Douluo: Spirit Research Diary

"But."

Qian Renxue's eyes were less questioning.

But her tone was still urgent:

"Isn't it too cruel for you to help an evil soul beast and slaughter other demon spiders like this?"

The face of the human-faced demon spider king was strange. He looked at this so-called prince and couldn't understand what he was thinking.

Spider soul beasts are cruel by nature. They don't feel any guilt in taking away the talents of their own kind.

Rongrong rolled his eyes at him: "They are all spider soul beasts, and they are all evil soul beasts in your mouth."

"Kill one, there will be one less, and the forest will be more stable."

"So there is no cruelty or not."

Qian Renxue's expression was still tangled: "But. But,"

Han Tao was surprised.

Qian Renxue didn't look like a saint, and observing her emotions seemed to be mixed with details that he had never noticed.

"Illusionary space!"

Han Tao once again triggered the illusion, trying to find the truth.

But the exploration was isolated.

The power of emotions can isolate the prying of thoughts, and the power of faith can do the same.

"That's all."

Ning Fengzhi stepped forward: "There's nothing wrong with that!"

He looked at His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, and made a gesture that a sect master should have, and warned earnestly:

"Theoretical research is destined to be a road paved with blood, and for the sake of those who come after us, we, the pioneers, must make certain sacrifices."

"Perhaps you don't know that three generations of people died in the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect just to study a certain theory!"

The emotional sadness made the sigh deep.

"I'm not questioning this"

Qian Renxue said awkwardly: "What I mean is that this human-faced demon spider emperor is already a 100,000-year-old soul beast. If he gets the talents of other spiders, will it be difficult to compete?"

Han Tao's expression suddenly froze.

It's hard to imagine that such words came out of her mouth.

"You are a six-winged angel martial spirit, a character who is guaranteed to become a god, but you are afraid of a soul beast?"

"And it's an evil soul beast that you restrained?"

Rongrong may have guessed something, and her eyes were fixed on this human-faced demon spider emperor.

"Is there anything different about this soul beast?"

The atmosphere in the air became stagnant, and Han Tao's fingers tapped lightly, and thousands of thoughts came to him.

"Qian Renxue is a god-level martial soul, and Qian Daoliu is a 99-level peerless Douluo, which can make her feel terrified."

"I don't think it's a simple thing."

Even if his ultimate martial soul veins need the assistance of the human-faced demon spider emperor.

But

Using growth as a threat is very much like the hand of luck.

When Han Tao glanced at it again, he had a bit of indifferent killing intent in his heart.

"It's a dilemma."

Kill it, and the evolution of the martial soul will be blocked.

If you don't kill it, it may leave trouble.

So, Han Tao turned his head to the side: "Rongrong, how do you think we should deal with it?"

"Han Tao, you should have a little confidence in yourself." Rongrong chuckled.

"Whether luck exists or not, no matter how powerful the enemy is, can't your theory and will defeat them?"

Han Tao was stunned for a long time,

Finally nodded: "Indeed!"

"No matter which one you choose, luck will lead to an unfavorable outcome."

"But indecision will affect your will, and losing confidence means a bigger mistake."

Ning Fengzhi had a smile on his face.

He walked slowly to Xue Qinghe and warned him earnestly: "Your Highness the Crown Prince."

"Oh, no, you are about to ascend the throne and become emperor. It seems a bit inappropriate for your teacher to call you the Crown Prince."

Xue Qinghe waved his hand: "It's okay!"

"In fact, it is beyond my authority to advise you, but as the ruler of a country, you can't be as kind as you are now."

Ning Fengzhi taught some ways to weigh the pros and cons.

Rongrong shook his head: "Daddy is really good at talking."

"You can't be merciful, but you are so weak when facing Tang Hao."

Recalling the first half of the battle, when Ning Fengzhi swallowed his anger, Bone Douluo couldn't help laughing.

Sword Douluo also expressed his approval: "Indeed!"

Ning Rongrong's words gave me some inspiration.

"Let it go for now."

But I was a little relieved,

I value its existence, keep an eye on its growth, and can't let it get out of my control.

Then, I looked at my master and shook my head helplessly.

"This is not weakness."

Under the control of the illusion, I can find more details of the battle.

As the Eight Treasures Glazed Tower swept, it always observed the strength of Tang Hao's soul power and avoided the strong period of Haotian Douluo's ring explosion.

Under the rise and fall of one, the offensive and defensive situation has reversed.

"This"

Ning Fengzhi's forehead was blue, and he was just a little exhortation, but it attracted repeated doubts from the three people.

"Hmph, what do you know!"

Looking at his daughter with great dissatisfaction: "I can understand that they don't understand, but Rongrong, you..."

"I thought that in recent years, your martial soul has evolved, your original soul bone has been formed, and your sensitivity to the battle situation should have grown."

"But what you said today makes me very disappointed."

Gu Rong protected Rongrong behind him like a calf: "Hmph!"

"Your weakness is a fact, not something Rongrong made up."

While speaking, he fiddled with his strong muscles again, waving his arms to show his sense of strength.

But

It always feels like something is missing.

"Hey, there's a sandbag missing!"

Bone Douluo's eyes lit up, and he suddenly punched Yu Xiaogang who was not far away.

"In this world, strength always comes first."

Gu Rong's tone was arrogant, and she spoke complacently of her understanding: "What kind of battle situation, what kind of calculation and field control?"

"The things these sect masters talk about so much are not worth mentioning in my eyes!"

Ning Fengzhi gave him an indifferent look.

He didn't say anything because he knew that explaining to Gu Rong was like playing the piano to an ox.

Chen Xin took two steps back and covered his face.

"What do you do?" he asked.

"I don't want to be embarrassed with you."

Rongrong laughed tremblingly: "Giggle, jie jie jie"

He rolled his eyes playfully, then quietly bent his head and looked at Han Tao's profile.

"Hey, no!" The master muttered dissatisfiedly.

"You didn't let me eavesdrop, and you beat me for no reason. Is this justified?"

The pain radiating from his body made him scream.

Han Tao said nothing, his eyes were lowered, looking at the whole scene.

"Actually Rongrong knows everything."

Chen Xin and Gu Rong could only see the surface of the battle and could not understand the reason why the sect leader refused to take action.

However, Ning Rongrong knew everything.

She was the executor of stealing the formation gems, how could she not know Ning Fengzhi's purpose.

What he said was just an insinuation of himself.

"It's just a Man-Faced Spider King. What's the harm in keeping it alive?"

While Yu Xiaogang cried out about injustice,

Two figures that made everyone feel suffocated appeared in the sky.

"Bibi Dong?"

The master stepped forward crying, but was accidentally knocked over by Bibi Dong.

"Qian Daoliu?"

Sword Douluo's expression became a little heavy, and then he hinted to Bone Douluo to take Ning Rongrong and leave first.

Bibi Dong's voice was delicate and melodious, but there was no emotion:

"I heard that a 100,000-year-old soul beast appeared here, and it was also a human-faced demon spider emperor soul beast?"

"And it just so happens that my second soul ring is still a little short of a soul ring."