Douluo: Beiming Douluo

Chapter 68
Jiang Luoran couldn't bear the energy of this soul ring.

It's not too much, but because the soul power of the crypt cow python is too restless, trying to hurt his body.

Jiang Luoran was not prepared just now, so he was attacked by the soul power of the bull python in the crypt.

As for the bright red blood, it was the bruise from the dark wound in the past few months, and the collision with the cow python in the crypt just happened to save Jiang Luoran's hidden illness.

In this case, Jiang Luoran could only let the white stellar energy appear, and then use this power to absorb the soul ring.

"buzz"

Waves of stellar energy appeared, directly cracking the ground, not a single blade of grass remained, and the corpse of the cow python in the crypt was plowed into several pieces.

It can be seen how swift and violent the wind is.

The crypt cow python gradually became less restless, because it was about to be shattered by the pressure.

"bang"

Three purple, purple and black soul rings emerged, followed by the black soul ring of the bull python in the crypt, which was put on Jiang Luoran's waist, connecting with the other three soul rings.

Fusion is successful!

The four soul rings shone and rotated at the same time, extremely dazzling.

Jiang Luoran hasn't woken up yet, because his soul power has been growing, and now he must feel the soul power with his heart, otherwise he will explode and die.

41、43、46、48、49、50！

Jiang Luoran was overjoyed and leaped to ten levels. I'm afraid the whole Douluo Continent won't be able to have a monster like him!

It's no wonder that he is a congenital soul sect, and his realm is too long, and the dam can no longer hold back the flood.

Jiang Luoran himself could only reach level 48, but the soul power brought by the crypt cow python helped him a lot!

When I return to Shrek, let Grandmaster and Flender know, I'm sure I'll be dumbfounded.

In just seven days, the soul master became the soul king!

"What is the soul skill?" Feng Ling'er saw Jiang Luoran wake up.

"whoosh"

Jiang Luoran dragged his hands and picked up a purple-pink blood vine that was as thick as a python. It became more and more crystal clear, and it could be seen that there were traces of lines on it, wrapping it like armor.

Needless to say, the blood fiend vine has become stronger.

And it's now, fireproof!

In case of ordinary fire, there is no need to worry about damage.But when it comes to Ma Hongjun's fire, it's a different matter.

After killing the fish in the third soul ring, Jiang Luoran's blood fiend vine's cold resistance was already very high.

Equivalent to water resistance.

Taken together, the current ability to resist water and fire has been preliminarily solved.

"My fourth soul skill, tempered and tempered! Gain the ability to materialize the martial soul.

That is to compress the martial soul and make the martial soul into any shape, as long as the blood evil vine is enough and the soul power is enough, it can be compressed all the time.

Use time zero!If it is not subjected to gravity, it can always exist.

It matches the temperament of the crypt cow python, I am very lucky. "Jiang Luoran clenched his fists tightly.

"I can absorb the fifth soul ring now," Jiang Luoran felt that his body was different after becoming a soul sect.

It now feels lighter and stronger.

The sensitivity speed is much faster, and there is still a desire to fight.

"The next one is a 5-year soul beast. The lord of darkness, the ghost-headed ghost ape." Feng Ling'er led Jiang Luoran to a dark corner.

"You seem to be very familiar with this place, it's like your own home," Jiang Luoran moved away the thorns on the road and let Feng Ling'er in.

"I have lived here for 1 years, how can I not be familiar with it.

Besides, this place is too small, you can see through everything at a glance," Feng Ling'er said that it is small here.

Jiang Luoran was dumbfounded, the Soul Dou Forest can be regarded as one of the three major forests in the Douluo Continent.

Could it be that Beiming is bigger?
"Then why do you want to live in the Hunting Soul Forest? Isn't it smaller?" Jiang Luoran said, his thoughts couldn't keep up with Feng Ling'er.

