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Chapter 243 Soul Bone Fusion, Eight-Direction Soul Devouring Spear
Like Tang Hao and his brother, Tang Chen was also shocked that the Clear Sky Hammer lost to other martial spirits in a head-on confrontation. You know, in the previous world of spirit masters, when a spirit master encountered the Clear Sky Hammer, he could only dodge desperately, otherwise the final outcome would at least be vomiting blood and serious injuries.

But now the one vomiting blood on the stage is Tang San.

The Clear Sky Hammer spirit flew out of his hand and turned into soul power and dissipated.

Lin Bai took advantage of the victory and pursued, thrusting his spear straight out, aiming at the major acupoints on Tang San's body.

Tang San was startled and hurriedly used Eight Spider Lance to block. The blue-black Eight Spider Lance was stretched to its limits under the Ruyi Qiankun Spear, and even four against one could not completely block the sharp spear light.

Lin Bai's eyes moved slightly, and the muscles and blood on his back condensed into a big dragon. The tip of the spear was like a dragon's head, biting towards Tang San's chest.

"How can you be so strong? You are obviously a Soul Sect master, and your physical strength is stronger than mine."

Tang San was unwilling to give up, so he activated the Blood Red Bat King's torso bone. Under the powerful pressure, the torso bone and the Eight Spider Lance were completely fused. The Eight Spider Lance was dyed blood red and evolved to a hundred thousand years old.

Tang San was stunned, then delighted. The fusion of the two soul bones repaired the cracks on the surface of the outer soul bone, and its strength was more than doubled. The trunk bone connected the limbs and the strength of the body was increased by nearly 30%.

"The fusion of the Eight Spider Lance's Devouring Soul Skill and the Trunk Bone's Bloodthirsty Soul Devouring Soul Skill has allowed my Eight Spider Lance to complete an evolution!"

With a flash of thought in his mind, Tang San regrouped and raised his blood-red spider lance to meet the spear head. There was a crisp sound of metal collision, and the jade Eight Spider Lances turned blood-red, looking like they were made of metal, with amazing strength.

So lucky?
Lin Bai was speechless. The external soul bone could see through Tang San's meridian soul power route, but he could not see through the changes in the internal bones.

He had never fused a soul bone before, so he couldn't help but become interested.

Lin Bai retracted the Ruyi Qiankun Spear, shrunk the spear into the shape of a golden needle, and used telekinesis to control the golden needle to shoot towards Tang San.

The golden needle carries Lin Bai's spiritual power, which can carefully observe the changes in Tang San's soul bone.

A wood-attributed soul spear condensed in his hand, facing Tang San's evolved external soul bone.

When the spear came into contact with the wooden spear, Lin Bai immediately felt that the vitality of the wooden spear was being devoured by the Eight Spider Lance, and his soul power and a small amount of mental power were also devoured.

"What a strong devouring power."

The dragon wings behind Lin Bai flapped, and the devouring power in his hand was transferred to the spear to fight against the Eight Spider Lance.

Then Tang San was surprised to find that he could not absorb soul power, and looked at the dragon wings behind Lin Bai. He knew Lin Bai's first martial soul. This devouring power that was not inferior to the evolved Eight Spider Lance should be Lin Bai's second martial soul.

Tang San was jealous. Why did Lin Bai have everything he had? Under his father's urging, he spent a lot of effort to reach the level of Soul Emperor, but what about Lin Bai? He practiced in seclusion all day long, and he had the current strength without much hardship.

Injustice!

Tang San was filled with great resentment. His torso bones and external soul bones merged into one. The top of the spear glowed with a blood-red light, emitting blood-colored thin threads that looked like spider silk, but were illusory threads.

The red thread wrapped around Lin Bai's wooden spear, and wherever it touched the lively wooden spear, it immediately corroded it. All the vitality and soul power were sucked away, and Tang San's sluggish breath immediately recovered a lot.

Eight-Direction Soul-Devouring Spear, Blood-Red Soul-Snatching Silk.

