Douluo's strange martial spirit

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In the room, after Zhang Zheng briefly told Tang Yuehua his experience in the Far North, the couple seemed to have a heart-to-heart relationship again.

"Zheng, you actually have twin martial spirits like Xiaosan?"

Looking at the two black and six red soul rings at Zhang Zheng's feet, and then looking at the pocket-sized hollow willow tree in his hand, Tang Yuehua finally understood why her little husband was so confident.

The Wuhun who masters space and plays with the power of space, as long as he doesn't want to, no one in the world can really kill him.

Seeing his wife's cute look with her mouth open and her eyelashes flickering, coupled with her delicate face, flawless white skin, and skin as warm as warm jade, Zhang Zheng suddenly wanted to do something first.

However, this thought was only fleeting.

Hugging his wife tightly, Zhang Zheng said affectionately: "Yuehua, believe me, I will make your martial spirit strong enough to make you comparable to any genius in the mainland.

And I guarantee that you will soon enter the title Douluo stage. "

"Well, I trust you.

You are my husband, and I, Tang Yuehua, will always believe in my husband. "

In response to Zhang Zheng's embrace, Tang Yuehua lowered her head and leaned her head on his shoulder as much as possible.

Because of the height difference, Tang Yuehua, who is more than meters tall, is being held by Zhang Zheng, who is meters tall. It looks unharmonious.

But the conversation between the two was enough to make people ignore those disharmonious factors.

One is the promise made by the husband to his wife, and the other is the unconditional trust that the wife has in her husband.

After picking up his wife and laying her flat on their big bed, Zhang Zheng signaled Tang Yuehua to release his martial spirit.

Tang Yuehua's martial spirit is very beautiful. It looks colorful on the outside. Once it moves, it can also make a rustling sound.

The oval hammer head has a hollow shape inside, and when it moves, it looks like fine sand is rubbing inside.

That's right, a very beautiful little maracas for coaxing children.

A mutated version of the Clear Sky Hammer, the Sand Hammer.

"Seventh Soul Skill: Martial Soul True Body." As the red soul ring on the gourd vine of Tongtian's Creation lit up, the gourd vine suddenly began to change.

The originally emerald green rattan has now turned into dark yellow, and the six gourds in front all emit their own unique light almost at the same time.

With the blessing of the martial spirit avatar, the soul in Zhang Zheng's body suddenly opened his eyes.

"The true body of the martial spirit, the realm of creation."

There was another soft drink, and as the Creation Domain activated, the entire room was wrapped in a dark-yellow light film.

But at this moment, Tang Yuehua seemed to be in a deep sleep.

Only her martial spirit, the cute little sand hammer, was still tightly held in her hand.

"Come...!"

Following Zhang Zheng's loud shout, the sand hammer originally held by Tang Yuehua seemed to have escaped from its owner's control and appeared directly in front of Zhang Zheng, floating quietly.

The first time he used the martial soul avatar and the realm of creation, Zhang Zheng stared at the small sand hammer cautiously.

The illusion that everything is under control and everything is in my mind makes him feel intoxicated.

“It looks cute and doesn’t need to be changed.

However, internally, the soul power and abilities attached to the hammer must be adjusted. "

"The first soul skill: Da Wa, the power of King Kong."

Pointing his finger at the Heavenly Creation Gourd Vine behind him, the first crimson gourd suddenly shone with blood-red light, and then a gourd seed gradually condensed and took shape.

"The third soul skill: Sanwa, King Kong is indestructible."

Pointing his finger behind him again, the third yellow gourd also shined brightly, and then a yellow gourd seed also condensed and took shape.

"Go...!" Zhang Zheng shouted again.

The two condensed seeds suddenly exploded and turned into original color mist, which began to merge into Tang Yuehua's sand hammer.

The yellow mist is on the surface, while the red mist, which represents power, penetrates into the spirit and blends into the sand in the sand hammer.

With the integration of the original power, the appearance of the sand hammer began to change.

The colorful hammer head began to emit a metallic luster.

