Douluo: Through time, I became Tang San

Chapter 226 The Power of the Great Desolation
Swish!
In the empty space inside the tower, a white light suddenly flashed past, and after the white light passed by, a light and shadow followed quickly like tarsus maggots, and two breaking winds tore apart the eternal silence in the tower.

These two lights and shadows were naturally Tang San and his own spirit ring that followed the spirit ring all the way into Honghuang Pagoda.

The previous sudden change of the spirit ring also made Tang San feel helpless. He also had no absolute control over this terrifying thing, and he couldn't control many of the latter's behaviors. Therefore, facing this kind of The situation, he didn't seem to have any other way except to keep up honestly.

"Already on the fifth floor."

When Tang San broke into the inner space of the first floor of the tower again, he suddenly felt his body sinking suddenly. With a sweep of his eyes, the color of the prehistoric aura pervading all around became brighter, the dark yellow luster permeated a kind of An unspeakable heaviness, and under this heaviness, even Tang San felt like he was in a quagmire, and his figure no longer had the flexibility it had before.

Tang San forcibly resisted the thickness spreading from all around, looked up at the spirit ring whose speed was still undiminished, could only grit his teeth, and with a thought, the Rakshasa seal flashed from his sky cap, the black Rakshasa The power quickly turned into a circle of light film, wrapping his body inside.

The power of Rakshasa spread, and the heaviness finally faded a lot, and then, he saw the gray soul ring that had already begun to rush into the sixth floor.

"fuck"

Tang San cursed with a wry smile, and then his figure flitted out again, although the three gods in his body, the dark devil evil god tiger soul ring that can transform into spirits, the Raksha god seal, and the Vulcan order, are currently the most important. The damaged soul ring has no obvious effect on him, but he also understands that this is only the reason why Lord Tiger fell into a deep sleep. If he can be awakened again in the future, it will not be as helpful to him as Rakshasa God. Yin is weak, so... he definitely cannot give up the gray soul ring easily.

Next, Tang San gritted his teeth, resisting the increasingly thick prehistoric aura, and followed the gray spirit ring all the way to the seventh floor in one breath.

"Give me a hard cohesion!"

And with the infusion of such a vast prehistoric aura, the surface of the gray soul ring also began to flicker with light, faintly, as if there was a trace of vitality flowing.

The gray spirit ring floated in the empty space of the seventh floor, suddenly emitting a gentle white light, these white lights formed a vortex around it, and then Tang San saw those prehistoric aura like golden liquid, It directly turned into torrents, pouring towards the gray soul ring continuously.

Tang San stood cautiously in this sea of ​​golden liquid, but his body didn't dare to move the slightest. He knew that if he didn't have the Rakshasa seal to isolate nine out of ten of the pressure, the current him, even Even if he practiced the Qingtian Huajiao Jue, he might also be turned into a puddle of flesh.

"Next, let's enjoy the rewards of hard work during this time."

Under this kind of pressure, even the primordial spirit cannot escape.

Hey.

And when Tang San's face turned green, the gray spirit ring not far away seemed to sense his predicament, and a gentle white light flashed out, and then shone within ten feet of Tang San's body, and under the illumination of that white light , the golden liquid-like prehistoric air evaporated rapidly, and finally turned into wisps of golden prehistoric air.
This gray spirit ring actually helped Tang San slightly dilute the prehistoric aura. Although the seventh-level prehistoric aura was still too much for Tang San's strength, but with the help of the Rakshasa Yin, Tang San was obviously able to bear this diluted prehistoric spirit.

Tang San curled his lips, glanced again at the gray spirit ring that was sinking in the absorbing prehistoric air, and then sat cross-legged on the floor, the eighth floor's prehistoric air, no matter in quantity or quality, was far from the previous ones. Several floors are comparable, and even among the five great families, not many people have the strength to come here.

And when Tang San reached the seventh floor, even though he possessed the Rakshasa God Seal body protection, he could still feel the muscles all over his body under a kind of terrible pressure, and the prehistoric aura that permeated the surroundings almost became The golden light is shining, looking around, it is like being in a sea of ​​golden liquid.

