Chapter 257: High-level Undead, Demonic Spider King Tang San (Second update, please subscribe!)
However, this is just an unexpected little surprise.
Fang Ling did not kill for soul bones, but after killing so many soul beasts to get this one, it still seemed too rare.
"A 50,000-year-old right arm bone with ice attribute..."
Take it in your hand and look at it carefully.
This is a soul bone that is white like solid ice. Its surface is covered with countless white ice crystals, and cold soul power flows through it.
A complete 50,000-year-old limb soul bone is a top-grade soul bone that can cause a bloody disaster if it is placed in the world.
Unfortunately, no one around me can use it.
Looking at the fluctuations of internal power, it is no surprise that it is an ice-attribute attack on the soul bone, and the attributes are inconsistent and the age is too low.
It is not suitable for Yanyan and her friends, nor is it suitable for the teacher.
Fang Ling touched his right arm. He already had the wolf thief's right arm bone, but he couldn't use it.
It can only be said that it is chicken ribs, tasteless to eat and a pity to throw away.
I won’t sell it if I’m not short of money.
So besides absorption, is there any other use for this soul bone?
Fang Ling remembered that it could be used as a soul guide.
However, considering that Douluo can only make lamps, carriage shock absorbers, hot water heaters and other rudimentary technologies, it is better to forget it.
The soul power is still flowing into the realm of the dead. The fifty thousand year old snow owl is irresistibly transforming into a dead soul...
In a flash, a flash of inspiration came to my mind and another idea appeared.
Fang Ling had another brilliant idea! He also put this soul bone into the realm of the dead, and then directly placed it into the soul of the snow owl that was turning into a dead spirit.
The cornerstone of the Undead Kingdom has a space-related soul bone that can be used as a storage soul guide.
I don't usually use it this way, but that doesn't mean it can't be used this way.
It's just that the extreme power of death is everywhere inside, so it's difficult to store other sundries.
At this time, in order to verify the idea in your mind, it doesn't hurt to give it a try.
If successful, the countless trivial soul bones obtained in the sea will be put to use in the future.
Fang Ling found a place to rest and focused all his attention on the kingdom of the dead.
The soul bone came from the snowy owl. Its soul, which was about to be soaked in the ultimate death energy, almost immediately tightly wrapped the soul bone that came from itself.
The extreme death energy was infecting the world, the gray color was devouring the white ice crystals, and the consumption of soul power increased suddenly.
Even the Shura power could be devoured by the power of death. Fang Ling watched the whole process and learned something from the panel. Naturally, the right arm bone of the 50,000-year-old snowy owl could not withstand it.
The color symbolizing death and extinction gradually deepened, and the original white color of ice faded away little by little, until it was about to turn into a soul bone with death attributes.
This is the rhythm of success! Seeing this, Fang Ling's eyebrows moved slightly, unable to hide his joy, and suddenly increased the supply of soul power.
If one wants to use the power of death to devour the energy of a fifty-thousand-year soul bone, a huge amount of soul power is required.
However, for a top soul master like him whose soul power far exceeds that of his peers, it is just a piece of cake.
Fang Ling stared expectantly.
…
Meanwhile, in the city of killing.
Tang San has been here for more than half a year.
Compared to when he first arrived here, there was a chill in his expression, and even his body was emitting a faint smell of blood.
Cold, bloodthirsty, cruel... He has only won fifteen games, but he is already the person with the most wins in the Hell Killing Field and has been given the title of Demon Spider King.
That’s right, only fifteen games!
Because the inner city was sparsely populated, he only won fifteen battles and killed nearly two hundred people.
Not as many as the day Fang Ling first came in.
That makes sense.
After Fang Ling and Hu Liena swept through the Slaughter City, what tough bones could be left? High-level soul masters above Soul Saint were specially hunted down and killed to obtain undead spirits and points, leaving Tang San with only some leftovers.
The rest are just spineless people with no dignity and low cultivation!
It was visible to the naked eye that, out of fear of the killing power of this genius of the Clear Sky Hammer, the number of people in the inner city was decreasing, and they all hid in the outer city.
When he first came in, he could play three games a month, but now he can only play one game a month. It will take more than seven years to get out of Slaughter City. Tang San was almost angry to death.
Fighting like this won't even serve the purpose of training! Originally, I came to the City of Slaughter to participate in the hard training, but who would have thought that now I can only meditate here every day?
The Shrek team has a five-year agreement. Can I catch up with them if I am doing this way?
Including special training, more than two and a half years have passed, and there are still eighty-five games left.
And the root of all this comes from Fang Ling!
Tang San thought of Fang Ling, the bastard who made the Slaughter City empty, and was immediately furious: "Fang Ling, you idiot, fuck you... You really know how to die!"
He, who came from the Tang Sect, cursed viciously using words that he was familiar with.
He wanted to kill someone to vent his anger, but he was worried that it would happen once every two months, so he could only vent his anger on buildings.
He was so frustrated that his face turned red, and the Eight Spider Lance on his back, which was covered with brutal magic patterns and as red as blood, kept shaking with his body and uncontrollable rage.
After a long time, he finally vented his anger and stopped cursing.
Tang San sat quietly, and his mood finally calmed down.
Stroking the sharp tip of the spear behind him, he sighed slightly. Now only the Eight Spider Lance could bring him some comfort.
The trip to the City of Slaughter was not going smoothly, but his cultivation level increased extremely fast.
The glass of Bloody Mary that Tang Hao gave aroused his son's desire that had been suppressed for two years.
When Tang San thought that Fang Ling might grow very fast, but his twin martial souls were always being trampled under his feet from all directions, he began to devour them indignantly.
Even a jerk has soul power, and the level of soul power is growing rapidly, and is now almost reaching the level of Soul Emperor.
And watching Tang San's impotent rage, the King of Slaughter sneered again and again: "How interesting."
From the blood connection and martial spirit, he could sense that this person was Tang Chen's direct descendant.
But now they are trapped here because of the small population in the inner city, wasting their talents. It is really cause for celebration!
"Great King, what's interesting?" a woman with a curvy figure asked softly.
"It's hilarious that Tang Chen's talented younger generation is trapped here." The King of Killing laughed.
The laughter diluted the anger of the third God of Death who would be born in the future.
Tang Hao was on his way to the City of Slaughter at this time, with eager anticipation in his heart, hoping to know about his son's growth.
The Far North, the outskirts, the Ice Canyon.
Before we knew it, the sun was slowly setting.
The Snow Owl Undead with soul bones finally took shape! It wouldn't take this long for a normal Undead to take shape, but the Snow Owl was different.
Snowy Owls look just like normal undead.
But it doesn't feel so illusory, it seems more real.
Not only does it have a soul, it also has soul bones as its core, and its strength is not as low as that of ordinary undead.
His strength has been reduced after losing his physical body, but he is no longer an undead energy body with only consciousness left.
The Undead Snow Owl, which possesses soul bones, is much stronger than the Blue Silver King, who is equivalent to a great soul master, and can probably be considered a soul king!
It has already opened up a gap with other undead.
After thinking about it, Fang Ling called it "high-level undead".
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