Chapter 292 Left leg bone, secret ambush (first update, 3000, please subscribe!)
In the far north, looking at the body that had been repaired after being crushed again, the Snow Emperor was filled with envy in his eyes.
There is progress every time, and it is truly a divine body.
The body is recovering, and the soul power that consumes a lot is also recovering quickly. The eighty-level soul power can already obtain the eighth soul ring. The Snow Emperor suddenly remembered:
"It's been so long since you reached level 80, and you still haven't gotten the eighth soul ring?"
"There's no rush for now. I already have a rough selection of the soul skills required for the eighth soul ring. The required soul beasts are not available in this far north." Fang Ling rejected his kindness.
It’s hard to choose a soul ring.
His attack power is now off the charts, and with his divine body, his defense power is no longer a problem.
After thinking about it, I realized that the magical skill consumes too much soul power and can only be used for about three rounds.
Fang Ling prefers to obtain a soul power reserve type soul skill to gain more trump cards.
Or it comes from a powerful enough soul beast.
"How do you know? Tell me what type of soul skill you want." The Snow Emperor prepared to use his countless years of experience to help with reference.
"Are there any soul beasts related to fate or time?" Fang Ling looked at her for a moment and asked.
The Death Scythe has the attribute of death, and he will become a god of death in the future, but he still has this kind of high power in his heart.
The reason is simple——
Strong enough.
"Fate..." Snow Emperor twitched the corner of his mouth.
The attribute of destiny is extremely rare among soul beasts. As far as she knows, it can only be born in the emperor's auspicious beast.
Where to find it now?
However, she happened to know a little about time.
"There is a dark evil tiger in the Star Forest, which has the power of time." Snow Emperor said softly.
Fang Ling looked calm: "I know the Dark Devil Tiger, what about the others?"
As a time traveler, how could he not know about the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger, a soul beast that is on par with the Holy Angel?
This is one of the options for the eighth soul ring.
But at that time, Tang San had never used it in the arena, so it was hard to say what soul skills he could get from the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger.
He wanted to know more.
"I don't know anything else." Snow Emperor searched for it in his huge memory for a long time, but still couldn't find it.
Soul beasts related to time are also extremely rare.
"You should have other choices?" she asked.
Fang Ling pondered for a moment and said, "Maybe it's an energy storage soul skill."
His spirit ring is not like Tang San and others, which can only be ruthless in the spirit master stage and have no effect after becoming a god.
With the panel, the soul ring can be promoted infinitely!
As long as you have enough points, after you become a god, these soul rings will naturally turn into god's soul rings, and soul skills will turn into divine skills!
If the soul power is not enough to use many magical skills, then use more soul power.
Namely, allowing the Necrons to store more power.
This type of energy storage soul skill also exists. There is a kind of ant in the Star Forest, and there is a kind of fish in the ocean, but there will never be one in the far north.
"Using necromancy to store energy...it really doesn't happen." Snow Emperor shook his head.
It's extremely cold in the far north, food is precious, and any excess energy is stored in your body.
Fang Ling's injuries were recovering at an extremely fast speed. The two of them were still chatting when a green light and shadow fell in front of their eyes.
Her green hair is flying, giving her a wild beauty.
It was the Ice Emperor. She was holding an ice-white left leg soul bone in her hand and threw it to Fang Ling:
"The invincible golden body and soul bone you want."
"Oh!"
Fang Ling exclaimed, with a look of shock on his face, and quickly caught it.
Although the hand has not been completely repaired, the slight pain is nothing compared to the soul bone.
He solemnly said: "Thank you Ice Emperor!"
The relationship between these people is very close, and now we can call them by their first names.
"I just speculated that the cold environment in the far north is suitable for preserving soul bones, so I said this tentatively, but I didn't expect to find it."
Touching the soul bone in his hand, Fang Ling's tone was filled with gratitude.
This was his request to the Snow Emperor and the Ice Emperor, hoping to find a soul bone with invincible golden body soul skills.
A hundred-thousand-year-old soul beast that fails to cross the tribulation will not leave any soul bones behind, but it may die accidentally in a fight, or it may happen that a ten-thousand-year-old soul beast produces soul bones after its death.
This is what Fang Ling wants.
Depending on the extremely cold and special environment of the Far North, there might be a soul bone somewhere.
With the mentality of giving it a try, I proposed ideas to the two of them, but they didn't expect that they could actually find them.
Because the aftermath of the collision after using the magic skill last time caused trauma to the body, Fang Ling has been thinking about this soul skill.
The invincible golden body can only defend against attacks from gods, and the time is also very short.
But that doesn't matter. The longer the soul ring is, the more effective it will be!
"I didn't even search around. In this far north, there happens to be an ice field mammoth with this skill."
"I went to ask among their tribe, and the only thing I found in the elephant grave was this piece." The Ice Emperor briefly explained the process of his search.
"Its energy fluctuates around 20,000 years, but for you, age is not a problem."
"Thank you, senior, for running around for me." Fang Ling thanked him quickly. "No need to thank you, it's useless for us to hold it anyway." Snow Emperor shook his head, "It's considered an investment. I hope you can become a god as soon as possible."
After his body recovered, Fang Ling immediately absorbed the soul bone.
With this soul bone, life will be more secure when going to the ocean in the future.