Immediately afterwards, the maracas, which was only a foot long just now, almost instantly became ten times larger as if on stimulants.

Especially the hammer head position, the diameter at the center is almost one meter.

The length of the hammer head is almost one meter and two meters.

After doing all this, sweat was dripping down Zhang Zheng's forehead.

Moreover, his face became even more pale and bloodless.

But it wasn't over yet. Looking back at his gourd vine, Lao Zhang seemed to have made up his mind.

He gritted his teeth and pointed at the fifth blue gourd.

As he moved, a ball of original power also separated from the green gourd vine.

Immediately afterwards, following Zhang Zheng's guidance, that part of the original power began to turn into mist and merged into the surface of the sand hammer.

"point...!

Ning...!

go...!

melt...! "

After spitting out four words in succession, after dividing the words, the sand hammer that originally had only one handle seemed to split, and suddenly another hammer appeared.

Then came the word "Condensation", and the split shadow of the hammer instantly condensed into substance.

Immediately afterwards, the two hammers flew back into Tang Yuehua's body at the same time, and finally integrated into her body.

From beginning to end, Tang Yuehua seemed to have slept.

As for Zhang Zheng, the martial spirit reformer, as soon as he put away his martial spirit, his body fell to the floor with a thud.

At this time, there was still some soul power left in him.

However, the spirit in his upper dantian became sluggish, and the gourd vine's light became dim.

For Tang Yuehua, his gourd vine consumes too much energy, and he won't be able to use it as before for at least half a year.

Tang Yuehua seemed to have had a dream. In the dream, she felt endless power pouring into her body.

It was so comfortable that she didn't want to wake up.

However, the dream finally has the moment to wake up.

Tang Yuehua opened his eyes when he felt that the power had stopped pouring in.

What catches the eye is the familiar ceiling.

She knew very well that this was her and her husband's room.

"No, where is Zheng?"

After regaining consciousness, Tang Yuehua quickly sat up and looked for her husband.

The next moment, the beautiful woman's tears flowed out of her eyes uncontrollably.

The husband fell to the ground, his face pale and his clothes soaked with sweat.

"Zheng, how are you? Don't scare me."

Seeing this, Tang Yuehua had no other ideas. She quickly got off the bed, picked up her husband and put him on the bed.

"Yuehua, I'll take a rest.

You should familiarize yourself with Wuhun again first, and I will explain it to you when I wake up. "

After leaving these words, Zhang Zheng couldn't support it anymore and closed his eyelids.

"Zheng...! Don't scare me." Seeing Zhang Zheng looking like he might die at any moment, Tang Yuehua was almost scared to death.

"Qingwei, come back quickly and find Angela, remember to keep it secret."

Thinking of Angela that Zhang Zheng had mentioned, Tang Yuehua quickly opened the door and asked Qingwei to find her back.

Fortunately, she was still sane and remembered to ask Qingwei to keep it a secret.

Tang Yuehua knew very well that Zhang Zheng was the person who supported Zhangjia Xiaodian and Douluo Chamber of Commerce.

The news of his collapse must not be known to outsiders.

Otherwise, once someone has evil intentions and Zhang Zheng falls into coma, the Zhang family's shop will be in danger.

The big powers may not, because their leaders are less short-sighted.

But those who think they have pretty good power and cannot see the reality clearly may get hot-headed and do something.

Seeing that her teacher was in a panic, Qingwei didn't ask any questions and hurried downstairs to arrange for Augu to go to Tiandou Academy to bring Angela back.

At the same time, she also arranged for someone to invite Uncle Chen to come back and take charge.

After everything was arranged, Tang Yuehua sat beside the bed and gently stroked her husband's face with her little hands.

She already felt that her soul power had reached level ten.

Moreover, it is not as simple as level ten.

Summoning the martial spirit and looking at the two identical hammers, Tang Yuehua felt very complicated.

She really didn't know whether she should be happy that Wuhun had become extremely powerful, or sad about her husband's sacrifice.

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