Douluo: Becoming a God From Dreaming

Chapter 34 Devour) (for collection)
In the real world, Yu Xiaogang, who passed out, woke up again from the inexplicable fear, only felt a sharp pain in his chest, spit out a mouthful of painstaking efforts, and his whole body was sluggish, looking like he was seriously injured.

Wang Shenmeng turned back into the body of Mengdie and floated in front of Yu Xiaogang, but he didn't notice it.

Yu Xiaogang was unable to move, and his whole body seemed to be hollowed out. He was lying on the bed, his eyes empty and frightened, and he was breathing heavily.

He felt empty in his heart, as if he had lost something important, and vaguely, he seemed to have experienced a terrible death, as if someone had brutally burned himself to death.

But the picture was illusory, like a dream, and I couldn't remember who that person was, only knowing that it was to revenge myself.

Thinking of the seemingly real fear of being burned to ashes by the fire, Yu Xiaogang only felt palpitations, inexplicable fear and loss entangled in his heart, as if he had really died once, and his spirit and spirit were all severely damaged.

Yu Xiaogang felt uncomfortable all over, and instinctively used his soul power to resist the pain, but he sensed an inexplicable change in his martial soul.

"My martial soul..."

With a look of panic on his face, he immediately summoned Luo Sanpao, and a fat and white pig beast appeared in front of the bed. But at this time, Luo Sanpao seemed to have lost his soul and no longer had independent consciousness. He was completely stunned. Stupid, there was no "luluo" cry, it was no different from an ordinary pig beast martial spirit.

"How did this happen? Why did my Luo Sanpao become stupid?"

Yu Xiaogang's complexion changed violently, his heart was full of anxiety, regardless of whether the neighbors could bear it or not, he immediately activated the soul skill, and shouted: "The first soul skill, fart like thunder, blast the sky and smash the earth."

It's a pity that this time the spirit ring didn't fly out from under his feet and put it on Luo Sanpao as usual, and Luo Sanpao didn't respond, and didn't make any movements to release the spirit ability.

Yu Xiaogang's face lost all color in an instant, his lips trembled, almost biting blood, and the high spirits of taking in a genius disciple during the day disappeared without a trace.

"What on earth is going on? Why does Luo Sanpao seem to have suddenly lost his spirituality?"

Yu Xiaogang's eyes were blood red, and his whole body almost collapsed. Suddenly, his heart moved, as if he was grasping a life-saving straw, and he softly shouted: "Possessed by the martial spirit."

This time Luo Sanpao finally reacted, turning into a ray of light and flying into Yu Xiaogang's body, Yu Xiaogang's appearance changed drastically immediately, and he directly became a pig-headed man.

The thick sausage mouth turned into a long pig mouth, the fangs protruded, the fat head pig ears pig nose, the fat belly protruded round and round, and the clothes were ripped apart, the fat was trembling, and there was a pig behind the buttocks The tail flicked back and forth, and the image couldn't bear to look directly at it.

But Yu Xiaogang didn't care so much, he quickly activated his soul skills, and with a few bangs, his stomach became more and more distended, like a huge inflatable ball.

"The first soul skill, farting like thunder, blasting the sky and splitting the earth with three cannons."

His face was flushed, and after brewing for a long time, he heard a booming sound like thunder, and a puff of yellow smoke spewed out from his buttocks, and immediately the whole room was enveloped in foul smell and poisonous gas.

The smell wafted out from the cracks in the house, and there were bursts of wailing in the nearby rooms, and the teachers rolled their eyes and vomited filth and passed out.

Not far away, Tang Hao, who was hiding in the dark, was suddenly awakened by a pungent smell. He felt that the smell of the air seemed not right. He sniffed, and the next moment, his cloudy eyes suddenly opened wide, as if he had been hit by a critical blow. .

He looked at the place where the smell came from, his face was full of astonishment, he got up and walked a few steps, the stronger smell made him retch again and again, he almost vomited out his overnight meal.

"Damn, did that crap go into the cesspit? Why is it so smelly. No, I can't stand it."

Tang Hao's face was as uncomfortable as eating a fly, he cursed angrily, and ran away without a trace.

In the void, Mengdie, transformed by Wang Shenmeng, watched this scene silently. As early as Yu Xiaogang raised his butt, he quickly fled into the sky, finally avoiding the second poison.

After a while, the yellow smoke gradually dissipated, and the smell was finally no longer so strong.

Wang Shenmeng held her breath and came to Yu Xiaogang's room again, only to see him lying straight on the bed, his face was painful, his eyes were white, his body was twitching, like a dying fish, and there was still a stream of blood in his mouth. Discharge of vomitus.

"He was so smoked by his own farts that he looked like this."

Wang Shenmeng secretly thanked himself for holding his breath. He remembered that in the original novel, every time Da Shi asked Luo Sanpao to fart, he put on a mask in advance and ran far away. wear it.

"Wouldn't it be better like this, other people's martial souls are only possessed to release their soul skills, and they don't have independent consciousness. Only you are different. Martial soul Luo Sanpao not only has independent consciousness, but also can release it without possession." Soul skills, this is heresy."

Wang Shenmeng thought to himself: "Weirds are usually not welcomed by others. I can help you return to normal."

He felt the throbbing of the spirituality of the Bright Holy Dragon in his body, and when he saw Yu Xiaogang who had turned into Brother Zhu, a blaze of fire flashed in his eyes.

Wang Shenmeng mobilized the spirituality of the Holy Dragon of Light, and inserted the two tentacles on Yu Xiaogang's heart into Yu Xiaogang's heart, but there was no wound, as if inserted into nothingness.

Although Yu Xiaogang was devoured by Luo Sanpao's spirituality, he still had a part of the source of the Holy Dragon of Light in his body. At this time, he was pulled by the spirituality and scrambled to fly out of Yu Xiaogang's body, followed the tentacles into Wang Shenmeng's body, and The holy dragon of light merges spiritually and becomes a complete holy dragon origin.

After burning the incense, Yu Xiaogang fell into a coma, and his whole body was freed from the spirit of martial arts. His whole body exuded an aura of decadence.

Wang Shenmeng stopped staying and returned directly to his body.

However, he noticed that not only Tang Hao's dream disappeared, but also the dream of the unknown titled Douluo next door disappeared. He didn't know whether he woke up from the dream or the person had left.

Wang Shenmeng had no intention of prying, and returned directly to his body. Suddenly, a hot and huge power burst out, flowing turbulently inside him.

This power is filled with a bright and sacred atmosphere. Wherever it passes, it is as warm as the spring sun, making people feel peaceful and at ease, as if falling into a dream.

The original power of this bright holy dragon quickly transformed Wang Shenmeng's muscles, bones, flesh, and blood. It felt as if he had been reborn, making him indescribably comfortable, as if he was constantly experiencing new life.

After a few hours, this strange feeling of being in a trance gradually receded, and Wang Shenmeng regained clarity, and immediately felt a great change in his body.

(End of this chapter)