Douluo: Spirit Research Diary

"Ah!"

The power from the extreme, the blood of the Golden Holy Dragon, was drawn into Flanders' blood vessels.

And with every beat of the heart, the extreme blood was transmitted to all parts of the body

"First soul skill, treatment!"

"Second soul skill, healing!"

On the Nine Heart Begonia, two dark purple soul rings flashed brightly, and the blue-pink healing energy was transmitted to Flanders' body.

The blood of the Golden Holy Dragon is a mixture of the blood of three soul masters.

Yu Xiaogang's light blood and Liu Erlong's fire dragon blood merged into one under the catalysis of the cat-owl blood.

"Strange."

Ning Rongrong came to Flanders' side and shook his eyes with her arm: "Don't you feel pain?"

"No pain!" Flanders answered immediately.

Han Tao and Ye Lingling looked at each other and felt inexplicably strange.

Other soul masters who absorbed blood were dying, why was Flanders not hurt at all?

"I think"

Ning Rongrong widened her bright eyes: "He is struggling"

"See how I see through his disguise."

Take a dragon beard needle and throw it at Dean Flanders' butt.

"Ah~~~"

The dragon beard needle lost its soul power, curled up into a ball, and then stretched under the effect of healing soul power.

Flanders screamed miserably.

"Okay." Rongrong was a little embarrassed.

Opening a pair of innocent eyes, with the help of microscopic power, the dragon beard needle was shaken out.

"Ning Rongrong, you"

Flanders stretched out his fingers, gritting his teeth in pain and unable to speak.

"Dean, this is not my fault, this is the motto of Shrek Academy."

"Those who dare not cause trouble are mediocre, hehehe, hehehe."

Perhaps because of Rongrong's liveliness, Ye Lingling also felt some joy in her heart, but in addition to the joy, she also had some strange emotions.

"Han Tao, she."

"Is she like this in the Qibao Glazed Sect?"

Han Tao nodded: "Of course."

"Ning Rongrong is known as the little witch in the sect, and this name is not for nothing."

"Stick the chewing gum on Jian Douluo's beard, swear to help him take it off, and then burn the beard with fire."

"For example, replace the quiet tea with the withered ghost vine to entertain guests."

"Or force Ning Tian to typeset the art illustrations in "Happiness and Anger Do Not Show on Color."

Rongrong scratched his head palely: "These are all in the past tense"

"Now I am not so naive!"

The tone is charming, with a hint of playfulness.

Han Tao saw her like this, and knew that she must be hiding something bad.

"Withered ghost vine?"

Ye Lingling suddenly touched the teacup: "Is it really the tea of ​​concentration in it?"

"No!" Sniffed gently.

"If I remember correctly, the plant of withered ghost vine is poisonous, right?"

"It is indeed poisonous, but didn't I ask him to add sugar?" Rongrong stuck out her tongue: "Sugar can activate the toxin, but it can also cover up the pain."

Ning Rongrong's words were like a death sentence from the god of death.

Dean Flanders was undoubtedly frightened.

Dense cold sweat appeared on his forehead and slid down his cheeks to the ground.

"Tick, tick."

"Thank goodness."

Fortunately, I rejected Ning Rongrong's kindness, and fortunately, I listened to Ye Lingling's advice.

Twitching fingers, muttering something in my mouth, but dare not point at Ning Rongrong:

"This is not a little witch, this is clearly a devil!"

At this moment, Ye Lingling picked up an exquisite pen and looked at Flanders' body in detail.

"Perhaps it is because the blood of the Golden Holy Dragon itself relies on the coupling of the cat-owl blood."

"Dean Flanders, there is almost no rejection phenomenon in your absorption of the Golden Holy Dragon blood this time."

After the curtain fell, Ye Lingling cut off the supply of healing soul power.

Ning Rongrong smiled brightly, and the soul skill swept Flanders again, and nodded slightly:

"Increase strength 20940KG, current physical attribute 349."

Han Tao raised his head in surprise: "Physical attribute increase 53?"

The 100,000-year soul bone sought after by thousands of soul masters can only provide physical data of 50.

It can be imagined that the value of high-level blood to low-level soul masters.

"Yeah!"

Dean Flanders stretched out his arms with satisfaction.

The complete blood of the Golden Holy Dragon completely subverted the original physical strength.

Ye Lingling: "Golden Holy Dragon is also considered the top among the ultimate martial spirits."

"So his bloodline tempering is not a simple 90 points, but 97, which is not far from the god level."

"Level growth 264.4, bloodline tempering 97, racial talent 6, a total of 349 fluctuations."

But just when he was full of pride, Ning Rongrong came over with a teacup.

Took out a piece of unknown tea, poured in boiling water, and watched the tea leaves fly up and down.

"We, the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, have always been very polite in entertaining guests."

Flender waved his hand: "Forget it."

"Your racial talent data is only 6, which can be improved through training."

Han Tao smiled.

Previously speculated information showed that high-level bloodlines can improve physical qualifications and perhaps increase the upper limit of racial talent training.

But before the speculation is confirmed, it is still speculation.

"From bloodline tempering, gradually moving towards in-depth research, the racial talent level may also be improved."

Ye Lingling's expression was cold, her eyebrows and eyes were like frost and snow: "But. There are many Titled Douluo on Douluo Continent. Is there no precedent for improving racial talents?"

Han Tao thought: "It's not that there are no cases."

"Wolf Bandit, isn't it a way to improve racial talents?"

She suddenly remembered something: "Han Tao, do you know the secret method of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Sect?"

Flanders heard this and knew that the following content was not what he should know, so he hurriedly retreated to the distance.

"Stop!"

Ning Rongrong said tenderly.

Flanders paused: "I shouldn't know these, right?"

"Since you have obtained the bloodline we studied and verified the theory, you must go on unswervingly."

Rongrong chuckled: "349 points of physical strength, do you think you are very powerful? Whether you can beat the Soul King is a question."

After speaking, she pushed open the door.

"Okay."

Between hesitation and hesitation, fate made a choice for him. This time, Flanders did not leave.

Instead, he waited quietly by the side, listening to Han Tao and Ye Lingling's discussion.

Han Tao glanced casually, not paying too much attention: "Dragon Transformation Secret Method."

"At each stage of the soul master, the body has some characteristics of the Blue Silver Tyrannosaurus Rex. I think this is the process of racial talent transformation."

Touching his chin, he looked at Ye Lingling with approval.

"This may be a way."

"The wolf thief's physical transformation is a way, and the dragon transformation secret method is also a way."

Ning Rongrong's eyes lit up: "I thought of it!"

"Half a year ago, we met Tang San in the Tiandou Empire, and the data under the soul power amplification was abnormal!"

Facing the son of destiny in this world, Han Tao paid attention.

"Data abnormality?"

"Tang San is the Clear Sky Hammer bloodline, top-level martial spirit, bloodline tempering 0-80!"

"In addition to bloodline tempering, level growth, and racial talent."

"There is another additional influencing factor, that is the Eight Spider Lance, external soul bone."

Ye Lingling pretended to be surprised: "External soul bone?"

"Yes, soul bone can enhance the soul master's physique, and external soul bone is an extension of the body, which can also enhance physical attributes."

As Han Tao spoke, he felt something was wrong.

The "third eye" from the evil eye tyrant opened instantly in the center of his eyebrows.

"Spiritual power has been enhanced?"

Rongrong held a book and laughed out loud: "Is there a possibility."

"External soul bone begins to change the racial talent of the soul master?"