Douluo: Spirit Research Diary

"Golden Holy Dragon? The Ultimate Martial Spirit? Just mediocre!"

With the blessing of the blue silver protective barrier and the martial soul avatar, the physical value exceeded 1700, and the coordination of soul power and meridians completed the crushing of pure strength.

If it is a complete golden holy dragon, that is, the secret method of [Dragon Transformation] and the soul bone fusion of [Nine True Dragon Crowns], Han Tao may not be able to crush it, but the problem is, with Snake Spear Douluo, Yu Xiaogang and Liu Er The Golden Holy Dragon constructed by Long only captured the tip of the iceberg in terms of the strength of the entire Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Rex system.

"You guys are a little weak in strength. If you want to stop me from killing Tang San, I'm afraid it's not enough!"

Han Tao's tone was soft.

It was gentle and unmixed with emotion. Only Ning Rongrong, who was standing beside him, could feel the coldness in Han Tao's will.

"revenge!"

"Avenge Zhu Qi, and even the villagers of Zhujie Village."

However, Han Tao lost the name of revenge.

He killed Zhu Qi himself, in order to avoid worse possibilities, because once Tang San tasted the sweetness of "blackmail", he would most likely use Old Jack, Principal Su, Li Gang and other unrelated persons to kidnap him in the future. Han Tao’s behavior.

"snort!"

His eyes were filled with coldness.

Devouring, it was constantly draining Tang San's life force, and the demon spider soul power in his body was in harmony with the dark blue silver grass.

The innate soul power cultivated by Xuantian Kung has no shortcomings.

"Han Tao, let me go!"

Bury your hatred and anger deep inside your heart.

Tang San reluctantly gritted his teeth and prayed humbly: "Han Tao, you and I are both children who grew up in Holy Soul Village."

"I beg you, I beg you, for the sake of friendship with the villagers and for the sake of old village chief Jack, please forgive me for my past."

Hearing the name "Old Jack", the murderous intention in Han Tao's heart became even more intense. Moreover, Tang San could make such a humble gesture and be able to bend and stretch. This kind of mentality cannot be retained.

As the devouring progresses, the age of the Dark Blue Silver Grass is increasing, twenty thousand years, thirty thousand years, and forty thousand years.

"San'er."

Liu Erlong cried.

Yu Xiaogang wanted to protect his disciple, but now the sun had set, leaving only the pale color of the bright moon.

"Suffer death!"

Chen Xin is not an easy person, and he has no mercy in his heart. He once again stepped forward to activate the soul power of Qisha.

——Suddenly

Located thousands of kilometers away, the scarlet sword shadow pierced the space and emitted a blast that broke the sound barrier.

Yu Haotianzong flew out of the canyon, shuttled through the sky, the stars, and the setting sun, dyeing the world with the color of blood under the vast moonlight.

"Shura Demonic Sword?"

Ning Fengzhi took half a step back and felt nervous.

There is the consciousness of Poseidon in the Vast Sea Universe Barrier, and there is naturally the projection of God Asura's thoughts in the Asura Demon Sword. And when Tang San was dying, the god's will was awakened by a specific power.

——blood red

——A piercing murderous intention

Killing intent and blood work in harmony, blending into the color of flames, turning into substance and flowing towards the dark blue silver grass.

"He is worthy of being loved by luck."

"Even the superior gods will disobey order and rules and forcefully save your life!"

The perception in the blue silver field is more sensitive than everyone imagined.

Like a macroscopic radar, the moment the scarlet sword shadow flickered, Han Tao understood everything, and finally understood that there was no way he could kill Tang San today.

Then, he suddenly shouted: "Evacuate!"

"Tang Chen, chasing the shadow of Shura Sword, we must leave!"

The tone is firm and decisive.

In an instant, the Blue Silver Dominator opened a gap in the ground, and several blue silver grasses forcibly entangled everyone present and fled deep into the ground.

"Why?"

