Evil Fire Refinement, 1st Soul Ring (5)

　　Four people, two middle-aged, one young and one teenager.

　　The young man looked twelve or thirteen years old, much stronger than Ma Hongjun!

　　"Brother, what should I do?"

　　The young man looked at the battle on the field and said to the young man with some worry. Obviously, Ma Hongjun and the three of them discovered the Magic Tiger first, and they came later.

　　The young man glanced at the spirits and spirit rings of the two of Ma Ping, shook his head disdainfully, and said to the young man: "No hurry, let them fight first, this devil tiger belongs to you, it can't escape."

　　The situation is delicate at the moment, and the sudden appearance of this group of people makes Ma Ping and the three gorgeous tigers nervous.

　　"Hey, boy, are you here to hunt for the first spirit ring?" The young man was puzzled when he saw Ma Hongjun, and then asked with a high profile.

　　Ma Hongjun looked like a nine-year-old child because of the effect of evil fire. It was normal for him to obtain the first spirit ring at this age.

　　Ma Hongjun observed these four people, and their purpose was obvious, that is, to be a beautiful tiger, and seeing the strength of Ma Ping and the two did not retreat, obviously did not pay attention to it, proving that the strength of this team is stronger than them. .

　　Ma Hongjun nodded slightly, acquiescing to his words.

　　"Are you dumb? Why don't you speak." The young man didn't know Ma Hongjun nodded, or he wanted to deliberately provoke and speak aggressively.

　　Ma Hongjun's eyes suddenly turned sideways, and he looked at the boy coldly.

　　The young man was obviously not afraid of Ma Hongjun, pointed to the colorful devil tiger, and said loudly.

　　"Yo, you still don't accept it, that's more than five hundred years of colorful devil tiger, have you absorbed it?"

　　"King Cheng, it wasn't the kid who absorbed it, it should be the great soul master who used the wooden spear and wanted the colorful devil tiger as his third spirit ring." The young man did not stop the boy, but explained to him.

　　In the past three months, Ma Ming has also made great progress in the process of cultivating with Ma Hongjun. He has broken through to the 29th level, and is only one level away from the 30th level. The difference in spirit power is not much. The young man obviously thought that Ma Ming was going to break through the thirtieth level with the colorful magic tiger.

　　"King Cheng, stop arguing with him, take a good look at the way this colorful devilish tiger attacks, and wait for you to absorb its spirit ring."

　　"Okay, big brother."

　　The young man replied, ignoring Ma Hongjun and looking at the field.

　　Ma Hongjun called out and asked Ma Ming to withdraw.

　　The Hualan Demon Tiger is too strong, and it will not be solved in a short time if you want to kill it. Ma Ping found an opportunity and pulled Ma Ming back out.

　　The colorful devil tiger is obviously not stupid. Seeing the increase in the number of humans, he wanted to run away for a long time. Now that Ma Ming and the two retreated, it turned around and ran away.

　　"Don't let it run away."

　　The young man shouted at Ma Ping and the two in a commanding tone.

　　While he was talking, the Magic Tiger had already run far away, and it was extremely fast.

　　"Come on, you two!" He looked at Ma Ping angrily, then turned around and said to the two middle-aged men.

　　The two middle-aged men immediately released their martial spirits, and the three spirit rings lit up, all white and yellow.

　　One of them's spirit was an eagle, and he was extremely fast, chasing after him at once.

　　The other martial spirit is the vine, which is close behind.

　　"I'm talking, didn't you two hear me?" He said to the two of them angrily, and then the clothes on his body began to swell.

　　A layer of intense black light suddenly erupted from his body, his arms stretched out to both sides at the same time, his chest was raised, his bones crackled, his muscles suddenly swelled, and his clothes were propped up. Every muscle became extremely obvious under the clothes, and even the air around him seemed to have become manic.

　　The originally brown hair had turned black, and a king character appeared on his forehead.

　　His hands have changed the most, more than twice the size before, black hair covers the entire palm, and between the fingers, the dagger-like claws are constantly protruding and retracting from the palm. Each sharp claw was like a blade, with a length of twenty centimeters. Flickering cold light.

