Chapter 227 (1/2)

In other people's eyes, the four soul rings of purple, black, red and red really have a visual impact, but in the eyes of the silver haired woman, she was just slightly surprised for a moment.

She was surprised not how old Ye Zhiqiu's soul rings were, but that he could absorb more than 100000 years of soul rings with such low soul power, but that was all.

The silver haired woman's eyes slightly startled, then recovered to the previous cold appearance, but also with a trace of disdain, ”this?”

”What is it?” Ye Zhiqiu suddenly some jump feet, he is the first time that people despise the soul ring, this can always be his most proud place.

”The fourth soul ring, do you feel it carefully? 600000 years, do you understand? It's only a little bit lower than the emperor, the eldest among your beasts. ” Ye Zhiqiu's eyes squint at the silver haired woman in front of her. Even if your age is high, where can you be higher than my fourth Soul Ring?

The silver haired woman looked flat and said, ”correct me, Emperor Tian is just my younger brother.”

Ye Zhiqiu:???

Really or not?

This is not right with what I have learned. Isn't emperor Tian the first of the ten fierce beasts? How did you become someone else's little brother? How can you brag better than me?

Ye Zhiqiu looked at her strangely, arched his hands, and admired the Yin and Yang strange air way: ”disrespectful and disrespectful, it turns out that she is the eldest sister in the world of ghosts and beasts. Ye Zhiqiu would like to call you the strongest in terms of dress.”

Although the silver haired woman did not understand what ye Zhiqiu meant, she could still hear his sarcastic tone.

”Don't believe it?” As soon as the silver haired woman's lips were lifted, a charming radian was revealed. Then, under Ye Zhiqiu's shocked eyes, a series of soul rings began to fall from the top of her head, one... Two... Five... Ten... Eleven...

eleven rings fell in succession, and all of them were bright white gold, with some dazzling brightness.

Ye Zhiqiu, who saw this scene, was dull on the spot and doubted life.

What the hell is this?

As far as he knows, the ten rings are God's residence. What are the eleven rings of the silver haired woman? What's more, unless ghosts and beasts begin to transform human beings from the source like little dance, can't there be no soul rings? There are only two explanations for this situation: she is a human being, and she is from the divine world. Either it's like a little dance of ghosts and beasts to rebuild people...

these two kinds of conjectures are possible.

Looking at Ye Zhiqiu's dull eyes, the silver haired woman's lips hook, playing with the flavor: ”how, haven't you seen the divine level Soul Ring?”

”Cough...” Ye Zhiqiu's face was black. He didn't expect this woman to be so fierce. He had already known that she would not be cheap and let her go. Now he still plays snake skin. Forget it, I'd better run for respect.

”Well, little sister, my mother called me home for dinner. We will never change our green mountains, and we will never meet again. ” Ye Zhiqiu smiles and waves his hand, then shrinks his head and intends to use the flying Thunder God to escape.

This woman can't be provoked. Now he has no idea about this woman. Thousands of streams can make him feel tricky, not to mention the God level strong man with eleven rings.

Even if she was killed, she would not be able to absorb her soul ring, and she would have to burst to death...