Chapter 900: The Appreciation of the Crowd

In the Fengtian Empire, the so-called young generation and the younger generation of the Blood Feather Empire are completely different concepts, in the Blood Feather Empire, the younger generation refers to those young people under the age of thirty, and in the Great Empire such as the Fengtian Empire and the Dark Country, those master-level spirit masters who are less than 100 years old can basically be called the younger generation.

Like the Heavenly Fire Phoenix King Mingjun, the dark princess Sasha of the Dark Country, if it was in the Blood Feather Empire, they would be dozens of years old women, but in their own country, these two can only be called the younger generation, and compared with Wu Song, these two are obviously inferior.

Wang Mingjun was promoted to a master-level spirit master at the age of forty, and Sasha was a few years ahead of Wang Mingjun, but he was more than thirty-five years old when he was promoted to a master-level spirit master, but now Wu Song was promoted to a master-level spirit master at an age of less than thirty, which in itself can already be called a demon, and what is even more amazing is that Wu Song's ability is far higher than that of a master of the same level, which is quite rare.

Whether it is Prince Zuo Wu Jun or the Four Marquis of the Northwest, with their abilities, it is not difficult to see that the strength that Wu Song is showing now is not inferior to those eighty-level masters with extraordinary ability, and the Four Marquis of the Northwest actually faintly felt a trace of danger after seeing Wu Song's skills, these people clearly realized that the strength that Wu Song showed at this stage was even against one of them, and it was not so easy to defeat this young man.

Wu Jun and others paid considerable attention to the freak of Comrade Xiao Wu, and they also had a strong interest in Wu Song and the Fire Phoenix Wang Mingjun.

In fact, Wang Mingjun had noticed Wu Song's alternative a long time ago, when he was gambling with Sasha, Wang Mingjun had seen Wu Song show his skills in the gladiatorial arena, and Wang Mingjun had already paid attention to Wu Song, a newcomer from a remote road, but before that, Wang Mingjun never thought that a newcomer would bt to such a point.

She thought that Wu Song's strength in the gladiatorial arena had come to an end, but now, Wang Mingjun was stunned to find that it was far from the limit of this unknown guy, at least Wu Song's ability now was no worse than the performance in the gladiatorial arena, and the other party's several quite alternative transformations were combined, which made Wang Mingjun's eyes also flash a hint of brilliance.

After she broke through the eighty level, there were many master-level spirit masters from all major empires on various continents who came to her, and Wang Mingjun also cared about some masters with outstanding performance, and tried every means to draw them under her command, but none of the people she attracted were as incredible as Wu Song, and the strength of the other party attracted Wang Mingjun's attention, but after careful observation, Wang Mingjun shook his head with a little regret.

"It seems that the master named Wu Song is really a good seedling, if he cultivates it well, his strength may not be below me in the future, and it is a pity that such a talent can't be attracted to my side." Wang Mingjun shook his head secretly while looking at Wu Song.

This Wu Song's ability made Wang Mingjun rise up to win over, but now Wang Mingjun is very clear that Wu Song can't fall to his side, because Wu Jun, the prince of Zuo, has already started to win over the other party.

If this is someone else, even if it is one of the four marquis in the northwest who is wooing Wu Song, Wang Mingjun will not hesitate to directly try her best to pry people over, she believes that no man can resist the double temptation of material and beauty, but it is Wu Jun, the prince of Zuo, who shows favor to Wu Song, and Wang Mingjun can't afford to pry people.

In the Fengtian Empire, no one has dared to dig into the corner of the left prince Wu Jun, who is a very popular minister, even if it is her father, His Majesty the emperor of the Fengtian Empire will not do such a stupid thing, since the left prince Wu Jun has done it, Wang Mingjun knows very well that she can only choose to let go of Wu Song, although Wu Song is a good seedling, but for the sake of a seventy-level spirit master to offend the left prince Wu Jun above the hundred, which is more important Wang Mingjun can naturally distinguish which is more important.

When many people cast their attention, as the focus of attention, Wu Song himself did not realize that he was already on fire, and at this time, Wu Song was completely immersed in the joy of killing the enemy and taking the power of the soul.

In just ten minutes, Wu Song was excited to find that his soul power had actually increased by nearly ten percent, this ten percent seemed like nothing, but at his level, he could obtain ten percent of the soul power required for upgrading in such a short period of time, which was definitely a pretty remarkable achievement.

Wu Song was like a harvester quickly harvesting the lives of the surrounding high-level abyssal demons, and the upgrade speed against these seventy or eighty-level high-level abyssal demons was obviously much beyond Wu Song's expectations, but good days always didn't last long.

After another ten minutes, Wu Song found that the number of high-level abyssal demons around him had decreased significantly compared to before, and then looking at the other areas in the main hall, the number of high-level abyss demons was also much worse than before, just when he had a faint sense of loss in his heart, he heard Prince Zuo Wu Jun roar, "Okay, the demons here are almost cleaned up, everyone kill them with me!" ”

After Wu Jun shouted, he had already taken the lead and rushed towards the closed demon gate at the end of the main hall, Wu Song's killing was rising, but seeing this scene, he also quickly stopped, directly transformed into the form of the Hell Six-armed Fire Ape King, and chased in the direction where Wu Jun left, and at this time, the other masters who heard Wu Jun's shout also converged in one direction, and when everyone ran in the direction where Wu Jun left, Wu Jun, the prince of the left, had already rushed to the huge magic gate.

I saw that the old man didn't mean to stop at all, and he swung his fist while rushing over, and bang! A loud bang sounded, and the heavy demon gate quickly twisted and deformed and flew out at a very fast speed in the direction behind the door, and the huge impact force actually killed many abyssal high-level demons gathered behind the door, and at the same time, Wu Jun had already rushed into the passage behind the door.

"I'll go, this old man is too brute, that demon gate was smashed away with one punch, Nima, how much strength does this take." Seeing that Wu Jun directly smashed the heavy demon gate away with one punch, Comrade Wu, who had just regained a little self-esteem, couldn't help but be dumbfounded again. [(m)Bulletless window viewing]