Chapter 25 Enter the Soul Hunting Forest! Goal, 0 Years!

Su Yuntao looked at Wang Feng.

This child has an innate soul power, but his martial arts are not outstanding, and the two are not worth his invitation to join the martial arts hall.

But what really attracted Su Yuntao's attention was his strength.

A six-year-old child can suppress and defeat him by being able to possess his martial spirit and use his spirit skills.

Although I don't know if the other innate soul power owners are like this, after all, apart from this kid and the blue silver grass martial soul child, Su Yuntao has never seen other innate soul power.

But the strength of this child with innate soul power in front of him was something that Su Yuntao admired and admired.

However, Wang Feng shook his head and said with a smile:

"No need. I just want to hunt soul beasts by myself."

Join the Wuhun Temple?

Wang Feng felt that he didn't need it at all!

With what you have now, if you can't hunt soul beasts by yourself, do you have to rely on others to hunt them for you?

It's too weak.

Moreover, Wang Feng also wanted to train himself by hunting and killing himself.

Anyway, there are meteor tears, as long as you breathe, you can't die.

If there is no Meteor Tears, perhaps Wang Feng will choose to join a certain party.

But it's totally unnecessary now!

"And Master Su, I am now a tenth-level spirit power, and I need to rely on the spirit ring to improve it. According to the rules, your Spirit Hall should also give me a token."

Wang Feng said with a smile.

As long as the soul master's strength reaches the peak of a stage and needs a soul ring to advance, they can use the token given by the Spirit Hall to enter the Soul Hunting Forest to hunt soul beasts.

Looking for Su Yuntao because this kind of token needs to be guaranteed by someone.

"..." Su Yuntao frowned.

This kid is a little overconfident.

Do you want to help him?

He still didn't appreciate it, and insisted on hunting the soul beast by himself.

"If you don't give me the token, I won't give you the story behind the soul breaking the sky." Wang Feng continued.

Hearing this, Su Yuntao's face changed, he snorted, touched his arms, then took out a token and handed it to Wang Feng:

"For you, for you! You little brat, if you get hurt later, don't look for me!"

The token crossed a trace in the air and was accurately grasped by Wang Feng.

Upon closer inspection, the token was dark, with a sharp sword with a downward-edged sword engraved in the middle.

"Although this is the lowest token, don't lose it, kid! Otherwise, it will be very troublesome."

Su Yuntao instructed, "Also, after using it, you need to return it to the Spirit Hall."

However, Su Yuntao felt that this kid would go to the Wuhun Temple later, and he was afraid that he would be scared back.

When he sees the power of the soul beast, he will definitely come back and beg him.

"no problem!"

Wang Feng touched the heavy token, then put on a burden, prepared some simple food and water, and ran directly towards the Soul Hunting Forest.

It is morning now, and it may be afternoon when I arrive at Soul Hunting Forest.

You may have to spend the night in the Soul Hunting Forest, so naturally you need to prepare a little more.

"This kid."

Su Yuntao shook his head, turned and walked back to the Spirit Hall.

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Wang Feng ran all the way. Originally, he wanted to hire a carriage, but after thinking about it, he did not hire him.

Rather, it runs without stopping.

Until the afternoon, seven or eight hours later, Wang Feng arrived at the market outside the Hunting Soul Forest.

"It's so lively!"

Looking at the market surrounding Wang Feng, he remembered that in his previous life, outside the train station, there would always be a variety of shops for business.

It's a little strangely familiar.

"There is a token, five are missing one, and a recovery system soul master with a lot of tits! Twenty-level and above!"

"Super powerful soul master,

Elephant Martial Soul, thick-skinned and tough, looking for a team! "

"I'm an auxiliary spirit master, a martial spirit green hat, which can be given strong protection... Do you need it? Eh, do you want to see my martial spirit first? Okay..."

"Green hat? Get the hell out of me..."

...

Wang Feng: "..."

Looking around, this liveliness seems to have an illusion of dreaming back to a previous life.

The things here are equally expensive.

"Little San, he should be looking for soul beasts with the master, right?"

Wang Feng thought about it for a while, and walked straight to the door that looked like a city wall in the Hunting Soul Forest.

There are guards patrolling all around.

Walking to the door, Wang Feng directly took out the token and handed it to the guard.

