Chapter 47 Go to the Broken Clan, Yang Wudi!
"The Broken Clan, Yang Tianming, please see me!" The leader quickly bowed and shouted, with a very respectful tone.
The other Po Yi clan members also quickly bowed and saluted.
"Yeah." Ling Kuang nodded slightly.
“That level 50 quasi-soul king, let’s kill this explosive cracking tiger first and absorb the soul ring first.” Ling Feng glanced at the explosive cracking tiger with more air coming out and less air intake. , said lightly.
Ling Kuang also nodded and motioned for the man to kill the Explosive Pattern Tiger first.
For most soul masters, it is difficult to find soul beasts that meet the requirements, and this ten thousand-year-old explosive cracking tiger is very suitable to become the fifth soul ring of the soul-breaking gun soul.
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
After receiving the permission, the level 50 quasi-soul king had a flash of excitement in his eyes, and slowly walked towards the Explosive Cracking Tiger.
The soul power surged around his body, and the soul-breaking gun shone with a cold light in his hand.
"Roar!"
The Explosive Tiger felt the fatal threat and struggled to get up to resist. However, due to the heavy injuries, he could only let out a few unwilling roars.
The Quasi-Soul King let out a low drink, pouring his soul power into the tip of his spear, and stabbed it out fiercely. The tip of the spear accurately penetrated the vital part of the Explosive Tiger.
This ferocious soul beast let out its last cry and lost its breath completely.
A black soul ring slowly rose from the corpse of the explosive crack tiger. The quasi-soul king did not dare to neglect at all, and immediately sat down cross-legged and began to absorb the soul ring.
The surrounding Po-Zhi clan members looked at him nervously.
The process of absorbing soul rings is full of dangers. If you are not careful, your previous efforts may be wasted or even your life may be endangered.
Ling Ye and the other four had dull expressions and were not very concerned about whether this person could successfully absorb the soul ring.
Ling Kuang looked calm, looked at Yang Tianming, and said: "I want to see the leader of your Po clan, Yang Wudi."
"Your Majesty, our clan leader should still be here at this time. In the family camp, do you mean to return to the clan area with us?" Yang Tianming responded cautiously.
Facing a titled Douluo, he did not dare to be careless in the slightest and had to be cautious in his words and actions.
Furthermore, Ling Kuang, a titled Douluo, still doesn’t know his true identity, and from the bottom of his heart, he doesn’t want to take his clan back.
But Yang Tianming did not dare to speak directly for fear of angering Ling Kuang.
"That's right." Ling Kuang nodded slightly.
"I see that your clan leader has important matters to discuss. Once you have absorbed the soul rings, you can go directly back to your Po Clan's base."
Yang Tianming hesitated for a moment, nodded and said: "I will obey your orders."
He understood that even if Ling Kuang returned to his clan without him, the latter could find him on his own.
When the time comes, Ling Kuang may not necessarily be so ‘polite’
Then.
Ling Kuang looked at Ling Feng and Gu Yuchan and asked: "Feng'er, Yuchan, are you going back, or are you going to the Po Zhi Clan's headquarters together."
Ling Feng and Gu Yuchan looked at each other and smiled: "We won't go together."
"If I remember correctly, the Po Clan's headquarters is in Soluo City, which is close to Moro City. It’s far away, and it’s not along the way.”
Hearing this, Ling Kuang looked at Yang Tianming.
Yang Tianming instantly understood what he meant and replied: "Our Po Clan's headquarters is indeed in Soluo City."
"In that case, you can just go back. What's the matter? Remember to send me a message." Ling Kuang said calmly.
Ling Ye smiled and waved, "Dad, mother, take care on the road."
"Xiaoye, remember to listen to grandpa."
Gu Yuchan touched Ling Ye's little head whispered a few gentle words, and then left with Ling Feng.
Time passes minute by minute.
The Quasi-Soul King's face sometimes showed pain, and sometimes looked calm.
Finally, amidst the anticipation of several members of the Poichi clan, the light of the soul ring gradually faded away, and the quasi-soul king slowly opened his eyes and stood up, his eyes full of joy.
"Thank you so much, Your Majesty!" The Quasi-Soul King thanked him respectfully again.
Ling Kuang nodded slightly and said: "Since the absorption has been successful, let's leave and go directly back to your Po Clan's station."
Everyone should be walking towards the outside of the Star Dou Forest. go. ...
On the way to Solo City, Ling Ye and Ling Kuang sat in a carriage, and a member of the Broken Clan drove them.
Ling Ye continued to use the 'Octagonal Black Ice Grass' and 'Fire Apricot Jiao Shu' to train his body. At the same time, he did not forget to cultivate his soul power and steadily improved all aspects of himself.
Ling Kuang has been protecting Ling Ye to prevent accidents.
During this period, several members of the Po Yi clan did not know about these two fairy grasses at all.
Let’s not talk about it for a moment. The average Po Yi clan members don’t know the fairy grass at all. Even if they know it, they have no chance to see it.
With Ling Kuang around, they didn't dare to spy on Ling Ye's practice.
No Titled Douluo can be provoked by a few Soul Kings.
……
One month later.
One of the large cities in the Star Luo Empire, Solo City, has a mansion that occupies a large area. On the plaque at the gate, there are four eye-catching characters "Broken Clan" written on it.
This is the residence of the Po clan.
In Solo City, the Broken Clan is also the leading clan.
Not only is he strong, he is also good at refining medicine, and he has transactions with many big families, sects, and even two empires.
"Your Majesty, we are here."
Yang Tianming came to the carriage where Ling Ye and Ling Kuang were, and reminded him respectfully.
"Yes."
A dull voice without any emotion came from the carriage.
Afterwards, Ling Kuang took Ling Ye out of the carriage and looked towards the Po Zhi Clan station in front, with an incomprehensible look in his eyes.
At the same time.
"Clan Chief, I have something urgent to report!"
Looking at the panicked clansmen, Yang Wudi's eyes flashed with a look of displeasure.
"Boss is already old, and he is still acting in such a panic. How unbecoming! Didn't you go help Tianhao hunt for the soul ring? Where are Tianming and the others?"
"Clan leader, there is a titled Douluo Qian Come on, go take a look!" the man said hurriedly.
"What? Titled Douluo!"
Hearing this, Yang Wudi immediately lost his composure and asked hurriedly: "Do you know which Titled Douluo he is and what his purpose is?"
"I don't know, that Titled Douluo should be a bear martial spirit, but I can't remember what his name is." The man replied.
"Bear Martial Spirit."
A figure appeared in Yang Wudi's mind, his expression changed, and the figure rushed out of the small courtyard in a flash.
“Go and notify the elders!”
Hearing the remaining voice of the clan leader, this man quickly went to find the elders of the clan.
......
Soon, Yang Wudi came to the front yard and saw Ling Kuang, Ling Ye, Yang Tianming and others stepping into the door.
"It is indeed you, the Demon Bear Douluo of Wuhun Palace!"
Yang Wudi narrowed his eyes, his expression was solemn, his soul power was surging, he seemed to be ready to fight to the death. Prepare.
“Yang Wudi, long time no see.”
When Ling Kuang saw the person coming, he recognized Yang Wudi at a glance.
In his early years, he met Yang Wudi several times.
When Yang Tianming and others saw the clan leader looking like he was facing a formidable enemy, an ominous premonition suddenly arose in their hearts.
(End of this chapter)