Douluo - something is wrong with you useless martial soul

Tang Yin stood at the foot of the steps leading to Wuhun Palace and gently poked the hairy dumpling in his arms. "I'm going to be myself again. Is there anything you want?"

"Hey~"

Tang Yin blushed and looked a little uncomfortable, "That's impossible."

"Hey~"

Tang Yin simply stuffed the hair ball back, "Let me tell you, I won't accept this kind of unreasonable request, even if you pretend to be a fox cub and act cute."

"Woo~"

Tang Yin pretended that he couldn't hear anything, gathered his thoughts and walked slowly up the steps.

"Long time no see, Yin Tang."

A majestic voice sounded from above. Tang Yin couldn't help but raise his head and saw Bibi Dong, the Pope, standing at the main entrance of Wuhun Hall. The golden sunlight was shining, making her even more sacred and inviolable.

Even if they are hostile to each other, even if they are fighting to the death, Tang Yin must admit that no matter in the past life or in this life, Bibi Dong is the most elegant woman he has ever seen.

Tang Yin narrowed his eyes slightly, stopped where he was and raised his hand to say hello to Bibi Dong, as if he were an old friend visiting, "Thanks to His Majesty the Pope for your kind invitation, how dare Yin not come? I don't know that His Majesty the Pope is here." What do you want me to treat next time?"

Bibi Dong stopped and looked at Tang Yin for a moment, then suddenly smiled. Her already beautiful face was even more confusing, "Why don't you see Mr. Yin's guard?"

"Of course there are other things he needs to do." Tang Yin also smiled and gently touched the hair ball in his arms, "After all, I have to consider myself."

"Mr. Yin is indeed a smart man," Bibi Dong made a gesture of invitation, "Please."

"Thank you for the compliment from His Majesty the Pope."

Tang Yin followed Bibi Dong into the main hall without any guilt. He passed by the titled Douluo wearing bright red robes and went directly into the inner hall. He also saw the so-called patient of his trip - Saint Qian Ren of Wuhun Hall. Snow.

She was wearing a golden palace dress. The dress was one-piece and seemed to be woven with gold silk. There were not too many decorative patterns, and the style was simple and elegant.

The golden stand-up collar protected her snow-white and slender neck, and her long golden hair was loosely scattered behind her back without combing carefully, which formed a sharp contrast with her neat palace attire.

The girl's skin was as good as snow and her face was stunning. She looked like she was only eighteen or nineteen years old.

The golden eyes were as calm as water, without any energy fluctuation, and he looked like an ordinary person. However, Tang Yin clearly understood that the person in front of him could not have no cultivation.

It should be taken seriously, but Tang Yin couldn't help but look weird. After all, the girl in front of him looked too much like the person who played the fake prince.

"Sure enough..."

"Mr. Yin, what did you find?" But it was Bibi Dong who came behind Tang Yin at some point.

Tang Yin turned his head and glanced at Bibi Dong, chuckled softly, and then found a chair to sit down on his own, "Haha, we are all smart people, so don't beat around the bush, His Majesty the Pope will just say it straight. "

Bibi Dong also found a chair and sat down. Whether intentionally or not, she chose the chair opposite Tang Yin, "I believe it is not difficult to guess my purpose with Mr. Yin's personality."

"Oops..." Tang Yin relaxedly sat in the chair with his legs crossed, his hands crossed on his legs, "If that's what I think, you don't have enough chips."

"How is that possible?" Bibi Dong smiled and shook her head, "I feel that I have fully demonstrated my chips to you."

"This is the eleven or twelve titled Douluo including you?" Tang Yin laughed a little, "Are you looking down on me a little too much?"

"I'm not just a titled Douluo." Bibi Dong still had that graceful smile on her face.

Tang Yin was stunned for a moment, then the smile on his face stopped, "Your joke is not funny."

Just as his words fell, Bibi Dong in front of him suddenly changed.

A rich and strong evil aura was released from her body, and her cyan face was in sharp contrast with the purple armor.Her armor was covered with a layer of purple energy that smelled of evil, and four huge scythes extended from both sides of her back. .seven

At this time, it is not an exaggeration to describe her with a green face and fangs.

