Urban Medical God

But this place has countless buildings!

Men, women, and children wearing long robes live here, and there are even many Hunyuan realm powerhouses guarding the Quartet from the air, and even the Daoist realm powerhouses are sitting here, and even the good fortune realm is there, and here is a terrifying one. The name-Soul Race!

Soul race!

An extremely threatening group in Lingwu Continent!

The human warriors here, unlike other places, do not cultivate the power of bloodline or spiritual energy, only the power of the soul and the power of the great road!

Once the power of their souls is used, they can instantly wipe out the souls of the strong at the same level. In this way, the opponent has fallen before the fight has actually started. They are the people of the famous Lingwu Continent. There are strong people in the good fortune realm, but the strong in the star aperture realm dare not offend them at will!

The Beigong family and the Huangpu family have a good relationship with them!

But just business meetings, even these medium-sized big families, will be afraid of them!

"Soul Sakura!"

"Why is a girl here this time?"

A young warrior asked, his face was painted with a silver totem of evil charm, just looking at him would be creepy!

He is also a strong man in the Hunyuan realm, only thirty years old, but he is a young and strong man in the soul race, named the soul knife.

"You don\'t need to worry about it!"

"At that time, when this memorial ceremony is over, you will no longer be eligible to see me!"

Soul Ying threw the cage to the elder\'s side, saying: "This girl has excellent talent and physique. She comes from the world of low martial arts and has no backing or background. It is suitable for memorial ceremony!"

"The body without leakage!"

"Yes, it adds up to exactly ten!" The white-robed elder looked at Ji Lin carefully, nodded slightly, and said: "This memorial service, the ten virgins needed, I didn\'t expect to gather so soon!"

"How long does the memorial ceremony start?" Kunying said lightly: "According to the rules, I provide a virgin who is eligible to participate!"

Elder Baipao responded: "Twelve days later!"

Upon hearing these words, a smile was drawn at the corner of Kunying\'s mouth.

"Twelve days!"

"If I can have a place, then I will be able to advance from the fourth-tier heaven of the mixed element realm to the fifth-tier, or even the sixth-tier!"

"If you have very good luck, absorb the remnant thoughts of a certain strong person, and directly become a strong person in the late stage of the Hunyuan realm, it will be no problem!"

The soul cherry is in love with words, looking forward to the memorial ceremony twelve days later!

She gradually looked at the soul knife on the side, with a hint of disdain on the corners of her lips, and snorted softly. These low-cultivation guys are only in the third level of the Primordial Realm when they are thirty, and they want to pursue me. ?

Wait until the end of the memorial service!

When I reach the late stage of the Hunyuan realm, I will enter the inner circle. You are not qualified to see me in this life!

"Humph!"

"There will be many people attending the memorial ceremony at that time!"

"There are also many people who hope to make a breakthrough in the memorial ceremony. Many people have this idea for the memorial ceremony once every 100 years, but only two or three people have succeeded in a thousand years!" The soul knife also felt the tone of the soul cherry. And attitude, looks a bit bad!

The elder white robe looked up at them and said slightly, "Hun Ying, you can have a place!"

"As for the soul knife!"

"I didn\'t catch the right person, after handing over the task, get out!"

"Elder, maybe I can also catch a suitable girl, why my soul race\'s memorial ceremony, my soul race people participate in the least, this is not fair--"

Before the words were finished, a strong brilliance leaped over!

Elder Baipao shot and directly interrupted the soul knife, condensing a blood-red blade of time, instantly slashing the soul knife all over, and then flying out, he continued to bow his head to depict the formation on the weapon!

Based on his early cultivation base of He Dao Realm!

It is naturally easy to clean up a disciple from the early stage of Hunyuan Realm!

However, the start was extremely fierce. If the Soul Knife suffered such a heavy injury, it would take at least two to three hundred years to heal on its own without the treasure healed. Such a blow would break the Soul Knife\'s genius path, so cruel!

To the disciples in your own clan!

It\'s so spicy!

It is indeed a frightening soul race!

"Elder, the people who participated in the memorial ceremony this time are the same as before?"

"My soul race, or twelve people?" Soul Ying was also a little unwilling. Her own group held a memorial ceremony, consuming the bodies, blood and essence of ten talented girls. The ritual held was to pursue some that have fallen but not died. The remnant of the strong man!

Why, such a ceremony!

My soul clan participated in the least number of people, and all other factions could send people, and even more than a hundred people participated in total, and they had the opportunity to touch those Cannian!

If you are lucky, you can catch those remnants and devour them, and your strength will rise!

After all, after the fall, there are still strong people with Cannian, who generally have the cultivation base of the Dao-level, and most of them are in the good fortune realm. They also appeared in the star-aperture realm thousands of years ago. They were swallowed by the genius of the Shenlong family. That genius went from the fifth level of the Hunyuan realm to the peak of the 9th level of the Hedao realm overnight!

Can Nian contains so much power!

Why, my soul race, there are so few people who can participate?

"You shouldn’t know! You don’t need to know!" The elder Baipao raised his head to look at Soul Sakura and sighed, "Finally, if you caught a girl, I will tell you something. This memorial ceremony, although it was caused by I send as the leader!"

"But it is the Beigong family, Ten Thousand Sword Emperor Palace, Undefeated Immortal Palace and other forces that provide materials, space **** stone, time **** stone, and even life **** stone, and their people will naturally participate!"

"It\'s only because of my soul race\'s unique physique and talent that I can lead and start this big formation!"

"And other strong people can\'t!"

The white-robed elder looked at Soul Sakura with dark eyes, and immediately said with a cold voice: "Well, what you want to know, I will tell you!"

"Get off!" With a wave of his hand, he shot Soul Sakura away from a kilometer away, and he did not do anything lightly, but he saved his strength and did not hurt the origin of Soul Sakura, otherwise a single palm would be enough to shoot Death Soul Sakura!

"This little girl!"

"Looking at the beautiful people, they actually came from the land of ants!" The white-robed elder came to Ji Lin, smiled faintly, and made a weird voice, and said: "It\'s still that kind of place, people in the land of ants, why? Kill, how to play, there will be no problem!"

"People from Lingwu Continent!"

"It\'s not easy to catch!"

He knows well that once the genius girls required for the soul race memorial ceremony are given enough time and resources, everyone will be a powerful person in the combined Dao realm, and may even be promoted to the good fortune realm. They are all people of great potential!

In the Lingwu Continent, the vast majority of girls with such talents are descendants of a large family, and cannot be caught, let alone killed, otherwise they will be in trouble, so it is better to be from the low-wu world!