Douluo's monastic career

Chapter 116

Several soul emperors in the crowd had already plugged their ears with cotton cloth, their faces pale.

Sitting cross-legged trembling all over, he wanted to enter a meditative state, suppress the violent soul power, and resist the erosion of the music.

Soul masters who were not as good as Soul Emperors either fell to the ground with their hands on their heads, howling in pain;

There are also some auxiliary soul masters present, but their cultivation base is lower than that of the soul emperor. Under the influence of Qu Yin, they can't control the flow of their own soul power, and they can't use auxiliary soul skills at all.

Not to mention helping others, you can't save yourself.

The dining place, which was very lively just now, has gradually evolved into a miserable hell.

The Tide of the Blue Sea is a melody created by Yaoshi Dongxiehuang, who lives on Peach Blossom Island all year round to watch the ebb and flow of the tide, combining his own mastery of martial arts and music.

The key to this song is to compare the two factors of concentration and internal force.

Even those with strong internal strength and weak concentration will feel their hearts shake when they hear this song, and they will be drawn by it. If it is light, it will be injured, or if it is serious, it will kill them.

It may not be of much use to opponents with stronger soul power than one's own, but it is a sharp weapon for harvesting when faced with opponents who are much weaker than one's own.

First, since stepping into martial arts, he has practiced several great magic arts, coupled with a series of chances and coincidences, his soul power is far greater than that of soul masters of the same rank, even compared to soul emperors.

Not to mention the purity of the soul power, the two soul saints present were actually affected by the song of the blue sea tide.

Looking at the hell-like scene in the square, Xiao Yuan's eyes were tearing apart for a moment. Those who can participate in this grand event are all their core members.

Martial soul possessed!

"Ow~"

After Xiao Yuan's martial soul possessed his body, a lot of gray-blue hair protruded from his body, and sharp claws protruded from his hands. It was a wolf-like martial soul. Seven soul rings, yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, and black, emerged from his feet.

The third and fifth soul rings flickered, summoned up the soul power, raised to the sky and screamed, trying to disrupt the rhythm of Xiaoyin with sound.

The third master on the side, holding a spear Wuhun, surrounded by seven spirit rings of white, yellow, purple, purple, black, and black. While adjusting the spirit power, he was on guard to prevent other people from making surprise attacks in the dark.

The number one in the mist remained unmoved, constantly changing its direction, and the sound of the flute became more floating, high and low, lingering and melodious.

"Pfft~"

"Bang bang~"

As the first minion couldn't bear it, more and more people began to spurt blood and fell to the ground, twitching a few times and then becoming silent.

"You have the ability to come out! If you have any grudges or grievances, tell them!" The third master couldn't sit still anymore, looking at the younger brothers who kept falling to the ground, he shouted to all directions.

"Brother, you are here, I will find him!"

After speaking, regardless of Xiao Yuan's reminder, he rushed directly into the mist with a seven-foot spear in his hand, trying to find the person pretending to be a god and a devil.

Seeing that he couldn't interfere with Xiaoyin, Xiao Yuan had no choice but to stop the wolf roar, secretly hoping that the third child could find out the opponent, even if Xiaoyin was temporarily stopped.

To Xiao Yuan's disappointment, the magic sound lasted for a quarter of an hour before it slowly dissipated.

Xiao Yuan checked the situation while helping the surviving brother up.

Of the 430 people laughing and laughing in the square back then, only 97 survived, and none of the survivors had a spirit power lower than level 45.

Among them, there are less than 20 subordinates who are still capable of fighting. The remaining seventy or so people have suffered serious internal injuries, and it is not known whether they can survive.

What surprised Xiao Yuan even more was that the third child who rushed into the mist did not move at all, as if there was a great terror in the mist, and a dignified level 72 soul saint did not make a splash in it.

All of this is frightening to think about.

First, he had already withdrawn from the big formation at this time, and followed the wind to sense that the third master was wandering around in his own Nine Palaces Maze, and didn't care at all.

It's just a piece of fat on the chopping board, I have plenty of time to play with them!
After taking a sip of Xuanyuan Yuye, the soul power that had bottomed out quickly began to recover.

From Xiaoyin to Xiaoyin, it took only a quarter of an hour to consume [-]% of the soul power in his body.

Facing established soul masters, the best way to deal with them is naturally to use poison or sonic skills.

The state of the group of bandits during the performance of the Bi Haichaosheng song was clearly seen by the first person in the dark.

Logically speaking, with my current cultivation base, I still can't affect the soul saints, but the result is that the two soul saints are also slightly affected. Could it be the reason for absorbing the spirit ring to advance?The first thought secretly.

For the first time with Xuanyuan Yuye wine in his body, his soul power recovered very quickly, but it took only a cup of tea to return to the period of complete victory.

No longer delay, step into the formation again.

At this time, Xu Haifeng, the third master, was walking cautiously while making marks on the trees. Looking at the various marks, large and small, on the surrounding trees, he was shocked.

It has been six times, and I have made six different marks, but I have returned to the original place after going around.

hateful!

