Blue Silver Grass Guide

"Xiao Gang, if you change your mind, you are welcome to come back to 'Lingyun City' at any time."

Next to a large bloody cocoon with a diameter of more than two meters and a height of nearly a foot, Yu Xiaogang leaned on a half-broken stone slab, looking up at the white clouds in the sky that were gathering and dispersing, and vaguely heard this sentence in his ears.

Looking sideways at the large bloody cocoon transformed by "Luo Sanpao", Yu Xiaogang's eyes were cold and he whispered softly: "Go back? You can't go back -"

As he spoke, he lowered his head and glanced at his body. He saw a huge bloody wound, starting from his left shoulder and extending to his right waist and abdomen. You could faintly see the squirming internal organs in his chest and abdomen.

With such an injury, for an ordinary soul master, unless a very powerful healing soul master takes action, it can basically be declared that death is not far away.

But there was no trace of worry in Yu Xiaogang's expression at this time.

The next second, Yu Xiaogang frowned slightly, not because of pain, but because of itching, the kind of itching caused by the slow healing of wounds, which was even more unbearable than the pain.

In order to divert his attention, Yu Xiaogang turned his gaze to the big bloody cocoon that bulged and shrank like a beating heart, and silently thought in his heart:

‘The full flesh, flesh and soul power of an eight-ringed Soul Douluo should be enough for me to directly break through to the Soul Emperor level or above, and it can also promote the further evolution of “Luo Sanpao”. ’

'According to Ling Yi's idea, the advancement of "Luo Sanpao" mainly depends on the properties and quality of the materials absorbed during the advancement process. ’

'If you want to become a "Sacred Dragon of Light", use the power of light and sacred attributes to cultivate "Luo Sanpao"; if you want to reactivate the bloodline belonging to the "Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus", then use the power of thunder attributes to fill it. The missing origin of "Luo Sanpao". ’

‘So, the “Blood Shadow Demonic Dragon” probably relies on absorbing blood energy and dark attribute power. ’

‘Come on, come on, as long as I successfully absorb Hannibal’s power, I will have the confidence to enter the killing city! Tang Hao was able to enter the Killing City in the realm of the Sixth Ring Soul Emperor, and finally won the 100-win championship in the Hell Killing Fields. If my martial spirit successfully awakens the power of the "Blood Shadow Demonic Dragon", in the Killing City full of blood and killing, , it is inherently easier than Tang Hao. ’

'What Tang Hao can do, I, Yu Xiaogang, can also do -! ’

Time passed slowly, until the scorching sun in the sky reached the center of the head, and a high-pitched dragon roar resounded throughout the ruins of Hanshi Town. The invisible sound waves even dispersed the thick clouds that had gathered over the town at some point. clouds.

Channels of golden sunlight shot down through the clouds and onto the big bloody cocoon.

Just a few "clicks" were heard, and then, like a release signal, crackling sounds appeared one after another, and the large blood-colored cocoon covered with cracks exploded, revealing the true appearance inside.

The naive "Luo Sanpao", which once looked like a fat dog or a round pig, disappeared and was replaced by a purple-red dragon beast that was nearly three feet tall.

The dragon beast stands on two thick hind legs, with a slightly ferocious appearance. There is a pair of red-black fleshy wings on its back that are several sizes smaller than its body size. Next to the fleshy wings is a pair of forelimbs with five sharp claws. The dragon beast has a slightly ferocious appearance. The head looks like a lizard, but also a bit like a crocodile, with a mouth of fine, sharp fangs, and a black sharp horn about a foot long on the top of the head.

"Roar--!!"

When "Luo Sanpao" saw the light of day again, he immediately looked up to the sky and roared to express his previous depression and depression, as well as the pain and torture of being reborn.

Seeing this, Yu Xiaogang didn't care about the pain caused by the shock to the eardrum, but looked at "Luo Sanpao" whose appearance had changed greatly with a happy expression, with an abnormal and sickly ruddy look on his face: "This, it's Blood shadow...demon dragon?!"

Although the appearance is different from the one Ling Yi used to manifest his dragon power as the "Blood Shadow Demonic Dragon", the aura cannot be faked.

With a thought in his mind, "Luo Sanpao" was taken back into Yu Xiaogang's body. The next second, his face suddenly changed. The scarred wounds on his chest and abdomen burst open again, and bright red blood overflowed again.

However, Yu Xiaogang didn't care about this at all. He sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes and started practicing.

It can be felt that since "Luo Sanpao" returned to his body, a terrifying and huge soul power appeared in his body out of thin air.

Therefore, he had to try his best to control that huge soul power at this time, hoping to tame it and use it for his own use.

The blood-colored soul power circulates over and over again along the soul power channels in the body. Wherever it passes, the channels appear to be broken, but then they are covered by the bright red light filled with these blood-colored soul powers and are quickly repaired.

