Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Soul Bone Indicates That He Was Offended

"Captain, absorb it." Everyone laughed.

At this time, Tang Wulin was a little hesitant.

"Team Tang, hurry up, otherwise the brothers won't be able to bear it." Long Ji smiled bitterly.

"Little brother, what are you hesitating about?" Tang Xuan said, "If you don't absorb this soul bone, it will disappear." ”

Soul Bone: ???

When did I disappear naturally?

I felt offended.

Gu Yue rolled her eyes at Tang Xuan.

Tang Xuan coughed lightly twice: "Little brother, absorb it." ”

"That's right, Tang Wulin, hurry up." Humane.

Tang Wulin was a little moved. He was not an inkblot man either, nodded at the moment, sat down cross-legged, and held his right metacarpal bone in his hand.

Collecting soul bones is the same as absorbing soul rings, you only need to use soul power to attract them.

Xuantian Gong's soul power released a faint white light, which merged into the soul bone, and the soul bone gradually emitted a pitch-black light, and golden points of light gradually emerged, merging with the black.

The right metacarpal bone of the dark gold dreadclaw slowly suspended from Tang Wulin's hand, and there were strips of white light dragging behind it, its original dark color gradually became transparent, and it looked like a dark golden crystal, and this crystal gradually became soft with the injection of white light, slightly twisting, and a bit of paste.

On the surface of Tang Wulin's right hand, the scales resurfaced, rendering the original white Xuantian Gong soul power with a faint layer of gold.

The dark golden paste suddenly trembled slightly, as if it wanted to struggle, and there was a feeling that it did not want to be fused.

At this moment, a layer of golden light and shadow swept up from Tang Wulin's right palm, it was a series of fine golden lines, which looked clearly illusory, but they were swarming up, entangled in the dark golden paste.

Suddenly, the trembling stopped, and with a "whoosh", the dark gold, as if fused into the sea, was suddenly pulled into Tang Wulin's right palm.

Suddenly, a layer of dark gold appeared on the originally pale golden scales, and the dark gold flowed and twisted, constantly changing the light and dark, and I didn't know if it was merging or struggling.

The aura on Tang Wulin's body also flickered, and the soft energy fluctuations kept changing, and finally returned to calm.

The scales returned to pale gold, and the dark gold when he fused the right metacarpal bone of the dark gold dreadclaw before all disappeared, as if it had never existed, at least in Gu Yue and Xu Xiaoyan's opinion, his right hand had not changed much, it had not become stronger, and there was no mutation of scales.

"It's over? It's that simple? Everyone looked puzzled.

Gu Yue also looked the same, as the Silver Dragon King, she was actually puzzled.

Amazing……

At this moment, Tang Wulin slowly opened his eyes, and there was also a hint of suspicion in his eyes.

"Captain, what's going on?" Everyone saw that he had really finished merging, and they immediately surrounded him.

Tang Wulin bounced up, he frowned, and looked at Gu Yue.

"Try?" With a clear heart, Gu Yue saw his doubts and came to his side and said.

"Hmm." Tang Wulin nodded, and waved his right hand violently. Suddenly, there was a low explosion of air in the air.

The muscles of Tang Wulin's entire right arm seemed to swell a little, and the golden scales on his right hand also shone a little.

"The strength has increased by about twenty percent." Tang Wulin muttered.

Everyone was in an uproar, rubbing, 20%, don't think this is not a lot, with Tang Wulin's own power against the sky, increase it by another 20%, how much!

"Are there any soul skills attached?" Gu Yue asked.

Tang Wulin shook his head without hesitation, he didn't feel the appearance of the soul technique at all.