Douluo: I was a mess but was forced to become a god

Riding ten fierce sun dragons all the way, under the leadership of the hundred-thousand-year-old ferocious beast, we arrived at the Star Dou Forest quickly and smoothly.

There is no need to be timid when entering it. There is no need to panic when there are ten blazing sun dragons. Once the weak soul beast feels its powerful aura, it will huddle in its lair.

In less than half a day, ten Fierce Yang Dragons carried Qin Ming into the middle of the Star Dou Forest.

"Just take a rest here!"

Qin Ming stretched and jumped down. The surrounding environment was not bad, full of green trees and flowers of unknown species but with bright colors.

"Ok!"

Meng Yiran carefully got off the back of the ten-headed Fierce Yang Dragon, but she was not as relaxed as Qin Ming.

After all, this is a powerful ten-headed Fiery Yang Dragon, and it can swallow her alive in one bite.

He tentatively said: "Mr. Zhen Guo, shall we set up camp here?"

"Well, this is it!"

Qin Ming replied casually and sat down leisurely under the shade of a tree, feeling the breath of nature leisurely.

"Ok."

Meng Yiran quickly took out various things from the soul guide, including tents, sleeping bags, pots and pans for making meals, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, as well as various fine wines, fruits, etc., all prepared for Qin Ming of.

Meng Yiran knew very well that even in the wild where it was not so convenient, Qin Ming would not compromise on food and drink.

And I don’t know how long Qin Ming’s outing plan will last, but Meng still brought three months of weight with him.

Qin Ming, who was absorbing the negative oxygen ions in the forest, closed his eyes and asked, "By the way, Yiran, how many years of soul beast do you plan to have for your sixth soul ring?"

"Well...I am currently at level 60 and have just reached Soul Emperor. According to my level, absorbing a 20,000-year-old soul ring is the optimal ratio."

"It would be great if we could get a 20,000-year-old soul beast to absorb it..."

As she spoke, Meng Yiran looked at Qin Ming nervously. After all, she knew that a 20,000-year-old soul beast was difficult to deal with, so she did not dare to trouble Qin Ming too much.

In fact, it would be pretty good to have a ten thousand or fifteen thousand year old soul beast.

Although it's not a perfect ratio, it's pretty good.

"Twenty thousand years?"

Qin Ming frowned slightly, and it was this frown that made Meng Yiran's heart tighten.

Sure enough, pursuing the perfect ratio can be troublesome...

Meng Yiran was slightly disappointed, but what Qin Ming said next surprised her.

"Twenty thousand years is too childish. The sixth soul ring should be fifty thousand years..."

With that said, Qin Ming raised his hand and ordered the ten Fiery Sun Dragons guarding outside the camp: "Little snake, go find a soul beast that is about 50,000 years old nearby and bring it back!"

"No...no...Zhenguo Gong!!"

Meng Yiran waved his hands repeatedly and said: "Isn't fifty thousand years too high? The soul emperor level can absorb two years, which should be the limit. I'm afraid that my body can't bear it at fifty thousand years..."

"After all...after all, I am different from you..."

"That's true!"

Qin Ming suddenly realized that his first soul ring was for ten thousand years, so he had no feelings for low-life soul rings, but for Meng Yiran, the sixth soul ring was for fifty thousand years, which was really too much for her.

He gave the order to the ten Fiery Sun Dragons again: "Fifty thousand years is too high, so let's make a thirty thousand year one. Go ahead, little snake."

"Roar~!!!"

The ten-headed Fiery Sun Dragon nodded in an anthropomorphic manner, and then stirred up the air and flew outward to hunt.

"Isn't thirty thousand years old... too extreme?"

Meng Yiran was obviously unsure that he could withstand a thirty thousand year soul ring. Qin Ming smiled slightly and said, "It's okay, I'll help you absorb it."

"Ok!"

With Qin Ming's guarantee, Meng Yiran felt much more at ease and continued to pack tents, sleeping bags and other daily necessities, waiting for his soul ring with peace of mind.

Time passed slowly, and three hours later, not long after the sun had set, the ten Fierce Yang Dragons returned.

boom! !

The ten-headed blazing sun dragon placed the soul beast in its mouth on the ground. It was a blue soul beast in the form of a deer. At this time, it had taken in more air than it was out. Now it was beaten hard before being caught by the ten-headed blazing sun dragon. Had a meal.

"This is the Phantom Deer!!"

"Judging from the antlers, the year should be around 32,000 years!!"

Meng Yiran recognized the soul beast at a glance and judged its age.

"Roar~!!!"

"Roar~!!!"

The ten-headed Fierce Sun Dragon roared softly at Qin Ming, explaining that the reason why he came back so late was mainly because the ones that were thirty thousand years old were not easy to find, and the surrounding soul beasts were all forty or fifty thousand years old.

"I know Xiaolong, there's nothing to worry about here..."

Qin Ming waved his hand casually, and the ten Fierce Yang Dragons stirred up the wind and disappeared in front of the camp.

The Ten-Headed Fierce Yang Dragon has already understood human nature, and he very wisely kept a certain distance from Qin Ming's camp, so that he would not disturb the boss's privacy, and he could come to guard him at any time if something happened.

But deep in the hearts of the Ten Headed Fierce Yang Dragons, which soul beast would dare to cause trouble so recklessly?

Don't want to live anymore?

Qin Ming, who arranged ten blazing sun dragons, said: "Come on, let's do it!"

"Um!!"

Meng Yiran summoned the spirit snake staff and stabbed the Phantom Deer in the neck, ending his life and starting to absorb it.

The powerful aura of the 30,000-year-old soul beast poured into Meng Yiran's relatively weak body, and the constant force on her meridians caused her eyebrows to instantly wrinkle in pain.

Leapfrogging absorption is not just as simple as pain.

If she does not receive effective guidance, what awaits her will be self-destruction.

Qin Ming's timely entrance instantly relieved Meng Yiran's pain. He used the healing ability of Poseidon's Heart to reduce the pain while also channeling the violent and surging soul power, using a gentler method to widen the meridians. Let the soul power stay in his body.

Gradually, Meng Yiran began to adapt to this level of meridian pulse stimulation.

As the meridians and soul power in the body are straightened out, they can be absorbed automatically even without Qin Ming's help.

He was still absorbing it while Qin Ming was processing the venison.

Cut off the bloody velvet antlers and keep them. This is a great tonic.

Collect deer blood and wait for it to solidify before using it to make soup. This is also a great tonic.

By the way, the venison is decomposed, and you can directly put it into the pot after draining the acid. In comparison, the venison will have a bit of a smell.

As the saying goes, those who eat grass are smelly, those who eat water are smelly, and those who eat meat are smelly. These were learned from Teacher Shao Xin at Shrek Academy.

Venison is also a great tonic.

"If this meal continues, she will be considered amazing if she can get out of bed and walk on the sidewalk tomorrow!!"

Qin Ming glanced at Meng Yiran who was absorbing the soul ring, but was surprised to find that his body was shining with light, and a pile of silver-white antlers gradually appeared on his head.

"External soul bone?"

Qin Ming was a little surprised. Such a change reminded him of when Tang San absorbed the Man-Faced Demon Spider. Because there was no pressure, the Eight Spider Soul Bones were not produced when Tang San absorbed the Man-Faced Demon Spider.

But when Meng Yiran skipped a level and absorbed a 30,000-year-old soul ring, he had an externally possessed soul bone due to the leap.

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