Douluo: Spirit Research Diary

"Detach!"

Shen Xinshui let out a sweet cry!

The extremely clear sound reaches the ears of every teammate.

Her reaction was slow;

Only later did I realize that I had fallen into an illusion inadvertently, but fortunately

It's not too late to break away.

"Real vision sharing!"

The soul master who fell into the illusion saw the real reality.

Han Tao's fourth soul ring lit up, and the blue-silver poison barrier eroded towards the few people as quickly as possible.

Dugu Yan always remembered Qin Ming's instructions and quickly prepared to release his soul skill, Jade Phosphorous Poison Barrier.

"Don't worry!"

Shen Xinshui interrupted her movements.

"Why?" She looked at Shen Xinshui with confusion on her face.

Shen Xinshui observed the illusion carefully, with a slightly cautious tone:

"Let the graphite and stone mill martial arts fuse first. The power of the blue silver poison barrier will not be able to break through in a short time. You don't have to be too anxious."

"Your Jade Phosphorus Poison Barrier consumes a lot of money, and it cannot be released repeatedly. If you are deceived by the illusion, the outcome will not be easy to predict."

Dugu Yan's expression froze.

She really hadn't thought about the possibility that Shen Xinshui mentioned.

"Now."

"Han Tao already knows my soul skills, share my true vision!"

Yu Tianheng looked confused and didn't follow her thinking at all.

"Then what?"

Shen Xinshui's tone was a little low:

"It is very likely that Han Tao will simulate my soul skills through illusion, which means that the real vision you see next may not be real. It may be an illusion he simulated."

Yu Tianheng felt dizzy for a while: "Damn it!"

I am extremely bored, this weird fighting mode is simply disgusting.

I can't hit him, I can't see him, and I have to wonder if my teammates' soul skills are real.

"The second soul skill, Xuanwu Armor Stomach!"

"The second soul skill, Xuanwu Armor Stomach!"

Shi Mo and Shi Mo had an incomparable understanding, and they used their own defensive soul skills to form a composite fusion soul skill, the two-star Xuanwu Jiawei.

Ning Rongrong stood in the illusion, looking at the synthesis of the two turtle shells, feeling slightly curious.

"The nine treasures are famous, one is: power!"

The first soul skill was released quietly, but the soul power frequency penetration did not take effect and was isolated by the composite soul power.

Obviously, it failed.

Ning Rongrong was not decadent. She calmed down and thought like Han Tao.

"How did the Royal Academy of the Tiandou Empire resist the penetration of my soul power?"

"A single soul power frequency cannot penetrate the composite soul power of martial soul fusion."

She suddenly looked to the side: ""Han Tao! ""

"Huh?" Han Tao was confused.

Ning Rongrong paused for a moment, thought for a moment, and spoke slightly:

"The opponent used martial soul fusion skills to form a double-layered frequency protection to resist the penetration of our soul power."

Han Tao nodded, what she said was true.

"But what if our soul power is also a composite soul power?"

Han Tao's eyes lit up.

This is a good solution that uses composite frequencies to penetrate composite frequencies.

He immediately asked: "But, how to achieve it?"

Ye Lingling was at the side and guessed the answer.

She smiled slightly, anticipation flashing in her pupils.

Rongrong said excitedly: "Martial soul fusion technique!"

"The Blue Silver King and the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect are complementary puzzle pieces that can be used for martial soul fusion!"

Ye Lingling suddenly said: "There is also Seven-Star Begonia!"

Rongrong glared at her and continued: "What if."

"Can the fusion of my Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda and your Blue Silver Grass martial soul form a composite form of soul power, with dual soul power frequencies, to complete the cracking of the opponent's soul power frequency?"

Han Tao nodded approvingly: "It is indeed a good method."

"However, we have not experimented with martial soul fusion skills!"

Faced with Rongrong's expectations, Han Tao clearly refused: "Maybe."

