Chapter 655 Tang 3’s Crisis

"Sixth Soul Skill, Meteor Mountain Explosion Hammer!"

The middle-aged soul master jumped high and added the power in his hands to his martial soul, the Clear Sky Hammer.

At this moment, Shrek, who was more than ten meters tall, was not willing to be outdone. He pushed his two big feet firmly on the ground and began to gather the strongest force in his fists.

Flanders' eyes lit up, and he said excitedly, "Amazing! Shrek is indeed a monster among soul beasts. Judging from his age, he is estimated to be only 4 years old, but he can fight back and forth with such a powerful soul master!"

"Indeed, this kind of soul beast is very suitable for our Haotian Sect's pure power soul ring!"

A long sigh came from behind, and Flanders was frightened and broke out in a cold sweat. He turned his neck back with a stiff neck, only to see an old man with a weathered face.

Judging from his attire, he was exactly the same as the elder of Haotian Sect whom he had met before.

Swallowing his saliva secretly, Flanders respectfully greeted: "Junior Flanders, could it be that you are the second elder of the Haotian Sect?"

The second elder frowned. He had sensed that there was a little mouse peeping here and was about to come over to deal with it, but he didn't expect to be recognized.

"Do you know me? Have you seen me before?"

Flanders shook his head and lowered his posture very low, fearing that the master in front of him would kill him on the spot if he got unhappy!

"I met the Seventh Elder of your sect before, and I heard some things from him!"

The second elder narrowed his eyes slightly, so no one knew what he was thinking?

The battle not far away was about to be decided. After several fierce collisions, Shrek seemed to be given hormones. He became more and more courageous, and every time he swung his fist, it had the effect of a mountain collapsing and the earth splitting.

"Hahaha, it's really satisfying. I think your beast should be able to come up with a better soul skill!"

After a burst of wild laughter, the middle-aged man began to wave the Clear Sky Hammer spirit in his hand frantically.

After a series of fluent attacks, the hammer seemed to be swinging randomly, but it could accurately hit Shrek's vital points every time.

Flanders said in surprise: "Could this be the legendary chaotic cloak hammer method!"

The second elder said proudly: "Yes, that is the Chaos Cloak Hammer Technique that has been passed down from generation to generation in our Haotian Sect. It is fierce and domineering, unparalleled in the world!"

"Hoohoho!!!"

After being hit by hammer after hammer, Shrek's huge body finally fell to the ground. The blood flowing from the wound was light green and had a slight corrosive property.

"Haha, this is the last hammer!"

Flanders gritted his teeth and shouted, "Wait a minute, please listen to me!"

The middle-aged man then noticed Flanders' figure. He was so absorbed in the fight that he didn't even notice there was an extra spectator outside the arena.

However, he also saw the Second Elder nodding slightly at him, so he stopped temporarily.

“Who are you? Do you want to stop me from getting the spirit ring?” The middle-aged man spoke with a hint of arrogance. Even though the Haotian Sect was now forced by the Spirit Hall to close the mountain to protect themselves, they still had unparalleled superiority over other spirit masters.

Flanders waved his hands and said with a flattering face: "This brother has misunderstood. I just want to say that this soul beast is extraordinary and is now on the verge of extinction. As the saying goes, God is merciful. Why don't you just..."

"Humph!" the middle-aged man said coldly, "You said you were not here to stop me. I defeated this soul beast with great difficulty. You said you would give up, so I would. How ridiculous!"

He didn't care whether this kind of soul beast was really going to become extinct. There were countless soul beast species that disappeared in history, and there was no shortage of these green big guys. Soul beasts were meant to be killed for their soul rings anyway. Could he possibly take one home to be his wife? He was not the trouble-making Tang Hao.

The second elder arrived here in an instant, first glanced at the middle-aged man, and then said in a calm tone:

"Tang Yu, please fuse the spirit ring first. I still have something to ask this person!"

The middle-aged man saluted respectfully, then without hesitation hit Shrek on the forehead with a hammer. The collapsed guy didn't put up any resistance at all and died just like that.

Flanders sighed. He really wanted to save this soul beast. After all, this might be the last Shrek on the continent!

The second elder asked directly: "Let's talk about our business. First, tell me who you are? How much do you know about our Haotian Sect? How did you meet Old Seven before?"

Just as Flanders was about to answer, a group of people came hurriedly over. They were Yu Xiaogang and his group.

After waiting for half a day and not seeing Flanders coming back, everyone felt that something was wrong and ran over here.

At this moment, Flanders didn't know whether he should be moved or cry. The second elder in front of him looked more troublesome than the seventh elder he had met before, especially the aura he exuded, which was much more powerful than that of Contra.