Following the pull of the Blue Silver Grass, Sword Douluo also fell deep into the ground.

His eyes were full of confusion: "Why? We are no longer afraid of Tang Chen, why are we still running away like this?"

"Because it might not be Tang Chen who's here!"

"Ah?" Ning Fengzhi was surprised.

"Who is it?"

Ning Rongrong frowned, her heart filled with sadness.

"Maybe it's a god? The projection of the god's consciousness hidden in the artifact?"

"Now is not the time for discussion. Let's run to a safe location first and then discuss."

As Han Tao spoke, he forcibly pulled Zhu Jiu, Zhu Ten, and Zhu Eleven to run towards the depths of the earth's veins. Ye Lingling and Ning Rongrong followed Han Tao's pace closely.

Chen Xin and Ning Fengzhi looked at each other, not quite understanding, but at the moment they could only follow the three of them.

The ground behind them quickly closed up, and the road ahead was clear.

"I asked the Titan Ape to open this road!"

Ning Rongrong smiled softly: "Because... we caught Xiao Wu, that silly chimpanzee can only be used by us."

Sunset forest, above ground.

Shura Sword, turned the blade, trying to chase Han Tao away.

Although he could guide Han Tao's direction with murderous intent, Han Tao was already hiding deep underground.

"He ran pretty fast!"

"That's all."

Beyond the long edge, the shadow of God Shura condensed.

Blood-red power surged throughout Tang San's body, corroding the Ultimate Dark Blue Silver Grass.

It turned into a black soul ring and floated above the corpse.

"Hmph, a ten thousand year soul ring?"

The dark blue silver grass has been draining Tang San's life and soul power. God Shura must make a choice, chase him or save Tang San.

And while Han Tao was escaping, he used the power of the Blue Silver Sacrifice to guide the characteristics and original power of the Dark Blue Silver Grass to other Blue Silver Grasses.

The phantom of the Shura God obviously didn't care about the age change of the soul ring. Perhaps in the eyes of the gods, low-level power is no different.

He stared at Tang San for a long time.

"Are you Tang San, the great-grandson of Tang Chen?"

The Clear Sky Hammer spirit of the peerless Douluo Tang Chen has been broken, and he himself has been messed up by the nine-headed bat. The system built with racial talents seems exquisite in Han Tao's eyes.

However, in the eyes of the Shura God, who has a maximum level of 150, this behavior is really different. The Shura God said "I don't like it."

Therefore, he is unwilling to pass on the throne to Tang Chen.

Seeing the scarlet shadow, Tang San asked half-doubtfully: "Who are you?"

But in his heart he secretly said

[Helping me drive away Han Tao, he is obviously on the side of justice. Humph, Han Tao is indeed an evil spirit master with heinous crimes. As the saying goes, those who are righteous have many supporters, while those who are unrighteous have few supporters]

"I am not a real god. I am just a projection of the consciousness of the gods. Of course, you can't confuse me with some losers who live in the soul bones."

"Tang San, you can call me by my honorific title: Shura!"

"God?"

Liu Erlong and Shemao were extremely surprised and stared at his shadow.

Yu Xiaogang quickly fell to the ground and knelt: "Great God, do you have any way to help me break through level 30?"

Shemao returned a look: "What, Yu Xiaogang, you want to break through level 30, don't you want the subsidy from the Spirit Hall?"

"Ah?" Yu Xiaogang's face froze.

The shadow of the Shura God ignored the conversation between Yu Xiaogang and Shemao. He only had Tang San in his eyes.

"Do you want to inherit the throne?"

"The throne?" Tang San was stunned.

In an instant, he was ecstatic and then frustrated: "Of course I am willing, but my talent."

"It's not important!"

The tone of Shura God was contemptuous: "In the eyes of the gods, the strength of the martial soul is not important, because you can directly grant the martial soul."

"And in the eyes of Shura God, the soul power level and cultivation talent are also unimportant, because you can devour the soul power of other soul masters through the killing arena."