Douluo: My soul rings are all elves

As the snake root thorn revealed its ferocious minions and pounced on Tang San, Qian Bing, who was hiding behind, took the opportunity to estimate its length and shouted happily:

"That's great, Mistress. The length of this snake's root thorns is over 30 meters, which is a little younger than the Datura snake, but its spirit ring is more suitable for you."

In fact, the joy Qian Bing showed at this time was actually part of a performance. Although he believed that Tang San would definitely try his best to save him.

However, if a soul ring specially adapted to Tang San is added as a reward, then he will naturally try harder, and he will have a better chance of being rescued.

This was something that benefited others and himself, so what he did was not unfair.

In fact, after Qian Bing got along with him now, he no longer wanted to play tricks on Tang San anymore.

After getting in touch with each other in the past few days, the relationship between the two has indeed warmed up, and they can be regarded as comrades who have given their backs to each other.

Qian Bing's calculations against Tang San and his coveting of his martial arts gradually disappeared.

It's just that the current crisis situation where his life is hanging by a thread really forces Qian Bing to fight for even a little more chance of survival for himself.

After all, life is more important than anything else.

If anyone noticed Qian Bing's condition at this time, they would find that he could no longer stand stably.

Although he could still remain upright, his whole body was shaking slightly.

This is obviously a sign of further deepening and onset of snake venom.

Even a layman like Qian Bing could clearly feel that the god of death was getting closer and closer.

Not to mention 3 hours, at the rate at which the toxicity is developing now, he may be in danger of dying in less than an hour and a half.

Therefore, now he must pull Tang San to fight.

Fortunately, after a night's rest, Qian Bing's soul power, which had nearly recovered to [-]%, reached [-]%, and he could summon the Bibi Bird to fight again.

Finally, he no longer had to be a waste with no contribution at all. He raised his right hand to summon the spirit of the Poke Ball and released the Bibi Bird.

I don’t know what Bibi Bird went through in the Poké Ball Spirit. He was obviously on the verge of death last night, but now he has returned to a vigorous and powerful state.

As soon as it appeared, it spread its wings and rose directly into the sky.

Qian Bing immediately ordered:

"Bibi Bird, keep a safe distance from the snakeroot thorns and release the violent wind. Don't get close. You are no match for it."

"Beep!"

The Bibi bird chirped in response to Qian Bing, and a burst of air immediately stirred under its wings.

After a moment, a wind blade more than two meters long was swung downwards.

The snake-rooted thorns were whipping hard at the place where Tang San was standing, plowing the land into deep marks one after another.

In the raging shadow of the whip, Tang San moved like a ghost, constantly changing and shifting his position, only narrowly escaping at critical moments, which made Qian Bing tremble with fear.

After a while, Tang San successfully retreated more than twenty meters, and since he was originally standing ten meters away from the snake root thorns, he finally escaped from the attack range of the thorns.

Huh~huh.

Amidst the howling wind, the violent storm winds emitted by the Bibi bird finally came roaring.

The snake root thorns have a strong sense of crisis. The stretched thorns retract instantly like springs, and the tops are coiled up and twisted into a wooden shield, firmly protecting the roots under the body.

The huge wind blade followed it the moment it made a defensive stance, and the sharp air flow cut hard against the wattle wooden shield.

Zizizi!

Amidst a heart-wrenching sound of sawing teeth, some fine dust seemed to fall from the wattle branches.

Tang San, who happened to be pushed to Qian Bing's side, immediately used his Purple Demon Eyes with all his strength to see this scene, with a flash of surprise, he said:

"That's funny, this wind blade seems to be able to cut through thorns!"

"Great!"

When Qian Bing heard Tang San's words, he felt relieved and a smile appeared on his face.

It seems that I can still be saved!

But before the two of them could be happy for long, suddenly, the entire snakeroot thorn bush glowed with a rich yellow light.

The original iron-green color of the whole body slowly transformed into a faint reddish gold color, as if it were metal.

Obviously, it began to use its soul power to show its true strength as a soul beast.

"Gan!"

Qian Bing's face suddenly darkened when he saw the changes that happened to Snake Root Thorns, and he couldn't help but curse.

On Douluo Continent, Bibi Bird's growth seems to be able to transcend the limitations of the elf world.

After this period of growth and experience, and several experiences of being possessed by soul rings, it gained a lot more understanding of how to control certain of its own skills.

After sensing the changes in his opponent, Bibi Bird immediately started condensing the wind blade.

The length of the wind blade quickly condensed from about two meters to 1.3 meters. This is also the limit that Bibiniao can achieve with its current strength.

The originally colorless airflow turned into a faint cyan color, and the harsh "sizzling" sound it made when it collided with the thorns became louder in an instant.

However, although the movement on the field was much louder, it had no effect at all!

Tang San saw the situation in his eyes and said in a solemn tone:

"No, after this Snake Root Thorn used its soul power, its body turned into a metallic color. Its toughness is obviously not at the same level as before. Now the wind blade has no way to act on it."

Qian Bing felt cold when he heard this, and his face suddenly turned pale.

"It's over. The violent wind can't cut off the thorns, so how can we kill it?"

Qian Bing knew very well that the reason Tang San was able to kill the Mandala Snake was mainly because he seized the opportunity and used the right method.

Throwing the dagger into the snake's belly happens to be a desperate method when the mandala snake cannot take any rescue measures.

That's why they were able to defeat the strong with the weak and find a chance to win.

But plant spirit beasts like the Snake Root Thorn are not flesh and blood like the Mandala Snake that can be killed by clever tricks.

All the hidden weapon techniques Tang San had at his disposal were basically useless against it.

If even Bibi Bird's wind blade couldn't have the slightest effect on it, then Qian Bing would have no hope of killing the snake root thorn and getting the white snake flower accompanying it to detoxify himself.

Thinking of this, Qian Bing, who had been pretending to be firm but was actually worried about his injury, felt that the aura that had been holding him back suddenly let out.

The trembling in his body became stronger and stronger, and his mind suddenly went blank. His feet suddenly became unsteady and he fell softly.

Only then did Tang San notice the abnormality on Qian Bing's body, stretched out his hands to drag his waist, and gently placed him on the ground.

With his cultivation and knowledge in the poisonous path, he naturally knew what Qian Bing was doing without asking any more questions, and he reprimanded anxiously:

"Boss, why didn't you tell me earlier if you were so poisoned? I could help you delay your injury!"

As he spoke, Tang San sat cross-legged behind Qian Bing, propped up his upper body, slapped his back, and continuously introduced the Xuantian Kung into Qian Bing's body.