……
After the sparring session ended in January, he returned to Tiandou City as usual.
"Tang Hao and Tang San are coming to challenge me tomorrow?"
After returning from the far north, Fang Ling heard the news from his teacher Dugubo and was particularly surprised.
He had clearly set up so many obstacles for Tang San, and the inner city was all soft, but the result came out so quickly?
But then I thought about it, it was not impossible with Tang Hao, the God of Killing who had passed through the City of Killing.
"Teacher, you said that Tang San was wearing a bronze mask and a black robe?" Fang Ling noticed something unusual after listening to Dugu Bo's description.
"Yes, wearing a black robe and a mask." Dugu Bo recalled the scene at that time and said his own point of view, "I think his walking posture is a bit stiff."
"Maybe it's disfigured?" Fang Ling thought of Hell Road, the steaming lava and blood lake. If Tang San really fell into it, he would definitely be seriously injured.
"Maybe..." Dugu Bo doesn't know, but one thing is certain, "They come with bad intentions!"
"It's just like what you said before, my disciple, I'm probably here for the Blue Silver Emperor's 100,000-year-old right leg bone."
Fang Ling shook his head nonchalantly: "It's okay. No matter what conspiracy you have, it's all in vain. Tang Hao can't beat me."
Now that he still has an invincible golden body, he will not be in danger even if a hundred thousand-year-old bomb explodes in front of him.
"Teacher, did you help decide the location for the fight?" Fang Ling asked.
I can't wait in my heart.
Now that you're here, let's beat him to death.
Just in time to harvest a precious Titled Douluo Necromancer.
Tang Hao also has the secrets of the Haotian Sect, such as the Great Sumeru Hammer, the Explosive Ring, and the Nine Arts of the Haotian, which are all worth learning.
Coupled with the soul bones all over his body, he is like a child holding gold in the busy city. It is purely a mobile treasure!
His skills have reached the pinnacle of the world. As a master of the sick method, Fang Ling still has a humble heart.
On the tenth day, Tang San and Tang Hao arrived as promised.
Fang Ling's eyes swept over Tang Hao first.
Tang Hao's eyes were locked on me as soon as he came. Their purpose was indeed impure, and the so-called challenge was mostly just an excuse.
He seemed to be seriously ill. The first thing that caught his eye was his sallow complexion, which was still as slovenly as ever.
The soul power aura is relatively weak, only at level ninety.
It does not have the majesty of the world's best martial spirit, nor does it have the world-dominating aura that the inheritor of the name Haotian Douluo should have.
The energy flow in Tang Hao's body was somewhat stumbling, his soul power was not flowing smoothly, and his meridians were full of blockages.
There were injuries all over his body, and he could suppress the injuries almost purely by relying on his domineering soul power.
It’s really not easy to maintain a level 90 cultivation level!
However, not to mention the ring explosion, can he exert all the power of a titled Douluo?
Fang Ling doubted this.
It would be ridiculous if he died of injuries just after the war started.
If this is really the case, Fang Ling will definitely want Wuhun Palace to help promote it and make him the number one laughing stock in Douluo Continent.
I hope Tang Hao won't disappoint people later.
Fang Ling turned his gaze to Tang San.
The black robe covered him so tightly that not only his neck, but also his hands were not exposed.
Spatial perception can detect the specific contours of objects. He was surprised to find that why was Tang San's body covered in bumps and bumps?
This is what a burn looks like after it heals.
Did he really fall into the lake of blood?
Fang Ling wanted to laugh a little, Tang San had become so ugly now.
Judging from the uncontrollable overflow of killing intent, Tang San's Killing God Domain was much weaker than his previous one, and was completely worth mentioning.
Is it just them?
No one knew that he easily killed a hundred thousand year old soul beast in the far north, but the news that he instantly killed a soul Douluo in the Tiandou court spread widely.
Calling on the necromancy's computing power to expand spatial perception, endless information poured into his mind within a radius of twenty miles, and Fang Ling's lips showed a smile.
There is indeed someone hiding in the dark!
His soul power is at level ninety-six, and he is a rare peak Douluo.
Being close to Tang Hao and Tang San, Fang Ling could only think of one person with this level of cultivation, Tang Xiao, the leader of the Haotian Sect.
Interesting, really interesting!
Feeling a little excited in his heart, Fang Ling greeted the two of them: "His Majesty Haotian, Tang San, you are well."
"You're fine." Tang San's voice was a little hoarse.
Staring at the high-spirited and high-spirited man in front of me, jealousy burned in my heart. This is how I should be!
Fang Ling congratulated: "I heard that Tang San you also successfully came out of the Killing City. Congratulations on obtaining the Killing God Domain."
Having inadvertently glanced at Fang Ling's right leg just now, Tang San yearned even more for the reborn soul bone from the severed limb.
But despite his eagerness, he did not alert the snake, but responded: "Thank you!"
"How about I invite you to have a meal first to celebrate? After that, I will accept your challenge?" Fang Ling said casually.
"No need, Fang Ling, I'm here to challenge you. I've wanted to fight you for a long time." Tang San interrupted, then stabbed him, "You said so much, are you afraid of not accepting the challenge?"
Fang Ling smiled calmly: "The Soul Emperor challenges me, the Soul Saint..."
"Then satisfy your request as a loser!"
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