Chapter 274: One Hundred Thousand Years Soul Ring
Sword Douluo was also a little confused about the behavior of this big bird. No, the aura on this bird's body seemed to be a little ups and downs. However, it didn't look like he was injured, but something happened. Yu is in a state of transformation.
"Xiao Heng, you stay here for now, I'll go down and take a look." After thinking about it, Sword Douluo decided to go down and take a look. It's just a spirit beast that hasn't broken through a hundred thousand years, it's nothing.
"Teacher, be careful." Xiao Heng nodded slightly.
Seeing Sword Douluo gradually approaching the black roc, Xiao Heng also asked Xiao Cao in his mind: "Xiao Cao, what's going on with the spirit beast down there?"
Xiao Cao looked down through Xiao Heng's eyes. The big bird paused for a moment and said: "It's nothing, it's just transforming and waiting for you to go down."
After saying this, Xiaocao put a hand on his chin, pretending to be an adult, and his eyes were filled with laughter. Revealing the light of wisdom, he said: "This bird is not bad, it has some blood of the golden-winged roc. If it can transform successfully, it is really possible to catch up with its ancestors, and this thing is a hybrid. It should be able to control some wind and thunder, which is not bad. However, its current energy should not be enough to support its successful transformation, huh! If you add that cheap master, it should be almost enough!" Hearing this, Xiao Heng understood this
instantly Why is this beast like this? This thing is probably targeting Sword Douluo. Humans can improve their strength by hunting soul beasts, and the soul power in powerful humans is also a tonic for soul beasts. This thing is probably He sensed Sword Douluo's strength and knew that he couldn't defeat him, so he wanted to pretend to be weak and then attack Sword Douluo unprepared.
"That Xiaocao, if it transforms successfully, will it become a hundred thousand year soul beast?" Xiao Heng asked.
Xiaocao nodded slightly and said: "That's right, and it's still a relatively powerful hundred thousand year soul beast. Don't think about it. Once this thing transforms successfully, you can't catch up with it. So, if you want, just Hurry up and do it!"
Hearing this, Xiao Heng nodded slightly and shouted to Sword Douluo below: "Teacher, do it!"
The voice reached Sword Douluo's ears. Although he didn't understand why his apprentice would do this, However, he listened to his apprentice, and the sword behind him flashed out, and nine soul rings surrounded him. The first soul ring lit up, and the sword behind him immediately shined brightly and burst out.
"The first soul skill, long sword attack!"
The dazzling light instantly illuminated the entire valley, and the black-winged Peng also knew that he had been discovered. The black soul power emerged, spread his wings, and instantly emerged from the nest. Jumping up, waving its wings, silvery thunder flashed, and gusts of wind arose.
"Beast!" Seeing this scene, Sword Douluo also knew that he had been deceived. He snorted coldly and waved his sword finger, and the speed of the galloping sword was increased by three points.
"唳...!"
Feeling the sharp edge on the long sword, the black roc became ferocious, and a clear cry resounded through the sky. It flapped its wings, accompanied by thunder, and the dark energy gathered on the beak, and rushed towards the long sword. sword.
The long sword collided with the black roc, and the strong wind was immediately stirred up. Thunder and sword energy flashed in the air, and the sword, which was not as big as the roc's beak, was motionless.
After the long sword and Dapeng were in a stalemate for two seconds, Dapeng flapped its wings more violently, and the power of thunder and wind was blessed on it. The huge force hit it, making the long sword retreat three points, and then it was blown away. , flipping the long sword away, the black roc continued to move forward, a pair of huge claws showing sharpness, grabbing at Sword Douluo.
"Beast, seeking death!" Seeing the black roc advancing instead of retreating, Sword Douluo let out a low cry. More swords continued to appear from around him, and then the sixth soul ring lit up.
"The sixth soul skill, Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect!"
In the blink of an eye, thousands of swords appeared around Sword Douluo. As Sword Douluo waved his sleeves and robes, thousands of swords swarmed towards the black roc.
The sharp claws and swords collided together, immediately making bursts of harsh sounds in the sky.
The black roc's body was thundered, and the wind gathered and circled without showing any weakness. The sharp claws shattered one sword after another, but the swords were not made of wood. As they kept circling, they cut holes in the black roc's body. Many wounds.
"Hey!"
The black roc cried out as it felt the pain, waving its wings, trying to get away from the swords, but there were more and more swords, constantly entangled around it. In the blink of an eye, it was overwhelming, look at the number , there may be tens of thousands of handles.
Black feathers fell from the sky. The black roc still wanted to struggle, but the sword move was already done. How could he let it go? Sword Douluo snorted coldly, and the light of the sixth soul ring was completely released.
"Ten thousand swords return to the clan!"
With a low roar, ten thousand sharp swords cut through the air and gathered together, gradually forming a ten- to twenty-meter-long sword. The big sword cut down from the sky and slashed hard on the dark sky. Peng's back.
"Bang...!"
