Douluo's strongest sect

Chapter 38 Creating Guns and Martial Souls

"No one knows what kind of experience and pain behind the pope"

"No one knows how much hard work and hard work I need to achieve my current status"

"No one knows that the pope will also be lonely, extremely lonely, and the pope will also be angry, angry like world-weary. On the contrary, the pope will not be happy because she has no right to talk..."

"In the past, people all over the world regarded me as a girl, like a clown, but now I regard the titles of the world as an ant"

"Anyone who betrays me, Bibi Dong, is not worthy of me, Bibi Dong!"

"Feng'er, are you willing to stay with me all the time?"

These words seem to contain the tenderness and courage of a generation of Popes.

Bibi Dong held Lin Feng's body tighter.The long and slender arm touched Lin Feng's skin, giving it a cold feeling.

Lin Feng's heart was touched.

Which strong man is not majestic on the front, but devastated and bruised on the back?

At this moment, Bibi Dong just regards him as the person who can confide everything in his heart, confide in joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys.

Hey.

No one is perfect, it's just fate.

He is only six years old now, and it will take a long time to grow up.

If possible in the future, take Bibi Dong away, too, and go to Douluo God Realm, a place where there is no sad memory of the Pope.

"Teacher Pope, I am willing!"

"Didn't I say that? Asura Sect will always be an ally of Spirit Hall, and I will always be a friend of Teacher Pope, even if I make the world my enemy!"

"Well, the teacher knows"

Lin Feng felt some soft touch on his back, smooth and silky, but such a sad scene had no other intentions.

With the faint scented wind blowing by her ears and the sound of even breathing, Bibi Dong had already fallen asleep in this position without knowing when.

In the middle of the night, a pair of clean and soft legs rested on Lin Feng's body, gently clamping it.

"Is this a skin-to-skin relationship?"

It should be counted.

Lin Feng had nowhere to put his hands, his body could not move, and he did not sleep all night.

My damn child body, adult mind, original sin...

Asura Sect.

"Sovereign, why are your dark circles so heavy?"

"Sect Master, what did you do last night?"

Xiao Wu and Ye Lingling kept asking.

Don't mention it, Lin Feng's ears are numb when he heard these two sentences.

Bibidong asked him this first thing when he opened his eyes. Hu Liena and others he met along the way, including the older generation of Title Douluo, all asked him this question.

What else can he do?I can only laugh it off.

"What should we do today? By the way, Jin'er's martial soul..."

In this matter, Lin Feng had the most say.

In the past, he was also born without a martial soul, and others regarded him as a freak and a symbol of bad luck.

After having the acquired twin martial souls, he became the Nightmare God.

Lin Feng had already planned the martial soul form for Di Wujin.

Gunpowder-filled guns are just the kind that combine soul power to launch attacks together.

The first form of sniper rifle, high-precision strike, assassination, sensitive attack type.

The second form, dual guns, precise shooting, two-sided suppression, sensitive attack type.

The third form of Gatling, high explosive, suppression, cover, less accurate, strong attack type.

The fourth form of atomic strike, ultra-high explosion, large-scale destruction, and decisive attack.

As for the filling of raw materials, as well as increasing the attribute of the soul ring with the soul power, and jointly launching an attack, Lin Feng had a rough estimate in his heart.

That power is absolutely awesome.

"I just don't know if Jin'er can have a second martial soul?"

Thinking of this, Lin Feng called Di Wujin over.

It may be that the legs are still relatively short, but Di Wujin ran for a long time.

"Jin'er, let me experience your physique again!"

Holding Di Wujin's small hand, Lin Feng pondered carefully.

"If there are two vacant soul positions, then you can have twin martial souls. If there is one..."

People who are born without a martial soul just don't have a martial soul, but the location where the martial soul should be can still be seen.

"Come on, left hand"

After perceiving it, Lin Feng felt slightly regretful.

In the case of Di Wujin's right hand, there is indeed a vacant martial soul seat, just insert a suitable martial soul into it.

But there is no such obvious trace of a vacant soul position on the left hand.

Explain that you cannot become a soul master with acquired twin martial souls, but only a single martial soul.

"It's good to have one, so that the strength of this martial soul can be carefully improved, the potential can be maximized, and the development can be specialized..."

Lin Feng looked around.

"Master Wu, Master Ling, help us protect the Dharma, and strictly prohibit anyone from disturbing me to create a martial soul for Jin'er!"

When they heard that it was about Di Wujin's martial soul, Xiao Wu and Ye Lingling became interested, but also serious.

"Yes, Sovereign!" The two dispersed.

Martial soul is a strange form of soul power.

It is not easy to say, but it is not difficult to say difficult.

"With my innate talent full of soul power, I should be able to create a similar martial soul, right?"

To create an independent martial soul form, there is no requirement for strength, what is required is the strength of the original martial soul.

Under normal circumstances, this method cannot be used of course, but Di Wujin is a special talent, and does not have high requirements for external martial arts. As long as she creates the form of a martial soul into the soul position, she will automatically cultivate and strengthen this martial soul. soul.

This is due to the extremely terrifying tolerance attribute of those born without a martial soul.

Of course, the system can plant martial spirits... Lin Feng has never heard of it, and he is too obsessed to explain it.

But by the time he can plant a super spirit, I'm afraid the flowers will all wither.

Can't wait.

And what Lin Feng is doing now is an embryo of a martial soul, and after time has passed, let it grow into a real human martial soul.

"Jin'er, sit down, don't move around, don't think about it, I will leave everything to my brother."

"oh oh"

Di Wujin sat on the spot very obediently, staring at Lin Feng with big eyes, watching Lin Feng's strange movements.

Firearms are weapon souls, so it is more appropriate to use a Shura sickle to derive this gun-shaped martial soul.

"Asura sickle!"

Under Lin Feng's mental control, the original soul power belonging to Shura's sickle separated into one.

Lin Feng used the soul power in his body to conceive and nurture it, allowing it to grow and grow stronger.

When it is the size of a palm, stop providing external soul power.

Then there is the idea shaping.

Lin Feng is not proficient in the appearance and structure of firearms, but they are not far behind.

Mind shaping is the most difficult and most prone to problems.

And once it fails, it means that you have to start all over again, consuming your original soul power.If the original soul power is consumed too much, it will inevitably have a certain impact on Lin Feng's martial soul.

The first modeling, failed.

The second shaping, failed.

The third shaping, about to succeed, failed again.

After trying more than ten times, when his soul power was about to be exhausted, Lin Feng let out a foul breath.

"Successful! The next step is to transplant"

"Jin'er, stretch out your right hand"

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Fell asleep.

Lin Feng carefully took Di Wujin's right hand.

In Di Wujin's small hand, Lin Feng controlled the sniper rifle spirit floating in the air with his mind, blending in little by little, as if sensing a suitable position.

Di Wujin's martial soul has a certain degree of attraction to the sniper rifle martial soul.

The process is more harmonious...

Like a fish in water, like a bird longing for the sky.

Everything is a matter of course.

(End of this chapter)