Chapter 87 The Fourth Soul Ring
Although the Iron-feathered Tiger Eagle flew back, Yang Zhentian had no intention of taking action immediately. Instead, he continued to wait.
Yang Zhentian saw his son's confused face: "Bie Enemy, you have to remember that the vision of eagle-like soul beasts is better at night than during the day. If I do it at night, the environment will have greater restrictions on me than on him. Really The best time to do it is at noon, when the sun is the brightest and the eagle spirit beast is subject to certain restrictions. "
"Especially for this kind of flying spirit beast, try to kill it with one hit, otherwise it will easily run away and it will be difficult to track it."
After hearing these words, Yang Podi thought about it and felt that what his father said was indeed reasonable and worthy of Contra's experience. Moreover, the place where the two of them were hiding now was half a kilometer away from the Iron Feathered Tiger Eagle's nest. Both the smell and the fluctuations in soul power were beyond the Iron Feathered Tiger Eagle's observation range.
Sure enough, at noon the next day, the Iron-feathered Tiger Eagle did not leave, but actually fell asleep in the nest.
After Yang Zhentian settled his son, he hid his figure and quietly approached the Iron Feather Tiger Eagle's nest.
Although the ten thousand-year-old tiger soul beast is very sensitive to breath, Yang Zhentian carries the breath gathering grass on his body, so he can still get closer to the iron-feathered tiger eagle.
Just when Yang Zhentian was only 100 meters away from the Iron Feathered Tiger Eagle, it seemed to notice something. Not only did its ears move, but its nose even smelled the air carefully, as if it smelled some kind of dangerous breath, and its whole body was alert. A lot.
100 meters is a very close distance for a Soul Douluo. Yang Zhentian suddenly burst into flames, and eight soul rings appeared on his body. One of the ten-thousand-year soul rings flashed directly. This was his eighth soul skill. : Sha.
At this time, the soul-breaking gun seemed to be able to destroy everything in the world, and it quickly stabbed the iron-feathered tiger eagle.
Based on the strength of Yang Zhentian's high-level Soul Douluo, in terms of pure combat power, he is probably not inferior to the masters who have just entered the Title Douluo. How can this ten-thousand-year-old soul beast be able to withstand it?
Even though the iron-feathered tiger eagle reacted very quickly and tried its best to dodge, it still couldn't avoid it. Yang Zhentian's shot did not attack the iron-feathered tiger eagle's body, but its wings.
This earth-shattering shot directly pierced the wings of the Iron Feathered Tiger Eagle, and the entire wing was broken off.
The iron-feathered tiger eagle seemed to be in pain, and roared sadly. Then, regardless of the pain on its body, a pair of tiger claws pounced directly on Yang Zhentian, as if it wanted to tear this enemy who dared to sneak attack on him into pieces.
Yang Zhentian succeeded in the attack and did not retreat. Instead, he raised his gun and stabbed the Iron Feather Tiger Eagle again. The tiger claw and the soul-breaking gun collided directly, but Yang Zhentian did not move at all, and the Iron Feather Tiger Eagle's tiger claw was directly stabbed. A big hole.
Seeing how powerful the enemy was, the Iron Feather Tiger Eagle understood that it was far from a match for the enemy in front of it, and seemed to want to retreat and escape.
But Yang Zhen would let him run away. He held the gun with both hands and launched another attack. He fired the gun many times and stabbed the Iron Feather Tiger Eagle. After a while, the Iron Feather Fire Eagle had multiple wounds on his body, and each wound was very serious. The wound was deep and bleeding profusely. It was obvious that defeat was sealed.
The Iron Feathered Tiger Eagle is indeed a tiger-like soul beast, very fierce and domineering. Seeing this situation, he let out a tiger roar, obviously wanting to fight for his life, or even wanting to self-destruct.
And how could Yang Zhentian let him blow himself up? I saw Yang Zhentian's fifth soul ring flashing, and the entire soul-breaking gun seemed to have changed, becoming sharper and deeper. It was Yang Zhentian's fifth soul skill: breaking.
