Douluo: My Martial Soul is an Ancient Divine Beast

I saw Qingqiu's eight illusory sword shadows releasing light, and silver beams of light shot straight into the sky, intertwining into a large net in the sky.

Wrapping the red flame mad lion, it roared, opened its mouth and spurted out a stream of flames, hitting the sword net.

There was a loud "boom", and the sword net trembled. Because of the blessing of Qingshan Thunder Pillar, the two formations had a tacit understanding, so the soul beast's attack did not break through the sword shadow formation.

Qingshan raised his hands, and the Thunder Pillar of Soul Power began to shrink.

Qingqiu also circulated his soul power, and eight illusory sword shadows rose into the sky. They rose to a certain height and crossed over. The sword tips slowly approached the soul beast.

Thunder and lightning began to appear on the sword shadow, and thunder and lightning twined around the sword shadow.

The red flame mad lion suddenly felt something bad, and roared again and again. His claws endured the numbness and kept bombarding the surroundings, but it was to no avail.

"Third Soul Skill, Nine-Colored Light", Qing Susu activated her soul power, and the martial spirit above her head appeared. Between the two horns of the nine-color deer martial spirit, a ball of light began to condense, and soon it became as big as a stone pier.

Qing Susu waved her hand, and the light ball hit the soul beast.

Seeing this, the Red Flame Mad Lion wanted to dodge sideways, but hit the thunder pillar again, and at the same time, a sword shadow stabbed it hard on the thigh.

The mad lion howled miserably, and the ball of light hit it, and nine colors of light spread around it.

In the end, the thunder pillar and sword shadow also covered the body of the mad lion.

Eight sword shadows stabbed the mad lion at the same time, followed by thunder and lightning, entering the body along the wound.

The mad lion howled miserably and fell to the ground dying.

Qingshan turned his head and glanced at Qingqiu, a little surprised.

He didn't expect Qingqiu's third soul skill to be so consistent with his own.

Qingshan thought for a while, if the compatibility is so high, will there be martial soul fusion skills?

'Find a chance to try', Qingshan thought, raised his head and looked around. After there was no other situation, he and the two girls approached the dying soul beast.

"Brother Shan, the three of us actually seriously injured this 3000-year-old soul beast. It's really amazing." Qing Susu yelled beside the mad lion.

Qingqiu's face turned red when he thought of how his own soul skill just now actually took the initiative to cooperate with Qingshan's soul skill.

"Qing Susu, stop yelling," Qingshan said, approaching the soul beast and looking at it

With its current seriously injured state, it is difficult to recover. Death is only a matter of time.

Qingshan was no longer the Holy Mother, he picked up the dagger and stabbed the soul beast in the neck.

The red-flamed mad lion let out a mournful cry and died.

A purple soul ring appeared on the corpse, and the body glowed

"Hey, there's something good." After saying this, Qing Susu walked forward, took out the dagger and scratched the shining part of the crazy lion's body.

Not long after, a piece of brown soul bone was taken out and suspended in front of Qing Susu.

Qingshan was stunned when he saw Qing Susu's quick speed. When did this little girl learn this skill?

Qing Susu seemed to feel something. She looked up at Qingshan and smiled sheepishly, as if to say, 'I'm not usually like this.'

"It's a shame about the soul ring. Forget it, let's go." Qingshan glanced at the purple soul ring, turned around and prepared to leave with the two girls.

Just after Qingshan turned around and took a few steps, Wuhun quietly appeared, absorbed the soul ring, and quickly returned to Qingshan's body.

Everything happened very fast, and the two girls didn't notice anything strange.

"Sister Qingqiu, I'll give you this soul bone, the left leg bone." Qingshan grabbed the soul bone in Qing Susu's hand, making the latter roll his eyes.

After handing the soul bone to Qingqiu's hand, he strode forward

"Hmph," Qing Susu snorted and followed.

Qingqiu looked at the soul bone in his hand, as if he had made up his mind. The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he chased after him with a smile.