Douluo signed for ten thousand years, Bibi Dong kneeled and begged me to come out

Chapter 87, unblocking, future strong

"It's been so many years, I didn't expect someone to ask me this question, hahahaha!"

"Okay, then I'll introduce myself again."

"Bai Er, Martial Soul, Divine Dragon Stick, Level 72 Assault-type Battle Soul Saint"

"Soul ring, one yellow, two purple and four black"

Facing Chenlong's questioning, Uncle Waste Chai revealed his former identity very freely.

Shenlong stick Wuhun, a kind of weapon spirit with dragon power, is much stronger than the Panlong stick of Qianjun Jiangmo.

That is, this martial soul has the same attributes as Snake Lance Douluo, not only possessing the real body of the beast soul, but also the real body of the weapon soul.

This kind of martial soul can definitely be regarded as the pinnacle of the continent, even compared with top-level weapon souls such as the Clear Sky Hammer and Seven Killing Sword, there is not much difference.

In addition, a soul master with this kind of spirit can suppress beasts and beast spirits by nature, and can easily leapfrog when absorbing spirit rings.

Therefore, Uncle Waste Chai once had a more exaggerated soul ring configuration than Tang Shan.

But it is such a powerful person who has been hanged as a waste for more than [-] years. All this stems from an experience he experienced when he was young.

After that, his talent and strength disappeared, his spirit ring became the most garbage configuration, and his spirit power level remained at level 72 forever.

You know, he was only 23 years old at that time.

These are all past events that the uncle can't bear to look back on, and the senior officials of the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School also know this.

Chenlong looked at the light in Uncle Waste Chai's eyes, and believed in his past brilliant deeds.

Facing such an opponent head-on, although he cannot give up victory, he must be given enough respect.

"Uncle Bai, I will do my best, I accept it."

As he said that, Chen Long pointed his fingers forward, and the seven long swords flew towards him like shooting stars.

At this time, Bai's intentions for World War II were strong, relying on the power brought by the shattered martial soul, he directly raised the not-so-strong "burning stick" and struck it with the seven long swords.

There was a loud bang, the fire stick broke completely, blood spurted from the uncle's mouth, and his body was covered with bloody knife edges.

Even so, his momentum is still majestic, as if he will never fall down.

The battle was declared over, Chen Long bowed deeply to the uncle, at this moment, Sword Douluo and Ning Fengzhi also rushed over.

The moment he came to the high platform, the suzerain of the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect took the initiative to bow to the uncle.

"I don't know the return of the seniors, and I have lost my way, so don't blame me."

Hearing Ning Fengzhi's words, the uncle raised his head in panic, his eyes fell on Jian Douluo who was beside him.

"Brother Chen Xin, you really gave birth to a good grandson. His talent is not inferior to mine. Let alone my current appearance, even in the past, I may not be able to defeat him."

As he spoke, the uncle spat out a mouthful of blood again.

Seeing this, Jian Douluo also became nervous, and he turned his head to look at Chen Long behind him.

"Dust...morning"

There was a pause in his voice, and he almost said Chenlong's real name.

Hearing this, Chen Long hurried over and threw a reddish-brown elixir into the uncle's mouth.

"Senior, what I gave you just now is called Huixue Pill. Go to the side and rest for a while, and you will be able to recover in a while."

Just as Bai Er was about to question the effect of this elixir, the sudden warm feeling from his body made him speechless.

Afterwards, the guy stepped aside to rest.

After the battle, the reputation of Chen Long's new identity also became louder in the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile School.

At night, in the main hall of Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School, Ning Fengzhi, father and daughter, and Sword Bone Douluo are all here.

Chen Long walked over slowly wearing Bai Er, and now he is still the 43rd level Battle Soul Sect.

At this time, Ning Rongrong had already heard from his father that Chenlong was using a false identity to deceive people, so he walked over directly and hammered his body fiercely with that pink fist.

"Chenlong, why are you so shameless, you are already a strong person at the Title Douluo level, yet you still pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger."

"I've never seen anyone like you."

The little girl pursed her lips, showing her contempt for Chen Long between the lines.

On the other side, Bai Er was completely dumbfounded, he had just heard Ning Rongrong say that Chen Long is a Titled Douluo.

Just as he was about to ask something, Ning Fengzhi and the other three also came down from the high platform.

"Xiaolong, I have ordered strict martial law in the sect. There are only a few of us here. You can also tell us the details of this incident."

Hearing this, Chen Long nodded heavily, and then took out a black box from his pocket.

At the same time, "Chen Chen"'s bread also dissipated at this moment, turning into his original appearance.

That handsome face was exactly the same as Sword Douluo's, and the noble aura exuding from his whole body also had the demeanor of Nine Treasure Glazed Tile School.

"It's like this, I took this thing called Wuji Pill, and I can suppress the realm according to my own mind for a period of time."

"Each pill can maintain the effect of medicine for 24 hours."

"During this process, no one will be able to discover my true identity as long as I have not broken through to the god level."

"If you want to restore your strength, you need to take another pill called Xuanhuang Pill."

After receiving Chen Long's explanation, Ning Fengzhi took the black box and repeatedly looked at the two pills inside. Even though he was the suzerain of the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile School, he still felt that this matter was too unbelievable.

On the other side, compared to Ning Fengzhi and the others who knew about this from the beginning, Bai Er suddenly lost a little bit.

Soul Sect changed title to Douluo, and he instantly felt that what he said was not so wronged.

After Chen Long finished explaining to his father-in-law, his eyes fell on Bai Er.

"Uncle Bai, do you want to restore your strength?"

"Perhaps I can help you."

As soon as these words came out, Bai Er directly grabbed Chen Long's hand.

"What did you say? Can my strength be restored?"

Hearing this, Chen Long nodded lightly.

"There is nothing that can't be recovered. As long as my father-in-law can provide me with a soul bone above the ten thousand year level, our Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Sect will have another powerful person with potential in the future."

Chen Long had discussed this matter with Ning Fengzhi earlier, so he had already prepared for the so-called Wannian level.

A blue light shone in the palm, and a piece of golden armored earth dragon's left leg bone appeared in Chen Long's hand.

"Xiaolong, this spirit bone matches the attributes of Senior White best. It is a 3-year spirit bone, so it should be enough."

After taking the soul bone from Ning Fengzhi, Chen Long cupped his hands towards his father-in-law, and said with a warm smile: "Of course it is enough, 1 years can already achieve the corresponding effect, if it is 3 years, I will give everyone a miracle."

"Seventh Soul Skill, Martial Soul Avatar"

After finishing speaking, Chen Long's whole body concentrated, and the nine rings of spirit rings flickered under his feet.

In addition, the phantom of Huaxia Shenlong also appeared at this moment.

In an instant, the immense coercion bent Bai Er's back, making him kneel on the ground directly.

When he slowly raised his head, Shenlong's eyes were staring at him like an abyss.

(End of this chapter)