Douluo's pupil God Douluo

After finishing these things, the spirit man let out a long sigh. The solemn expression between his brows was slightly relieved, and he looked at the colorful pit.

As for why Lingren didn't feel sick to the point of vomiting like Xiao Wu.

However, how could a person who could live in a gloomy cemetery for such a long time be an ordinary person?

As a mourner, you must have a strong and fearless heart.

Today, he was frightened by the look in the man's eyes and backed away.

He needs to reflect!

Moreover, he wants to improve his strength!

He couldn't stand behind others all the time. The spirit man clenched his fists.

In his heart, he made a decision that would affect his entire life!

This decision even affects the future structure of Douluo Continent!

The spirit man quietly looked at the big pit full of flesh and blood, his pupils contracted, as if he had discovered something, a...

Glittering with a faint blood-colored light...

Soul bone? !

The spirit man did not jump down immediately, but found a long enough stick nearby. He put the stick in and gently picked up the lightly shiny soul bone!

Because there is no one around, the spirit is so slow.

After picking out the soul bone, the spirit man directly pulled off the sleeves of his clothes and wrapped the unknown part of the soul bone that was adhered to the blood and flesh.

After looking around again and seeing no one there, the spirit man immediately left here and went to Tang San's place.

"Little Third Brother, how is Brother Qing doing now?"

The spirit man leaned down and observed the scars on Li Qing's body.

Li Qing's shoulder was scratched to pieces with blood by the sharp claws of the man in black. Ten clearly visible holes penetrated from Li Qing's front to Li Qing's back.

Ten claws, twenty holes!

There are also the deep tooth marks on the neck, which vaguely expose the arteries in the neck!

Upon seeing this, the spirit man immediately summoned the Book of the Dead.

"The first soul skill, undead...purification!"

This time, no more golden runes flew out. But a pure white, holy soul power.

Covering all the wounds on Li Qing's body.

When Tang San saw this, he was also curious. He had helped Li Qing stop the bleeding, and he didn't know what the spirit man was doing now.

In less than a minute, streaks of black smoke flew out from every wound in Li Qing's body.

Tang San was shocked!

As the black smoke dissipated, Tang San suddenly felt that his Xuantian Technique was flowing smoothly and rapidly in Li Qing's body.

At first, there was a feeling of obstruction. He thought it was the rejection effect of Li Qing's body, but now he realized that it was the problem of the black smoke!

The white light covering Li Qing's wound dissipated.

"Okay, just now I used my soul power to help Brother Qing purify his wounds.

The man in black should have something like poison on his claws and teeth.

If it is not clear in time, a hidden danger will be buried in Brother Qing's body. "

Tang San nodded, he understood.

"Also, Third Brother, please put this back into your belt quickly before anyone finds it."

Tang San just glanced at it and roughly judged what was wrapped in the sleeves. Immediately take it back to the bright moonlit night of Twenty-Four Bridge.

Gradually, more and more people came from all over the village and gathered here.

Village elder Jack came quickly, looking anxious.

"Li Qing...How is Li Qing?"

Old Jack was extremely worried when he saw the shocking wounds on Li Qing's body.

"Don't worry, Grandpa Jack. Li Qing just needs to practice hard for a while and he will recover."

The spirit man smiled and comforted Old Jack.

"Will it affect his future cultivation?"

As the village chief of Holy Soul Village, Old Jack has always wanted to lead the villagers to live a good life. Old Jack has always believed that Li Qing can fulfill his decades-long wish.

Tang San retracted his hands, placed the unconscious Li Qing flat on the ground, and then slowly stood up.

"Grandpa Jack, don't worry, it won't affect Li Qing's future training."

At this time, the worried old Jack finally let go of his worries.

Tang San explained to the villagers what had just happened. Of course, he concealed some facts that he could not tell others.

After listening to Tang San's explanation, Old Jack held his chin, thoughtfully.

"This matter has already involved a soul master, and it is no longer something we can solve.

I will set off immediately to Notting City and inform the adults of Wuhun Palace there. "

Old Jack looked around and looked at a relatively majestic man.

"Zhao Si, you are going to Notting City with me now."

"Village... village... village chief, I... I... I can't find... my... my wife, I..."

Old Jack frowned, "Your wife won't run away. What are you afraid of? You can see her when you come back."

Zhao Si lowered his head and said, "That's okay."

"Well, mistress, take care of Li Qing and wait for me to come back."

"Ok!"

After saying that, Old Jack and Zhao Si went to Notting City.

Tang San and Lingren carried Li Qing back home.

Li Qing's wounds still need to be treated.

The spirit man took off Li Qing's tattered clothes, found a wet towel, and gently wiped away the blood stains.

Then, he took bandages and tied Li Qing around and around.

Tang San heard that Xiao Wu was so sick that she vomited because she saw scenes inappropriate for children. So, I went to find her.

……

The next morning, old Jack came back, bringing with him a leader and a group of soldiers.

The leader of Wuhun Palace was about thirty or forty years old, with an angular face, fiery red hair, and extremely sharp eyes. He looked very shrewd.

Old Jack took them to the place where the battle was fiercest, which was the large crater created by the explosion of the golden energy group.

After a few hours, the flesh and blood attracted swarms of flies, either buzzing and flying in the sky, or greedily sucking the flesh and blood of the man in black in the pit.

During his lifetime, the man in black committed evil and sucked the blood of others. After his death, he was devoured by a group of flies that didn't even have names.

How ridiculous!

The red-haired leader frowned, and after a brief glance, he withdrew his gaze.

Anyway, there's nothing to see here.

Of course, except for perverts...

The red-haired leader turned around, and a ball of orange flame suddenly appeared in his right hand! He threw it out casually and fell into the pit.

"boom!"

The flame that was originally the size of a fist suddenly burst into flames!

The red-haired man walked up to Village Chief Jack.

"Village Chief Jack, I wonder where the injured boy is now? Can you take us to see him?"

Old Jack nodded quickly.

"Of course, Lord Soul Saint, over here!"

This red-haired man turned out to be a Soul Saint!

He became a Soul Saint in his thirties!

Old Jack led them to Li Qing's house, where Tang San Xiaowu and Lingren were also here.

But Li Qing was still in a coma.