Chapter 189: Instant Kill, Another Head Soul Bone (Second Update, Please Subscribe!)
"That's true. There's no need for a dead person to say much." Fang Ling smiled slightly to show his approval.
No matter what Shi Nian was thinking, whether it was because of the bounty offered by the Xing Luo Empire, or because he was excited to see the tragic state of the genius before his death, or maybe...
He is already dying!
The illusion cannot block the Red-Gold Divine Pupil, nor can it block Fang Ling's powerful mental power, not to mention that it is only a 20% illusion, which is a huge joke.
Fang Ling remembered that Shi Nian had a head soul bone, which was just right for collection.
There was a flash of gray light in his hand, and a long-handled sickle of extraordinary texture appeared in his hand.
There are five soul rings surrounding his body, two yellow, one purple and two black, which move rhythmically up and down, giving people an extremely strong visual impact.
Even Shi Nian, a Soul Saint, only had three black ones.
"To be able to reach the Soul King at this age, and to have two ten thousand year soul rings, is indeed amazing enough, but I am already a Soul Saint, boy, you are dead!"
"You will perish in extreme pain, and this pain will be inflicted by yourself."
Shi Nian sneered repeatedly, mocking his attempt to resist.
Soul King challenges Soul Saint?
Why don't you go to heaven?
The sound gradually became fainter, and everything around him became hazy, as if he had gone far away, or had disappeared.
Everything that was originally clear around me began to change.
Fang Ling was slightly surprised to find that the martial spirit in his hand seemed to have a thin layer of barrier. He felt that it was still in his hand, but there seemed to be a thin veil between his sight.
The world began to change dramatically, with faint light and shadows appearing, and he seemed to have returned to the deserted courtyard of his childhood.
but……
Some are too weak.
His expression was extremely strange, and he had to try very hard not to laugh out loud.
I feel that this layer of spiritual power covering my body is too weak, almost like a layer of paper.
Faced with the powerful mental strength enhanced by the hundred thousand year old head soul bone, it was almost broken with just one poke.
The deserted courtyard was like a video with the brightness turned down to the lowest setting.
But, you are a Soul Saint, and a Soul Saint specializing in the spiritual system, do you have to be so vulnerable? Fang Ling could see that Shi Nian's seventh soul ring was constantly releasing a dazzling black light, which could be said to be his best effort.
The other several spirit rings have also begun to glow.
A sinister smile appeared on the old face at that time, and the wrinkles on his face were shaking with laughter. The pleasure that emerged in his turbid eyes made his already disgusting face even more hideous and brutal.
It's so ugly that it's really disgusting to look at.
Fang Ling felt emotional and pretended to struggle with a look of pain on his face. At the same time, he held the sickle upside down and slowly aimed the dull grey blade at his neck.
He gradually walked towards the time.
Just pretend and give people a little respect.
The distance is a bit far, so the Silver Emperor Flash must be used twice in a row.
"Commit suicide quickly, commit suicide quickly!" Shi Nian wished he could see Fang Ling die immediately. He leaned against the wall with a cruel, perverted and weird smile on his face.
He liked this kind of scene of killing geniuses the most, especially a peerless genius like Fang Ling.
But Fang Ling was about to hang him, and when the sickle blade approached, he immediately tried to take it away.
"You're a genius as expected, and you're quite tenacious!" Shi Nian pursed his lips tightly, he was so angry that he was about to have a heart attack.
Before he knew it, Fang Ling had stepped within twelve meters of him, and then he suddenly looked up.
Looking at the bright red-gold eyes, sensing the soul skill that was penetrated by the extremely powerful mental power, Shi Nian felt a pain in his mind and shouted, "Not good!"
Just as he was about to react, he saw a flash of purple light, and the sickle was swung, with a thin layer of soul power covering it.
As the sickle was swung, it brought with it a layer of purple starlight.
The 40,000-year-old Law-Breaking Blade is already the eighth soul skill of many Soul Douluo. For a purely spiritual soul master like Shi Nian who relies on illusions to hurt people, it is absolutely irresistible and powerful.
Shi Nian wanted to hide, but his old body and lack of any soul skills such as teleportation meant that even though his reaction was okay, he was not as fast as Fang Ling.
Mental power can only allow Shi Nian to perceive the process of his own death more clearly.
"It shouldn't be like this..." After uttering these five words, an old head fell to the ground alone, with blood gushing out of its body.
There was only confusion in the old man's eyes, and the remaining consciousness in his brain was muttering frantically: "I am a Soul Saint!"
"How can a Soul King break my Soul Skills..."
He was unwilling to accept this! However, no matter how unwilling he was, he could only think about this. Without nourishment, his brain stopped functioning, and the remaining consciousness had dissipated.
The broken soul of the dream, time and years, dead! The broken neck was as smooth as a mirror. In an instant, bright red blood spurted out two meters high from the artery, and the body fell to the ground with a "click".
"Tsk, a fountain of blood." Fang Ling exclaimed in amazement.
This is the beauty of intensity, cruel, bloody, but also with a kind of weird beauty.
The blood fountain dyed the surroundings red.
The place that Shi Nian found was extremely secluded and there was no one in sight, but this was just the right opportunity for Fang Ling.
His mental power swept around and confirmed again that there was no trace of human beings. Fang Ling's fifth soul ring moved slightly, and a faint light and shadow followed the sickle blade into the undead space.
Undead: 491→492/1000 Satisfied to see Shi Nian’s soul being enslaved, he released his mental power and awakened the three confused women.
The three of them opened their eyes and immediately saw blood spurting everywhere. The ground was covered in blood and they trembled with fear.
"Fang Ling? What is this?" Dugu Yan calmed down and asked anxiously.
Before, Fang Ling suddenly held hands with Zhu Zhuqing. Was it because of this person?
"Soul Saint, Canmeng Shinian, the dean of Canghui College." Fang Ling walked over and pressed his head. "This old guy dared to attack, he is really looking for death. He looks very impressive, a Soul Saint, but how can he beat me?"
A faint force of death surged out from his hand, and in the blink of an eye, the head with eyes open turned into ashes.
There was only a piece of colorful bone left on the ground, about three inches in diameter, emitting a faint colorful light all over, and looking like a miniature skull.
The power of death did not cause any erosion to it, but was bounced away immediately.
"Soul bone!" Ye Lingling's beautiful blue eyes trembled violently.
"This..." Zhu Zhuqing opened her lips slightly, her heart beating violently, and her face turned red in an instant.
The three of them knew that Fang Ling had a soul bone for regenerating a severed limb, and that he had also obtained a 20,000-year-old head soul bone when hunting for the fifth soul ring, but they did not expect to obtain a soul bone right here.
It's a skull again.
Then, wouldn't this soul bone, which obviously has a soul power fluctuation of ten thousand years, belong to one of them?
For a moment, the three of them looked at each other, their hearts beating fast.
Who will Fang Ling give this soul bone to?
Fang Ling didn't play with it for too long. He tossed it and put it into his Frost and Snow Ring.
He immediately saw what the three women were thinking, and used the power of death to destroy the bodies and remove the blood. While watching the wind blow away the ashes, he smiled helplessly: "Okay, don't let your imagination run wild. Go back and listen to what I have to say."
Fang Ling has a panel that can add points and absorb garbage soul bones, but they can't.
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