Douluo's assassin becomes a god

Chapter 17 Forcibly Absorbing the Thousand-Year Soul Ring! (Please recommend, please collect!)

"how is this possible?!"

Everyone in the Blue Lightning Overlord Sect was completely shocked.

Han Xiao's strength completely exceeded their cognition.

When did such a terrifying evildoer appear in Wuhun Hall?
Yu Tianheng's complexion was ashen. At the same age, he could already tear apart a thousand-year-old soul beast with his bare hands. What about him?
Killing a hundred-year-old soul beast still requires someone to feed it into its mouth.

"Hahahaha!"

Ghost Douluo laughed loudly, his voice was extremely piercing.

"Sect Master Yu can believe it now?"

He looked at Yu Yuanzhen playfully and said.

This is what is called a real slap in the face.

Yu Yuanzhen felt ashamed for a while, and snorted coldly: "It was I, Yu, who pecked the eye."

After all, he took a deep look at Han Xiao, engraved this evildoer into his mind thoroughly, turned and left.

Such a terrifying genius, if he grows up, what will happen?

It must be nipped in its infancy.

Little did Han Xiao know that Yu Yuanzhen already had killing intent towards him.

Muxiu must be destroyed by forest wind, no one understands this truth.

What's more, the relationship between Wuhundian and Shangsanzong is extremely delicate now.

After the Blue Lightning Overlord Sect left, Ghost Douluo looked at Han Xiao, finally unable to hide the shock in his heart.

"How did you kill it?"

Han Xiao lowered his head and wrapped his broken finger, and said lightly: "Good luck, this tiger just happened to be injured."

Ghost Douluo: ...

Does this kid take him for a fool?
Apart from a few scratches on Hanging Sanyanhu's body, there was only a severe wound on his abdomen caused by the dagger.

It can be said that if Han Xiao did not speak, no one would know that the internal organs of the thousand-year-old soul beast had been shattered.

But since Han Xiao didn't want to tell him, it's not easy for Ghost Douluo to ask.

"Let's go, continue to find the soul beast for you."

After Han Xiao finished treating the wound, Ghost Douluo spoke.

Although it is a pity, with Han Xiao's current strength, it is absolutely impossible to absorb the thousand-year soul ring.

If it is forcibly absorbed, there is only a dead end.

Han Xiao looked calm, looked at the lavender soul ring and said, "I want to absorb it."

Ghost Douluo stared blankly at Han Xiao, and didn't hold back a word for a while.

If it weren't for Han Xiao's loud voice, the Title Douluo seriously suspected that he had heard it wrong.

A tenth-level soul warrior wants to absorb a thousand-year soul ring, what are you kidding?
You must know that the average age of the first soul ring is 420 three years, and the second one is 760 four years.

It wasn't until the third soul ring that it broke through the millennium.

Although this is just a theory, it can only represent most people.

But treating the thousand-year spirit ring as the first spirit ring is simply unprecedented.

Ghost Douluo said in a heavy voice: "You don't want to die, absorb this soul ring, you will die!"

It's not alarmist talk, but the theory of the age of the soul ring is summed up by soul masters with their own lives.

Han Xiao quietly looked at the thousand-year-old soul ring floating in mid-air, without speaking.

As the King of Assassins, he would never make a joke of his life.

But for some reason, when Han Xiao looked at the thousand-year-old soul ring, he subconsciously wanted to absorb it.

It seems that the star map hidden in the chest is faintly shining.

There are too many secrets in the Huntian Star Map, and now Han Xiao only understands the tip of the iceberg.

But he understood one thing, the power of the Huntian Star Chart is beyond doubt.

And now the Huntian Star Chart is guiding him to absorb this thousand-year soul ring.

Anyway, bet on it!
Han Xiao gritted his teeth and said, "I want to give it a try!"

The road to the strong is always full of thorns, even if he was as evil as he was in the previous life, he crawled out of the dead.

How can you become stronger if you don't take a slanted sword?

"Crazy, really crazy."

Ghost Douluo just shook his head, but he knew he couldn't stop Han Xiao.

He didn't forcibly stop Han Xiao, that's because he actually believed that Han Xiao could absorb it successfully.

In his eyes, this young man has infinite possibilities.

"Hey, I will protect the law for you."

Seeing that Han Xiao had made up his mind, Ghost Douluo sighed.

He cheered up and looked around, for fear that Han Xiao would be disturbed.

Absorbing a soul ring is extremely dangerous, and any disturbance may cause a crisis for the soul master, let alone Han Xiao.

Han Xiao sat cross-legged, condensed the new god, and induced the unowned soul ring.

The soul ring seemed to have sensed Han Xiao's call, and approached quietly.

Suddenly, an extremely ferocious breath penetrated into Han Xiao's body.

The terrifying force instantly made his limbs almost torn apart.

It was as if a tiger had broken into its chest and was robbing its territory.

Han Xiao clenched his gums tightly, his face as golden as paper.

Sweat dripped down his forehead crazily, and blood oozed from his eye sockets.

Behind him, the phantom of the Hanging Three Flame Tiger slowly emerged. The tiger roared wildly, almost eating Han Xiao's soul.

What Ghost Douluo watched from the side made him anxious.

But he also understands that he has no way to help Han Xiao now.

As time passed by, Han Xiao's body began to tremble violently.

If it was an ordinary person, he would have screamed and passed out at this time.

But from the beginning to the end, even in the face of severe pain, he did not cry out.

As a silent assassin, even if he scratches his heart, he will not make a sound.

Such guidelines have become subconscious in Han Xiao's mind.

But only he knew that his situation was much more serious than what Ghost Douluo had seen.

The organs all over the body have begun to show signs of festering.

And his bones may turn into powder in the next second.

"Calm down, be sure to calm down!"

Han Xiao forced himself to calm down.

This was the first hell he faced after coming to this continent.

How could Han Xiao, who is a top assassin, fall here?

Taking a deep breath, Han Xiao began to silently run the Xintian Xingtu mental method.

The dim star map on his chest suddenly lit up.

"effective!"

Feeling that his body was slowly recovering, Han Xiao was overjoyed.

Unexpectedly, Hun Tian Xing Tu could really restrain the madness of the soul ring.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and it was already early morning.

Ghost Douluo stood there with a solemn expression, suppressing the anxiety in his heart, not daring to make too much noise.

It stands to reason that even if he absorbed the ten thousand year spirit ring back then, it would have been completed long ago.

But the state in front of Han Xiao was the first time he had seen it.

I saw a layer of mucous membrane attached to Han Xiao's body, which shimmered in the deep night.

At this moment, he was like an incomparably huge firefly.

And the pain on Han Xiao's face disappeared, replaced by incomparable peace.

It's like being dead.

The newborn sun rises little by little in the east.

The sunlight like an incandescent lamp shines on Han Xiao.

Ghost Douluo stayed up all night, and finally couldn't bear it any longer, so he was going to check on Han Xiao's situation.

But before he could reach Han Xiao, he stopped with a click.

(End of this chapter)