After a long time, Yu Xiaogang opened his eyes. The bright red light in his eyes flashed away, and his whole temperament became a little evil.

Feeling the surging power in his body, Yu Xiaogang's face, which had been depressed for more than 20 years, showed a rare smile of joy from the heart.

An Eight-ringed Soul Douluo as a resource allowed him to almost reach the sky in one step, crossing the chasm that he once thought was out of reach, and saving at least ten years of wasted time.

This deal is worth it——! ! !

Compared to this, what does it mean to let "Luo Sanpao" swallow the flesh, flesh and soul power of a human soul master?

This was a degenerate soul master who killed many people and loved to eat human flesh. After swallowing him, Yu Xiaogang asked himself, he had still made some contribution to the peace of Douluo Continent!

If he could become stronger, he wouldn't mind swallowing more fallen soul masters!

Thinking of this, Yu Xiaogang turned his head and looked at the ruins of the Wuhun Branch Hall not far away:

"The City of Killing, more fallen soul masters, blood food everywhere, the Hell Road after the Hell Killing Fields, and the 'Killing God Realm' after passing through the Hell Road——!!!"

At this moment, there was light in Yu Xiaogang's eyes, which was the light of hope that saw the way forward!

…

Thousands of miles away in the "Martial Soul City", Ling Yi didn't know that the tool man Yu Xiaogang had undergone an earth-shaking transformation.

This kind of transformation is even more complete than the rebirth after Yi Linlie absorbed the power of Titled Douluo Sauron's heart and blood!

Of course, even if he knew, Ling Yi wouldn't care much.

The power of "Blood Shadow Demonic Dragon" was synthesized by Ling Yi, and Hannibal, the Eight-ringed Soul Douluo, was beaten to death by Erlang. With the combined power of these two, even if Yu Xiaogang has some shocking adventure, As long as the world barrier of Douluo Continent is not broken through, it will be difficult for Ling Yi to look at him seriously.

No matter how strong he is, can he be stronger than a first-level god? Or is it better than the God King?

While others in front of the Pope's Palace could not bear to blink and pay attention to the battle between Chen Xin and the others, Ling Yi turned his attention to the big sun above the sky.

‘If I detonate this star, can I kill the God King? ’

Entering the spiritual state of concentration and constant concentration did not make Ling Yi's thinking fall into silence. It only made him more in line with the state of "unity of knowledge and action", and his "original intention" will never change.

Therefore, when this sudden idea appeared in his mind, Ling Yi did not immediately destroy it. Instead, he seriously considered its feasibility.

‘At this stage, there is a high probability that I will not be able to defeat the God King. ’ Ling Yi had a relatively clear understanding of his own combat power.

‘Although, even at the end of the fight, the strongest person who appears from beginning to end is only Shura God, the law enforcer in the divine realm, not God Shura God, the king of gods. Furthermore, judging from the fact that Poseidon is fearful but not afraid of Shura God, the gap between the two does not reach an insurmountable level. ’

‘So, under normal circumstances, I would not confront a god-king level being. ’

'As for the combat power of first-level gods, Tang San, Qian Renxue, and Bibi Dong, who have just broken through level 100, showed their combat power at the end of the original work. If they are exhausted, they can only collapse mountains and destroy cities with one strike. Gods who are higher up have How many levels are there? ’

‘Tsk, tsk, except for Dou Yi, I haven’t read the rest of them, which is a bit nerve-wracking. I only read Dou Yi’s fan fiction, and I haven’t even read the original works, let alone the fan fiction, of the later ones. ’

'But according to some comments, the God King can destroy stars. Even if the first-level god cannot destroy stars, the land-washing should be able to do it. ’

‘Speaking of which, is Douluo’s world view so awesome? ’

‘Tsk, the setting of this thing can really be changed by the author with a snap of his head. It is more flexible than the bottom line of the fallen girl. ’

'Set a small goal first, increase the level of magnetic field rotation to one million horsepower, and at the same time refine the Douluo Star under your feet. If you really want to run down shamelessly, then give him a little surprise...'

"Um?"

While he was deducing in his mind how to entertain some shameless gods, Ling Yi suddenly heard a sound of exclamation in his ears, and his eyes fell from the sky to the high platform in front of him.

At first glance, there are three figures restraining each other.

Chen Xin was seen standing in a T-step at his feet, holding the "Seven Killing Sword" in his right hand. The tip of the sword passed through Tang Xiao's chest and appeared behind him. His left hands pointed together to form a sword, condensing a huge white light sword, which was connected with Tang Xiao's. The "Haotian Hammer" enlarged to nearly ten meters in Hao's hand pressed together.

Tang Xiao's hands were empty at this time, but there was a huge black hammer more than ten meters behind him. The head of the hammer smashed into the ground and stood there diagonally. His eyes were wide-eyed, and he lowered his head in astonishment, staring intently at the long sword that had sunk into his chest.

