[Douluo] I just want to be a disabled person

Xue Qinghe, who was shaken by the Zhongzheng Qi of Xuantian Kung, looked around and saw no surprise in his eyes when he saw the person coming.

Since the Tang Yin he saw in Yuexuan at that time was Tang San, the identity of the woman who was intimate with him was naturally not difficult to guess.

The key figure who defeated the decisive game of Wuhun Palace in the Soul Master Competition, the strange Wuhun, the iconic wheelchair...

Although they had not met him for a few times, the information about Tang Lingyi on Xue Qinghe's desk was seriously "red-marked".

Tang Lingyi pushed her feet hard and jumped to a place two or three steps away from Tang San.

Next to her were four high-level soul masters fighting passionately, but she seemed to be in some peaceful sea of ​​flowers, unaware of the surging undercurrent around her.

Xue Qinghe, who had suffered a slight loss from the collision, felt unhappy. He looked at Tang Lingyi, who was always calm, and Tang San, who was gradually using the God of Death domain to swallow up the purification ability of the angel's soul power. He sneered and said: "What a God of Death." Domain. Unfortunately, you are still too weak without possessing the seventh soul skill, the martial spirit avatar."

"The talent domain without the martial soul's true body can only play a limited supporting role. Only through the martial soul's true body can the effects of the domain be truly revealed. Even if your domain is at the same level as mine, the level difference is You can’t make up for it.”

"Let me show you the true power of the talent field!"

As he spoke, the seventh soul ring surrounding him lit up with a rich black color, black and gold, two incompatible lights mixed together.

Soon, the black soul ring seemed to be assimilated, and turned into gold during the release process.

Gold, this color seems to be naturally associated with powerful beings such as gods. After Xue Qinghe's soul skill was released and the shadow behind him overlapped with his, this feeling became even stronger.

On the two pairs of white wings on the back, golden color spreads from the roots to the tips of each feather.

With a "stab" sound, another pair of wings opened from his back, and the true form of the seraph was fully revealed under the influence of the seventh soul ring martial soul's true form.

Xue Qinghe's momentum suddenly swelled like an overwhelming force.

Having released his martial soul's true form, the pressure he brought to Tang San and the others was no less than that of a titled Douluo.

Tang Lingyi's heart sank slightly, and she slowly shook the furnace in her hand.

[Do you want me to use Chuyi Flower Cake to block his movements? 】

Tang San, facing the dazzling golden light, seemed extraordinarily calm. The sixth soul ring surrounding his body suddenly became bright, and an invisible white light quietly blended into the forest-filled realm of the God of Death.

[No need for the time being, there are still manpower from Wuhun Palace around. Even if we trap him now, there will still be a battle. us……】

The white field facing the golden light seemed to be distorted, but it quickly returned to its original state, as fast as if it was just an illusion.

Xue Qinghe, who was bathed in the golden light, did not notice the weak change just now. He stretched out his arms hanging on both sides of his body, and his whole body looked like a hanging cross in the air.

He raised his head, and a long and melodious roar came from his mouth.

In an instant, the golden light erupting from his body expanded instantly at a speed that was difficult to discern with the naked eye, sweeping across thousands of troops in an unrelenting attempt to engulf Tang San.

But soon a strange scene happened.

The menacing golden light was firmly blocked by the white barrier, no matter how arrogant and wanton it was, it remained motionless.

Immediately afterwards, the scene Bai He had faced was repeated.

The indifferent swordsman in white walked out from behind Tang San. The moment he appeared behind Tang San, Xue Qinghe, who had received the boost, suddenly found that everything in front of him began to become illusory.

It was a very weird feeling.

Your eyes tell you that everything in front of you is real, but the mental power you rely on to survive counters that "everything in front of you is false."

When perception and cognition conflict, choosing whom to believe becomes an especially confusing matter.

As mentioned in the Master's Ten Core Competencies, the amplification effect of the martial soul's true form is directly proportional to the quality of the martial soul itself. The Seraph Martial Spirit that can bring them as much pressure as a Titled Douluo can naturally be ranked among the top Martial Spirits, but if it comes to mental strength alone... Xue Qinghe under the Martial Spirit's true form is definitely no match for Tang San.

Even if we don't talk about the gifts from the secret world, if we only talk about the Purple Demon Eyes and the "wisdom skull" that Tang San cultivated, he can still be tied with Xue Qinghe.

Not to mention adding the former...

Xue Qinghe frowned when he saw Tang San, who didn't feel the pressure of the Angel Realm, and the caution in his heart slowly rose. He darkened his eyes and disappeared from the spot quickly.

The next second, a golden figure appeared beside Tang San and the swordsman, and arc patterns were drawn one after another in the area shrouded in white light.

The Eight Spider Spears and the long sword passed through the figure, and the golden flames did not touch the entities of Tang San and Shuang Han.

The first game of the battle... the two sides ended in a draw.

"Tsk, it is indeed a hundred thousand year soul ring. It does have some skills. Even my Angel Domain's second evolution skill, Angel's Arrival, cannot defeat you. It seems that I am a little jealous of you."

"However, this is not enough!"

The confident voice sounded again. Xue Qinghe's speed was much faster than last time, but the two figures didn't seem to feel the gap at all. The same movements, backstabbing, kicking back, picking and slashing...another ineffective attack.

