul Emperor is terrifying. Soon, the vast outline of the forest is before their eyes.
On the periphery, a sharp-eyed spirit master caught a glimpse of the mighty Fire Dragon Martial Spirit and immediately put on a flattering smile and rushed over:
"Lord Soul Emperor! Stay here!
I am willing to pay one hundred gold soul coins and ask you to help me hunt for a three hundred year soul ring! "
Wei Long raised his eyebrows.
I don't want to pay attention to it.
But this person was like a piece of tough meat. When he saw that Wei Long did not refuse immediately, he felt that there was a chance and his face lit up with joy.
Just about to continue to pester.
Wei Long looked a little impatient, with a disdainful look in his eyes.
"Get out of here!
I don't need your little tricks!"
Seeing more and more people gathered around him, a trace of impatience flashed across his eyes, and the soul power in his body subtly fluctuated -
Buzz!
An invisible and powerful pressure spread out like a raging wave!
Although no one was targeted intentionally, everyone who approached turned pale and their blood boiled.
It was as if he was hit in the chest by an invisible hammer. He staggered back in horror and didn't dare to take another step forward!
"Xiao Feng."
Wei Long continued to fly inward with his son in his arms, his voice still clear in the wind:
"This trip is to find you a fire-attributed, century-old soul beast with dragon blood."
"We need to go deeper into the core area and try our luck. It may take some time."
Wei Feng shook his head, his tone calm:
"It's okay. There are still three months until Notting College starts, so there's plenty of time."
Arriving at the forest entrance, Wei Long casually threw out a soul-hunting warrant and injected a wisp of pure soul power into it from his fingertips.
The guard checked the warrant and sensed the powerful mark of the Soul Emperor on the token. His face suddenly changed and he hurriedly shouted to his companions to open the heavy iron door.
Stepping into the forest, Wei Long no longer restrained himself.
"The Burning Sky Angry Dragon—appears!"
Even more violent flames shot up into the sky!
Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black!
Six brilliant soul rings, symbolizing the Soul Emperor's dignity, rose up from under his feet one after another, like six brilliant suns!
The terrifying spirit power was like a tidal wave, soaring into the sky, scaring the birds and beasts within a few miles away and making them flee in fear!
He picked up Wei Feng again, turned into a stream of red light, and shot towards the core area.
Wei Feng had long been accustomed to this speed and leaned steadily in his father's arms.
Soon, the deeper and more ancient forest in the core area was at your feet.
"This Soul Hunting Forest is not big."
Wei Long's eyes flashed as he glanced below:
"According to the records, the strongest one is no more than a 6,000-year-old mad-faced ghost tiger."
"Decades ago, intelligence mentioned that there was once a fire-attributed dragon-blooded soul beast here that was over two hundred years old.
Now, it's about four hundred years old, which is just the right time for you to get your first soul ring!"
Wei Feng nodded silently, his eyes as sharp as an eagle, and followed his father's footsteps.
The sun sets in the west, and the setting sun is blood-red.
In front of a cave beside a deep pool, a huge monster with huge fleshy wings, a ferocious appearance, a dragon head and a lizard body has collapsed to the ground.
It is the five hundred year old flying fire dragon!
At this moment, it was covered in blood, its scales were broken, and it was dying. Only its huge nostrils were still spewing out a faint breath of fire.
Just now, Wei Feng witnessed with his own eyes what it meant to be absolutely crushed by power—
Wei Long approached like a ghost, and facing the ferocious fire dragon, he only punched out!
There are no fancy soul skills, it is purely a physical attack that condenses the terrifying soul power of the Soul Emperor!
Bang—crack!
The dull sound of bones cracking and the shrill, distorted howling sounded at the same time, and the arrogant beast collapsed as if its spine had been pulled out!
"Xiao Feng."
Wei Long threw a dagger that shone with cold light:
"Kill it. Then absorb the spirit ring!"
Wei Feng caught it steadily, but the corner of his mouth curled up with a calmness that was inconsistent with his age:
"Dad, I can do it myself. I don't need this."
Before he finished speaking, his mind was racing!
"Charmander—possession!"
A clear shout!
Buzz!
A crimson light suddenly burst out from behind him!
A phantom of a young dragon with a mysterious appearance and burning flames raised its head and roared loudly!
Immediately afterwards, red dragon scales as fine as crystal diamonds instantly covered the key parts of Wei Feng's body.
A pair of arm armors with ferocious shapes and a hot luster like lava quickly condensed on his arms!
A primitive and violent dragon aura was faintly spreading!
It is completely different from the cute and adorable Charmander before he was possessed!
Wei Long's pupils suddenly contracted, and a storm of emotions surged in his heart:
"This is… Dragon Transformation?
The Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family also needs to reach the Soul Master realm to initially transform a limb into a dragon...
My son hasn't even obtained his first soul ring yet, yet he's already condensed such a complete arm armor?
If he advances to Soul Master or Soul Sect… won't he be able to transform into a true dragon?!"
Just when Wei Long was shocked.
Wei Feng, wearing dragon scale arm armor, has already taken steady steps, approaching the dying flying fire dragon step by step!
The surface of the crimson arm armor seemed to have magma flowing through the lines, emitting heart-pounding heat and power.