But fortunately when Tang San felt relieved the most, after reaching the seventh floor, the gray spirit ring finally
So it stopped, and there was no sign of hitting the last layer again.

Tang San grinned, and immediately his mind moved, the Rakshasa seal turned into a circle of black holes above his head, the power of the Rakshasa exploded, and the diluted prehistoric aura immediately swarmed in, and finally poured into the spinning circle in the black hole.

"Buzz."

"call"

"Fortunately, I have a conscience."

With such a majestic prehistoric aura entering his body, Tang San's body immediately vibrated, his skin was filled with golden colors almost instantly, an extremely scalding hot current spread from his body, passing by The place, like magma, brought out the sound of chi chi.

"The prehistoric aura here seems to have the effect of repairing the existence of spirit rings?" Looking at this scene, Tang San couldn't help but be a little surprised. This prehistoric aura is really mysterious. It can not only temper the human body, but also seems to be able to treat all kinds of things. Strange things work too
"However. How can I practice?"

And under the intertwined blue and gold colors, on the skin of Tang San's arms, blue lines spread quietly, faintly, as if there was a sign of the fifth blue flood dragon pattern condensed.
The strength of Qingtian Huajiao Jue depends on the number of blue floodlight patterns. In the past, Tang San, even after absorbing the soul rings and soul bones of the three dragons, only cultivated four blue floodlight patterns. But right now, in this Great Desolation Pagoda, he has made some progress again, condensing the fifth blue dragon light pattern, and depending on the situation, this seems to be just the beginning.
Tang San was obviously aware of the condensed light patterns of the green flood dragon, and joy surged in his heart immediately. He understood that if he could condense ten light patterns and use them to cast the blue flood dragon's seal of heaven, he would definitely be able to hit it with one palm. It is to defeat Shen Tujue without having to fight hard like before.

Tang San looked left and right, he looked through the Rakshasa light film that wrapped his body and looked at the golden light film that was like a golden liquid outside, but his face was a little green, the prehistoric aura here has almost condensed into a solid body , the energy in it was so powerful that it was quite terrifying, to that level, even Tang San didn't dare to absorb it easily.

Hey.

Tang San chuckled in his heart, and then concentrated again, the blue light in his body seemed to turn into a flood dragon, absorbing all the prehistoric aura pouring into his body without rejecting anyone who came!

Suppressing the ecstasy in his heart, Tang San also immediately activated the Blue Sky Transformation Flood Dragon Art, suddenly the dragon's chant resounded in his body, blue light spread from the depths of his body, and melted with the golden light, and then swallowed all of them like a giant dragon absorb.
If you look at Tang San's body from the outside at this time, you will find that his body is filled with two colors of green and gold, and under the interweaving of these two colors, his skin also gradually reveals an ancient look. The color looks like a prehistoric feeling.

boom.

Tang San took a few deep breaths one after another, his face was glowing with golden light at this moment, he could feel very clearly that the cells, muscles, and bones in his body seemed to be emitting an extremely greedy jump of joy at this moment. The sound, the prehistoric aura pouring into the body, has a fatal attraction for them.

If this kind of opportunity is missed, it will be too damned.
On the seventh floor of the empty Honghuang Pagoda, one person and one ring, as if turning into two bottomless pits, the suction surged, continuously absorbing the prehistoric aura that permeated it.

Huhu.

And under their absorption, the space inside the tower also set off some violent winds, and the prehistoric air like golden liquid made rumbling and low-pitched sounds, like the waves of the sea.

Fortunately, there is no one else in Honghuang Pagoda today, otherwise, this movement will definitely attract people to peep.
And under such undisturbed conditions, one person, one ring, is also absorbed unscrupulously.
However, under Tang San's enjoyment of being physically stronger, he never noticed that the passage leading to the eighth floor of the Honghuang Pagoda, filled with the aura of the wild, seemed to have some faint signs of cracking
In that cracked gap, an indescribable ancient prehistoric atmosphere seeped out faintly.

(End of this chapter)