In an instant, a miserable and sharp sound resounded through the sky again, and blood and feathers fell from the sky. Then, with a "bang" sound, the Dapeng also fell from a height of several hundred meters and returned to the valley. Among them, he was wailing feebly.
The big sword dissipated. Sword Douluo stepped on the sword and looked at the black roc below. With a wave of his hand, several sharp swords burst out again, pinning the roc to the ground completely.
Listening to Dapeng's wail, Sword Douluo slowly fell down. At this time, Xiao Heng also jumped down from the height and walked to Sword Douluo's side.
"Do you want it to be a soul ring? If not, I will kill it directly." Sword Douluo looked at Xiao Heng and said calmly, as if he was killing a chicken instead of a soul beast that was about to be a hundred thousand years old. .
"That's it. Thank you teacher!" Xiao Heng nodded. The ninety-thousand-year-old soul beast is about to become a hundred-thousand-year-old. I can't find it even if I look for it. Why don't I want it? Moreover, he just discussed with Xiaocao Something happened.
"Okay, let's go! This beast doesn't have much resistance now. Just kill it and I will protect you." Sword Douluo said calmly, carrying his sword behind his back.
"Well! Thank you teacher!" Xiao Heng was not too polite, his soul power surged, and a snow-white long sword appeared in his hand. Holding the sword, he slowly walked towards the black roc.
Walking next to Dapeng, Dapeng still wanted to struggle, but the sword nailed to its body prevented it from moving. It neighed feebly and stared at Xiao Heng with a pair of dark pupils resentfully.
Xiao Heng's eyes were cold, he walked to the side of Dapeng's head, raised his long sword, and then stabbed variously towards the middle of the huge head.
"唳...!"
The cry sounded again. This time, it was full of energy, but it was also the last one.
Xiao Heng pulled out his sword and watched as the aura of the black Dapeng weakened little by little, and finally disappeared completely. He stretched out his hand, and a transparent force quietly blended into the Dapeng's body, which had not completely lost its vitality.
At the last moment of this roc's life, some of the shackles that restricted it in its body were quietly opened, and a new power emerged. Unfortunately, it no longer had the chance to use this power.
The soul ring appeared, but it was not the black soul ring as Sword Douluo expected, but a blood-red soul ring.
"Xiao Heng...!" Seeing the red soul ring, Sword Douluo spoke again, wanting to say something, but before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Xiao Heng.
"Teacher, don't worry!"
Looking at Xiao Heng's serious eyes, Sword Douluo finally nodded and said softly: "Be careful."
If it were Ning Rongrong, Sword Douluo would definitely not let her absorb this spirit ring, but Xiao Heng was different. This was basically a disciple he had forcibly acquired. His talent was so amazing that he felt that this child was the fifth The soul ring can withstand a hundred thousand years.
Xiao Heng sat cross-legged and slowly pulled the blood-red soul ring to his body. When the power from the soul ring was injected, Xiao Heng's body suddenly shook, and then quickly calmed down.
"Ah! It hurts a bit, but compared with the alien fire body training, it's still a lot worse." Xiao Heng murmured in his heart, feeling the stinging pain in his body. Although it hurt, it was just pain.
In the valley, looking at Xiao Heng who was fusing a hundred thousand year soul ring, Sword Douluo's eyes flashed with worry, but he still made no unnecessary moves. He believed in his disciple, and if he said it was possible, then it would definitely be possible, and, just Now it seems that this integration is very likely to succeed.
And this is indeed the case. Over the passage of time, Xiao Heng gradually adapted to the stinging pain. Then, the soul ring seemed to adapt to his body and began to slowly integrate into it.
This process lasted for about half an hour. During this process, Xiao Heng felt a huge force pouring into his body. He wanted to burst himself. He kept insisting, and finally, that force Overwhelm.
Then, the huge energy began to transform into Xiao Heng's own energy. It was transparent and poured out with traces of black soul power, pulling the soul ring to completely merge into Xiao Heng.
Seeing this scene, Sword Douluo breathed a deep sigh of relief, and then said with some emotion: "This kid is really a monster. If it were him, he should be able to reach that level! Even, that legend...! "
Time passed little by little again, and it was another half hour. At this time, it was almost dawn. Just when Xiao Heng completed the transformation of the last bit of power, a wisp of strange power seemed to flow into Xiao Heng's body. After wandering for a while, he stopped behind Xiao Heng.
Then, Xiao Heng's body suddenly spasmed, a large amount of sweat poured out from his forehead, and veins popped up on his forehead and arms.
Xiao Heng gritted his teeth, straightened his back, placed his hands on the ground, and shouted loudly: "Ah!"
Beside him, Sword Douluo's soul power surged out, but he did not dare to step forward. Although he was a titled Douluo, But he had never seen anything like this before, and shouted loudly: "Xiao Heng!"
"Teacher, I'm fine!" Xiao Heng clenched his teeth and crawled on the ground. Something seemed to be growing out of his back.
"Bang!"
With a muffled sound, all the clothes on Xiao Heng's back exploded, exposing his back. On his back, you can easily see that two protrusions are slowly forming behind his back.
(End of chapter)