Douluo blood dragon soul shock gun

In the dusk, a young man's figure was elongated by the afterglow and he walked quickly on the sparsely populated official road.

"Hey...it seems that today we will inevitably end up sleeping on the streets..." Looking back at the empty place behind him, Yang Pojun sighed helplessly and quickened his pace, hoping to find a suitable place before nightfall. Habitat.

Well, even if there are no towns or villages ahead, it would be good to have a dense forest. After all, food is the most important thing for the people. It doesn't matter where you live, but you have to keep up with the food.

After leaving Wuhun City, Yang Pojun did not return with the large army, but quietly slipped out alone.

To be honest, I don't know why, but he always feels uneasy.

Although the Soul Master Competition was over, Wuhun Palace's reaction was a bit too calm, especially Bibi Dong. She didn't even look at herself during the whole process, and she didn't even make a perfunctory solicitation. This was obviously unreasonable.

The boss sent someone to monitor him secretly, but when he appeared in front of her, he showed an expression that was unfamiliar to us...

not normal... so abnormal...

Somehow, Yang Pojun had the illusion that a storm was about to come.

Although he didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Bibi Dong's gourd, Yang Pojun chose to leave the large army and go to Tiandou City alone to be on the safe side.

He rejected Yu Luomian's suggestion to go with him. In his opinion, if there was real danger, it would be better to escape alone. After all, the externally attached soul bone has the ability to move instantly. Even when facing a titled Douluo, it would be better to fight. However, there is still a small chance to escape. If he can't escape even with the external soul bone, then even if he has an extra jade crown, it will be a one-and-done combo between the middle and jungle, which is obviously not worth it.

At the same time, without him, Yang Pojun is also afraid that Wuhun Palace will attack others. Compared with his own safety, Yang Pojun is more concerned about the safety of Liu Erlong and the others. With Yuluo Mian, a Soul Douluo, they are more stable. .

Taking a group of people on the road can certainly increase the safety factor, but Yang Pojun doesn't want to see it if he implicates other people and causes unnecessary casualties.

The cold wind howled by, making the autumn night seem particularly deserted.

In a dense forest, a campfire roared, the flames burned the branches, making a crackling sound, and small sparks burst out with weak heat in the flames.

Beside the campfire, after finishing his meal, Yang Pojun leaned against a big tree, squinting his eyes and slowly recovering his soul power, while raising his ears to listen to what was going on around him.

After a day of galloping, although he was out of Wuhun City's sphere of influence, he still did not dare to take it lightly, especially in the dead of night...

Suddenly, a cold current rushed in and blew on Yang Pojun's neck.

He shivered slowly, his hairs stood up one by one, his body suddenly stiffened, his soul power condensed instantly, and his mental power quickly spread out like ripples...

no one?

Just when he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, his heart palpitated suddenly, his ears twitched, and Yang Pojun stiffly turned his head to look into the dark night.

"Here we come!" His breathing suddenly became a little faster, and the Blood Dragon Soul Shocking Gun in his hand turned from virtual to solid.

For a man like Yang Pojun, whose mental strength is so strong, heart palpitations are a dark omen.

In particular, even with his huge mental power, he could not sense the existence of the enemy.

This is very scary...

However, after waiting for a long time, Yang Pojun discovered that no enemy appeared...

Hiss...that's not right...

Although there was no one around, he vaguely felt something was wrong!

sound……

That's right...

The night is still that dark night, and the dense forest is still silent, but the occasional birdsong is gone...

At the same time, there was a hint of coldness that seemed to creep in from all directions.

Fantasy——

This is an illusion... Yang Pojun's pupils shrank and his heart sank to the bottom.

With his back against the big tree, he swallowed subconsciously. The cold wind cracked his face like a knife, sucking the cold air into his lungs. Yang Pojun's face became serious as he cheered up!

Being able to fall into an illusion without even realizing it, it is conceivable that the strength of the person coming is definitely higher than yourself.

"It deserves to be the Wuhun Palace. It's really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger inside. Is the boss planning to attack me? I wonder if it's too late for me to surrender now..." Yang Pojun's spine went cold, and his heart became cold. half.

Suddenly, Yang Pojun felt that the scenery in front of him was slowly fading, as if it was covered with a layer of gauze, and everything became unclear at this moment.

He squinted his eyes, and a hint of lavender appeared in his eyes. He raised his head again, and vaguely saw an illusory figure slowly walking towards him.

This figure was still at the far end when it appeared. A few breaths later, it was less than a hundred meters away from him.

"You deserve to be able to defeat the seven-in-one fusion technique that I carefully prepared in one fell swoop. As expected, you have some skills. You discovered it so quickly. However, that's fine. I'll let you know it!" The phantom gradually materialized, and a man wearing a The old man in white faced Yang Pojun fiercely with a gloomy expression, his tone full of teasing.

"Senian?" After seeing the person clearly, Yang Pojun was slightly startled, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Ma De...I was shocked. It turned out to be you, an old immortal. I thought you were from Wuhun Palace...

"Do you know me? Huh... If you don't take the road to heaven, there will be no door to hell." After a brief moment of astonishment, Shi Nian burst out laughing, "Yes, it's me. You've heard of me too. You are famous, it is your honor to die in my hands!"

Pouting his lips in disbelief, Yang Pojun looked at Shi Nian mockingly: "Just you?"

"Arrogant!" Shi Nian's goatee trembled, as if he was angry.

"In this illusion of mine, it's easy to get in, but it's hard to get out. Even if you are extremely talented, you will have to die here. It took me decades to develop the seven-in-one fusion technique, and it took a lot of time to find the right one." The candidate you were appointed to was suddenly beaten into an idiot by you. This is a life-and-death feud. I originally thought I would have to wait for some time, but I didn’t expect the opportunity to come so soon. You are seeking death on your own, no wonder me!" There was a hint of coldness at the corner of Nian's mouth, and his voice was hoarse like a devil from hell.

"Haha...I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you. I haven't planned to reincarnate yet, but you, please don't leave once you're here..." Yang Pojun's cynical and free-spirited temperament quickly settled, and he took back the blood dragon. Soul-shaking gun, amethyst soul-catching pupils slowly appeared on the forehead!

His eyes were dark, and he stared around with an expressionless expression.

The spiritual soul master has weird and bizarre methods, but he is not good at frontal combat!

The advantage is that his mental power is strong and his soul skills are unpredictable and unpredictable.

The disadvantage is that it is easy to boast when you meet someone with stronger mental power than yourself, especially when you meet a combat-type soul master with stronger mental power than yourself.

Even if the realm is two levels different, it is easy to be blasted to pieces...

After all, in front of a reckless man, a weakling soul master whose mental power is on par with his own is no different from a scumbag!

Of course, generally speaking, this situation does not exist.

After all, the directions of cultivation are different. Attack type soul masters pay more attention to the cultivation of soul power and body, relying on soul skills for output. They are very amateurs in mental power and so on.

The spiritual soul master mainly relies on his powerful mental power to disrupt the enemy's thinking, and usually hides behind and outputs wildly.

In short, spiritual soul masters can be described in two words: stubborn and steady!

To describe it in one sentence: as steady as an old dog.

Therefore, he only needed to use the Amethyst Soul Seizing Eyes to lock onto Shi Nian's true body, and then use his first soul skill to temporarily restrict his movements.

The next step is simple. With the body of the Soul King, I can completely take him away...