However, there is no doubt that although her aura is evil, the god-level energy fluctuations are not fake at all.

Tang Yin can undoubtedly be said to be quite authoritative in identifying this kind of aura. Even if this aura is well hidden, anyone who has come into contact with gods will definitely find that this aura is different from that of a titled Douluo.

Bibi Dong's aura was only released and then retracted, but it was enough for Tang Yin to recognize clearly.

Tang Yin was stunned for a moment, but couldn't help but put his hand on his forehead and laughed softly, "His Majesty the Pope has a good heart, but he hides it deeply enough."

At this time, Bibi Dong once again regained her grace and dignity, "What do you mean by Mr. Yin?"

Tang Yin did not speak, but just regained his relaxed look, "His Majesty the Pope, if I remember correctly, there should be a saint in Wuhun Palace, right?"

Bibi Dong was not annoyed and even poured a cup of tea for Tang Yin herself, "It's just as Mr. said."

Tang Yin took the tea cup, took a sip, and showed a dangerous smile, "He must be the one I treated last time."

Bibi Dong's expression turned cold, "Mr. Yin, what do you mean?"

"Your Majesty, I must admit your strength." Tang Yin stood up and bowed slightly towards Bibi Dong, "It's a pity that you were wrong in trying to threaten me in this way."

Bibi Dong frowned and was about to say something when she heard approaching footsteps. She subconsciously looked in the direction of the footsteps and saw Hu Liena walking over with a stiff body and a look of fear on her face.

Bibi Dong's voice was cold at this time, "Mr. Yin's methods are very good."

"Actually, if you delay for a few more days, my method will be ineffective. I think we can have a formal talk now? Or..." Tang Yin chuckled a few times, not caring about the almost condensed look on Bibi Dong's body. With actual murderous intent, "You don't want to talk anymore?"

Bibi Dong narrowed her eyes. Now that she had broken her face, she no longer concealed her murderous intention, but a smile appeared on her face again, "Isn't it that Mr. Yin doesn't want to talk?"

Tang Yin shook his head slightly, made a gesture of invitation to Bibi Dong, and walked out. When he passed by Hu Liena, he patted her on the shoulder and took out a small white hair ball. Then Hu Liena fell to the ground with a look of horror on her face. Breathing heavily, Tang Yin spoke again, "It's not that I don't want to talk, but it's not necessary."

"Oh?" Bibi Dong looked much better after seeing Tang Yin's series of actions, her murderous aura subdued slightly, and she walked up to Tang Yin holding the scepter, "Isn't it necessary?"

"After all, we are naturally hostile, aren't we?" Tang Yin smiled and took off his mask, "I think Saint Hu Liena is not too unfamiliar with my face."

Hu Liena only recovered from the powerlessness of being manipulated. After hearing this, she subconsciously raised her head and looked at Tang Yin, her expression immediately filled with confusion and confusion, "Tang... Yin?"

"Well, that really should be my name."

Hu Liena was still a little confused, but Bibi Dong's expression changed suddenly, and Qian Renxue, who had been sitting quietly aside, stood up suddenly and stared at Tang Yin.

"Look, you are also a smart man," Tang Yin smiled, "Then why do you think I have to work for my mother-killing enemy?"

After being silent for a while, Bibi Dong suddenly smiled, and the murderous intent around her disappeared. "That's really great. After all, I once felt guilty for having to kill a genius with my own hands."

Although Bibi Dong restrained his murderous intent, in Tang Yin's perception, Bibi Dong was more than twice as dangerous at this time, but he was still unhurried, just raised his steps and walked outside, "Oh, how about you?" No need, after all I can’t die today.”

"Oh?" Bibi Dong walked side by side with Tang Yin as if nothing had happened, "You are quite confident."

"Actually, I have only one purpose for coming today." Tang Yin smiled and walked out unhurriedly.

"For what purpose?"

Hearing this, Tang Yin shook his finger mysteriously, just like a junior who was coquettish to his elders, and showed a harmless and intimate smile to Bibi Dong, "Why don't you take a guess?"

At this time, the two of them had arrived at the entrance of the Pope's Palace. Bibi Dong only watched Tang Yin open his arms towards Wuhun City and take a deep breath. He couldn't help but feel curious while harboring murderous intent, "I couldn't guess. Why don't you tell me?"

