Chapter 182 Let Wuhundian feel at ease (Second update, please subscribe!)
Fang Ling has been to the Prince's Mansion many times.
He followed Qian Renxue with a leisurely gait and a relaxed expression, as if he had arrived at his own home.
As the two of them walked, Qian Renxue rubbed her waist. She seemed to feel some muscle soreness and was relieving her fatigue.
She rubbed it and then asked: "Brother Fang Ling, are you happy today?"
"I must have achieved a lot from this soul hunt."
The words are filled with emotion, vividly interpreting the character of a person who longs for spiritual practice but has low talent.
Fang Ling's heart moved, and he asked about his harvest as soon as he arrived. Although the relationship was good, it was probably because of Bibi Dong's inquiry.
From this point of view, it may really be related to soul bones.
If he is too strong and the risk is high, setting the soul bone as a reward for the soul master competition may not be approved by other elders, and the soul bone will be in vain?
Thinking secretly in his heart, Fang Ling thought about his words, and then he lost his joy and smiled bitterly: "The harvest... I can't say it well."
"Brother Qinghe, please look..."
Fang Ling summoned the evolved sword spirit.
Then five soul rings, two yellow, one purple, and two black, appeared.
The two deep black rings are extremely eye-catching.
Qian Renxue's eyes showed shock, and with a bit of sincere joy, she exclaimed:
"Even if I have seen you several times, I am still extremely amazed every time I see your soul ring configuration."
"You can possess two ten-thousand-year soul rings in the soul king realm. This kind of feat is probably unmatched by anyone in the world."
She really liked this feeling of appearing holy in front of others and shocking her soul.
She is already the Soul Emperor, and she only has two soul rings.
But she couldn't do it anymore and could only watch helplessly.
Grandpa would not allow her, the only remaining main lineage of the angel clan, to do such a dangerous thing as absorbing soul rings beyond her level.
"Why is it so hard to tell?" Qian Renxue noticed the changes in Fang Ling's martial soul. Those magical lines were very extraordinary at first glance, and seemed to give people a particularly unique feeling.
Fang Ling said solemnly: "The fifth soul ring comes from the Gray Crow that was killed twenty thousand years ago. The age is quite good, but this soul skill is not good."
The soul ring flashed, and then a faint and somewhat unstable gray air flow appeared on the scythe.
"The soul skill Death Blade can add the attribute of death to my martial soul. This attribute of death is very corrosive and can cause damage to objects with vitality."
The attribute of death is not an attribute exclusive to fallen soul masters, it is just dangerous, so Fang Ling is not worried about the consequences of informing Qian Renxue.
The slave dare not say that the undead must never appear in front of people, and the blade of death is his fifth external soul skill.
But now, it is just used to deal with Qian Renxue who may be collecting information.
"Isn't this nice?"
The Death Crow is a powerful soul beast with the attribute of death, good at both melee and long range combat.
And after Fang Ling activated his soul skill, the fire of death that was like a fluttering flame was even more extraordinary.
Qian Renxue's expression became serious the moment this gray color appeared.
Even though she had powerful divine attributes, facing this astonishing gray texture, she still felt frightened and her heart was beating slightly.
"The attributes are quite strong, but they are too strong and unstable, and I don't have enough mental power to stabilize them." Fang Ling's soul protection body, in Qian Renxue's surprise, put his hand on the sickle blade Come on.
Under the collision of soul power, the beating gray flame disappeared instantly.
It works on the Blue Silver King because he is trying his best to control the death energy and restrain it. If he only controls it superficially, he will be in such a state.
Fang Ling shook his head and concluded:
"It consumes a lot of energy and is a special attack on vitality. However, it will be blocked by the most basic soul power protection that every soul master has. Because it is unstable, it cannot be contained by my other soul skills."
"This fifth soul skill looks very dangerous and terrifying, but it is just a show-off. It is not useful and will not be used for a long time."
"I see..." Qian Renxue was confused, "Your fifth soul ring is not useless. Wouldn't it be great if you could use it in the future?" "But it won't be able to keep up with the Soul Master Competition." Fang Ling sighed slightly.
"I'm happy that you, Brother Qinghe, value me. I also expected that after obtaining the fifth soul ring, I could win the championship and bring glory to the academy. I didn't expect... tsk."
Slavery cannot be used in the Soul Master Competition, so it is okay to say that the fifth soul ring is useless.
After Qian Renxue got this news, more accurate information about the soul bones should come out.
Come to think of it, he is just a Soul King, and the news of the Soul Fusion Skill has not spread. The Golden Trio of the Soul Palace who are practicing hard should be sure of victory.
The three-on-one golden trio, as well as their martial soul fusion skills, were sure to win, but they were still training with curses at this time.
Compared to their original trajectory, they broke through to the Soul King more than a year ahead of schedule.
By the time of the Soul Master Competition, it should be enough to become a more powerful mid-to-high-level Soul King.
Then we can face Fang Ling, who is named Wannian, but is actually at least the fourth ring of thirty thousand years.
Qian Renxue comforted: "Brother Fang Ling, don't blame yourself too hard. External honors are just embellishment. Practice is the most important. What level are you at now?"
Fang Ling instantly became energetic: "Level fifty-three, this is the only place that makes people happy."
"When the Soul Master Competition comes, I am confident that I will become a high-level Soul King."
Seeing how determined he was, Qian Renxue chuckled twice and said: "Brother Fang Ling, come on, I heard that the champion's reward contains soul bones, and the reward is very generous."
"Brother Qinghe, don't worry." Fang Ling solemnly promised, "Even if the fifth soul ring cannot be used, I will definitely try my best to bring victory to the college when the time comes!"
After chatting in a very harmonious manner for a long time, he chose to leave on the grounds that he would not delay political affairs.
Qian Renxue offered some small gifts, but Fang Ling couldn't refuse, so she naturally accepted them and gave them a gift in return.
This is also a part of the harmonious relationship, which makes her feel that Fang Ling's recruitment is promising.
Naturally, he would stop the voices in the Wuhun Palace that wanted to kill him.
Fang Ling did not go back home directly. After thinking for a moment, he chose to go to the street first.
Seeing that Qian Renxue could leave empty-handed, she returned home to choose some gifts for the three girls.
Gifts from time to time can bring more surprises.
Walking on the road, out of the corner of his eye, he saw a familiar blond man with a zombie face in a teahouse on the roadside. His eyes moved slightly: "Yu Tianheng and Oslo?"
Not only is Yu Tianheng a member of Shrek, and he should be training hard, why is he going shopping with Oslo now?
I didn't remember their relationship being so good.
"Tianheng, Oslo, are you shopping?" Fang Ling approached and said hello, and their conversation stopped instantly.
If there is a problem, I silently say something in my mind, doesn’t he want to change jobs?
"Fang Ling." Yu Tianheng nodded towards him without showing anything strange, "Friends, let's get together."
"Ling, Brother Ling." However, Oslo's voice was a little shaky.
"I just saw an acquaintance exchanging greetings. It's not training. Why should I be so reserved? Let's go." It's strange that there is no problem with this performance.
Fang Ling was speechless. He swayed and stepped away, leaving only an indifferent silhouette.
"Tianheng? This." Oslo was at a loss.
"It's okay, let's continue the discussion. He is already a powerful Soul King and doesn't care about this kind of thing." Yu Tianheng sighed slightly.
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