Douluo Dalu: Nine-leaf Sword God

Three thousand, three thousand and five hundred, still the same rhythm, same drawing of the sword, Gu Lan was silent in his own world, the surrounding scene was slowing down, and the sword in his hand was also slowing down, the sword disappeared in an instant, and as he was drawing the sword, the sword disappeared again .

Become!

Gu Lan was overjoyed. He learned the sword-drawing technique. When he drew the sword, the sword disappeared, as if the sword did not exist.

Just when Gu Lan wanted to pull out the third sword, he felt severe pain in his wrist and arm. Gu Lan looked at his arm and saw that it was completely thicker. With this kind of decisive sword skill, he could only pull out two swords. With a sword and soul power, he might be able to pull out a sword.

In the afternoon, Gu Lan did not choose to draw the sword. Instead, he meditated and felt the sword in his hand, but there was no substantial progress.

Gu Lan frowned. It was difficult to feel the artistic conception without any reference.

A book in the sea of ​​consciousness turned into dots and disappeared, and a picture appeared in Gu Lan's mind, [Thousand Swords Visualization Picture]

The moment the picture appeared, the aura around Gu Lan suddenly changed.

Bone Douluo stood up and looked at Gu Lan, "Imagination? No, this is not artistic conception, this is enlightenment."

In Gu Lan's mind, a man just swung a sword, the space was shattered, and the powerful enemy inside was instantly wiped out, "Zhankong."

Gu Lan opened his eyes and swung his sword, "Zhankong."

A thin black line appeared. Bone Douluo concentrated. This kind of attack could kill Douluo. He looked at Gu Lan. It was just a sword strike. His whole face turned pale and bloodless, like a dead person. A small flower appeared in front of Gu Lan. In his hand, Gu Lan ate it in one bite.

This strike was extremely terrifying. It cut through the air and space, ignoring any defense. As long as it was hit, Douluo would die.

It's just that this kind of martial arts is too exaggerated, and the consumption is too exaggerated. It takes 29 times to temper the body. If this sword were used by someone else, he would probably die.

This can be considered one of Gu Lan's trump cards now, and Gu Lan discovered that this sword consumes not only soul power, but also blood energy. The little flower just now replenishes blood energy.

"How are you?" Ning Rongrong walked over and asked cautiously.

In the past two days, Ning Rongrong has finally seen what constitutes genius. Ninety-nine percent of hard work, coupled with the one percent of talent, the genius' efforts are invisible to those who are aggrieved.

This was also the reason why Ning Rongrong restrained his temper. In front of this person, he was more like a teacher than a peer.

If your temper is evil, it is also due to environmental factors. As long as the environment and people change, your temper will also change.

Bone Douluo looked at Ning Rongrong and nodded with a smile. It seemed that there was nothing wrong with coming out with this person, and relatively speaking, there were many benefits.

"It's okay. This kind of training needs to continue." Gu Lan sat down cross-legged. Gu Lan found that his combat power was very strong, but it was very short. He couldn't kill with one blow, and he was just waiting to die.

The Sword Scripture in his mind began to turn over again. Page after page contained various magical skills. Gu Lan was dazzled by them. The magical skills in this, any great achievement, would be a world-changing existence. "Shun Yi" could only be regarded as a The most inferior existence.

Endurance is a problem. Gu Lan turned page after page and finally stayed on one page, [Sword Tomb]

What is recorded above is a method of opening the Dantian. The middle Dantian and the upper Dantian are combined into a sword mound. There will only be sword energy in the sword mound. That is to say, this is a method of converting energy, and its quality is also high. will be promoted.

"That's it." A memory appeared in Gu Lan's mind.

The soul power in the dantian began to condense and began to shrink little by little, which was far more violent than the previous condensation.

The great lake began to shrink, and began to decrease little by little, until finally, in Gu Lan's Dantian, there was only a drop of golden sword energy, and this technique would also be practiced by itself, absorbing the soul power, and then converting it into sword energy. It is faster when not practicing, but fortunately it is automatic cultivation, which is equivalent to Gu Lan practicing every moment.

Gu Lan stood up and swung his sword slightly, a three-meter ravine appeared on the ground, and the faint golden sword energy disappeared into the air.

The sword energy in Dantian was only the size of a drop of water. Gu Lan was speechless. He originally wanted to solve a short problem, but who knew it would become even smaller now.

Time always goes by quietly. In half a year, Ning Rongrong's archery skills have reached the level of master, and Gu Lan's sword energy has just broken through single digits.

At the entrance of the small courtyard, Gu Lan was wearing a black trench coat, looking at Ning Rongrong who was wearing a light green outfit next to him, "The next step is actual combat. You, the thousand-year soul beast, one thousand and eleven hundred years is your limit, you cannot exceed this limit. , otherwise I can’t say what will happen.”

In the past six months of training, Ning Rongrong has become much more capable, and the eldest lady's temper has disappeared without a trace. This can be regarded as a change in a good direction. Moreover, in the ring in Ning Rongrong's hand, there was a large bow made of deep sea ice crystals, with many arrows, and there were also some suggestions given by Gu Lan.

"Boy, what do you think Rongrong's second soul skill is best?" Bone Douluo now completely believed in Gu Lan. In the soul battle arena, Ning Rongrong could easily defeat a twenty-level soul master. As long as he wasn't Even Ning Rongrong, a soul master above level 26, has the power to fight.

"The essence of power remains unchanged. It would be better if it had some special abilities." Gu Lan said.

"Oh! Special ability, what ability." Bone Douluo asked.

"Gravity can directly increase the gravity on the weapon, or some elemental power." However, this kind of mutant soul beast is rare and difficult to hunt.

Gu Lan hunts soul beasts, knowing that the mutated ones are the most difficult to kill, and if some of them counterattack on the verge of death, he may die.

"Is that so? I'll pay attention."

The three of them walked towards the Star Forest. Wu Xingrun appeared in black clothes and then disappeared.

In the forest, Ning Rongrong was moving at high speed. A large ice-colored bow appeared in his hand. He shot out an arrow and killed a nine-hundred-year-old fanged rat. Gu Lan stepped forward and said, "The speed type is not suitable for you. Don't take action easily, you can't use the ice crystal bow for a long time now."

"Oh!" Ning Rongrong stuck out her tongue, looking very cute, but Gu Lan didn't see it.

"Go over there. That's the territory of the Dark Gold Bear. If you can kill this bear, you will have your soul ring."

Gu Lan jumped up the tree, and Ning Rongrong followed.

Bone Douluo appeared, looking at the nine-year-old soul beast corpse on the ground, and looking in the direction Gu Lanyuan left, "Is there hope?"

While jumping vertically and horizontally, the two came to a big tree. Looking at the bear below, Gu Lan's eyes lit up, "Millennium, just right for you. Remember what I told you. Archers need to find The weak point is that the ice crystal arrow has the ability to pierce armor. As long as it hits the eye, this dark gold violent bear will die." Gu Lan said seriously.

In the battle with the thousand-year soul beast, Gu Lan was not prepared to help. With the increase in speed, Ning Rongrong could directly fly a kite and kill the bear Hanhan.