　　This is the first time that Ma Hongjun has seen a beast spirit possessed by him in a complete sense. It is much more complete than his evil fire phoenix, and this spirit also looks very strong.

　　Ma Pingyuan's face that was about to be angry turned into surprise. He obviously knew this spirit, and said in a deep voice, "This is the black tiger spirit."

　　The Black Tiger Martial Spirit is also considered to be a top-level Martial Spirit. Although it is not as powerful as the White Tiger Martial Spirit, it is also a king among the Tiger Martial Spirits, ranking among the top three Tiger Martial Spirits.

　　Immediately afterward, three spirit rings rose from under his feet, constantly wandering from under his feet to the top of his head. The colors are yellow, yellow, and purple.

　　Especially the purple on the top is the most conspicuous.

　　His second spirit ring lit up.

　　"Black Tiger Shadow Change."

　　Before Ma Ming could react, he was hit by the black tiger that rushed over at a high speed, hit his chest with a palm, flew out, hit the tree, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

　　"dad!"

　　Ma Hongjun ran over quickly and helped Ma Ming up.

　　"Dad, how are you?"

　　Ma Ming coughed and said, "Hongjun, Dad is fine."

　　"Dragon Soul Gun."

　　Ma Hongjun said in a low voice, a golden dragon shadow flashed in his right hand, and a silver spear appeared in his hand.

　　Although he knew that he was not the opponent's opponent, Ma Hongjun saw his father's injury, and the anger in his heart broke out uncontrollably.

　　"What are you doing, do you want to kill people here?"

　　Ma Ping shouted, the young man ignored him at all, the second spirit ring continued to light up, and he attacked him, full of murderous intent, and his actions had proved his idea.

　　Ma Ping had no choice but to meet him with a stick and fight together, but he was no match for the young man in terms of strength.

　　An angry Ma Hongjun rushed up with the Dragon Soul Spear.

　　"Hongjun, come back!" Ma Ming shouted anxiously from behind.

　　The young man smiled slightly when he saw Ma Hongjun's shot.

　　"Boy, Martial Soul looks good, I'll play with you."

　　The young man rushed in front of Ma Hongjun and said jokingly.

　　Then the boy's eyes sank, and UU Reading www.uukanshu.com drank.

　　"Black tiger, possessed!"

　　His martial spirit was also a black tiger, and a yellow spirit ring rose from his feet.

　　Ma Hongjun's eyes were firm and unmoved at all, and the Dragon Soul Spear stabbed directly.

　　"A hundred birds come out of their nests."

　　The youth's yellow spirit ring lit up.

　　"The black tiger strikes the sky."

　　The dragon soul spear and his tiger claws met in the air, making a sound of gold and iron.

　　The trick of a hundred birds coming out of the nest focuses on the spear head. The power is concentrated on the spear head, and ten spear flowers dance in an instant, like a hundred spear heads.

　　The young man sneered, thinking that a boy who didn't have a soul ring would dare to confront him, he really wasn't afraid of death.

　　But the next second, he couldn't smile anymore.

　　The Dragon Soul Spear went straight through his tiger palm and pulled it out again, bringing out a patch of blood.

　　Immediately, he screamed, and the state of martial spirit possession became unstable, looming.

　　Ma Hongjun held the Dragon Soul Spear in the air, spun it again, and hit him on the shoulder.

　　The young man was knocked out, spit out a mouthful of blood, and his martial soul was directly beaten back into his body.

　　He struggled to get up, but the pain in his shoulder made him unable to gather strength.

　　It all took ten seconds.

　　Ma Hongjun hurriedly put away the Dragon Soul Spear, retaining the little remaining soul power.

　　Then he walked to the boy's side, grabbed his fate's throat, and said.

　　"I'll help you up!"

　　In those ten seconds, Ma Ping was also defeated by the young man, holding the Wuhun wooden stick and standing trembling.

　　The young man, the third spirit ring lit up, was about to deliver a fatal blow to Ma Ping, when suddenly a voice sounded from behind.

　　"Don't move or I'll kill him."