Tang Hao's eyes were about to burst, veins popped out on his forehead and arms, and he was gnashing his teeth. It was obvious that he had used all his strength, but still could not make Chen Xin's left hand move back even half an inch. The forest-white light sword, which was completely condensed from sword energy, did not move at all.

"Xiao'er——!" Tang Sheng roared with slightly red eyes.

Seeing this, Qian Xunji looked indifferent, but an imperceptible smile flashed in his eyes.

The same was true for Xue Ye, Ning Fengzhi, Dai Tianqi and others. Xue Ye couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth. If the occasion hadn't been inappropriate, he probably wouldn't have laughed outright.

At the edge of the high platform, Chen Jianjun stood with his hands behind his back, completely unmoved by the situation in the field. He only slightly raised the soul power in his body to guard against Tang Sheng's possible explosion.

Fortunately, before the situation on the scene got out of hand, among the broken grass clippings on the high platform, the grass that still maintained vitality began to sway automatically without wind.

The next second, dots of light green light floated up from the grass, and then, under the invisible pull, they disappeared into Tang Xiao's body one after another. Tang Xiao's depressed aura also became calmer.

Seeing this, not only did Tang Sheng on the sidelines let go of the metal handrail that had been crushed into soft mud, but the color in Tang Hao's eyes also faded slightly.

"Tsk!" "Bang!"

Two strange sounds appeared at the same time, but Chen Xin withdrew the "Seven Killing Sword" with his right hand, and used his left hand to push back the "Haotian Hammer" that was confronting the Senbai Light Sword, knocking Tang Hao away several meters away.

Using the 'Blue Silver Domain' to control the vitality of the 'Blue Silver Grass' to maintain Tang Xiao's injury, and allowing Chen Xin to calmly sheath the sword, Ling Yi raised his right hand slightly, and the fourth and fifth soul rings under his feet glowed at the same time.

Immediately afterwards, a white-gold light and a green-gold light shot out from the "Aoki Blue Silver Emperor" in Ling Yi's hand, flew to a position seven or eight meters above Tang Xiao's head, turned into a golden cloud, and headed towards Tang Xiao. The howling rain fell.

Light, holiness, life, nature...all kinds of beautiful breaths emanated from the golden clouds and rain, causing the "Blue Silver Grass" all over the ground to gain a lot. "Blue Silver Grass" is growing again at a speed visible to the naked eye, becoming complete and more lush!

The fourth soul skill·Holy light shines + the fifth soul skill·Lin from the sky = combined soul skill·Rain of divine grace

Under the influence of the power of holy light, the raging sword energy and sword intent in Tang Xiao's body were quickly dispersed and annihilated. The power of Mu Zhi's life also repaired his pierced flesh, flesh and internal organs immediately.

In just ten breaths, Ling Yi stopped supplying soul power with soul skills and dispersed the golden cloud above Tang Xiao's head.

"Brother!" Tang Hao rushed forward immediately, grabbed Tang Xiao's shoulders, and stared at the injury on Tang Xiao's chest: "How are you?!"

Tang Xiao raised his right hand, pressed it on Tang Hao's left shoulder, pushed him away slightly, and said in a deep voice: "I'm fine."

As he spoke, he took a deep breath, and first turned to look at Ling Yi, who was still leaning on the back of the chair on the sidelines. Seeing that the other party turned his hand and put "Aoki Blue Silver Emperor" back into his body, his expression was calm, and he turned his gaze again. Turning to Chen Xin not far away:

"Chen Xinmian is very powerful. In this battle, my two brothers lost. Tang Xiao is convinced!"

I was really convinced. I thought that with my eighty-eighth level offensive spirit Douluo, coupled with the power of the "Haotian Hammer" and the many secret skills of the "Haotian Sect", I would be able to face off against the title Douluo who had just broken through in a one-on-one match. There was no problem, but who would have known that the last "Ling Tian Strike" that he exerted all his strength would not only be easily carried away by the opponent, but the "Haotian Hammer" would also be thrown away, and the sword stabbed at him would be even more unpredictable. He saw it clearly, but as if his mind was frozen, he watched helplessly as the sword edge penetrated his body.

That is to say, Chen Xin had no killing intent, otherwise whenever the opponent burst out with sword intent and sword energy, the sword edge that penetrated the body would crush Tang Xiao's heart, lungs and other organs into pieces.

With such an injury, even God might not be able to save him!

With this thought, Tang Xiao looked at Chen Xin with a bit of indescribable gratitude.

Feeling Tang Xiao's eyes, Chen Xin turned slightly uncomfortably. He always felt that Tang Xiao in front of him suddenly became strange.

It's still a bit familiar, like the way he looked after being beaten repeatedly by Erlang.

On the other hand, Tang Hao, who was next to Tang Xiao, was happy that his eldest brother had recovered from his injuries, but the look in his eyes towards Chen Xin was full of unwillingness and dissatisfaction.