Chapter 58 The Heaven-Defying Martial Spirit
When God King Shura saw Fang Fan's spirit ring configuration, two black and seven red, he was a little surprised. The age of the attached spirit rings could be increased at will, which was unprecedented.

He sat on a throne carved with killing divine patterns, holding a delicate wine glass in his hand. The divine brew in the wine glass was shaken, exuding an intoxicating aroma. However, he had no intention of tasting the divine brew. Instead, he stared at the huge crystal. After all, he couldn't figure out how Fang Fan had managed to increase the age of his soul rings. Then he thought of the evil soul master, "Can't the evil soul master devour other people's soul rings and soul power to increase his own strength? Then wasn't his soul ring made using the method of the evil soul master?"

"The evil spirit master's methods can indeed do it!" Poseidon nodded, "However, this Fang Fan does not have the aura of an evil spirit master, and the spirit power in him is sacred, without a trace of evil spirit power!"

"There really isn't a trace of evil spirit power. He doesn't seem to be using this method!" Fengshen also shook his head and said, "Of course, we can also use the evil spirit master's method to increase the spirit ring age of our descendants even more!"

"This is a good idea!" The God King Shura raised the corner of his mouth slightly, shook the wine in his hand, took a sip, and felt very good. He liked the unintentional words of the God of Wind very much.

After all, he is a god of both good and evil, so it is okay for him to use some evil methods to make Tang San stronger, as long as Tang San does not fall into the evil way.

"You old man, don't mess around!" When the God of the Sea heard the tone of the God of Shura, he felt what he wanted to do, which he would definitely not agree to.

"If you don't agree, we will ask Tang San and let him decide for himself!" God King Shura sneered and seemed very confident. He felt that Tang San would definitely choose his side in order to become stronger.

"Okay!" Poseidon nodded. It was a good idea to let Tang San make his own choice.

"Didn't you only give Fang Fan four hundred thousand year spirit rings? One of the hundred thousand year spirit rings was hunted by him, and the other two spirit rings didn't seem to be a hundred thousand years old!" The Goddess of Life looked at her husband, a little confused, "Could it be that Fang Fan has some means to secretly increase the age of his spirit rings?"

She asked with a puzzled look on her face.

"This is really possible. After all, the age of his spirit rings has been slowly improving! Haven't you noticed?" When the God of Destruction heard what his wife said, he thought about it. The age of Fang Fan's spirit rings had indeed been improving slowly and secretly, but they didn't notice it for a while. So, he suddenly had two black and seven red spirit rings, which shocked them. Now he hasn't even reached level 100, but he has such strength. When he reaches the god level in the future, he will be even more monstrous. When they think about it, they feel that the choices they made before were absolutely correct, otherwise, they wouldn't have suppressed the God of Shura today.

After all, the God King Shura has always been a shrewd and calculating person. Even the God King of Destruction, who has lived for billions of years, has not been completely sure that he can defeat him in terms of strategy. And now their choice seems too normal.

Of course he was very excited, but he didn't take it lightly.

We can only celebrate if Fang Fan wins.

After all, it is extremely difficult to defeat the Shura God King. Even if you win the small game, it is very good.

"Could it be that your descendant used some evil magic that is not worthy of God to increase the age of his soul ring?" The voice of God King Shura suddenly reached the ears of God King Destruction. God King Destruction had long expected that God King Shura would come to question and interrogate him.

He couldn't help but sneer, "Why, your heir is outshined by my heir, so you are afraid? Do you doubt your own strength? Or do you doubt your heir's talent? Or do you doubt your own vision?"

"That's good! Don't let me find out that you did anything shameful!" said the Asura God King calmly.

"Don't let me find out that you used any shameful means!" The God of Destruction also said calmly. Both of them spoke in a peaceful tone, but the God of Shura's tone was obviously a little weak.

However, the tone of the God of Destruction was much more confident.

After all, Fang Fan gave him confidence.

And Tang San also brought a sense of decadence to the Shura God.

The two great gods clashed with each other in their divine thoughts, and the situation in the divine world changed drastically.

This is the first time in tens of millions of years.

...especially in the fighting spirit arena.

"Buzz..." Fang Fan's mind moved, and the unparalleled sword box appeared in his hand. There were mysterious silver lines engraved on the box, which looked ancient, mysterious and powerful.

"clang..." The sword case made a sound of the iron chain being pulled. The moment the sword case in his hand opened, thirteen terrifying sword intents rushed out of the sword case and turned into an unimaginable sword intent that soared into the sky.

It was as if a giant sword formed by chaotic energy broke through the sky and pierced into everyone's heart. The Shrek Eight Devils retreated one after another, their faces changed drastically.

Everyone in the box stared with their eyes wide open. They had never expected that the captain of the Ba Ba team would have such a terrifying spirit. The terrifying sword intent made them feel uneasy.

"Wow... I finally see the captain's martial spirit appear again!" Huo Wu screamed excitedly. The last time she saw it was a long time ago, and this time, the sword box martial spirit seemed even more powerful.

That terrifying sword intent was very oppressive even though she was on the same team.

"Awesome! Invincible martial spirit!" Huo Wushuang was shocked by the terrifying sword intent. He felt like a tiny ant in front of the sword intent, so small.

His eyes were wide open, looking up.

It felt like the small sword box was like the sky.

Insurmountable.

The same goes for the other team members.

Tang San, who was originally full of confidence, was shocked again. How could this dead guy's martial spirit be so weird? There were more than a dozen swords in a sword box, and each sword exuded a powerful aura.

The scene made him feel as if he was about to fail. His eyes widened in surprise, cold sweat broke out all over his body, and he felt an unprecedented sense of oppression.

He felt as if an extremely huge mountain was pressing down on his shoulders, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

Almost fell to his knees.

“This kid’s martial soul is even more powerful than the legendary angel’s martial soul?” Yu Xiaogang was stunned. He thought Tang San’s twin martial souls were already amazing, but there was actually someone who was even more amazing than Tang San’s twin martial souls with just one martial soul?

This is impossible?
Is there something wrong with my core theory?

When he thought of this, his face turned extremely ugly. How could there be so many evildoers? They were beyond imagination!

As Fang Fan's martial spirit appeared, the entire fighting arena fell silent for a while, and then there was a commotion.

There were exclamations from those boxes.

Everyone was shocked by Fang Fan's martial spirit.

(End of this chapter)