Chapter 292 Left Leg Bone, Ambush in Secret (First update, 3000, please subscribe!)
In the Far North, looking at the body that was repaired after being crushed again, Xue Di's eyes were full of envy.
There is progress every time, it is truly worthy of being a divine body.
The body was recovering, and the soul power that was consumed greatly was also recovering rapidly. The soul power of level 80 was enough to obtain the eighth soul ring. Xue Di suddenly remembered:
"You've been at level 80 for such a long time, why don't you get the eighth spirit ring?"
"There's no rush for now. I already have a rough range of choices for the soul skills needed for the eighth soul ring, and the required soul beasts are not found in this far north." Fang Ling rejected his kindness.
It’s not easy to choose a soul ring.
His attack power is now off the charts, and with his divine body, defense is no longer a problem.
After much thought, I realized that the magical skill consumed too much soul power, so I could only fire about three shots.
Fang Ling prefers to obtain a soul power reserve type soul skill to get more trump cards.
Or it could come from a sufficiently powerful soul beast.
"How do you know there isn't one? Tell me what type of soul skill you want." Xue Di was ready to use her countless years of experience to help with reference.
"Are there any soul beasts related to fate or time?" Fang Ling looked at her for a moment and asked.
The Scythe of Death represents the attribute of death, and he will become the God of Death in the future, but he still yearns for this kind of higher power in his heart.
The reason is simple——
Strong enough.
"Fate..." Xue Di twitched the corner of his mouth.
The attribute of destiny is extremely rare among soul beasts. As far as she knows, it can only be born in the emperor's auspicious beast.
Where to find it now?
However, she happened to know a little about time.
"There is a dark evil tiger in the Star Dou Great Forest, which possesses the power of time." Xue Di said softly.
Fang Ling's face was calm: "I know the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger, what about the others?"
As a traverser, how could he not know about the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger, a soul beast on par with the Holy Angel? This was one of the candidates for the eighth soul ring.
But Tang San had never used it in the arena at that time, so it was hard to say what kind of soul skills he could get from the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger.
He wanted to know more.
"I don't know anything else." Xue Di searched for a long time in his vast memory, but still couldn't find it.
Soul beasts related to time are also extremely rare.
"You should have other options?" she asked.
Fang Ling pondered for a moment and said, "Or it could be an energy storage soul skill."
His spirit ring is not like that of Tang San and the others, which can only be used in the spirit master stage and are useless after becoming a god.
With the panel, the spirit rings can be infinitely upgraded! As long as the points are enough, after becoming a god, these spirit rings can naturally become god spirit rings, and spirit skills can be transformed into divine skills!
If your soul power is not enough to use too many magical skills, then you can have more soul power.
That is, allowing the undead to store more power.
This type of energy storage soul skill also exists. A kind of ant in the Star Dou Great Forest has it, and a kind of fish in the ocean also has it, but it will never exist in the Far North.
"Using the undead to store energy...really not." Xue Di shook her head.
The Far North is extremely cold, food is precious, and any excess energy is stored in the body.
Fang Ling's injuries were recovering at an extremely fast speed. The two were still chatting when a green light fell before their eyes.
The green hair flutters, with a wild beauty.
It was the Ice Emperor. She held an icy white left leg soul bone in her hand and threw it to Fang Ling:
"The invincible golden body soul bone you want."
"oh!"
Fang Ling exclaimed, a look of shock on his face, and quickly caught it.
Although the hand has not been fully repaired, the slight pain is nothing compared to the soul bone.
He said solemnly: "Thank you, Bingdi!"
The relationship between the several people has become much closer, and they can now call each other by their first names.
"I just speculated that the cold environment in the Far North is suitable for preserving soul bones. I said it tentatively, but I didn't expect to actually find it."
Touching the soul bone in his hand, Fang Ling's tone was full of gratitude.
This was the request he made to the Snow Emperor and the Ice Emperor, hoping to find a soul bone with invincible golden body soul skills.
A hundred thousand year soul beast that fails to pass the tribulation will not leave soul bones, but it may die accidentally in a fight, or a ten thousand year soul beast may produce soul bones after its death.
This is exactly what Fang Ling wanted.
Relying on the extremely cold and special environment of the Far North, there might be a soul bone stored there.
With the mentality of giving it a try, I proposed the idea to the two of them, and I didn't expect that they could actually find it.
Because the aftermath of the collision after using the magical skill last time caused eye injuries to his body, Fang Ling has been thinking about this soul skill all the time.
The invincible golden body can only defend against attacks below the level of gods, and the duration is very short.
But it doesn’t matter. As the soul ring ages, its effect will naturally increase!
"I didn't go looking for it randomly. In this far north, there just happens to be a kind of ice mammoth that has this skill."
"I went to ask among their tribe, and then found this only piece in the elephant tomb." Bingdi briefly explained the process of his search.
"Looking at its energy fluctuations, it's about 20,000 years, but for you, the age is not a problem."
"Thank you for running around for me, senior." Fang Ling hurriedly thanked him.
"No need to thank me. We have no use for it anyway." Xue Di shook her head. "It's an investment. I hope you can become a god soon."
After his body recovered, Fang Ling immediately absorbed the soul bone.
With this soul bone, your life will be more secure when you go to the ocean in the future.
