Emperor Yan of Douluo Continent

Chapter 173

Tang Ling didn't intend to dodge at all. With a wave of his left hand, an ice shield stood in front of him.

A flash of disdain flashed in the eyes of the Mandala Snake. The 2-year-old soul beast already possessed considerable intelligence. Its huge body directly collided with the ice shield, and the ice shield shattered in response. At this moment, a scarlet red Lighted up in the snake's pupils, this touch of crimson became the last light of its snake life.

Tang Ling clenched his fists, "The connection of soul skills is still not smooth enough." Looking at the surrounding environment, the forest is dense, and the roar of beasts resounds from time to time, startling the low-level birds and soul beasts.

In this location of the Star Dou Great Forest, there are already quite a few ten-thousand-year soul beasts, but they are all 3-6-year-old soul beasts, and Tang Ling's goal is about 8 to [-]-year-old soul beasts. It is best to have A soul beast of the water attribute.

Tang Ling didn't even look at the black soul ring floating on the snake's body, and Tang Ling wouldn't keep his hand from the soul beast that he shot, and it was very likely that it would cost his life in the end.

Sensing the little guy who was still following behind him, he shook his head helplessly. Couldn't this guy hide his breath when he stalks people?
"The little guy has been with him for so long, why don't you come out and get to know him?" Tang Ling could feel that the little guy had good intentions, so his voice was much gentler than usual.

Tang Ling waited for a long time before a meowing sound came from behind him, like a kitten that had just made its sound a few days ago.

"Meow~"

Tang Ling turned around and looked behind him, and saw a kitten about the size of two palms, with purple hair all over, and blue pupils squatting on the ground, looking up at Tang Ling with its cat face up.

The breath on this kitten is only ten years old.

Tang Ling squatted down and looked at the kitten, which looked similar to the Youming civet. He felt a sense of closeness, and stroked the kitten's head with his palm: "Little guy, why are you following me?"

"Meow~meow~" The kitten stuck out its tongue and licked Tang Ling's hand, rubbing its small head against Tang Ling's palm, making a flattering sound.

"Although I don't understand what you're talking about, if you want, you can follow me like Xiao Jin." The kitten shook its tail behind it, its blue eyes revealed a thoughtful look, and then nodded.

"Meow~"

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Time is like quicksand between fingers, and three days pass in the blink of an eye.

"The second soul skill, Thorns of Death!" Tang Ling jumped up and threw out a blue fireball. The fireball exploded in mid-air, scattering sparks all over the place.

A male lion with a height of hundreds of feet was bound by spikes of thorns that sprang out from the ground. The spikes pierced into the lion's flesh and sucked the blood in the lion's body. As more and more blood was sucked, Those thorns are actually getting bigger and bigger.

"Roar!" The male lion wailed in pain and kept struggling. As the male lion struggled more and more violently, the thorns became tighter and tighter.

"The first soul skill, Ice Prison of Eternal Sin!" Tang Ling's face was gloomy, and his face was a little ugly. The food he baked so hard was ruined by this lion before he even ate a bite.

The ice fog began to spread, and the extremely rapid drop in temperature caused a thin layer of frost to form on the ground.

Bark, bark, bark.

Countless sharp ice thorns protruded from the ice mist, like poisonous snakes, pounced on the bound strong lion.

Puff, puff, puff.

The sharp ice thorns pierced into the lion's body, and then came out from the other end. The thorns didn't even stick to the blood, and still exuded an icy aura.

"Meow~"

A dark purple figure climbed over Tang Ling's shoulder, squatting on Tang Ling's shoulder, pretending to be a tiger, oh no, it was a cat pretending to be a tiger, and shouting provocatively at the lion's corpse.

Tang Ling slapped the cat's head, and looked at the kitten unkindly: "Ziyou."

Ziyou is the kitten's name, which Tang Ling helped the kitten choose a few days ago.

Ziyou was a little confused by Tang Ling's slap. She shook the cat's head in a daze, and lay on Tang Ling's shoulder pretending not to hear.

Tang Ling squeezed the soft flesh on the back of Ziyou's neck, led Ziyou up and placed it in front of him, stretched out his index finger with the other hand, and poked Ziyou's belly: "Eating is more active than anyone else. Everyone is serious.

You can almost be compared with Hongjun. "

"Meow~" Ziyou blinked her innocent eyes and looked at Tang Ling pitifully.

Looking at Ziyou's pitiful appearance, Tang Ling didn't want to blame it, so he threw it on the ground: "Go, help me grab some more food."

"Meow~" Ziyou rolled her eyes at Tang Ling, her butt pointed at Tang Ling, and her small body jumped out.

Ziyou's spiritual intelligence was frighteningly high, probably as high as a teenager's spiritual intelligence. It could understand Tang Ling's words, but Tang Ling couldn't understand its words at all, just like Xiaojin, that is, the blue-eyed golden eagle.

And Xiaojin has such a high spiritual intelligence because he absorbed the power of the source of life, and Ziyou already has it.

There was a faint smell of blood in the air, and a black soul ring was floating on the lion's body. Tang Ling threw a white flame directly, burning the lion's body to ashes.

This male lion has reached the level of 5 years, and it has surging power in its body. Tang Ling can eat it, but Ziyou can't.

Ziyou is just a ten-year soul beast, if it is eaten, the surging power will directly explode Ziyou.

That's why there are so many [-]-year-old and [-]-year-old soul beasts in the periphery, not in the middle, because the soul beasts also have strengths and weaknesses.

If two ten-thousand-year soul beasts duel, and one dies, the other ten-thousand-year soul beast will eat the corpse. This is not only a respect for the opponent, but it can also make the soul beast stronger, and it is also because of the law of the forest.

This is the reason why the corpses of soul beasts seldom die in the wilderness.

In a few minutes, Ziyou came back dragging two pheasants whose throats had been cut off.

Tang Ling's technique was very skillful. In less than an hour, two pheasants entered the stomachs of Tang Ling and Ziyou.

Tang Ling was lying on a boulder, looking at the stars in the sky, with Ziyou lying on his stomach.

Ziyou seemed to be full of food, her two furry cat paws stroked her stomach, and the cat's face was full of satisfaction.

Tang Ling put one hand on the cat's head, and put the other hand behind it. The photography stone hanging around his neck shimmered, and scenes were projected in the night sky.

"Meow?" While Ziyou was enjoying Tang Ling's touch, the cat's face was full of doubts, and it stretched out its furry paws to touch the projection in midair.

Tang Ling didn't care how Ziyou was making a fuss, and after looking at it for a while, he put away the photography stone. Just as he was about to close his eyes and rest, a beast roar sounded in this area.

"Roar!!"

(End of this chapter)