Chapter 78 Titled Nihuang, the torso bone of the 90,000-year-old Red Feather Kite
It’s just a little closer in reality, how close is it? Is my heart close? Is my thought close? It’s not enough, it’s far from enough...
"Isn't this close? What on earth do you want to do!"
Qian Renxue looked at Bibi Dong who was not far behind Lin Feng and asked.
What to do? I really want to do it...
Bibi Dong chuckled lightly: "There are titled Douluo guards on the outside. Lingyuan and I are both Contras, so naturally we have to protect you inside."
Qian Renxue turned her head away and whispered:
"I don't want you to be hypocritical..."
But he didn't let Bibi Dong get further away.
"Here we are, not far away. We are still in our nest today. We are very lucky."
Qingluan, who was at the front of the team, suddenly heard a message.
"Ju Gui and I were the main force, while Ling Yuan swept the formation aside and carefully watched the attack method of Red Feather Yuan.
This also has some reference points for you to use your soul skills in the future. "
"Lingyuan understands."
The four figures quickly flew away.
"唳——"
With a cry that echoed through the sky, the front was instantly engulfed by a sea of flames.
A terrifying heat wave came, and Bibi Dong stood beside Lin Feng, where Ling Yuan had been.
With a raise of his hand, he neutralized the remaining power of the red-feathered kite's attack.
Qian Renxue snorted and turned her head to the side, not looking at Bibi Dong.
And Bibi Dong stayed at Lingyuan's position so grandly, getting closer to Lin Feng...
The three of them looked at the battle in the distance, and Bibi Dong suddenly spoke softly: "Xiao Feng, do you know, I actually met you when your martial spirit was awakened."
Lin Feng was startled and went through his memory: "But I don't remember seeing you. It seems that there was only the bishop that day, right?"
Bibi Dong nodded slightly: "I was in the dark that day and did not show up."
Qian Renxue on the side suddenly trembled, and there was a trace of moisture in her eyes. It turned out that she also came to see me on the day when my martial spirit awakened?
After all, Lin Feng hadn't been taken seriously at that time. She came to Wuhun Awakening Square only because of herself...
What does she mean by saying this now? Is she showing weakness and kindness to herself? …
Qian Renxue gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and listened quietly.
"Is that so...that's quite a coincidence?"
Bibi Dong calmly glanced at Qian Renxue, who was listening with her ears raised, and said: "Sometimes I really admire you, your personality has not changed at all from that day.
Even when he learned that his innate soul power was only level one, he did not feel disappointed or depressed. "
"It all depends on human effort. Deficiencies in nature can be made up for in the day after tomorrow. It's not something worth getting too hung up on."
Bibi Dong looked sideways, her heart beating uncontrollably faster, but she knew it.
Whenever someone mentioned the fact that his innate soul power was level 0.5, Yu Xiaogang would look bitter and leave sadly, or he would become angry and argue with others.
The scene was mostly filled with a cheerful atmosphere.
An inexplicable look flashed in his eyes, and he lowered his head: "Yes, you are indeed very different."
The battle between Ling Yuan and the others did not last long. With Qing Luan, a level 96 super Douluo, the 90,000-year-old Red Feather Yuan could not make waves.
Not to mention there are two titled Douluo with martial soul fusion skills, and one is a quasi-titled raider.
The moment the two-pole static realm fell, Akabane Yuan was sentenced to death.
"The eighth soul skill, blood boiling!
Soul bone skill, flaming meteor! "
The red-feathered kite is good at playing with fire, but that doesn't mean it's not afraid of fire. It was dying and exhaled its last breath.
A dark black soul ring emerged from its corpse.
Lingyuan recovered for a moment under the breath of life and began to incorporate the ninth soul ring.
The dark black soul ring rhymed on Ling Yuan's body, gradually shrinking and attached to the martial soul.
Ling Yuan, who has been baptized by fairy grass and nourished by her soul veins, has undergone transformation in terms of physical quality and mental strength.