…
After one month of sparring, he returned to Tiandou City as usual.
"Tang Hao and Tang San are coming to challenge me tomorrow?"
After returning from the Far North, Fang Ling heard this news from his teacher Dugu Bo and was extremely surprised.
I had clearly set up so many obstacles for Tang San, and the inner city was full of spineless people, but he still came out so quickly? But on second thought, with Tang Hao, the God of Killing who had passed through the Slaughter City, it was not impossible.
"Teacher, you said that Tang San wore a bronze mask and a black robe?" Fang Ling noticed something unusual after listening to Dugu Bo's description.
"Yes, he was wearing a black robe and a mask." Dugu Bo recalled the scene at that time and expressed his opinion, "I think his walking posture is a bit stiff."
"Maybe he is disfigured?" Fang Ling thought of the Road to Hell, the steaming lava blood lake. If Tang San really fell into it, he would definitely be seriously injured.
"Maybe..." Dugu Bo didn't know, but one thing was certain, "They came with bad intentions!"
"Just like what you said before, most likely you are here for the 100,000-year-old right leg bone of the Blue Silver Emperor."
Fang Ling shook his head nonchalantly: "It's okay, no matter what conspiracy there is, it's all in vain, Tang Hao can't beat me."
Now he still has the invincible golden body, so he will not be in danger even if the Hundred Thousand Years Explosion Ring is in front of him.
"Teacher, can you help me decide the location for the battle?" Fang Ling asked.
I can't wait.
Now that he's here, I'll just beat him to death.
Just in time to harvest a precious Titled Douluo Undead.
Tang Hao also possesses the secret teachings of the Haotian Sect. The Great Sumeru Hammer, the Explosive Ring, and the Nine Wonders of Haotian are all worth learning.
With the soul bones all over his body, he was just like a child carrying gold through a busy city, a pure moving treasure! His skills had already reached the top of the world. As a master of sickle technique, Fang Ling still had a humble heart.
On the tenth day, Tang San and Tang Hao arrived as promised.
Fang Ling's eyes swept over Tang Hao first.
Tang Hao's eyes were fixed on me as soon as he arrived. It turned out that their intentions were not pure, and the so-called challenge was probably just an excuse.
He looked like he was seriously ill. The first thing that caught my eye was his sallow complexion. He was still as slovenly as ever.
The soul power aura is relatively weak, only about level ninety.
He totally lacks the majesty of the world's number one weapon spirit, nor does he have the aura of dominating the world that the inheritor of the name Haotian Douluo should have.
The energy flow in Tang Hao's body was a little bumpy, his soul power was not flowing smoothly, and his meridians were full of blockages.
There were wounds all over his body, and he could only suppress them by relying purely on his domineering soul power.
It's not easy to maintain the ninetieth level of cultivation! But, not to mention the ring explosion, can he exert all the power of a Titled Douluo? Fang Ling doubted this.
It would be funny if he died from his injuries right after the battle began.
If this is true, Fang Ling will definitely ask the Spirit Hall to help promote him and make him the number one laughing stock in Douluo Continent.
I hope Tang Hao won’t disappoint anyone later.
Fang Ling turned his gaze to Tang San.
The black robe covered him tightly, not only his neck but even his hands were not exposed.
Spatial perception can sense the specific outline of an object. He was surprised to find that Tang San's body was full of potholes.
This is what the burn looks like after it has healed.
Did he really fall into the blood lake? Fang Ling wanted to laugh. Tang San had become so ugly now.
Judging from the uncontrolled overflow of murderous intent, Tang San's Killing God Domain is much weaker than before and is not worth mentioning at all.
Are they the only ones? No one knew that he easily killed a 100,000-year-old soul beast in the Far North, but the news that he killed a soul douluo in a second in the Tiandou court spread widely.
Calling upon the computing power of the undead to expand his spatial perception, endless information within a radius of twenty miles flooded into his mind, and a smile appeared on Fang Ling's lips.
There was indeed someone lying in ambush in the dark! His soul power was at level ninety-six, a rare peak Douluo.
Fang Ling could only think of one person who was close to Tang Hao and Tang San and had such cultivation level, and that was Tang Xiao, the leader of the Haotian Sect.
Interesting, really interesting! Feeling a little excited, Fang Ling greeted the two of them: "Your Majesty Haotian, Tang San, how are you?"
"I hope you are well." Tang San's voice was a little hoarse.
Staring at the high-spirited and spirited man in front of him, the fire of jealousy burned fiercely in his heart. I should have been like this! Fang Ling congratulated him, "I heard that Tang San, you also came out of the Slaughter City smoothly. Congratulations on obtaining the Killing God Domain."
Having inadvertently swept across Fang Ling's right leg just now, Tang San was even more eager to regenerate the soul bone of that severed limb.
But despite his eagerness, he did not alert the enemy and just responded, "Thank you!"
"How about I treat you guys to a meal first to celebrate, and then I'll accept your challenge after the meal?" Fang Ling greeted casually.
"No need, Fang Ling, I came here to challenge you. I have wanted to fight you for a long time." Tang San interrupted, then stabbed, "You said so much, I'm afraid you don't dare to accept the challenge?"
Fang Ling smiled calmly: "Soul Emperor challenges me, the Soul Saint..."
"Then satisfy your loser's request!"
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