I and others have always been cautious in doing things, how could I provoke such a powerful enemy, Xu Haifeng was a little flustered.

Then, he rubbed his face lightly, forced himself to calm down, and stopped thinking about it, the enemy was in the dark, so he must not mess around.

Picking up the spear again, he didn't want to go out, but only wanted to return to his elder brother. This place is too weird, and there are many people to be safe.

"唰～唰～唰～" The sound of footsteps driving Maple Leaf came from all directions.

"Who? Come out!" Xu Haifeng clenched his spear tightly and shouted coldly.

The air became colder and colder, and the temperature dropped instantly. Xu Haifeng didn't need to think to know that it was the other party who shot, but his sight was blocked by the fog, so he didn't know where the other party was.

The third soul ring and the fourth soul ring flash, increasing speed by 60.00% and attack power by [-]%, increasing one's own state, and responding to all changes with the same.

"Whoosh~"

The sound of footsteps around gradually diminished, and a little wind began to appear around.

Xu Haifeng squatted down slightly, with one foot forward, holding the spear in both hands, and slowly adjusted the direction on the spot, as if he was locking on the enemy.

Suddenly, Xu Haifeng's body turned cold, and his hair stood on end. He felt that the temperature dropped faster, but what was colder was his beating heart.

It's like being locked by something in the dark, facing the god of death.

Martial soul avatar!

The seventh spirit ring and the fifth spirit ring flashed again, and a red-tasseled spear tens of meters high appeared on the spot, and a layer of shield tightly covered the red-tasseled spear.

Just after finishing this set of movements, the sky began to snow, and densely packed snowflakes the size of goose feathers filled the entire space.

All of its own attributes have been weakened by nearly 20.00%.

Flying snow all over the sky ignored the shield and stuck to Wuhunzhen's body, Xu Haifeng's body froze, looking at his restored figure in disbelief,
Suddenly~

A cold in the throat!
Full of unwillingness, he looked at his soul ring, yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black and gray!
Ash?
cold!Extremely cold!

The body is getting colder, the eyelids are getting heavier, and the spirit is getting more and more tired.

Xu Haifeng seemed to hear a voice before recalling it, it seemed to be: Liancheng · Profound Truth · Daxue full of swords and bows?
He's not sure, he's so tired!

As the cold air swept through the body, there was no chance to think again.

First, three feet behind him, the two stood with their backs facing each other, holding Yi Shuihan, glanced at the blood-colored ice marks on the blade of the sword, and with a thought, the ice sword disappeared, and the ice and snow domain dissipated with it.

Looking at the third master who was covered in frost on the snow, the first sighed secretly: so I am already so strong!
First of all, I also know that the other party's luck is not enough this time, but I still feel quite emotional in my heart.

When he casts the ultimate meaning of Liancheng swordsmanship "Big snow full of knives and bows", he will randomly seal one of the opponent's soul rings. Even the sword fighter Luo Chenxin couldn't dodge it back then, and was sealed with the fifth soul ring.

And in the past few years, he has never forgotten the first style of swordsmanship, which shows its strength.

But this time, he didn't know whether it was his own luck or the opponent's bad luck. The sealed soul ring turned out to be the seventh soul ring he was casting.

As a result, the spirit avatar was forced to disarm in an instant, and the power of the fifth defensive spirit ability was greatly reduced. Before he could react, he was blocked by a blade.

What's more, after his own sword intent has been completed, the effect of the domain is further enhanced, and the suppression power against the enemy has reached 20.00%.

I don't know that there is no such advanced field in the original work. It's been too long, and my memory is a little fuzzy.

First, before starting the battle, he never thought that it would be so smooth, and he planned to use him as a whetstone to measure his own combat power.

But now?
The first place in this battle is not without gains, and I also know that my strongest point is not the ultimate soul power, nor is it far superior to other soul masters in terms of physique, strength, and speed.

It is the various profound techniques cultivated in that school of martial arts, as well as the domain skills with various characteristics.

The first adjusted his soul power on the spot, dragged the body of the third master, and slowly set foot on Feiling Peak.

On the top of the mountain, Juyi Hall.

More than seventy badly injured bandits lay on the ground and moaned softly, their eyes were ashen, and some of them closed their eyes lightly, and a drop of muddy tears fell.

Xiao Yuan and the other dozens of slightly injured leaders were not in the hall.

These people already knew that they had been abandoned by the head of the family, and maybe a mysterious person would appear in the next moment to harvest their lives.

Ever since they became bandits, wantonly oppressed goodness, and trafficked people, they also thought that they might be killed one day in the night when there was no one else.

But when it really came to this moment, they realized how difficult the period before death was, and how precious life was. If they could, they didn't want to die!
"Step~step~step~"

A burst of hurried footsteps came from the back hall, accompanied by bursts of abuse.

The bandits lying on the ground were overjoyed, thinking that the master had not forgotten himself and others.

Xiao Yuan took the lead and returned to the hall, sat at the top, looked at his brother lying on the ground, his face was ashen, and the dozen or so soul kings and soul emperors behind him were also the same.

(End of this chapter)