Chapter Forty-Six: How to Swap Soul Bones
Hu Liena secretly said that something was wrong, and a pillar of fire appeared under her feet, and she quickly retreated.
Bang! Boom!
It's dangerous!
Hu Liena's body was only three centimeters away from the pillar of fire, and if she slowed down, she would be engulfed in flames!
At such a close distance, she clearly felt the fierceness of the flames, and if she was hit, she would definitely be hit hard!
Bang bang bang!
Pillars of fire rise from where she landed!
Hu Liena didn't dare to stop and kept shifting her position.
The ground was scorched by flames, the temperature rose rapidly, and Hu Liena's high heels stepped on the ground, making a sizzling sound, and the soles of the shoes were about to melt.
"It's over." Qingxin looked down at Hu Liena, stretched out her hand, closed her five fingers, and at the moment when her hand was clenched into a fist, the remaining flames on the ground extended outward, connecting into a circle, enveloping Hu Liena in it.
"Hey!" Qingxin's voice sounded, and the flame cage was retracted, approaching Hu Liena in the center.
"Hit the mark! She didn't want to defeat me with the fourth soul technique in the first place! Just trying to trap me in a flame cage! ”
Hu Liena's eyes rolled from side to side, looking for weak spots.
Fight!
Hu Liena clenched her teeth, holding her head in her hands to protect her face, her calves tensed, and then her body shot out like sharp arrows, trying to force her way out of the cage of flames.
Burst!
Hu Liena successfully rushed out, with multiple burns on her body, her skin was red, and because she was too seriously injured, she withdrew from the state of martial soul possession.
Thump!
Hu Liena fell to her knees weakly, "I can't lose, I definitely can't lose." ”
While muttering in her mouth, Hu Liena forcibly propped up her crumbling body.
Qingxin retracted his phoenix wings and landed on the ground, "Fifty-one." ”
"What fifty-one?"
"It took fifty-one seconds to fight."
Hu Liena's forehead burst into bruises, "I haven't lost yet!" ”
Qingxin ignored Hu Liena and looked up at the moon pass in the sky, "Your Majesty Ju Douluo, aren't you going to end the battle?" If I use one more soul technique, she'll die. ”
Hearing this, Yueguan subconsciously looked at Bibi Dong.
At this time, Bibi Dong's face was cold, his right hand was holding the scepter tightly, although his facial expression had not changed, anyone could detect that Bibi Dong was angry, and the cold and brutal aura enveloped the arena, making the soul master below shiver involuntarily.
It's like a low-level herbivore in the biosphere encounters a high-level predator, and the body produces uncontrollable fear.
"The challenge is over!" Bibi Dong's voice was cold.
Hu Liena was unwilling, "Teacher, I haven't lost yet!" ”
Bibi Dong said expressionlessly: "If you lose, you lose, what does a failure mean." ”
Hu Liena opened her mouth and wanted to say something.
The evil moon in the audience was extremely worried, and hurriedly shouted: "Nana! Listen to His Holiness the Pope! ”
Hu Liena shut up, bit her lip, and closed her eyes weakly.
Above the arena, several Titled Douluo looked at each other, the battle ended too quickly, and the result was unexpected.
Hu Liena was not an opponent at all, she was crushed all the way, and the talent shown by Qingxin was even higher than that of the three wizards of the Martial Spirit Palace, and even these Titled Douluo of them were shocked!
A few people secretly compared themselves and Qingxin when they were younger, and came to the conclusion that when they were the same age, their level was far inferior to that of Qingxin!
A future Super Douluo!
Several Titled Douluo's hearts moved, and their thoughts were full of thoughts.
Saga smiled lightly, "Fifty-one seconds, a little faster than I expected, not bad." ”
The corners of Ghost Leopard Douluo's mouth twitched slightly, defeating the Holy Maiden of the Martial Spirit Hall in fifty-one seconds, just good?
If Hu Liena is a saint, there are still many people who are not convinced, and if she is a saint with a pure heart, there will be half fewer people who are not convinced!