"You are too weak, do I expect the corpse to come to the Soul Fight Forest?
Also, size doesn't mean anything to me, it's not important, it's just seeking truth from facts," Feng Ling'er glanced at her again with disgust.

"... ouch ouch"

A hoarse voice sounded, like countless struggling ghosts roaring, the deafening noise resounded throughout the dark area.

Just listening to his voice made Jiang Luoran shudder.

"Is there a soul beast? Or a human?" Jiang Luoran's four soul rings lit up at the same time, "Miss Ling'er, be careful."

"You go all the way, and I won't make a move until the moment of danger," Feng Ling'er jumped up and sat on the tree branch, looking down at Jiang Luoran.

"Trial?" Although Jiang Luoran had just finished the brutal training, after absorbing the fourth spirit ring, Jiang Luoran's fighting spirit rose sharply, "Then come on!
Let you see the power of the chaotic cloak.

The fourth soul skill, honed a thousand times! "

"—Om!"

The purple-pink light rioted, the black soul ring shook violently, and it was put on Jiang Luoran's right hand, and the blood evil vines condensed, compressed, and materialized!

Jiang Luoran's soul power is now at level 50, and he used half of his own soul power to condense a purple grass hammer about one meter in size.

It can be seen how much soul power this fourth soul skill consumes.

There must be rewards for giving, such a huge sacrifice of soul power, the grass hammer must be extremely strong.

Feeling the weight and soul power above, Jiang Luoran was overjoyed, this feeling came back.

"Is it for a hammer?" Feng Ling'er waited quietly, "This is the outskirts of the Dark Lord's territory, so there are many soul beasts that eat people.

Let's get started now! "

"Okay." With the grass hammer, Jiang Luoran's confidence soared, and he jumped into the depths of the darkness, no matter what kind of soul beast he was, he would beat him to death.

"... ouch ouch"

A 1000-year-old evil black tiger flew towards him with ripples in its mouth, and its sharp claws were radiating death and coldness. It seemed that it wanted to kill Jiang Luoran directly.

"Chaos cloak, one hammer," Jiang Luoran did not retreat but advanced, and greeted him with a posture of being invincible.

The three hearts are running at the same time, the power travels from the legs to the feet, and then concentrates on the hammer to use the soul power!
This was done in an instant, Jiang Luoran held the grass hammer high, and pulled it with his right hand to rotate 360 ​​degrees around his body.

"buzz"

A grass hammer emitting purple light emitted bursts of buzzing, and fiercely attacked the head of the evil black tiger.

If this hammer didn't have a fatal effect, then the black tiger's claws would tear Jiang Luoran's throat.

"bang"

There was a dull hitting sound, and Jiang Luoran could feel that the hammer smashed Heihu's head, and even shattered his brain.

Turning around and looking, half of the evil black tiger's body was gone, bloody and bloody, and it was too late to take a last breath.

Too strong, this is just the first hammer.

The effects of punching and hammering are really different, and the difference in damage is too big.

Don't dare to let go of your strength, the essence of the chaotic cloak is to use your strength to fight.

He couldn't wait to see what Hammer No.70's chaotic cloak looked like.

"... ouch ouch"

Dozens of two-meter-long, thousand-year-old centipede poisonous insects came out. They spit out venom, and pounced on Jiang Luoran as if they had been starved for hundreds of years.

"Drink," Jiang Luoran felt the wind blowing from his feet, turning into a streak of white lightning and walking around here, aiming at the centipede's body with the grass hammer in his hand.

"Snapped"

The poisonous insect's body was like squeezed juice, with green blood splashing out.The rest of it was still surging, and Jiang Luoran's hammer hit faster and faster, sweeping all the way.

And no matter what enemy he encountered, he would kill him with one hammer, at most two hammers.

Because the enemy was getting stronger, the hammer in Jiang Luoran's hand was also getting stronger, and it was calculated according to the degree of superimposition.

Eleven hammers, thirteen hammers, sixteen hammers, twenty hammers, thirty hammers...

(End of this chapter)