"We need to try it sometime, but not now."

Han Tao looked very serious: "This is a competition site, not a place to experiment with martial soul fusion techniques."

After talking,

Put your mind back into the battlefield.

The team members of the Tiandou Empire Royal Academy, with the help of Shen Xinshui, have escaped from Han Tao's illusion.

"The storm is rising!"

The moment Yufeng escaped from the illusion, he used his second soul skill and swept towards Ye Lingling.

"Blue Silver Grass!"

Han Tao's Bluesilver Grass generates at the feet of Ye Lingling.

At the same time that the bluesilver grass was being generated, Ye Lingling had already stretched out his left hand to complete the integration with the bluesilver grass on the ground.

"pull!"

The two powers were transmitted in opposite directions, and Ye Lingling used this power to get out of Yufeng's attack range.

"Great cooperation!" Bibi Dong exclaimed.

Although she was sitting on the high platform, her attention always stayed on the spirit fighting arena, paying attention to the battle situation.

Master Yu Xiaogang is in the second row of the auditorium.

Because he lost the papal decree, he was kicked out of the VIP seat. .

The noisy crowd around him was cheering for Han Tao and Ye Lingling's cooperation. He felt very disgusted!

"What a group of guys who have never seen the world!"

Yu Xiaogang looked arrogant and patted his sleeves in disgust.

The whole body exudes a unique aura, which is incompatible with the surrounding soul masters.

"Who the hell are you?"

A middle-aged man in shabby clothes immediately shouted.

Yu Xiaogang turned his back and waved his hand casually, pretending to be a master:

"Please remember my name, Yu Xiaogang."

"You can respectfully call me: Master!"

The title of theoretical master gave him unparalleled confidence.

Yu Xiaogang's confident demeanor attracted the attention of a group of people around him, and they turned their eyes to this place.

"Puff!"

The sturdy man couldn't help laughing.

Yu Xiaogang's face was a little embarrassed.

"Well, I respectfully call you Master now"

The middle-aged man's tone was frivolous, and he asked: "But Master, I'm curious, what level of soul power are you now?"

Yu Xiaogang's face was flushed, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

After a long time, he forced to explain:

"Soul power level does not represent everything!"

"There are no useless martial souls, only useless soul masters. You bunch of useless people can't understand the depth of my theoretical research at all"

The master's words caused an uproar around him.

Comparing all the soul masters around him to "trash", this offensive language was immediately counterattacked by others.

"Heh, you don't even dare to show your spirit!"

"Can you show your strength and slap me in the face with your strength?" The sturdy man patted his face and mocked.

He opened his hand and turned his eyes to the crowd: "Can't we, a bunch of trash, open our eyes?"

Yu Xiaogang didn't say a word, and didn't dare to show his spirit.

The old man with a cane came forward and revealed his identity:

"Yu Xiaogang, the abandoned son of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Sect, a 29th-level great soul master!"

"Oh!" Everyone suddenly realized.

"So it's a great soul master!"

"Great soul master, so powerful, so powerful"

Yu Xiaogang's face turned green, even if he was thick-skinned, he couldn't bear such sarcasm.

"It's okay. It's okay!"

"I've been through this all these years."

Comforting himself in this way, his expression returned to confidence again.

The blows came one after another, and the sturdy man showed his martial soul, with six soul rings on his martial soul.

"This is a powerful soul emperor!"

Yu Xiaogang was arrogant, and he was even more arrogant. The surrounding soul masters were shocked and complimented him.

The compliments were endless, and the criticisms were directed elsewhere.

"Waste?"

It was obvious who was the waste.

Yu Xiaogang wanted to summon Luo Sanpao to crush these people, but.

He was only level 29, and even if he risked his life, he could not beat this group of soul masters.

A sense of powerlessness surged in his heart.

"These...cannot destroy my confidence!"

"I still have Tang San, and my most proud disciple!"