Douluo: Make a gun first

Chapter 51 9999 Years Soul Ring

"How could this happen? Teacher Zhao, what happened to Xiaofeng?"

Seeing Shen Feng suddenly vomiting blood, Oscar was shocked. He had absorbed spirit rings before, but this was the first time he had seen someone vomiting blood after absorbing a spirit ring.

Oscar was so worried that he had to ask for help from Zao Wou-Ki who was standing beside him.

Zhao Wuji frowned and said in a dull voice: "Perhaps we have all underestimated the true age of this bull dragon."

"Relying on the external characteristics of a soul beast to determine the number of years of cultivation of a soul beast is a rough estimate."

"We humans have individuals who are short and underdeveloped, so how can soul beasts be an exception?"

"The same should be true for the Bull Dragon in front of us. It has the appearance of being around 7000 years old, but in fact, its cultivation has reached more than 8000 years."

Oscar's throat moved slightly, and he swallowed his saliva with difficulty, and asked in panic: "What should I do? Is there any way to help Xiaofeng?"

Zhao Wuji shook his head helplessly and said, "You can't use external forces to absorb soul rings. Forcing help is likely to have a counter-effect."

"Now we can only trust Xiao Feng, believe that he can persevere, and believe that he can take the Niu Long Soul Ring for himself."

……

Waiting is anxious, especially when the life or death of an important partner is uncertain.

One minute, ten minutes, thirty minutes, one hour, two hours
Time passed in agony, and in the blink of an eye, two hours had passed.

Shen Feng's condition did not improve at all, but instead showed signs of getting worse.

Blood was flowing from the corners of the mouth, nostrils, eyes, and ear holes.

Even the skin on the surface of the body is a rose-red color, which is a sign that the capillaries in the body have burst and blood is being squeezed out of the pores.

The bones in my body kept making crackling sounds, like being hit by a hammer, or like a high voltage short circuit, and it has continued to this day.

Shen Feng's brows were furrowed, his cheeks were clenched, his lips were tight, his body was constantly spasming, his blood vessels were stretched to the point of bursting, his bones were repeatedly ground. One could imagine how much pain he was enduring.

Oscar looked at Zhao Wuji worriedly: "Teacher Zhao, do you want to continue?"

"Xiao Feng's body is almost at its limit. If it continues like this, Xiao Feng might be in danger."

Zhao Wuji also frowned, "I know, but I can't interrupt him."

"You have never seen a spirit master who failed in absorbing a spirit ring, but I have."

"Their fates are undoubtedly very miserable. The mildest ones will have their meridians broken and become ordinary people, while the worst ones will be paralyzed and become the living dead."

"Of these two, which one do you think Xiao Feng will choose?"

"This, this..." Oscar was speechless and couldn't utter a word for a long time.

Neither of the two choices is a good ending. It is nothing more than living without dignity or dying without dignity.

Looking at Oscar, Zhao Wuji sighed and said, "Let's wait and see. Now is the time to test Xiaofeng's willpower."

"If it really comes to the moment of decision, then I will be the villain!"

The reason why Zhao Wuji dared to continue dragging it out was that Shen Feng’s steady character gave him confidence.

Xiantian Shen Feng once said during an argument with Oscar that he could absorb an 8000-year soul ring. Although it was a little difficult, he still dared to give it a try.

Zhao Wuji knew that Shen Feng had a very stable personality, and he would never brag or talk big even when he was joking.

He said that he dared to challenge the 8000-year spirit ring, which meant that he was at least 9% sure. Otherwise, to Shen Feng himself, it would be just bragging.

But what Zhao Wuji didn't know was that what Shen Feng was absorbing now was not an 8-year soul ring, nor a 9000-year soul ring, but a quasi-9999-year bull dragon whose cultivation level was as high as years and was only one year away from breaking through to the -year cultivation level.

You asked Shen Feng why he knew it so clearly, because the residual soul of the bull dragon, fueled by extreme hatred, had already materialized in his sea of ​​consciousness.

"Fuck you, you damn bullhead!"

In the vast purple-black sea of ​​consciousness, lightning flashed everywhere. In such a beautiful place, Shen Feng's consciousness was being chased and butted by a bull head with red eyes.

That’s right, it was a bull’s head with blood-red eyes, two spiral horns on top of its head, and only a hazy black mist below the neck.

Shen Feng's consciousness was naked, with a faint golden light on his body. He was holding a thunder knife in his hand and fleeing frantically in front.

Niu Long's bull head floated behind him, chasing him madly, and when he caught up, he used his horns to butt Shen Feng's butt.

It was a pure consciousness duel. Without their soul power, both sides lost their soul skills.

Niu Long has a high level of cultivation, with 9999 years of practice and a solid soul. Although he only has a bull's head, he should not be underestimated.

Shen Feng has also lived two lives as a human being, and his secondary developed soul is not bad either. Plus with the protection of his martial spirit, he can fight against Niu Tou on equal terms.

He weighed half a catty, and the ox head weighed eight ounces. (Here, half a catty is five ounces.)
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Being hit on the butt by the bull's head again, Shen Feng's consciousness immediately howled.

"Damn Bullhead, I'm going to fight you!"

Suddenly leaping forward, Shen Feng turned his head and charged towards the bull head with the Thunder Knife in his hand.

Lightning Flash

A flash of lightning suddenly burst out from under his feet, and Shen Feng's speed suddenly increased.

Thunder Blade——

The Thunder Blade faintly emitted a gleam of lightning, as if it was enchanted.

"cut!"

The two passed each other, and Shen Feng slashed the bull's head with a heavy blow.

"Hooho~"

The bull head let out a shrill scream, and a huge wound flashing with lightning was imprinted on the right half of its face.

From the right mouth to the right eye, lightning flashed, and bits of spiritual power slowly floated out from the wound on the bull's head.

This was the first time Shen Feng really hurt Niu Tou.

Since he started absorbing the soul ring, Shen Feng has been chased by the bull-headed man and has no way to go up to the sky or down to the earth.

If it weren't for this battle, he would have been able to obtain energy replenishment from his body, and his spiritual body would probably have collapsed by now.

But after such a long chase, Shen Feng went from being unfamiliar to being proficient, and learned some tricks to concentrate his mental power.

Although it is not as useful as soul power, going from zero to one is the difference between heaven and earth.

"Haha, damn Bullhead, things have changed, you are done for!"

The attack was effective, and Shen Feng suddenly became more motivated.

In this battle, as long as his body has not completely collapsed and his sea of ​​consciousness is still intact, he will be immortal.

However, Niu Long's mental strength is a rootless source. Every time you use it, it becomes less. With more consumption and more cuts, it will eventually be used up.

Fortunately, Niu Long has only been cultivating for 9999 years. If it were a ten thousand year soul beast and its soul had undergone a qualitative change, then the moment it rushed into Shen Feng's sea of ​​consciousness, it would be able to directly shatter Shen Feng's sea of ​​consciousness.

By then, let alone counterattack, Shen Feng would not be able to hold on and not explode on the spot, even if his body was strong enough.

As night fell, a ray of bright moonlight pierced through the clouds that lingered in the Thundercloud Canyon all year round and sprinkled on Shen Feng below.

Shen Feng's tightly furrowed brows slowly relaxed a little, and a faint purple-black light quietly overflowed from his body.

Seeing this, Oscar, who was looking worried, suddenly changed his expression and said with great effort, "Teacher Zhao, look! Xiaofeng succeeded!"

(End of this chapter)