"Haha..." Tang Yin stretched out three fingers, "Three."

"Ok?"

When Bibi Dong was confused by Tang Yin's behavior, Tang Yin also counted out the remaining two numbers.

The moment Tang Yin finished speaking, Bibi Dong felt the whole ground tremble, and she was suddenly shocked and angry, "Tang Yin! How dare you!"

But Tang Yin laughed loudly in the shock. A total of nine soul rings rose at his feet, and his whole body floated into the air. The three blood-red soul rings surrounding him were so dazzling. At the same time, Tang Yin's voice also spread far with the blessing of soul power, "Why don't I dare? Today, Tang Yin has given up my identity as the strange doctor Yin Tang, and I have no intention of being friendly with your Wuhun Palace. Damn! Bibi Dong, when you wanted to kill my mother, did you ever think of today?!"

Bibi Dong was completely ashamed this time, but did not pursue Tang Yin.

Because all her divine power is now used to stabilize the Pope's Palace behind her. If Tang Yin runs away, she will find another opportunity to kill him. But if the Pope's Palace falls today, it will not be a matter of simply losing face.

The Pope's Palace is the symbol of Wuhun Palace. If the Pope's Palace falls today, the hearts of the people in Wuhun Palace will definitely be shaken.

Bibi Dong stared at Tang Yin standing in the air with hatred, not to mention that Tang Yin was still looking at her with a playful attitude as if he were watching a show.

"My father was able to destroy the Pope of your Wuhun Palace back then, and today I, Tang Yin, can destroy your Pope's Palace. It's not in vain that I have spent five years running this identity, don't you think so?" Tang Yin smiled wildly. He said, "Ah, by the way, it seems that a few years ago, you accidentally uncovered the saint who was undercover to fight against the prince all day long. I'm really sorry. It must be hard to fall short of the success, right?"

As for Tang Yin's two words, the other lowly titled Douluo also reacted and released their martial souls one after another. Some stayed to help Bibi Dong stabilize the Pope's Palace, while others came to outflank Tang Yin.

At this moment, the eighth soul ring on his body suddenly lit up, his fingers moved gently, and countless almost invisible blue filaments spread out with him as the center, with a radius of 20 meters with him as the center. Occupying all of them, there is no dangerous aura, but it cuts a gap in the dark space between the rhythms.

Those who could become Titled Douluo were not so stubborn that they would fight even though they knew they were going to die, so they stopped at a dangerous distance, and those with long-range soul skills started to accumulate power directly.

It was obvious that he was in crisis, but Tang Yin smiled even more happily when he saw this scene, "I'm glad that you are not stupid, but it's a pity that you didn't calculate enough.

There is more than one soul skill for a 10-year-old soul ring. "

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, several titled Douluo who used their soul power to activate their soul skills coughed up a mouthful of blood, but the spilled blood grew into blue silver grass in mid-air, and quickly became entangled. , turned into a tough rope to tie up several people.

Naturally, these kinds of bindings could not trap the Titled Douluo, and the few of them broke free the next moment. However, this delay was enough for Tang Yin to get close to them and include them in the package of fine blue silk.

In just a moment, the bright red blood fell like raindrops, turning the majestic Pope's Palace into a bright red building. All that was left of the three titled Douluo were a few pieces of broken cloth and a few pieces of soul power radiating in the air. soul bone.

Perhaps because he had been with Hu Qing for a long time, he would always go crazy unconsciously. He looked a little nervous and laughed, "Can this be considered a Titled Douluo? Oh my, it's really disappointing. "

Bibi Dong's face became increasingly cold and hard, but she still couldn't do without her hands in order to stabilize the Pope's Palace.

Tang Yin looked at the already turbulent Wuhun City and the gradually stabilized Pope's Palace. He couldn't help but feel a hint of disappointment in his eyes. He used Wuhun to peel off the soul bones from the corpse, pulled the corners of his mouth, and made an exaggerated gesture. He said, "My dear His Majesty the Pope, I look forward to the day when we meet again. After all... I really look forward to the destruction of Wuhun Palace."

After the words fell, Tang Yin was no longer nostalgic. Thin grass threads opened the space, and Tang Yin stepped directly in, not knowing where he went.