There is no difficulty in absorbing a ninety thousand year strength soul ring.
Ling Yuan opened her eyes, and her whole body momentum changed. The once restrained soul power was now surging like lava, filled with powerful vitality.
At this moment, his eyes were like stars, shining brightly and as deep as the sea, full of confidence and majesty.
The air around me seemed to be frozen, and every breath brought a sense of oppression.
Closing his eyes again, the oppressive aura was suppressed. Lingyuan, who could not fully control this promotion change when he just broke through, only had a momentum that exceeded that of an ordinary titled Douluo. She was a top-notch martial soul, and the bonus brought by her soul veins and two soul bones brought her aura to another level.
"The ninth soul skill, burning the body with fire!"
This is a melee single target attack skill.
The spirit kite, which has not used its soul skills or possessed by martial arts spirits, is hovering in the sky.
Flames appeared in her eyes, and then she dived forward to release her soul skill, which required at least 5 seconds of charging time.
Compared to the name Burning in Fire, it might be more appropriate to call it Burning to Death.
I saw that Ling Yuan's body began to be filled with flames, and the raging fire was like a burning gem in the sky, dazzling.
This flame was not an ordinary thing, it had a fiery majesty, as if even the air was ignited.
Behind Ling Yuan, a fiery shadow of the phoenix's nirvana emerged, taking Ling Yuan's power to a new level.
Just like a real fire phoenix, Ling Yuan swooped down.
"boom!"
Half of the hill was shattered by Ling Yuan in an instant. This was the ultimate offensive skill, inflicting high damage at the cost of losing blood.
"good."
Qingluan nodded slowly, moved his eyes slightly, and slapped Red Yuyuan hard on the torso.
Click.
A clear voice came.
Along with the crimson halo and the dancing true flames, its true appearance is revealed.
"Ninety-thousand-year-old red-feathered kite trunk bone!"
Ju Douluo said in shock.
"This is an opportunity that belongs to Sister Lingyuan. The grandfathers should have no objections, right?"
Qian Renxue came over and said with a smile.
Ju Douluo and Ghost Douluo twitched their mouths. These are the soul bones that were dropped when they obtained the soul rings. Young Master, are you still afraid that we will covet them?
The soul bones obtained when you are promoted must belong to you. This is the rule of the soul master world, okay?
“Congratulations Lingyuan.”
Ju Douluo said.
Qingluan didn't say anything, still looking cold. He tossed his soul bone in the direction of Lingyuan and walked away casually.
"Um, thank you everyone."
Lingyuan seemed a little dazed.
"Absorb it quickly, Sister Lingyuan."
Qian Renxue smiled sweetly.
"good."
He sat down cross-legged and applied the ninety-thousand-year-old red-feathered kite to himself. His soul power surged and circulated continuously.
Unlike soul rings, soul bones are extremely difficult to absorb.
In just two and a half cups of tea, Ling Yuan had already absorbed it, and the soul bone of Red Yu Yuan brought her the soul skill of "rebirth from the fire".
As its name states, it is a powerful healing soul skill.
As long as you still have a breath and a trace of soul power, you can instantly replenish your state.
Although it can't compare to Bibi Dong's immortal body, that soul skill that can regenerate even if the body is broken.
But it is already a very powerful soul skill. After all, it did not come from 100,000 soul beasts.
But Ling Yuan has soul veins, and after later growth, the soul skills may evolve again.
"boom."
Ling Yuan's momentum increased again, and her soul power level had reached level 92.
According to the timeline, this level was reached a full dozen years earlier.
Lingyuan stood up, with red eyes flashing, and bowed deeply:
"Thank you for your help, seniors!"
Qingluan shook his head:
"You have been promoted to a titled Douluo and can already be called His Majesty. You don't have to be too reserved even in front of us. Have you thought about your title?"
"Nihuang!"
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(End of this chapter)