Chapter 11 Unlike me, I only have one color of soul ring
In fact, his sword is not a martial spirit at all, it is just an immortal sword.
If placed in this world, it could also be called an artifact.
He really didn't want to use the martial spirit unless he had to.
That blue angel spirit is so eye-catching.
Almost everyone on the entire continent knows that angel martial spirits are the unique martial spirits of thousands of families in the Spirit Hall.
Opening that blue angel martial spirit, even if the color is different from Qianjia's, will definitely attract the attention of the Spirit Hall.
Attracting Wuhun Palace's attention will attract Bibi Dong's attention.
If he attracts Bibi Dong's attention, he may not have any free time in the future.
Before licking out the second martial spirit, he did not intend to use the martial spirit unless it was absolutely necessary.
Tang Hao frowned slightly, when did the Haotian Sect accept soul masters who had no power or background from the outside world?
Tang Wudi?
Has the Tang family awakened a mutated martial spirit other than the Clear Sky Hammer?
Or is it that his Tang surname was changed after he joined the Haotian Sect?
What kind of martial soul dog-slaying sword? How could such a handsome and cool sword have such a name?
While he was wondering, Tang Hao suddenly noticed the strange smile on Li Ling's face, which seemed a bit uncomfortable as he was suppressing his smile.
The way he looked at him seemed a bit like looking at a clown.
Tang Hao's face darkened.
"Are you kidding me?"
"You just discovered it?"
Li Ling looked up to the sky and laughed, raising his sword and pointing it at Tang Hao.
"Don't you just want a name and a martial soul's name? A name is just a code name."
"You should feel honored that you are the first to get a name from me in so many years."
"Although, I just made up this name."
Hearing his words, Tang Hao laughed angrily.
"Okay okay"
In so many years, this was the first time someone dared to talk to him, Haotian Douluo Tang Hao, like this.
In fact, the other party didn't even light up his soul ring until now.
Tang Hao gritted his teeth and said hello three times. The aura on his body suddenly surged, and surging soul power burst out from his body.
"The seventh soul skill, Haotian's incarnation!"
The seventh black soul ring shone brightly, and the huge black hammer behind Tang Hao suddenly surged in size. It instantly turned into a hundred-foot giant hammer and went straight towards Li Ling to smash it.
The mountain-like giant hammer brought about bursts of wind and thunder, and the terrifying murderous intention locked Li Ling tightly, making it impossible for him to dodge.
Seeing the dark giant hammer hitting him like a mountain, Li Ling's expression remained unchanged, and red soul rings appeared one after another under his feet.
The terrifying soul power on the soul ring poured into the long sword in his hand like a tide.
On the light cyan long sword, the lingering light cyan flame suddenly surged.
"Gufeng·Weishan Cuiwei!"
The rich light cyan flame suddenly burst out and turned into small light cyan streamers, swirling around his body.
Dense light cyan streams of light flowed rapidly between the rooms, turning into a hurricane rising into the sky.
With a slight wave of the long sword in Li Ling's hand, the rapidly rotating hurricane rushed towards the mountain-like hundred-foot giant hammer
Boom——
The hurricane collided with the giant hammer, and the violent energy exploded in mid-air. The terrifying wind and air waves spread and swept in all directions like a tide.
Wherever the strong wind passed, the trees turned into powder, and the earth was torn into terrifying ravines.
Debris flew and dust flew into the sky.
"Poof——"
Spurting out a mouthful of blood, Tang Hao's body flew out uncontrollably like a kite with its string broken.
However, at this moment, he had no intention of caring about the injuries in his body. His eyes were bloodshot and he looked in the direction of A Yin.
"Ah Yin——"
Tang Hao's eyes were bloodshot, and he stretched his right hand in the direction of A Yin, shouting hysterically and anxiously.
The aftermath of such a battle is not something A Yin can bear now. He really wanted to fly to protect A Yin.
However, the terrifying and violent air waves carried his body and kept flying into the distance.
He regrets it now and regrets why he underestimated the opponent's strength.
I regretted why I had to fight with the opponent here, so that the aftermath of the battle might spread to Ah Yin.
Li Ling stepped back dozens of meters, stabilized his figure, and glanced at the ground in the direction of A Yin.
"Gu Feng·Wei Feng and Decay!"
As he raised his hand, the raging wind swept towards Ah Yin, forming a rapidly rotating airflow around the blue silver grass.
The light blue hurricane rose from the ground, firmly protecting Ah Yin, and removing the aftermath of the violent and raging battle between heaven and earth.
A black shadow rushed from the distance, Tang Hao turned back and stood high in the sky.
Looking at the rapidly rotating hurricane on the ground, Tang Hao gritted his teeth and his eyes were bloodshot.
"You, what did you do to Ah Yin."
At this moment, Tang Hao's face was as pale as paper, with a large amount of blood flowing out of the corner of his mouth. His eyes were fixed on Li Ling, and his voice was trembling with extreme anger.
Li Ling glanced at him and saw Tang Hao's miserable appearance.
The corners of his mouth raised uncontrollably, and a sunny and friendly smile appeared on his face.
"Brother Sledgehammer, what are you in a hurry for? You and I are brothers. How can I harm my sister-in-law?"
"Don't worry, I will take care of your wife, so don't worry about it."
Who is your brother? Tang Hao was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood.
At the same time, a high-hanging heart gradually relaxed.
As long as Ah Yin is fine.
Tang Hao took a deep breath, calmed his mind, and then focused on Li Ling again.
Looking at the soul ring at the opponent's feet, Tang Hao's pupils suddenly shrank.
"Nine red soul rings, how is it possible, how is it possible to have such a configuration of soul rings"
How could there be such a soul ring configuration in this world?
Why is it impossible that someone's first soul ring can absorb a hundred thousand years of red soul ring?
Tang Hao's heart was shaken and he muttered to himself.
As if he had seen a ghost, he stared at the soul ring at the opponent's feet in disbelief, unable to believe his eyes.
The nine red soul rings simply overturned his understanding.
Li Ling felt secretly happy, enjoying the look in Tang Hao's eyes at this moment.
"Brother Sledgehammer, what do you mean? Are your soul rings different from mine?"
"What do you mean there is such a soul ring configuration? Aren't the soul rings all red?"
As he spoke, he looked at the soul rings at Tang Hao's feet, pretending to be surprised.
"Sledgehammer, why is your soul ring different from mine? Where did you get the yellow, purple, and black ones?"
"The color is so beautiful, I really want it. It turns out that soul rings need to be matched with different colors."
"You have so many colors of soul rings, and you can tell they match each other at first glance. No wonder you say why you have such a configuration of soul rings like mine."
"You must be very strong if you are so good at matching soul rings."
"Unlike me, a loser like me who doesn't know how to match soul rings, I only have one color of soul rings."
"It's still the kind of red soul ring that you don't even bother to get, so you only get one."
"In terms of color alone, it is as red as purple and as purple as black. It seems that your black soul ring, Sledgehammer, should be the most powerful soul ring."
"That's not right. Logically speaking, there should be white on top of the black."
"Sledgehammer, you can't even get a white soul ring. No wonder you're being chased and beaten by the Spirit Hall. You're not good at it either."
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