a young man. Although he was somewhat troubled by the cost of spirit forging, it wasn't something he needed to worry about right now. 。Tang Wulin remembered that Soul Forging required at least three...With a violent shake of his head, Tang Wulin was taken aback. 。One ring, the other party and oneself are the same, both are rings! But her combat power is so formidable. 。However, after a brief moment of composure, Tang Wulin waved his hands upward. Roots of Blue Silver Grass chased after the opponent's black cauldron and shot out, trying to entangle it with their martial soul. 。But the young girl seemed not to care at all, not even about her own spirit, accelerating and rushing towards Tang Wulin. 。She wants to fight me in close combat Tang Wulin took a deep breath, his right arm completely covered by golden scales. He stood there, steady as a mountain. 。From the recent battle, he could sense that this girl's attacks were powerful. They weren't just direct soul force attacks; there seemed to be something else involved as well. 。dull ache in his heart. 。Yes! In the end, I still let Na'er down. 。Then, was this in a dream or while awake Tang Wulin wasn't sure. 。Because the nightmare I just had was so real, and the pain felt so...