Chapter 1720: : At that time, Shaoyinghao!

Duanmu 筱man is a little embarrassed, calmly like the face of the water slightly said: "The wind is heavy, the water phase is triple, the young age is not weak!"
Su Yi nodded and said with a different color: "Does this soul quality increase in the future?"
"The soul quality is different from the soul energy. The division of the genus is the degree of closeness to the vitality attribute. The quality of the soul is basically fixed from birth! There will be no great changes!" Duanmu Yuman said.
After a long while, Duanmu Yumanyu was puzzled and sent a question to Su Yi.
Su Yi does not feel very accurate. If the degree of closeness is standard, it is obvious that the quality of the water before the soul was not so high.
"Well... your control of the fire seems to be stronger than the water, what is going on? Did you find it before?"
Su Yi suddenly had some words, and Su Yi certainly knew what happened to him.
He bears the two inheritances of the Emperor and the Golden Dragon, and he has experienced the test of fire in the trial, and the fire attribute is not strong.
Su Yi seems to understand some, is it that it is the inheritance of the gods, so the quality of the soul that can not change is also rising in itself?
Stopping the violent vibration of his heart, Su Yi looked up at the wall and said softly.
"When I was a child, I was said to be a waste wood. When I was a servant, I used to go to the crater to practice. Maybe... maybe it would be refined at that time!"
Su Yi’s eyes are on her knees, looking at the sky, and thinking thoughtfully.
Suddenly, Su Yi looked at Duanmu Yuman, only to see that he was already out of the air.
"What's wrong? Master?"
The mind turned, and Duanmuman sucked his nose, and some fluctuated and said: "Nothing, it turned out that you were so bitter when you were young!"
"Haha! Isn't it painless now? Master, I will follow you later, and I will be happy in the future!"
When the words are exported, Su Yi feels how strange this sentence is?
Duanmu Tioman is also a look of glory, Liu Yan moves, said: "Some serious! Your soul quality is already very good, you should teach you the soul skills!"
"Hmm!"
Soul skill is also coming to the Heavenly Palace, Su Yicai knows that the world has the same attack tactics as martial arts.
However, it is motivated by the soul energy, which can form a soul attack on the enemy, causing interference to his mind, and it is easy to gain the upper hand in hostility.
There is also a soul skill that can spur the ancient souls, which is a powerful place for the soul teacher.
"I will also be a soul skill!"
Su Yi brows his head, and the power of the white is surging. The wind is filled with the wind and the earth, and an old soul energy instantly whipped up a whirlwind in the same place.
"There is no match!"
Qi Shenruyuan, Su Yi is full of milky white light, instantly transforming four people in the original place.
The figure flashed, and Su Yi stood at the other end of the vein, at the end of the light.
Su Yi instantly emerged an extremely intangible invisible force, and he flashed four figures in a row, like a phantom stack.
On time, the four identical figures stood in front of Duanmu Muman, and they smiled and moved in the same way.
Su Yi’s head was slightly raised, leaning against Duanmuman, with arrogance and triumphant color.
"Master, how do you see my soul skills?"
The scene in front of me is very familiar. Duanmu Muman suddenly has tears in his eyes, his heart is fluctuating, and his mind is immediately pulled back to a certain moment.
There is also a handsome young boy in front of the wind, dressed in a white robe, slender and handsome, and the eyebrows of the eyebrows, the mountain roots of Ying Ting reveals a arrogant arrogance of the world.
The scene changes on a white jade square, and there is no wind in the four fields.
Numerous disciples of the Tiangong Palace gathered together, and the eyes were very novel and watched the juveniles.
"Sister! Go find my sister!"
The young man sipped the others, but the hands and feet were flying up and down.
The mysterious runes of Qiu Xia are constantly surrounded by the juvenile, and the light is shrouded and the heroic is extraordinary.
At this time, among the crowd, there was a snow-white figure, and the beautiful face was as cold as the old.
The long blue silk flies, revealing a pair of autumn water scorpions, it is the young Duanmu 筱man.
As the white face looks like a young boy, he snorted.
"What? I am practicing, nothing to bother me!"
As if to be defeated by the temperament, the teenager looked around the circle of people, then the thin lips and slightly.
The corner of the mouth outlines a sinister arc of ecstasy, and four identical illusions are instantly transformed behind the body.
"Sister, what is your cultivation of martial arts! Look at my soul skills!"
I saw this handsome young man, the toes of the feet gently, and instantly erected hundreds of feet, standing in the air.
The imposing manner is extremely overbearing, and the four figures are combined with the air. The flashing glimmer of the halo ring will illuminate the entire clear sky.
When the wind screams, the wind and the clouds change, and the whole world is full of wild soul energy.
Overwhelming, four volumes of strength!
"Call!"
The juvenile overlooks the entire piece of Tiantianchuan, and countless disciples of the Tiangong Palace are holding one hand on their foreheads.
All the onlookers are frowning and looking like a god, the eyes are full of envy and horror,
"Little white!" The teenager screamed in the sky.
In the far distance, a group of white gods came quickly. The next moment, the young man held his hand and stood on top of the dagger.
The white dragons linger in the heavens and the earth, a pair of pupils like a brass bell shines with a fierce atmosphere, and the scales of the whole body are shining under the radiance of the light, hard and incomparable. After gently, the whole world is shaking.
The juvenile body leaned forward into a lunge, and the hand rested on the knee. The smile was full and the corner of the mouth gradually changed from a chuckle to a big laugh.
"Sister, I have combined the power of the little white! How! Not so bad!"
Duanmu 筱man lightly daggers, his mouth slightly raised, then his eyes converge, his eyes cold, staring at the youngsters.
"You are already a master of the palace, how can you be so unruly! I will tell the master!"
It turned out that the teenager was the original Duanmu Qingtian.
Just listen to Duanmu Qingtian, laugh aloud, and take the white to quickly go to the distance.
The secluded sky only left a stunned face and a long echo.
"I am the official palace next month! Sister, I have to go out for a tour, I have already told the master, wait for me to come back and bring you something good!"
The mind quickly recovered, and when the eyelashes of the Duanmuman fan were turned again, they had returned to the chilly and dark space.
The wind whispers and the energy is soaring.
Four identical figures, Su Yi's eyes are quite proud.
Duanmu Qiaoman vomited a deep sigh of relief, palms fluttering, and a pair of exercises will be heavily played on the phantom farthest from the ground.