Chapter 173 Who brought Titled Douluo back! (Third update, please subscribe!)
Death attributes are indeed rare.
In one month, the two wandered around a large area, but encountered dozens of large and small soul beasts with the attribute of death.
Most soul beast bloodlines are okay. After all, the death attribute is rare. Soul beasts with this attribute are generally stronger, but none of them have the right age.
Six thousand year old shadow leopard, fifty thousand year old dead python, forty thousand year old white flower of the other side, seventy thousand year old hell vine...
In a dark canyon, a faint light of fire lit up.
"It's hard to find a suitable soul beast even in the Star Forest." Fang Ling sighed while eating during the break.
He thought he couldn't find it in the Sunset Forest, but the Star Dou Forest could give him more surprises.
"It's hard to find normality, disciple, the choice of soul rings is like this." Dugu Bo stirred the bonfire with a stick to make it burn brighter.
"I once heard that someone spent five years to find the soul beast of their choice as a soul ring."
"Ah, how long does it take?" Fang Ling looked surprised, "Isn't it possible?"
"Yeah, it's impossible, right?" A clear female voice suddenly sounded, interrupting the conversation between the two.
Dugu Bo and Fang Ling stirred slightly, and both turned their heads instantly.
I saw two beautiful women walking together from the entrance of the canyon.
One big and one small.
The older one is about twenty years old, with fair and delicate skin, and a head of long black and shiny hair hanging naturally on the back of his head.
She has a slim figure and graceful curves. She wears a green and red outfit, which makes her heart look dazzling.
The forehead is as bright as jade, and under the willow-leaf eyebrows are two exquisite eyes, as full as water, very beautiful.
She was smiling, and when she smiled, the corners of her eyes curved into crescent shapes, revealing two small white tiger teeth, giving people a friendly feeling.
The youngest one is only about eighteen years old and has curly black hair.
The face is equally beautiful, and the graceful figure has a bit of greenness, just like the fresh breath of new shoots, like green onions that have not yet been picked.
However, both of them were a little embarrassed at this time. Not only were they stained with blood, they were also stained with mud.
Looking at Dugu Bo, Fang Ling had some suspicions in his mind.
He stared at the two of them, his eyes flashing with red gold, and a flash of surprise flashed across his eyes: "Who are you? Do I know you?"
"My name is Wang Yuecheng." The long-haired woman in Waterfall forced a smile.
"My name is Wang Miaoyin." The curly-haired young woman spoke in a fierce voice.
"My name is Fengling, and this is my grandfather Feng Yue. I wonder why you two are so close?" Fang Ling made up a name casually, with a strong look on his eyes.
"In the Star Forest, it is not uncommon for strangers to kill each other and grab treasures. It would be better for you two not to get close to each other casually."
"No, no, no." Seeing the wariness in Fang Ling's eyes, the two of them waved their hands quickly.
The young woman with curly hair said: "We are not bad people, we just want to ask for help. ”
"What can I ask for help for?" Fang Ling frowned slightly.
The long-haired woman in the waterfall had a sad look in her eyes: "We were hunting souls in the Star Dou, and the soul guide was taken away by a powerful soul beast. The only relic to commemorate our mother is in it. We want to..."
"It's a shame you can think of asking strangers for help." Fang Ling sneered, his lustful eyes wandering over their plump bodies, "You want us to help you when there's no benefit?"
Dugu Bo restrained the aura on his body even more perfectly.
My sister gritted her teeth and scolded: "You men are all virtuous, but you know how to bully us weak women!"
"But if you can help us get our mother's belongings back, that's not impossible."
Her voice was a little lower.
"Where's your sister?" Fang Ling seemed dissatisfied, with a wicked smile on his lips and a gesture with his chin. "I...I can do that too." My sister said reluctantly.
"Then let's go." Fang Ling's eyes were filled with salivation, "I am a powerful soul king, and my grandfather is a strong soul king with five soul rings. There are few opponents in the world."
"What is a powerful spirit beast to you is nothing more than that to us."
"Grandpa, do you think so?" Fang Ling looked at Dugu Bo.
"For the last time, Soul King is nothing. If you don't change your temper, you will fall into trouble with a woman sooner or later." Dugu Bo nodded his forehead.
The two began to follow them.
After passing many twists and turns, we entered a deep and airtight forest.
There is moss growing on the trees, and the bark here is extremely tough, making it difficult for Fang Ling to cut through it with a dagger.
Entering here is like walking into a prison.
After walking for a long time, looking back, I seemed to have lost my way.
Countless twisted tree trunks hide the path from which they came.
Fang Ling and Dugu Bo could see dense figures surrounding them, and at least hundreds of soul beasts surging.
Especially in the middle, there is a huge tiger that is taking a nap, four meters tall and eight meters long, and extremely strong.
The thick fur, powerful lines, and majestic teeth all illustrate its power.
Unlike other tigers, which are either red or yellow, the fur of this big tiger is gray and black.
There is a light and faint halo flowing on the body surface, which is not as warm and bright as the sun, nor is it as cold and bright as the moonlight.
Instead, there is an indescribable sense of death, as if it can suck away all the life and vitality in the world.
Both soul beasts and humans were kneeling on the ground in the posture of pilgrims.
"That's the king!" Waterfall's long-haired sister's face suddenly turned to one of reverence, and she joined in the worship.
"It is your honor to be the food in the king's mouth." The young curly-haired sister's eyes flashed with desire, and she knelt down on the ground, slowly rubbing forward with her knees.
It seems that he hopes to get closer, and then get closer.
"Thank you." Fang Ling nodded slightly and thanked the two of them, with blazing fire in his eyes.
Chijin's pupils were shining, and he had already seen that these two people were just ghosts controlled by the tiger, and although it was hidden, the powerful death attribute that was particularly conspicuous made people's hearts flutter.
The demon was driven by the tiger to find food for him and brought him into this extremely dangerous dense forest.
Dense dense trees blocked his way, this was the tiger's hunting ground.
But he took the initiative and didn't come alone.
"Teacher." Fang Ling called softly.
Hearing this, Dugu Bo had a smile in his eyes: "Good luck, a top spiritual death attribute soul beast, the evil spirit beast."
"Its death attribute is strong enough. This one is over 20,000 years old, but if you have the Blue Silver Emperor's right leg bone, you won't be afraid of meridians being damaged."
"You have your fifth soul ring! I'm going to beat it half to death for you."
Dugu Bo's martial soul possessed him, with two yellows, two purples, and five blacks, and the majestic pressure dispersed from his body.
The powerful coercion originating from the Jade Phosphorus Snake King filled the air, and the power of the dragon suddenly made the undead tiger who was about to enjoy the food jump up in surprise.
It was extremely horrified for a moment: "Who brought the Titled Douluo back!"
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