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The majority of mental skills were similar to Xiao Wu's Second Soul Techniques Charm. Although they were mental skills, they did not have any offensive capabilities.
And the second Soul Techniques that Yu Xiaogaang's Fifth Soul Ring bestowed to him, was a pure spiritual attack Soul Techniques like the Holy Dragon's Roar, which surprised Xiao Tian for a while.
Compared to Liu Tie and the others, Qian Daoliu felt a surge of anger that shot straight into the sky when he saw Feng Han's miserable appearance.
The dignified Seventh Elder of the Martial Soul Palace, a peak Dou Roc with 96 levels of soul power, was actually beaten up so badly by three Soul Sage level Soul Master s?
It would be fine if he was just beaten up, but the problem was that Feng Han was suppressed by the three Soul Saints in public and had no way to fight back!
Where would the Martial Soul Palace put its face?
Although Qian Xunji himself was clear that, let alone Feng Han, even if it was Golden Crocodile Dou Roc, he might not be able to win the favor from Gold Iron Triangle, this did not stop him from venting his anger on Feng Han!
"Trash!" Qian Xunji looked at the bloodied and unknown Feng Han on the stage and snorted coldly, "You still need This Pope to take action!"
With that, Qian Xunji stood up from his seat, the Angel Holy Sword in his left hand and the image of Six-winged Angel Martial Soul behind him floated in the air, giving off a great pressure.
"Please wait, Pope, let this old man go and have a look at them." Seeing Qian Xunji's actions, an old man wearing a golden robe behind Qian Daoliu suddenly spoke.
Qian Xunji hesitated for a moment and then nodded his head: "Then, I'll have to trouble Second Elder."
When he stood up before, it was only to make an attitude. After all, forget about losing his right arm, even when he was at his peak, he wasn't confident that he could handle Gold Iron Triangle.
However, he had instructed Seventh Elder to deal with Gold Iron Triangle. If he did not express anything after Feng Han's failure, people would inevitably criticize him.
Even though he was Qian Daoliu's son, there were a lot of people in the Martial Soul Palace who didn't want him to sit in the Pope's position.
Golden Crocodile Dou Roc shook his head. How could he not understand Qian Xunji's thoughts?
It could be said that Qian Xunji had grown up in his own eyes, but unfortunately, not only was the Martial Soul Palace Pope's strength far inferior to his father's, Qian Daoliu, even the means of defense could not compare to Qian Daoliu, but he had more ulterior motives than anyone else!
"Sigh …" Sighing, Golden Crocodile Dou Roc glanced at the silent Bibitone behind Qian Xunji. Fear flashed in his eyes. Without further hesitation, he rushed towards the ruins in the ring.
As long as Qian Daoliu was still around for a day, Bibitone wouldn't dare to go overboard. At most, she would be able to hold Qian Xunji in the air and control Papal Palace.
However, with the existence of Qian Xunji and the Hall of Elders, the Martial Soul Hall would still be under Qian Daoliu's control!
Seeing Golden Crocodile Dou Roc take action, Xiao Tian's expression also became serious. Golden Crocodile Dou Roc could be said to be the strongest among all the s, and with his mutated Golden Crocodile King Martial Soul and his hundred years of battle experience, besides Xiao Tian and the three great s, there were very few people who could suppress him!
Even Tang Hao would have to wait for his soul power to increase by two levels before he could win against Golden Crocodile Dou Roc.
As a result, Xiao Tian had to constantly pay attention to the situation below as he was wary of any accidents happening.