Magic Sword starts from Douluo

Chapter 348 Ambush
"Uh!"

"Your words are really interesting!"

Xiao Ning couldn't help complaining, he didn't know what to say.

Chrysanthemum Douluo shook his hand: "Okay, okay, just do what you are supposed to do, and leave me alone."

Therefore, Xiao Ning didn't say anything, and continued to cultivate with a calm heart.

Before the competition, I had already reached level 53 soul power, but I have been trying to break through to level 54, but there is still no progress.

The dark consciousness has been broken by myself, and the power released by the demon god through the seal has been eliminated, and it will not have any influence for a long time.

But it's been more than a month, why hasn't there been any improvement in soul power?

Grass!
If an outsider understood his inner thoughts, he might have to pick up a hammer and kill him on the spot.

It's only been a month, and I'm impatient because my soul power hasn't grown. What should we do if our soul power hasn't grown after a few years?
You know, based on the timeline in the original book, five years after the Continental Spirit Master Elite Competition ended, Tang San returned from practice with a spirit power of level 59.

The sixtieth-level Soul Emperor was only able to break through through Xiao Wu's sacrifice later in the Star Dou Great Forest.

At the same time, at this time, the original golden generation of Wuhundian had only broken through to level [-] Soul Emperor.

Five years, the soul power of the golden generation at level 53 took five years to advance to level [-]. It can be seen that the further you practice, the more difficult it is to break through.

"Haste makes waste, practice has to be done slowly and gradually!"

Xiao Ning said to himself, absolutely not to be too impatient.

To be honest, I was quite anxious before, always wanting to walk ahead of Tang San.

Because he knew that in the next ten years, Tang San, who was hanging on the wall, would become a Title Douluo in a single leap, and then hold the true artifact: the Seagod Trident.

That combat power is simply not too strong, as fast as riding a rocket.

Since he chose to join the Wuhun Palace, and has inextricable relationships with Qian Renxue and Hu Liena, then it is already an opposing aspect.

Therefore, in the next ten years, Xiao Ning will reach the title of Douluo no matter what.

At the same time, there is another important task, which is to unlock the true power of his martial soul: Demon Sword.

The subconscious mind (disguise of the dark consciousness) once said that the martial soul possessed by the demon god: the magic sword is a real artifact, but it has no power to unlock it, so it looks like such a He Haotian A top martial spirit like a hammer.

It is impossible for it to lie about such a thing, but how to unlock the real power, Xiao Ning has still been puzzled until now.

In general, it is to set up a ten-year plan, one: become a Title Douluo with a soul power over ninety levels, two: own a true artifact, the kind that can resist the Sea God Trident.

(I don't know the true face of Lushan Mountain, only because I am in this mountain.)
A certain idiot may not have realized it yet, but counting the magic sword, he already has two artifacts.

"Aqiu!"

"What the hell is the weather!"

The patriarch of Fushen expressed strong dissatisfaction with the sudden drop in temperature in the God Realm, which may be another mutation caused by that psychopath.

Do you still want God to live?
Well, it's a bit far away, let's return to the lower realm.

Just when Xiao Ning was thinking about the inextricable relationship between all these existences, and the plans and goals to be realized in the future, the carriage under his butt shook violently.

Boom!There was a loud noise outside.

Then there was an emergency braking state, fortunately Xiao Ning was able to cope with this inertia, otherwise he would "get out" on the spot.

"Enemy attack!"

"Enemy attack!"

Outside the carriage, a huge rough stone fell down, killing several people in the Xiantian team on the spot, their flesh, clothes, and bones were shattered into a ball.

Not even a scream.

Everyone was on alert for an instant, looking towards the cliffs on both sides.

Rumble!
Like thunder, huge rough stones rolled down from above along the cliff.

"Not good, end the formation!"

The captain of the defense shouted loudly, and suddenly a wave of blue soul power rose in his hand.

This kind of reaction was quick, and many people in the team almost did it. An oval protective shield was created out of thin air, propping up a world.

The boulders that fell from the cliff hit the protective cover one after another, and were bounced away like bouncing balls.

"Good guy, it really is someone sent over there!"

The eyes of the masked man with blue face and fangs on the cliff look playful.

"I don't know, is it the target of the master's guess?"

Turning his head and raising his right hand: "Fire the arrow!"

"Grandma is a bear!"

"Scatter for me, hold on!"

The captain of the defense cursed, who the hell is this who kills thousands of swords and dares to ambush Wuhun Temple in this place.

It's like eating the heart of a bear and the guts of a leopard.

"what!"

"what!"

The sharp sword rain seemed to have the power to penetrate the barrier of soul power, shooting into the oval.

Many people under the spirit power were shot mercilessly and suffered serious injuries.

"Hmph! A bandit with little skills!"

An elder among the teammates shouted, the icy cold air spread out, and quickly added a layer of ice to the protective cover, greatly increasing its hardness.

Those sword rains were inserted densely into the ice in an instant, unable to penetrate any further.

"rush!"

"Give these guys a hard time!"

The team took advantage of this opportunity to use their soul power to charge, stepping on the cliff and rushing up.

Quite a few people fought back on the spot, throwing long-range soul skills upwards mercilessly.

The men in "green" who were in ambush immediately suffered a crime, and were directly bombarded by soul skills attacks.

"Oh shit!"

"Throw the fire, throw me the fire!"

The leader didn't expect the other party's reaction to be so fast, you must at least panic for a while.

Why is everyone not afraid of death?
"It was attacked!" Xiao Ning's eyes became fierce, and he wanted to rush out with the magic sword, but was stopped by Ju Douluo.

"You can't reveal your identity now!"

"Listen to the voice from above, the command is unified, well-trained, I'm afraid they are not ordinary bandits!"

When Xiao Ning heard these words, he reacted instantly, and quickly regained his composure.

"You mean, someone has discovered our actions?"

Ju Douluo didn't speak any more, but his silence had already answered this question.

Xiao Ning continued to restore the original posture of sitting upright, with an unusually cold expression, released his soul power, and expanded his voice.

"Annihilate this group of people at all costs!"

"Yes!"

Everyone in the team heard the order, several soul sages swarmed up, and within a few breaths, they went up the cliff.

"Why don't you come out, why don't you come out!"

The leader of the blue-faced fang mask was a little anxious and accelerated his command.

"Hit, aim at that carriage, and hit me hard!"

"Hmph! Good tone!" A strong coercion came from below.

Those soul sages rushed up, causing the ambushing crowd to be shocked.

"Soul...Soul Saint!"

Someone just used four spirit rings, and looked at the opponent's seven spirit rings, dumbfounded.

　typo, change tomorrow

　　
　
(End of this chapter)