Chapter 257 Advanced Undead, Demon Spider King Tang San (Second update, please subscribe!)
However, this is just an unexpected little surprise.
Fang Ling's killing was not for the soul bones, but after killing so many soul beasts to get this piece, it still seemed too rare.
"A 50,000-year-old right arm bone with ice properties..."
Take it in your hand and look at it carefully.
This is a white ice-like soul bone, with countless white ice crystals covering the surface, and cold soul power flowing on it.
A complete 50,000-year-old limb soul bone is also a top-quality soul bone that can cause bloodshed in this world.
Unfortunately, no one around me can use it.
Judging from the fluctuations in its internal power, it is no surprise that the ice attribute attacks the soul bone, and the attribute discord is too low.
It's not suitable for Yanyan and the others, and it's not suitable for teachers either.
Fang Ling touched his right arm. He already had the wolf thief's right arm bone and couldn't use it.
It can only be said to be tasteless, tasteless to eat, and a pity to discard.
If you don’t lack money, you won’t sell it.
In addition to absorption, is there any other use for this soul bone?
Fang Ling remembered that it could be used as a soul guide.
However, considering that Douluo can only make lamps, make carriages with shock absorbers, and make hot water heaters and other superficial technologies, forget it.
The soul power is still flowing towards the kingdom of the dead, and the 50,000-year-old snow owl cannot resist transforming into the dead...
In an instant, a flash of inspiration flashed through my mind, and an idea appeared again.
Fang Ling had another fantastic idea!
Bring this soul bone into the realm of the dead, and then place it directly into the soul of the snow owl that is turning into a dead spirit.
The cornerstone of the Kingdom of the Dead has a space-based soul bone attached to it, which can be used as a storage soul guide.
I haven't used it like this on weekdays, but that doesn't mean it can't be used like this.
It's just that the power of extreme death permeates the inside, making it difficult to store other debris.
At this time, in order to verify the ideas in your heart, it doesn’t hurt to give it a try.
If it succeeds, the countless trivial soul bones obtained in the sea will be put to use in the future.
Fang Ling found a place to rest and focused all his attention on the kingdom of the dead.
The soul bone comes from the snow owl, and its soul, which is about to be imbued with the ultimate death energy, tightly wraps the soul bone originating from itself almost immediately.
The ultimate death energy is infecting, the gray color is swallowing up the white ice crystals, and the consumption of soul power suddenly increases.
Even Shura's divine power can be swallowed by the divine power of death. Fang Ling watched the whole process and learned something from the panel. Naturally, the right arm bone of the 50,000-year-old snow owl cannot bear it.
The colors symbolizing death and annihilation gradually deepened, and the white color that originally belonged to ice faded little by little, until it turned into a soul bone with the attribute of death.
This is the rhythm of success!
Seeing this situation, Fang Ling's brows moved slightly, unable to hide his joy, and he suddenly increased the supply of soul power.
To devour the energy of a 50,000-year-old soul bone with the power of death would require a huge amount of soul power.
But for him, a top soul master whose soul power far exceeds that of his peers, it is just a piece of cake.
Fang Ling stared expectantly.
……
At the same time, the city of killing.
Tang San has been here for more than half a year.
Compared with when he first arrived here, his expression was colder, and even his body exuded a faint scent of blood.
Cold, bloodthirsty, cruel... He only won fifteen games, but he already has the most wins in the Hell Killing Fields, and he has the title of Demon Spider King.
That’s right, only fifteen games!
Because the inner city was sparsely populated, he only won fifteen games and killed nearly two hundred people.
Not even Fang Ling had killed so many people the day he first came in.
This makes sense.
After being swept away by Fang Ling and Hu Liena, what strong bones are left in the killing city?
High-level soul masters above Soul Saint were specially searched and killed to obtain undead souls and points, leaving Tang San with only leftovers. The rest are just weaklings with no dignity and low cultivation!
Visible to the naked eye, out of fear of the killings of this Clear Sky Hammer genius, there were fewer and fewer people in the inner city, and they all hid in the outer city.
When I first came in, I could still play three games in a month, but now I have one game in a month. Counting on it, it will take more than seven years to get out of the Killing City, which made Tang San almost out of breath.
Fighting like this won't even have any training effect!
Originally, I came to the Killing City to participate in the arduous training. Who would have thought that now I can only meditate here every day?
The Shrek team has a five-year agreement. Can I still keep up with it?
Including special training, more than two and a half years have passed, and there are still eighty-five games left.
And the root of all this comes from Fang Ling!
Tang San suddenly became furious when he thought of Fang Ling, the bastard who made the Killing City feel empty: "Fang Ling, you son of a bitch... you really have a way of taking death!"
Coming from the Tang Sect, he cursed viciously in his familiar words.
I want to kill someone to vent my anger, but I am worried that it will only happen once every two months, so I can only vent my anger towards the building.
He was extremely aggrieved, his face turned red, and the eight spider spears on his back, covered with brutal magic patterns and as red as blood, kept shaking with the trembling of his body and the uncontrollable rage.
After a long time, he managed to vent his anger and finally stopped cursing.
Tang San sat still, his mood finally returning to calmness.
Stroking the sharp tip of the spear on his back, he sighed slightly, now only the Eight Spider Spears could provide comfort.
Things are not going well in the Killing City, but his cultivation is growing extremely fast.
The cup of Bloody Mary given by Tang Hao aroused his son's desire that had been suppressed for two years.
When Tang San thought that Fang Ling might grow very fast, but his twin martial soul was always trampled under his feet in all directions, he started to devour it angrily.
Wai Gua Pi Zao also always has soul power, and his soul power level has grown gratifyingly, and now he is almost reaching the limit of the soul emperor.
And looking at Tang San's incompetent rage, the King of Slaughter sneered repeatedly: "It's really interesting."
From the bloodline and martial spirit, he could sense that this person was Tang Chen's direct descendant.
Now, because there are few people in the inner city, we are trapped here, wasting our talents in vain, which is really gratifying!
"Great King, what's so interesting?" a woman with a curvy figure asked softly.
"Tang Chen's talented descendant is trapped here, making people laugh." The King of Slaughter laughed.
The laughter diluted the anger of the future birth of the third god of death.
Tang Hao was on his way to the Killing City at this time, with ardent expectations in his heart, hoping to know the growth of his son.
The far north, the periphery, the ice canyon.
Before I knew it, the sun was slowly setting.
The Snow Owl Necromancer with soul bones finally takes shape!
The average undead can't take this long, but the snow owl is different.
What a normal undead is like, a snow owl is like.
But it doesn't feel so illusory, it seems more real.
Not only is it a soul, it also has a soul bone as its core, and its strength is not as low as that of ordinary undead.
After losing his physical body, his strength has been reduced, but it is not a necromantic energy body with only his mind left.
The Necromancer Snow Owl, who has a soul bone, is much more powerful than the Blue Silver King, who is equivalent to a great soul master, and can probably be regarded as a soul king!
The gap between him and other undead souls has widened.
After thinking about it, Fang Ling called it an "advanced undead".
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