Chapter 178 (2/2)
The emerald golden light is like a cold spring, which makes Ma Hongjun's whole body hot and comfortable.
Wang Jian responded to this murmur. He said to frande with a dignified face: ”Dean frande, please block this breath.”
Frande heard the words and quickly held up a shield of soul power to prevent the breath of the spring of life from drilling out.
Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black!
Seven circles of dazzling soul still slowly emerged on fland's body, beside Jiang Fan's mouth widened, his eyes seemed to protrude, his teeth trembled and cackled.
”Soul... Soul saint!”
At the moment, no one cares about the shock in Jiang Fan's heart.
Whether it is Wang Jian or frande, his eyes are closely watching Ma Hongjun.
Ma Hongjun's body drill out a purplish red flame, in the twinkling of an eye will be his chair to burn to ashes.
Seeing this, frande's face became dignified and quickly lifted Ma Hongjun up with his soul power. Ma Hongjun's purplish red flame was gradually covered by the emerald golden light.
I don't know if it's an illusion. Frande always feels that Ma Hongjun's flame seems to become more red, and the purple color on the flame gradually fades away. The flame becomes scarlet as blood, and there is a light gold filament winding outside.
The whole flame gradually turns into purple, red and gold. It not only has a burning temperature, but also has a breath of life. Destruction and life coexist.
This situation lasted for half an hour.
Gradually, the evil fire on Ma Hongjun's body went out, his face gradually changed from red to normal ruddy color, and his eyes trembled slightly.
Frande breathed a sigh of relief, and so did Wang Jian.
Only Jiang Fan looked at frande excitedly and asked cautiously, ”excuse me, are you the soul saint?”
Fland turned to look at Jiang Fan, then looked at Wang Jian and said, ”is this also a student of your college?”
Wang Jian looked down at the excited Jiang Fan and nodded his head helplessly. How could this guy be as excited as a fan seeing a star?
In fact, this is cognitive bias.
Wang Jian thinks that there is nothing unusual about hunsheng, hundouluo, and even Title Douluo. This is based on the fact that he has read the original work. Both hunsheng and Title Douluo are rare and common in the later period, which naturally does not interest him.
The fact is that on the mainland of Douluo, the soul Saint belongs to the high-level strong, which is a rare existence for ordinary people.
”Well...”
Suddenly, Ma Hongjun's voice came, and then he saw that he slowly opened his eyes.
Strange ceiling
Ma Hongjun's first thought after waking up.
Looking around, Ma Hongjun suddenly widened his eyes and found that he appeared in the air, which immediately made him flustered, and his hands and feet began to dance.
”Help, help...”
Looking at the disgraced Ma Hongjun, frande's face turned black a lot.
When frande put Ma Hongjun down, Ma Hongjun breathed a sigh of relief and looked around the room, muttering that it didn't look like the next place to live.
Immediately, his eyes saw Wang Jian, some surprised way: ”President Wang?”
Wang Jian looks at Ma Hongjun with a smile, while frande pats Ma Hongjun on the back of the head and says: ”thank you, Dean Wang. You will feel bad this time without him!”
Ma Hongjun smell speech although still a little confused, but also follow frande's meaning to Wang Jiandao a thanks.
The next moment, he suddenly issued a exclamation, gaping way: ”I... my soul power to level 20?”