Douluo's martial soul swallows

  Yang Chen wiped the blood from his mouth and thought to himself, what kind of alien soul beast is this? It seems to be only a thousand years old. How come its soul power is so powerful that it can't even take down my dragon's tail.

  Looking at Mei'er in my arms, she was still sleeping. I gritted my teeth secretly. I didn't want to wake Mei'er up and have a good fight with this ferocious beast. I didn't believe it. I, a person with a god-level system, could still I can't take down this little lion.

  The nine-headed lion was ten feet away and looked at Yang Chen quietly for a long time. Suddenly, it let out a roar, seeming to angrily complain that Yang Chen had trespassed on its territory.

  I saw its nine heads opening their mouths at the same time, and the roaring sound waves became louder and louder, as if roaring mountains and rivers, becoming more and more shocking. The whole body was filled with golden light, and a blood-evil aura was threatening.

  Suddenly, its body was vertical, high in the air, and its nine heads spit out a golden light at the same time, and the nine golden lights went straight towards Yang Chen.

  Those nine golden lights seemed to contain infinite soul power and penetrating power.

  Yang Chen had never seen a soul beast perform this kind of secret technique. He didn't know what was wrong with the nine golden lights, so he hurriedly jumped out of the way and avoided the coverage of the nine golden lights.

  The nine rays of golden light struck the earth, and the vegetation on the earth instantly turned black. It turned out that these nine rays of golden light had powerful corrosive power.

  Yang Chen was secretly shocked.

  Seeing that Yang Chen was not fighting head-on, the nine-headed lion ran away and roared twice, as if angrily scolding him for being cowardly and only knowing how to avoid, which is not what a gentleman would do.

  Yang Chen gave a long laugh, pointed his finger and said, "Little lion, fighting not only relies on strength, but also on wisdom. You must avoid the strong and attack the weak, avoid the strong and attack the weak, and you cannot blindly fight. Brutal fighting is what fools do."

  The nine lions seemed to understand Yang Chen's words, and the nine heads roared at the same time. This time the sound waves were more powerful, as if they were tangible and qualitative, with faint golden ripples hidden like a tsunami, ups and downs, overwhelming the sky. , attacking Yang Chen.

  His eyes showed contempt, as if he were laughing at Yang Chen, "I see where you are running away this time. The sound wave of this attack is an indiscriminate impact on a large area."

  Yang Chen saw that the sound wave seemed to be tangible and qualitative, and he knew how powerful it was. In such a large area, there was no place to hide. Without even thinking about it, nine divine soul arrows shot at the nine heads of the nine-headed lions. At the same time, he used the divine whip to bless the soul. After the ring, he stood in front of himself to resist the sonic attack.

  Just listen to the sound waves hitting the amplified whip, which was shaken and trembled wildly. In the blink of an eye, it returned from more than ten feet to a setaria that was more than thirty centimeters long.

  Yang Chen was shocked by the sound wave. He took several steps back and fell to the ground, panting heavily.

  At the same time, I screamed in my heart that I was afraid that I was no match for this little lion and would have to ask Meier for help.

  Just as he was about to wake up Mei'er, he heard the nine lions let out a scream, tumbled from the air and fell to the ground, writhing on the ground, hitting their heads on the ground from time to time, feeling extremely painful.

  When Yang Chen saw it, he thought to himself, "It's done, no matter how powerful you are as a little lion, you are still a soul beast after all. Your soul will be much weaker, and you will eventually be defeated by this young master."

  The attack power of Yang Chen's divine soul arrows at this time was already very powerful, far from what it was before. Under these nine arrows, each arrow shot into the mind of the nine-headed lion, killing its sea of ​​consciousness and divine soul. .

  Although it has powerful soul power, extraordinary talents, and extraordinary qualities, it ultimately suffers a big loss in terms of its soul.

  The nine lions writhed on the ground for a long time, screaming miserably and unable to get up again.

  Finally, he lay on the ground, just panting. His eighteen eyes looked at Yang Chen standing in front of him, all showing fear and pleading.

  Yang Chen smiled and stepped on one of the lion's heads with his foot, and said, "Little Huangmao, are you still causing trouble now? If you want to fight with your uncle and me, no way, hand over your soul power now."

  He took out the magic whip in his hand and raised it high, intending to hit the nine lions.

  At this time, Jiu Dou Lion's soul was hurt by it, and there were bursts of pain and roaring in his mind. When he saw Yang Chen raising the whip, this centimeters long foxtail grass, there was a look of fear and begging in his eyes, and a look of fear in his mouth. It keeps whining.

  What Yang Chen needs most now is the soul power of the soul beast. The reason why he wanders around the Star Dou Forest is to kill the soul beast, swallow the soul power, and increase the soul power level.

  In the past ten days, nearly a hundred soul beasts have been killed, and the murderous spirit in his heart is very strong. How can he be softened by the begging of the nine lions.

  Just as the magic whip was about to fall and kill the nine lions, suddenly a cute voice said, "Brother, why is there a little lion here with nine heads? It's so cute."

  But it was the little thing hanging on his body, Meier, that woke up.

  As soon as Yang Chen heard Meier's words, the magic whip in his hand stopped in the air.

  Mei'er immediately released her arms around his neck and sat on the nine lions. She grabbed the ears on each of the nine lions' heads with both hands and giggled, "Wow, this little lion is so cute. I want it to be my mount.”

  The nine-headed lion suddenly saw Meier riding on its body. At the same time, a pressure of supreme blood rushed towards it. It immediately lowered its head to the ground and roared softly, as if to ask Meier. Tell something.

  After hearing this, Mei'er raised her head and said, "Brother, don't kill this little lion. It's a good baby. Mei'er likes it so much. We want to keep it with us as our mount."

  In fact, during this period of time, when Yang Chen killed the soul beast, Mei'er was asleep most of the time without knowing it.

  Yang Chen hesitated for a moment when he saw Mei'er begging for mercy. From his perception, he could tell that the soul power in this lion's body was very huge, enough to give him two or three points. It was so easy to find a thousand-year-old lion with extraordinary talent. A gifted soul beast, but Meier interceded for it.

  Seeing Meier's pure eyes and pleading expression, Yang Chen immediately softened his heart and nodded, "Okay, then I'll spare it, but it will be our mount during this period and serve us well."

  It would be very majestic and interesting to think about having such a mighty nine-headed lion as a mount, roaming freely in this big forest of stars. At the same time, it would also save you the trouble of walking.

  As soon as the nine lions heard that Yang Chen let it go, they immediately got up. The nine big heads nodded to Yang Chen at the same time, and their eighteen eyes showed joy and flattery.

  Yang Chen snorted heavily and said, "I don't know if you can understand what I said. The reason why I spared your life this time is because of Meier's plea. During this time, you have served us well. I Won't hurt you."

  These few words he spoke contained powerful spiritual power.

  The nine-headed lion was still in pain in its head, and was shocked by the power of the soul. It was even more frightened, and bowed its head to the ground, whining softly.

  Yang Chen knew that its soul was injured by his own soul arrow and would not be able to recover for a while. Looking at its painful appearance, his heart moved. If the power of the soul could hurt the soul, could it heal the soul?

  Then he gently probed a force of divine soul into the sea of ​​consciousness of the nine-headed lion.

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