"Children, are you the only one?"

The guard frowned and said, "You are so young, do you really want to go inside? If you are not accompanied by elders, you are very dangerous. If something happens inside, no one will be responsible."

Wang Feng nodded: "Just me, let me in."

The guard returned the token to Wang Feng, and without saying anything, he directly opened the door.

Boom boom boom…

The ten-meter-high steel gate slowly opened.

There is a unique atmosphere in the forest, coming from the pavement, countless towering trees, exotic flowers and fruits, like a virgin forest, appearing in Wang Feng's eyes.

Taking a deep breath, Wang Feng put away the token and walked in.

"This is the Soul Hunting Forest!"

Wang Feng's blood boiled slightly.

Walking in the dense forest, there were several paths stepped on by predecessors, and Wang Feng felt a little excited.

"Millennium Soul Beast! I'm here!"

Wang Feng muttered.

A thousand-year-old soul beast is at least equivalent to the strength of a forty-level soul master!

Wanting to hunt down this level of soul beasts, for Wang Feng, is tantamount to going to the sky!

It's almost impossible!

Even for the geniuses of those big families, no one dared to hunt down thousand-year-old soul beasts even if they were not soul masters at the tenth level.

Just when Wang Feng had just entered the Soul Hunting Forest.

At the other end of the Hunting Forest!

"Little San, according to my theory, the limit that a tenth-level spirit master's first spirit ring can withstand is about four hundred years old."

Grandmaster took Tang San and walked in the Soul Hunting Forest, "So, this time, we will try our best to find a soul beast close to this value! Besides, you are born full of soul power, so you can't waste this aptitude! "

Tang San nodded and touched the jade belt around his waist.

He sighed slightly in his heart that the master was really kind to himself.

Even this kind of soul tool was given to me as a gift. I must not live up to the expectations of the master.

Twenty-Four Bridges Bright Moonlit Night, this is Tang San's name for this jade belt.

"This Lone Bamboo has ten years of cultivation. Its characteristic is tenacity, which is more in line with your Blue Silver Grass Martial Spirit. But it's far from enough."

The master patted the emerald green bamboo in front of him.

Along the way, Grandmaster has explained to Tang San in detail, a lot of knowledge about spirit beasts, spirit rings, and age.

"Let's look for a while, we should be spending the night here tonight," the master continued.

"Okay." Tang San seemed to remember something, and suddenly asked: "Master, Brother Feng wants to hunt down martial spirits by himself, how many years can he hunt for spirit rings?"

Hearing this, the master was stunned.

After thinking for a moment, he shook his head and said, "It's very difficult. If he can hunt down a hundred-year-old soul beast alone, it will be very difficult. Going up, two hundred, three, or even four hundred years will be considered an attack. For a 30th-level war soul master of the department, there is a certain risk in hunting.”

"You told me that he is very powerful. But I haven't seen Qing with my own eyes. Maybe, probably, about a hundred years. It should be his limit. Moreover, it also depends on the type of soul beast. If it is very aggressive Sexual beasts, soul beasts, are even more difficult."

"Don't worry, the teacher will help you find a suitable martial spirit."

A smile appeared on the grim face of the master, "After all, this is the only way to reflect the role of a teacher."

Tang San felt that what the master said was quite reasonable.

However, Tang San felt that Brother Feng should be able to hunt stronger spirit beasts... At least two or three hundred years, it should still be possible, higher would be impossible.

But definitely life-threatening.

"Pursue wealth and wealth at risk." Tang San sighed slightly.

The more powerful the spirit ring is, the more dangerous it is naturally.

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at the same time.

A corner of the Hunting Forest.

Boom!

I saw a loud noise in the jungle!

An emerald green, five-meter-long giant snake crashed to the ground!

The snake body seemed to sway unwillingly.

"Five meters long, it should be a mandala snake of about five hundred years, right?! Although the scales on the whole body are extremely hard, the weakness is too obvious..."

Wang Feng leaned against the emerald green giant snake, and the dagger in his hand, because during the battle, he had been infected with a lot of venom, and he looked more and more sharp.

After a while, the mandala snake slowly calmed down, followed by a yellow spirit ring.

But Wang Feng didn't even look at it and left.

This is just his little test.