Chapter 106 Soul Fighting Hall

When Xuanmo lay down**, the voice of Shupugas came to his mind, "Xiaomo, I always feel that something is wrong. I feel that something will happen."

"What's the matter? Grandpa Gas, have you been in Mozhu for a long time, so you want to breathe? Xuan Mo responded to Xiupu Gas in his mind.

"I don't know. Anyway, since you left Sycause, the old man always feels like something is going to happen, and I've always been restless."

"What can happen? Now I have arrived at the Soul Fighting Hall. At that time, I will change another name. How could the Lotus Emperor guess that I am here? Moreover, sects and sects are not allowed to search each other randomly. That's disrespect for sects. The Lotus Emperor dares not come to the Soul Fighting Hall anyway. You should know. The Soul Fighting Hall is the second largest sect on the mainland, so Grandpa Gas, don't worry. Xuanmo said at ease.

Xiupugas sighed and said, "Alas! I hope so!"

"Okay, Grandpa Garth, go to sleep in the middle of the night!" I have to go to the Soul Fighting Hall tomorrow.

"You stinky boy, you still let me sleep. I'm about to sleep. You'd better let me get some breath quickly, otherwise, I'll tell Lianyue about your ugly things." Xiupugas seemed to say angrily.

"I'm sorry, Grandpa Garth, when we enter the Soul Fighting Hall and Ziyan are not with me, I will take time to let you breathe every day, okay?" Xuanmo comforted him again.

"Hmm! It's better! Old man, I'm asleep."

Xuanmo smiled and fell asleep again.

However, in the night, Ji Feng, who was lying in **, still opened his eyes. He seemed to have something on his mind with a dull expression.

In this way, a quiet night passed, and perhaps this was the last time Xuanmo and others slept so comfortably, because no one could predict what would happen in the future.

In the morning, when the first ray of vision came out, Xuanmo had already got up. No matter how late he went to bed, Xuanmo would get up early, because getting up early had become his habit.

After breakfast, they packed up their things and were ready to leave.

"Ji Feng, hurry up! We are about to leave." Xuan Mo shouted loudly to Ji Feng in the toilet.

"Oh! Here it comes. Ji Feng seemed to be very listless.

After Ji Feng came out, a group of five people walked to their destination, the Soul Fighting Hall.

After about half an hour, the five people finally came to the Soul Fighting Hall.

"Wow! Is this the paradise that all the fighters on the mainland yearn for? So elegant!" Ziling was surprised.

At this time, the five of them were standing under the steps of the gate of the Soul Fighting Hall and looked up. They saw that it was like a temple. The gate of the temple was made of fine iron, and directly above the gate was a plaque with three words of the Soul Fighting Hall. Surprisingly, the plaque was made of pure gold. Looking at all this Xuanmo couldn't help sighing, "Alas! Just a gate is enough to see the wealth of the Soul Fighting Hall.

And the whole soul fighting hall is full of solemn red, which may highlight the majesty of the soul fighting hall. In front of him, countless steps sent the Soul Fighting Hall to an altitude of 200 meters. Each step is about 10 meters long. On both sides of the steps are standing the fighters of the Soul Fighting Hall, and Xuan Mo can clearly feel that the strength of these fighters has reached more than 40 levels. Imagine that the gatekeepers have reached more than 40 levels, not to mention the real fighters in the Soul Fighting Hall.

When the five Xuanmo were about to climb the steps to the Soul Fighting Hall, they were intercepted by the doorkeeper, "What are you doing? You can't enter the Soul Fighting Hall at will.

Xuan Mo came forward and said respectfully, "We are here to join the Soul Fighting Hall. Please inform us."

At this moment, just after Xuan Mo finished speaking, he clearly felt a strange gaze flashing in front of his eyes, but Xuanmo could not say what the strange gaze was.

"Oh! No need to report it, then come with me!" The young man who looks at the door.

Xuan Mo was stunned for a moment, "Can I enter without notification?" Then he followed the young man forward.

After entering the Soul Fighting Hall, Xuanmo can feel the breath of a strong man everywhere, and even feel the breath of extreme magic. You know, in addition to special situations such as Xuanmo, the ultimate magic is the exclusive magic of the reborn person. At this time, Xuanmo has to admire the strength of the Fighting Soul Hall from the bottom of his heart. It can be said that after entering the Soul Fighting Hall again, Xuan Mo has not felt a breath lower than his level.

But at this time, Xuanmo couldn't help frowning again. The strength of the Soul Fighting Hall is only the second in the mainland. As the first sect on the mainland - Miwu City, how powerful it is. He took a deep breath. At this moment, Xuanmo really dared not imagine it anymore.

In a short time, the young fighter took Xuanmo and the five people to a closed yard.

"Okay, the five of you are waiting here. I'll report it to the hall owner!" After saying that, the young fighter walked to the room in the courtyard.

After the young fighter left, Xuan Mo looked at the closed yard strangely. The yard was not very large, but smaller than any of the soul fighting hall they walked through. It looked like a square yard with a length of about 100 meters, and the surrounding corners had grown weeds, and there was a A dilapidated house looks like a deserted yard. Xuanmo doesn't understand whether the owner of the Soul Fighting Hall will live here?

Just when Xuanmo was puzzled, a middle-aged man in gorgeous clothes came out of the dilapidated house.

The moment the middle-aged man came out, Xuan Mo felt an extreme wind magic breath coming to his face. The three women and Ji Feng hummed at the same time and couldn't help withdrawing back five or six steps, and Xuan Mo barely resisted the suppression of middle-aged people because of his ultimate magic.

Looking at the three women and Ji Feng who were forced back by the ultimate wind magic, Xuan Mo said in his heart, "Is he testing our strength?" Turning around, he thought, "The ultimate wind magic? Strength above level 80? Is he the head of the hall in the mouth of the young fighter?

When the middle-aged man released the ultimate wind magic, but saw that the 20-year-old teenager in front of him could stand there motionless, he began to frown slightly, and then an evil smile appeared at the corners of his mouth, but these were only for a moment.

Then, the middle-aged man said, "Hm, five lovely teenagers. My name is Zhang Wei, the owner of the Wind Soul Hall. You are very welcome to come to the Soul Fighting Hall."