Xue Qinghe's expression finally turned serious. In fact, he didn't take that specious illusion to heart at first. He just thought it was the "confusion" skill of the hundred thousand year soul bone that confused his perception. He would wait until he dealt with the perception of the owner of the soul bone. Nature will also disappear.

However, each time the temptation became more serious, a fact that Xue Qinghe didn't want to face was thrown in his face - the two were actually the same existence.

Whether it was the familiar Tang San or the aloof Taoist who appeared later... they were all Tang San's incarnations!

Things get tricky.

The long sword condensed with golden flames burned more violently, and strong waves spread out in the air again and again.

[You say...when will he realize something is wrong? 】

Tang Lingyi, who had stepped aside when the battle between the two began, blinked at the golden fireworks exploding above her head and asked silently in her heart.

In the shadows behind her, a figure was quietly hiding.

The milky white soul power was transmitted to Tang San in one direction through their interlocked hands, happily rushing into the veins and merging into the flowing Xuantian Technique.

As time passed, the soul power flowing into Tang San's body increased. Faint white light emerged from Tang San's skin, slowly driving away the black in the shadows.

[It should be soon. ] Tang San squinted at the two puppets in the air, [After all, there is still a gap between the seventh spirit ring, and his spirit level is high enough, and the 'Three Feet of Silk' cannot trap him for too long. 】

[It’s time to break it. 】

Interest flashed through her purple eyes, and Tang Lingyi gently shook the furnace in her hand.

As she moved, the flowing soul power slowly subsided, and a smooth feeling of a bottleneck being broken came to Tang San's heart.

His muscles and veins grew a little stronger, and Tang Lingyi's soul power in the "Snow Ji Soup" state quickly merged with his own soul power, allowing the soul power that had stopped at level 69 to break through in one fell swoop. The seventy mark.

[Your slap in the face is really awesome. 】

Tang Lingyi cast an appreciative look at him: [People said that you can't show your true strength in the field of talent without the seventh soul ring, but you made one now... tsk tsk, that's cruel. 】

Tang San slowly controlled the soul power in his body and smiled slightly: [I just want to try it. 】

The wording is very modest, but it invisibly reveals a strong self-confidence.

Despite his calm appearance now, being ridiculed and shown such ridiculous mercy by his opponent... How could Tang San, who had never suffered such humiliation in his life, simply endure it like that?

Without Tang Lingyi, he had already planned how to use the Clear Sky Hammer to hit Xue Qinghe's face with the "Chaotic Cloak Hammer Technique", let alone now that Tang Lingyi was around...

Learn about soul power transformation :)

If he didn't get a martial soul's real body to come out and smash him in the face, he would be sorry for Xue Qinghe's words that sounded like coaxing but were actually contemptuous!

[Gradually crazy laughing gif]

In a state of "spiritual communication", Tang Lingyi quickly captured Tang San's "angry" mood swings.

Tang Lingyi: "..."

Tang Lingyi: [You are so naive! 】

[But I like it! 】

Tang San held her hand tightly, and the tenderness in his eyes became a little heavier: [You stay away later, I'm afraid he will attack you. 】

Tang Lingyi blinked: [No problem, anyway, I'll take advantage of the opportunity to fish in troubled waters, so I'll leave it to you. 】

【be safe. 】

Tang San touched her head, and in a flash, she quietly blended into Bai Sensen's realm.

The timing of his step was just right. The two figures who were originally puppets were slowly unable to withstand the burning flames of the Xueqing River, and there were already signs of cracking. But as Tang San's body returned, the looming cracks were glued back together, as if nothing had happened.

Xue Qinghe, who kept swinging his sword, vaguely felt that something was wrong, but he seemed unable to say what it was specifically.

The swordsman he was fighting against was particularly difficult to deal with, and he would be at a disadvantage if he wasn't careful. If we only talk about sword moves... Xue Qinghe has no confidence that he can successfully escape from him. Coupled with the fact that Tang San was attacking from behind from time to time, the emotions of being the chosen one who was obsessed with the two of them slowly reached their peak.

The golden long sword was put away, and the sixth soul ring on his body slowly brightened. The six wings behind Xue Qinghe frantically absorbed the energy in the field, and golden lightning flashed on his body like small snakes.

And the next second he pulled away, Tang San, who was keenly aware of something amiss, was not idle either.

The soul power that had been suppressed for a long time suddenly burst out, and intense white light gradually oozed from the exposed skin. As the white light swept across forcefully, his figure slowly faded and gradually became a transparent presence in the sky.

White light poured into the swordsman's body crazily, and a giant shadow that was almost nothingness slowly emerged from behind him.

The giant shadow looks exactly like the swordsman, but his clothes are very different.

It is engraved with complex Taoist patterns, and there is a faint flow of light.

He closed his eyes and stood between heaven and earth, like a sword that would never yield.

Take a deep breath. Xue Qinghe suddenly exhaled loudly.

An extremely sharp and loud roar erupted from his mouth.

that moment. His eyes suddenly spit out intense golden flames, which were more than one meter in length.

The sixth soul skill [Angel Roar] is activated.

The soul skill that converts half of the soul power into spiritual attacks is extremely overbearing and will cause a strong mental shock to the opponent. And when the opponent's mental power is more than twice as weak as the angel soul master himself, his soul will be shattered and he will die from a headshot.

This is an extremely incredible ability...

Unfortunately, it is a mental skill.