Douluo: Becoming a God From Dreaming

Chapter 19 Moth Cassowary
As soon as Wang Shenmeng flew back and forth, a ball of fire quickly shot out from behind him, streaking a bright line of fire across the sky.

He turned around and glanced, the first layer of the Purple Demonic Eyes was activated. Even from a distance of several hundred meters, he could clearly see that it was a soul master whose whole body was on fire. Two burning red bird feathers were flapping behind him, and he looked panicked. Crazy flight.

"This is the Flamingo Martial Soul. Is this person being hunted down by a spirit beast? Damn it, he found me, don't run away from me!"

Wang Shenmeng's face darkened, and he saw that guy behind him suddenly changed an angle and approached him quickly.

Without saying a word, Wang Shenmeng turned a 45-degree angle and flew in another direction. However, he saw the person behind him also turning around, insisting on him and determined to join him.

"Made, is this trying to bring trouble to the east?"

Wang Shenmeng cursed endlessly in his heart. According to his sensitive tentacles, about a mile away, there were countless soul beasts emitting fiery energy fluctuations chasing after him.

Obviously, this guy is being hunted down by these soul beasts.

Although most of these soul beasts seemed to be weak, the dense numbers alone were enough to make one's scalp numb, and they did not have the courage to face off.

Wang Shen dreamed that this person was determined to pull him into the water, and he didn't care about the consumption of soul power. His wings flapped rapidly, like a colorful rocket, flying towards a deep cold pool in his memory.

He glanced back and saw that the man was surrounded by a white soul ring. The flames on his wings were burning more and more intensely, and his speed was getting faster and faster. It was obvious that he was just escaping for his life, regardless of the loss of soul power.

"This person should be here to hunt for the second spirit ring. He has level [-] spirit power, which is ten levels higher than mine. He also possesses spirit skills. If poison and hidden weapons are not counted, his strength may be a little stronger than mine."

"Even he ran away in embarrassment, which shows how difficult the spirit beast chasing is. I must not be entangled, otherwise the end will be bad."

Wang Shenmeng flew away for half an hour without his life, and consumed most of his soul power. However, the guy behind him followed closely. After all, he was a much higher level, and he pursued regardless of losses. At this time, he was only a dozen meters away from him.

"Little brother, please help me, as long as I repel the spirit beasts behind, I will be very grateful, and I will give you whatever you want."

That person looked about seventeen or eighteen years old, and he called for help with a pale face, his voice was full of fear and pleading, and he was still quickly approaching Wang Shenmeng.

Wang Shenmeng didn't even turn his head, and frantically circulated his soul power, flying even faster.

Just kidding, how can I help?
At this moment, the soul beast chasing the man was very close at hand, thousands of fireballs rushed towards him like a shower of meteors, and the combined momentum made people feel suffocated.

Wang Shenmeng had no doubt that as long as he was surrounded, he would definitely end up in ashes.

"However, these soul beasts turned out to be fire-eating moths. There was nowhere to find them. Finally, a soul beast suitable for me appeared."

Wang Shenmeng recognized what the fireball was at a glance. Under the flame appearance was a red moth with only flame markings, but its body was always burning with dark red flames, making it look like a fireball.

"Fire-eating moths jump at the fire, feed on fire, and grow by devouring all kinds of flames, including fire-attributed soul beasts and soul masters. They are the food for their growth. They will either be burned by flames in their lives. To die, or to sublimate to the utmost in the flames, is an extremely crazy and evil spirit beast."

"It must be the flames of this person's flamingo spirit that attracted the fire-eating moths, and it's true that fire-eating moths like fire-eating, but it doesn't mean that they don't eat human flesh, especially the flesh of soul masters."

Relevant information quickly appeared in his mind, and Wang Shenmeng had already made up his mind. The first soul ring would be a century-old fire moth. If nothing else, he would get a very powerful soul skill.

"The first soul skill, Fire Feather Flying Arrow!"

Suddenly there was a loud and vicious shout from behind.

Wang Shenmeng turned around and saw that the man had a crazy and ferocious look on his face, with a strong look of resentment in his eyes, as if he resented Wang Shenmeng for refusing to help him.

The soul ring on his body rotated rapidly, and the feathers fell off one by one from the wings of the flame bird, turning into dozens of rockets and piercing them, but the target was not the fire moth behind him, but Wang Shenmeng.

"Damn it, Mental Tide!"

Wang Shenmeng was furious in his heart, and his body turned rapidly in the void. The seven-colored light swirled in his eyes, and invisible fluctuations spread in the void. He had already used a self-created soul skill that he had researched during this period.

The huge spiritual power surges like a tidal wave, turning into invisible waves in the void. Fire arrows shoot on the waves, and are buffered and bombarded by waves of spiritual power, and finally turn into little sparks and extinguish.

"how is this possible?"

The man had an unbelievable expression on his face. The kid in front of him clearly didn't even have a soul ring, but he used unknown means to block his own soul skill attack, which directly overturned his cognition.

But he didn't know that Wang Shenmeng had awakened his martial spirit for more than two months, because he couldn't continue to upgrade without the spirit ring, so he could only ponder his own martial spirit.

And the spiritual power brought by the Butterfly Martial Soul, which can be clearly perceived, is the focus of his research.

Wang Shenmeng had read quite a few novels in his previous life. Among other things, he was full of ideas and creativity. Naturally, he would not passively use his mental power for charm or illusion.

This spiritual tide is a soul technique he researched that combines defense and attack. It achieved extraordinary results when facing an enemy for the first time.

It is said that the development and use of spiritual power by the soul masters in this world is still at an extremely crude and primitive level, and they have not studied its strength in depth at all, but only passively use it according to the martial soul and soul ring soul skills, which is extremely rough .

Naturally, the man had difficulty understanding Wang Shenmeng's methods, and couldn't help but panic. However, he saw Wang Shenmeng's body flying around, his hands moving like butterflies through flowers, and shooting out cold stars in an instant, with tricky angles, unpredictable trajectories, and extremely fast speeds. , with the strength of the man approaching the great soul master, he did not dodge for a moment, and with a pop, he was shot by several bone-penetrating nails and lancets.

The poison smeared on the hidden weapon immediately began to take effect, making him weak and a little dazed, followed by a stinging pain in his head, as if an angry wave was passing through his mind, his eyes suddenly turned white, and he fell to the ground involuntarily.

The overwhelming fire moths behind him rushed towards him crazily, devouring the flames on his body and gnawing at his flesh and blood, leaving only a pile of white bones in the blink of an eye.

Wang Shenmeng turned a deaf ear to the man's screams. The fire moth was briefly delayed for a while. He took the opportunity to continue flying forward for a thousand meters. When the dense moths caught up again, a bottomless deep cold pool had already been reflected. Come into view.

(End of this chapter)