The soul-breaking gun in Yang Zhentian's hand directly pierced his entire body before the Iron Feather Tiger Eagle self-destructed.
After receiving this injury, the entire body of the iron-feathered tiger eagle fell directly into a pool of blood. It was still breathing, and it was already dying.
But I have to say that despite experiencing such serious injuries, especially Yang Zhentian's fifth soul skill, which even directly pierced her body, she still survived. The body of the ten thousand year tiger soul beast was really strong.
Yang Zhentian had no time to pay attention to the current iron-feathered tiger eagle, but quickly turned around and shouted: "Destroy the enemy, come here quickly, this iron-feathered tiger eagle is about to die."
When Yang Podi heard his father's words, he quickly ran out of his hiding place and ran directly to the Iron Feather Tiger Eagle's nest. Yang Zhentian saw that his son had arrived: "Bie Enemy, you have to be sure. The age of this iron-feathered tiger eagle has reached 12,000 years. As long as you start to absorb the soul ring, there will be no way out. Once the absorption fails, you will easily If it is severe, it will cause the body to explode.”
Yang Podi glanced at his father and said with determination: "Dad, I have prepared so much. No matter what, I will give it a try. I believe I will not fail."
Yang Zhentian saw his son's expression like this, especially knowing his son's character. Once he decides something, he will never change it.
"Destroy the enemy, then you should prepare to absorb the soul ring of this iron-feathered tiger eagle. I will protect you now."
Yang Po Di looked at the dying Iron-Feathered Tiger Eagle in front of him, summoned his Soul-Breaking Spear, and stabbed it directly in the eyes.
Unexpectedly, even though this iron-feathered tiger eagle was so seriously injured, it still let out a deep tiger roar and even wanted to swing over with its remaining wing.
Upon seeing this, Yang Podi's third soul ring flashed, and the soul-breaking gun pierced directly into its eyes and even pierced its brain.
The iron-feathered tiger eagle finally let out a low roar and lay down limply. The other eye lost its light, and then it died. At the same time, a black soul ring appeared above the corpse.
Yang Po Di glanced at his father, then sat next to the body of the Iron Feather Tiger Eagle and began to prepare to absorb the soul ring.
I saw Yang Podi summoning his own martial spirit soul-breaking gun, and following the method of absorbing soul rings, he began to absorb this ten thousand-year soul ring that he had worked so hard to obtain.
When the soul ring is integrated into the body, the pressure that occurs is far from comparable. Compared with his third soul ring, the pressure is countless times greater.
Especially in his mind, a huge iron-feathered tiger eagle appeared in his mind. Like a tiger descending from the mountain, it pounced directly on him, seemingly with infinite momentum.
At this time, Yang Poidi, both body and soul, was suffering from great torture and impact, as if he was in hell or in magma, as if he was about to collapse at any time.
Yang Po Di seemed to know that he was in danger. He focused all his mental energy on his soul-breaking gun. A huge soul-breaking gun suddenly appeared in his mind, especially the tip of the gun. A gun light seemed to pierce everything. , directly pierced the phantom of the iron-feathered tiger eagle that flew towards him.
After being pierced, the entire phantom of the iron-feathered tiger eagle spread in his mind, and finally integrated into his own mind, and his mental power seemed to become a little stronger.
As time went by, the black soul ring slowly integrated into the body, and finally was slowly set on the soul-breaking gun in his right hand.
It took a particularly long time to absorb the soul ring this time, taking a full seven hours. It was not until seven hours later that Yang Podi's body began to slowly return to calmness, and it seemed that everything was over.
But Yang Poidi himself did not feel that it was over, because his back seemed to be suffering from great pain, and his flesh and blood seemed to be broken open. This feeling seemed familiar.
As the pain grew stronger, so did the pain in my back, especially as the skin seemed to be torn.
Immediately afterwards, two objects broke through the skin and came out. When the two objects were fully unfolded, they were like the wings of this iron-feathered tiger eagle.
It is the external soul bone: the wings of the tiger and eagle.
(End of chapter)