Lin Bai felt his soul swaying, and his huge mental power seemed to be ineffective. This was the innate ability of the Blood Red Nine-Headed Bat King, a hundred thousand year soul beast that could parasitize the Extreme Douluo. Even though Tang Chen was not at the peak of his strength at that time, it still had its own unique advantages.

The powerful soul skill that devours both the body and the soul was created from the fusion of the Bat King's soul bone and the Eight Spider Lance.

"A soul that does not belong to you will pollute yourself, but I remember that Tang San's Xuan Tian Gong seems to be able to melt blood. It can't be that it can also purify the soul. If that's the case, Tang San's cheat is really powerful!"

Lin Bai had doubts in his heart and looked hesitant. If it weren't for the blue stone tablet suppressing Douluo Continent, he would have suspected that the Shura God had made a move in secret.

"We have almost figured out the changes in the spirit bones, so let's end the battle to prevent Tang San from continuing to explode."

As soon as Lin Bai had a thought, the soul ring from the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger lit up. His handsome face was gentle and kind on one side, and ferocious and vicious on the other. Two powerful forces lingered around him.

There is no self in good or evil, and fate is unpredictable.

Lin Bai retracted his martial spirit, raised his hand, and his index finger was like a spear, shooting out a stream of gray air. The air was filled with an ominous aura, which was the evil thoughts he had accumulated in the past two years, all used to strengthen the curse on Tang San.

"what have you done!?"

Tang San suddenly felt weak from the bottom of his heart. Last time, Lin Bai cursed him in person, but this time he didn't act and did it in person.

Tang San's face was ugly, pale without a trace of blood, reminding him of the time when he was cursed before, but how could it be possible? He was already an Eight-ring Soul Douluo, close to a Titled Douluo, how could he be hurt by a curse that was not presentable?
The facts will not change. Tang San has made great progress, but Lin Bai has made even greater progress. The stronger he is, the stronger the evil thoughts he generates. Every trace of emotion is power.

Unless Tang San can understand human emotions, or kill Tang Hao, the source of the curse, the curse will never be lifted.

"You despicable villain! You only know how to use such ghostly tricks!"

Tang San angrily scolded Lin Bai, and used the Eight Spider Lances to support his body so that he did not fall down. The team members in the distance had already been dealt with by other Shrek members, and no one could help him.

Lin Bai shrugged: "I used my spirit skill right in front of you. You are not strong enough to stop it, so don't spit blood at me."

Tang San narrowed his eyes and used all his strength to activate the 100,000 year old soul bones in his body. Soul bones of this age can not only enhance the physique, but also enhance the various resistances of the soul master.

Especially the blood-red nine-headed bat king soul bone, which was very familiar with this negative state. With the hundred thousand year old head soul bone protecting his spirit and the Blue Silver Emperor's right leg bone providing vitality, Tang San gradually recovered.

But Lin Bai would not give Tang San any new chances. All his good thoughts were burned to strengthen his next soul skill.

A spear was thrust out, and the spear light turned into the shadow of a golden dragon, roaring and rushing towards Tang San, crushing him with magnificent momentum.

Tang San felt tremendous pressure, his legs trembled, and he tried hard not to kneel down. His bones and joints made sounds. In front of the spiritual will represented by the spear, a Soul Douluo was so insignificant.

There was a loud dragon roar as the golden dragon hit Tang San, causing the sound of his sternum breaking. The soul power in Tang San's body was evaporated, and the scorching temperature caused his meridians to heat up, making it difficult to control.

Tang San, eliminated!
The Haotian Sect team was defeated!
"Huh, Brother Lin won. It seems that Tang San really used all the points for himself. He actually became so powerful."

Ma Hongjun breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a little jealous and dissatisfied. Lin Bai was so strong, yet he didn't try to steal their points. Tang San's behavior would have been fine if he had won, but now it proved that everything Tang San did was wrong.

(End of this chapter)