Chapter 1167: Bing Mulin Jun debut (6)

　　 "I'm so old, what do I envy?" Yan Shaozhe shook his head, "It's just skin bags."
　　 "Old Yan, you're all too old, why is your tone sour?" Qian Duoduo poked Shaozhe with his elbow.
　　 "Joke, how can I sore a young man?" Yan Shaozhe snorted.
"Hey, don't tell me, I always think, this Wang Feng. Maybe he is a man who has lived a long time." Qian Duoduo crossed his arms, "When he came to the college, he said Zu is his disciple. Don't you forget? These days, who has the courage and courage to say such things?"
　　 "No one dares to brag like that."
　　 "Believe it or not, I bet a gold soul coin. Even if he arrives in the Central Wuhun Palace, he dare to say that?"
　　 "..." Yan Shaozhe.
　　 "However, his strength is still open to question."
　　 line of sight, from looking at the sky, converging on the field.
　　Wang Feng wore a black robe and changed his outfit, but he was still handsome and sunny. There was a little cloudy weather just now, and the sun immediately rose. Screaming constantly came from the mouth of the students beside the stands.
　　 "Tsk tsk, I feel that I still have the potential to be a magic stick." Wang Feng glanced, looking at the crazy obsession in the eyes of those students, "These are all Yan Gou Dang."
　　 Wang Feng shook his head, looked at the referee in black, and squinted slightly.
　　 This referee is really not a simple character.
　　 Titled Douluo-level figures who serve as referees here are probably those high-level figures in the Wuhun Inspection Department.
　　 disguised as a referee, watching the show up close here.
　　 When Wang Feng came back, he figured out the cause and effect, otherwise he would not sit in the stands and watch Huo Yuhao and the others.
　　 The Wuhun Inspection Department has been here for so long, in order to investigate the situation of Qi Soul Master.
　　 With so many people today, the Wuhun Inspection Department does not have the habit of wearing plain clothes, but there is no one from the Wuhun Inspection Department in the stands.
　　The only thing left is still on the court.
　　 At this time, the dark-skinned Jike also ended.
　　 In Wang Feng's eyes, this is a black man from a previous life.
　　 looks like a combination of Chinese and Western. People from the Sun Moon Empire.
　　 "Jike, the seventy-third-level war soul sage, the shadow of the Wuhun black soul." Jike said with a smile.
　　 His smile is still a bit sad.
　　 "This place is a bit small and we can't use it. Just click until you reach it."
　　 Jike nodded slightly towards Wang Feng, "Please enlighten him from the soul master."
　　 Dark Soul Shadow?
　　Wang Feng thought for a long time, but didn't want to understand what Martial Spirit this is?
　　 I can only say that there are too many special martial arts spirits that have emerged these years.
　　 The seven spirit rings rose from Jike.
　　 Three purples, four blacks.
　　 The last one should be a spirit ring that is 80,000 years up and close to 90,000 years old, slightly scarlet.
　　 The strength is good.
　　 Judging from the momentum, Jike is much stronger than Zhang Lexuan.
　　 Mainly because of the different experience. Jike comes from the Sun-Moon Empire and has a calm momentum. At first glance, he is a veteran strong who has experienced many big scenes.
　　 Black Soul Shadow, this martial soul, Wang Feng has never heard of it.
　　 There are almost no people who have heard of it.
　　 But the seven spirit rings can be seen clearly.
　　 Wang Feng is not nonsense, he looked up at the sky and snorted coldly:
　　 "Come down!"
　　 Many viewers followed Wang Feng's sight and looked up to the sky.
　　 A black figure, like a black gem, shone like a star from the sky, and then fell from the sky!
　　 boom!
　　 The huge figure hit the ground directly, raising countless dust.
　　 A chill radiated from around the figure, and many spectators in the stands shuddered inexplicably.
　　 Jike frowned slightly.
　　 A terrible aura spread out from the chaotic dust.
　　Dark breath, cold breath, after the combination of the two, the breath alone gives people a terrible feeling of coldness.
　　 Within a few seconds, the dust slowly dispersed.
　　 Bing Mulin Jun's body full of black and white stalwarts, just floating on the ground.
The mechanical wings behind 　　 are engraved with mysterious black patterns and ice white. The body is completely integrated, with sharp edges and corners, and the extreme cold and dark atmosphere. With this ancient and mysterious body, it is extremely awesome and cool.
　　 "A soul beast with the ultimate ice attribute?"
　　 Jike's face changed slightly, "There is still the aura of an Evil Soul Beast? But the Qi Soul Master can't even tame the Evil Soul Beast... Isn't it right, this is a dark attribute?"
　　 is different from Longxie.
　　The body of the dragon evil, even a soul master can recognize it, it is the rock dragon. Although there are great changes.
　　 But Bingmulin was really no one could recognize him.
　　 Lord Bingmulin was conceived in the eggs of the Evil Soul Beast, and the conceived body itself was his body.
　　 instead of other soul beasts.
　　 Even in the far north, few soul beasts have seen Lord Bingmullin, let alone these people now.
　　 "If you win Binglin, you are qualified to fight me."
　　 Wang Feng said rudely.
　　 Jike's face sank, the first thing he thought of was not the other party mocking him so much.
　　 But this soul beast must be very strong, otherwise the other party would not say such big words.
"Game start!"
　　 The calm voice of the black referee fell~EbookFREE.me~ but his eyes kept falling on Lord Bingmulin.
　　 The moment the voice fell.
　　 Bing Mullin Jun clenched his fists, the ice patterns on his body flickered, and the strong power of absolute ice spread from his body.
　　 The ground began to be covered with layers of frost at a speed visible to the naked eye.
　　 The power of absolute ice beyond the extreme, even if it only emits a trace, it has great power.
　　 Bing Mullin Jun gently lifted his foot and stomped directly on the ground. In an instant, countless ice thorns appeared in the ice ground formed by the ground, which surrounded Jike. The momentum was huge, and it was not something that a low-level spirit master could create.
　　Bing Mullin, who has lived for endless years, has only a cultivation base that is less than ten thousand years old.
　　 But his familiar control and application of the power of absolute ice, as well as combat experience, allowed him to display the combat power at this time to an extreme.
　　 Even Long Xie can't match it.
　　 Lifting the foot can form a powerful attack.
　　 The powerful ice attribute power shocked everyone present!
　　The unstoppable ice spurs the rice noodles on the ground.
　　 Jike leaped slightly, his fifth spirit ring flashed, and a pair of black misty wings appeared behind him.
　　 Jike cast his sight on Wang Feng.
　　 "Fourth Spirit Ability: Black Nightmare Shadowbound!"
　　 Jike flying in mid-air, look at dodge the ground attack. .
　　 But the extreme coldness also caused him great trouble.
　　 Jike did not hesitate, and slammed his hands towards Lord Bingmulin, as if throwing a cloud of shadow, but it did not wrap around Lord Bingmulin but on the huge shadow of Lord Bingmulin!