Bibi Dong clenched her fists tightly as she watched the Pope's Palace stabilize. She took several deep breaths to calm herself down and began to direct the men.

But in the end, when I looked at this mess, I couldn't help but cursed in my heart.

……

Tang San had just been running the technique for a long time in the car, and he let out a breath of turbid energy. He planned to get out of the car and walk around to stretch his muscles, but as soon as he got up, he was hit by a figure that suddenly appeared in front of him, and his face was confused. He sat back down forcefully.

Subconsciously, he wanted to remove this man's joints, but the figure in front of him suddenly became farther away.

"You kid, you're trying to be brave again."

Only then did Tang San see the two people in front of him clearly, and he was suddenly confused, "You..."

Tang Yin waved his hand, and before he spoke, he vomited another mouthful of blood. Then he applied a treatment to himself and couldn't help but spit out another mouthful. After going back and forth five or six times, he fell down on the seat opposite him as if his body had been hollowed out. Qing leaned against him and said, "The soul skill backfires, it's a small problem."

The corner of Tang San's mouth twitched, "Are you sure?"

Tang Yin spat out the blood foam in his mouth and gave a thumbs up, "I'm sure."

Tang San first handed over the healing medicine, and then asked, "Have you been to the Spirit Hall?"

"Well, I've been there, but the other side just showed off and forced me to fight hard. I didn't use the medicine." Tang Yin uncorked the bottle and drank it. "It's a bit of a pity. If I stay a little longer, I can defeat the Pope." temple."

The corner of Tang San's mouth twitched, "How dare you."

"It's necessary." Tang Yin grinned, found some water to rinse his mouth, and took off his blood-stained coat, "But there's one thing you have to be mentally prepared for."

"what?"

"Bibi Dong has deceived everyone." Tang Yin said with a serious expression, "She has become a god, but her aura is very new. She should not have become a god for more than half a year."

Tang San's eyes immediately froze when he heard this, and he did not doubt the authenticity of the news, "I understand, I will act with caution."

"Now that my soul skills are backlashing me, I can't even use [-]% of my strength. I plan to go back with you for a while to recuperate before going to the Spirit Hall."

"The soul skill backlashes..." Tang San sighed, "What did you do? The soul skill backlashes?"

"Ah, it's just that the eighth soul skill, the ninth soul skill, and the second soul skill are used interchangeably and it hurts yourself a little bit." Tang Yin looked away with some embarrassment, "My eighth soul skill is parasitism and landing." root.

Parasitism is similar to yours, but I can parasitize through air and blood. After parasitism, I will use the soul power of the other party to stay for about a year. And during this year, no matter when, as long as I get close to a certain distance, I can Using this parasitism as an introduction, when the other party uses soul skills, I forcibly absorb the opponent's soul power and release a soul skill of my own.

Rooting on the ground starts from my feet, invisibly spreading the seeds of Blue Silver Grass. If they are contaminated, they will start to be parasitic. However, rooting on the ground lasts longer, about three or four years. In the middle, it will be like normal Blue Silver Grass. Grass grows like a tree.

The ninth soul skill is grafting flowers and trees and silk prison.

Transplantation refers to a space travel through the mark left before, but after use, the mark becomes invalid and must be left again, and only one mark can be left.

Silk Prison is a bit complicated. It compresses the bluesilver grass into extremely strong silk threads to attack. It can be controlled by itself or can be cast instantly. However, when it is cast instantly, it can only select one direction to send out a spider web-like bluesilver grass to surround it. The diameter of the enemy is related to the released soul power and can cut open the space.

It's just that the self-control consumes a lot of money, and it can be about three times as powerful as the original soul skill.

At that time, I was using Ground Rooting and Parasitism to build the Pope's Palace, but I also had to resist the Titled Douluo on the opposite side, so I activated Silk Prisoner and my second skill. Finally, because Bibi Dong recovered quickly, I activated Shifting Flowers again, because There are so many soul skills used at the same time that it’s hard to calculate, and I’ve just broken through and I’m not very proficient at it…”

Tang Yin chuckled, clasping his hands together, looking at Tang San eagerly, "Brother, you won't blame me, right?"