Chapter 132: Soul skills first and then forming a circle
At this time, the soul power in Wang Nan's body continued to surge, and dragon souls continued to pour into it.
Soul power level seventy, seventy-one, seventy-two...
For all soul masters, no matter what soul beast the seventh soul ring comes from or how old it is, there is always only one seventh soul skill, and that is the true body of the martial soul.
Most soul masters only fully understand their martial soul from the soul ring after they obtain the seventh soul ring, and then merge with it, or merge the soul with the soul of the weapon.
But Wang Nan is slightly different. When he was still a Soul King, he was already able to merge with the Tianye Fusheng Dragon, thereby exerting the power of a Soul Saint.
What he lacked was never the understanding of his martial soul, weapon soul, and dragon soul, but the part of the soul beast that the Dragon God said he lacked.
With the help of the power of the dragon soul in the Dragon Valley, his soul power level naturally broke through the bottleneck and reached level seventy-four.
The Tianye Fusheng Dragon surrounding him raised its head and roared, and the translucent dragon souls continued to gather together, and finally condensed into a golden soul ring and appeared next to him.
Wang Nan already had a clear understanding in his heart. His seventh soul skill was not provided by the soul ring, but was mastered by him from the beginning.
It was his complete understanding of his martial soul and the power of the dragon soul that merged into a ring, rather than acquiring soul skills after obtaining the soul ring. This special soul ring will gradually improve as you and your martial soul grow.
But just now, it is no worse than a hundred thousand year soul ring.
The changes in the body don't end there.
The absorption of so many dragon souls has already put Wang Nan's mental power in a subtle state. At this time, the appearance of the seventh soul ring is like an introduction, making Wang Nan's spiritual sea boil.
The ocean, which symbolizes spiritual power, is constantly surging. It seems that fresh air is slowly rising, floating in the air like smoke, and there are melodious and distant sounds of fairy bells in the fog. And under the sea, it's like an abyss set up in it, deep, distant, and unfathomable.
In just one thought, one's mental power can be as high as the clouds and as deep as the bottom of the abyss.
Wang Nan once felt a trace of Munn's spiritual power, and he still remembers that aura as deep as prison. But at this time, he could feel that his mental power seemed to have reached this level, but it was different.
The high mountain in the spiritual sea still exists, surrounded by a vast ocean. The mountain has jagged rocks and gentle clouds and mist. It seems that birds and animals are passing by, and there are caves, and it seems that the roar of dragons and tigers can be heard.
It is clearly his spiritual sea, but it is like a real world. Tianye Fushenglong returned to the sea of spirits and circled around the mountains, adding a bit of mystery.
It was only then that the changes in the whole body gradually stopped.
Wang Nan opened his eyes, and Long Gu no longer suppressed him at all. The soul power continued to surge in his meridians, and there seemed to be a faint sound of thunder.
The Dragon God appeared next to Wang Nan again and looked at the seven soul rings on his body.
"It's time for me to leave here and return to the God Realm. When your soul power level exceeds level 90, you can come here to find me again."
"By the way, the kid outside is just here to cover up. He has no malicious intent. Don't be afraid of him after you go out."
"Okay, please send me out."
"Yes." The Dragon God nodded and waved his scepter. When Wang Nan came to his senses again, he had reappeared on the top of the mountain.
The surrounding thick fog became much lighter, and Wang Nan finally saw clearly what kind of soul beast was releasing this spiritual realm. This is a giant dragon covered with golden-green scales, surrounded by clouds and mist, floating on the cliff out of thin air as if it weighs nothing.
After seeing Wang Nan, it first glanced at the nine-color spar on Wang Nan's wrist, and then moved closer. Two streams of mist rushed out of its nostrils, making many plant-type soul beasts around it wet.
Immediately afterwards, the two fogs slowly changed, and a road condensed by the fog appeared at Wang Nan's feet.
Wang Nan could feel that the mist was transformed by the spiritual power of the dragon, but it also had a physical form. When Wang Nan stepped on it, it felt like he was really stepping on a long bridge made of condensed clouds and mist.
Although generally speaking, spiritual soul beasts do not seem to have particularly outstanding attack capabilities, but when their spiritual power reaches the level of this giant dragon, they already have the ability to turn virtuality into reality, and reality into virtuality. Where spiritual power spreads All are their own fields.
Seeing that it had no intention of communicating, Wang Nan just nodded towards it, and then walked down the mountain along the long bridge made of clouds and mist.
Only then did Wang Nan realize that he must have spent quite a while in the Dragon Tomb. When you go up the mountain, the plants here are at their most lush, and the mountain forest is lush and green.
At this time, the surrounding flowers, plants and trees are sprouting again. Depending on the situation, at least half a year has passed.
The village at the foot of the mountain is the same as before. Only at the entrance of the village is a young man who is constantly drawing a bow and shooting arrows. If you look closely, you will see that the bow and arrow in his hand are faintly emitting a silvery white light, which is obviously his martial spirit.
The young man practiced bow and arrow, and his eyesight was naturally very good. He saw Wang Nan coming towards the village entrance from a distance.
"Brother Wang, you are back." When he spoke, his tone of voice was basically the same as the language on Douluo Continent.
"Yi, how's your practice going?"
"I am trying to use my soul power to condense arrows with the help of that old man."
"Grandpa?" Wang Nan was confused for a moment, and soon looked up as if feeling something, just in time to see Yan Shaozhe walking out of a thatched hut.
After not seeing him for more than half a year, Yan Shaozhe's aura was far less majestic than the one in Shrek Academy. At first glance, Wang Nan seemed to see a bit of Moon in him.
"You're back." Yan Shaozhe's brows relaxed a lot when he saw Wang Nan.
Wang Nan nodded.
Yan Shaozhe stepped forward, touched Yi's hair, and signaled him to return to the village. Then he said to Wang Nan, "After entering that thick fog, I fell into an illusion."
Yan Shaozhe closed his eyes slightly, as if recalling the original illusion, but soon stopped mentioning it, "When I left, I was already outside the illusion, and there was no trace of you around. Are you okay? "
Wang Nan smiled and shook his head, "It's okay, I gained something."
"That's good." Yan Shaozhe smiled and nodded, "When are you going to go back?"
Wang Nan sighed lightly and glanced at the surrounding mountains and forests, "I'm available at any time. Where are you, Dean Yan?"
"Okay, I'll leave after I say goodbye to the people in the village."
Wang Nan looked at Yan Shaozhe's back as he walked into the village, and he vaguely seemed to be a different person. Maybe Yan Shaozhe also gained something in that illusion.
(End of chapter)