Seventeen years old! Level forty-seven! Top Beast Martial Soul! The combination of the three major elements, no one will doubt the future combat power of Qingxin!
Blood Thorn Douluo turned the blood-colored dagger in his hand, and a gleam flashed in his eyes, "I don't know something, how did her martial soul evolve from a two-headed fire sparrow to a two-headed fire swallowing phoenix, if I remember correctly, her soul power level was forty-four a month ago, and it was upgraded by three levels a month, don't you want to explain?" ”
Saga smiled, looking at Blood Thorn Douluo's eyes as if he was looking at an ignorant mouse, "Explanation? I have been doing all my life, so why should I explain it to you? ”
A touch of coldness appeared in Blood Thorn Douluo's pupils, "Pay attention to your tone, I am the same Title Douluo as your grandfather, and you have to be honored when you talk to me." ”
"Do you know, not long ago, there was a Titled Douluo who had a tone very similar to yours, and he held my grandfather's move." Saga said lightly.
Blood Thorn Douluo paused, the meaning of holding one move, isn't it just being defeated by one move?
"You ......"
"Enough!" Bibi Dong's cold voice came.
Blood Thorn Douluo suppressed his anger and didn't dare to speak.
Bibi Dong stared at Qingxin, and a figure appeared in his mind.
'Martial Soul Evolution', Bibi Dong muttered silently.
"You have a way to make the martial soul evolve."
"I said no, does the Pope believe it?" Sagar Road.
Bibi Dong and Saga looked at each other, as if they wanted to see through Sagar's inner thoughts, "Wuhun Hall needs this method, are you willing to hand it in?" ”
Saga guessed something, Hu Liena's demon fox martial soul is already top-level, and Bibi Dong's two martial souls are also top-notch, and they don't need to evolve the day after tomorrow.
"Does the Martial Spirit Hall need it or does His Majesty the Pope need it? As a person from the Martial Soul Palace, I really have a way to make the martial soul evolve, and I am definitely willing to use the method on the personnel of the Martial Soul Palace, there is no need to hand it in, and the Pope doesn't have to ask more. ”
"Pope, you can't just want to use it for outsiders."
Bibi Dong held the scepter with a little more strength, and slowly spit out four words: "Sharp teeth!" ”
When encountering a person like Sajia who doesn't see rabbits and doesn't scatter eagles, Bibi Dong had to take a half step back first, "What do you want?" ”
Saga groaned, the way for the martial soul to evolve is nothing more than to eat fairy grass, or the kind of special opportunity similar to Tang San, the eyes of ice and fire are occupied by him, and the fairy grass is transplanted into the storage bracelet, it doesn't hurt to tell Bibi Dong that the fairy grass, anyway, Bibi Dong can't get the fairy grass,
He said that it was the fairy grass found by Golden Crocodile Douluo, and he had already eaten it all, what else could Bibi Dong do?
After thinking about it, Saga gave up talking about the fairy grass, Bibi Dong was too extreme, and there might be an accident.
He was going to tell Bibi Dong another way.
A Bibi Dong knew, and he couldn't help Yu Xiaogang's way.
"I remember that the previous Pope hunted a spirit attribute soul beast that was more than 50,000 years old, leaving behind a 50,000-year-old head soul bone." Sachar said slowly.
Bibi Dong sneered, "What a big appetite, you are not afraid of dying, the value of the 50,000-year spiritual attribute head soul bone is second only to the 100,000 soul bones, and the title Douluo is extremely eager, and you also want it as a great soul master." ”
The 10,000-year-old soul bone is very precious to the Title Douluo, and Ghost Douluo only has a 10,000-year-old leg soul bone so far, which is far less valuable than the spiritual head soul bone of more than 50,000 years.
"It depends on whether the Pope thinks that the acquired evolution knowledge of the martial soul is worth it, and if he thinks it is not worth it, he can not change it." Sagar's expression was flat, and he looked indifferent.