Douluo's fancy development blue silver grass

On the slippery moss on the shore, the third captain found the place where the last traces were scattered.

'What are these little brats planning on doing?This place is unremarkable, and it doesn't look like a direction to escape from. '

The third captain looked carefully at the surrounding environment. There were ancient trees everywhere and various ferns growing on the ground.

Occasionally, there is a car from the blue silver grass dotted among them. This kind of easy-to-feed plant is found all over the continent. It is not surprising to see it everywhere.

But what Captain Zhang didn't realize was that this blue silver grass was not simple.

Although Tang San lost the Man-Faced Demon Spider gift pack, he also lost skills such as attached soul bone and spider web restraint.

But what the branch brought him was unparalleled intelligence capabilities in the past.

Each piece of bluesilver grass that comes out is like an extension of perception, allowing him to perceive the surrounding environment without being noticed by others.

The prey has already entered the predetermined cage.

Exploring along the traces, the third captain suddenly felt something was wrong.

He stopped moving forward and stood where he was.Carefully discern the surrounding environment.

'Yes, it's too quiet here. A smile appeared on his face covered by night clothes.

'Hoho, don't you choose to run away, but are you thinking of becoming my enemy? '

The three people who were hiding in the distance and looking here breathlessly, their heartbeats skipped a beat at this time.

A flash of spiritual thought flashed through the hearts of the three of them.

'Could it be that our plan has been discovered? '

The ghosts were in solemn silence, and the forest shrouded seemed to be brewing with a storm.

As the third captain moved forward again, the three little ones' hearts gradually relaxed.

But in fact, there are only a handful of opponents on this continent who have strong mental strength and enough eyesight to identify the traps in such a dim environment.

In this continent where strength is valued, there are very few soul masters who choose to specialize in such a direction.

It may only be possible for some assistance and healing soul masters to do this.

From the perspective of the third captain, the various traces here and the faint soul power spilling in the air indicate that these prey have been lingering here for a long time.

Are they setting a trap?The third captain quickly removed this ridiculous idea from his mind.

Traps, if there are traps that can pose a threat to the Soul Saint, they will be the hottest auction items in every auction house.

If there is anyone who has the most power to compete with high-level soul masters, it must be the small lords from various places who rely on blood inheritance to maintain their rule.

Most of these small lords from various places have been limited to the soul emperor level and below due to insufficient talents and training resources since ancient times.

Small lords would choose to support some high-level soul masters as a guarantee of their safety and rule. The huge cost made many traditional lords dare not speak out.

Wuhundian probably grasped this key contradiction and was able to develop rapidly in the past few decades and hundreds of years, because they provided another option.

Let’s not talk about Wuhun Palace’s past.At this time, the third captain focused his attention on a sudden large wooden pile in front.

The vines on the wooden piles regenerated and seemed to have been cut off by something, and there was also a faint smell of burning on them.

It was obviously the traces left after being burned by flames not long ago.

What puzzled the third captain was that there was a wooden pile left empty here, so where did the remaining tree trunks and branches go?

The answer quickly became apparent.

The severed vines suddenly moved and severely bound the third captain's feet.

It is a skill that is a mixture of branching and blue-silver winding.

But for a soul saint, this comes from the strength of a soul master's third soul skill.

All you need to do is mobilize your physical strength and you can easily break free in less than 0.2 seconds.

How many 0.2 seconds of hesitation can be tolerated in a battle between life and death?

The third captain watched helplessly as the grass suddenly exploded less than 20 steps away.

A kid with short, thick black hair and a muscular build emerged from inside.

Then he caught a glimmer of golden light in the corner of his eye, followed by a sharp pain.

The six major acupoints, Juque, Shangqu, Qimen, Zhangmen, Shenque, and Qihai, were all hit by the plate crystal haired golden dragon whisker needles.The dragon's beard needle and the flesh and blood fascia were entangled together and twisted into a knot, instantly blocking the flow of qi and blood between these acupoints.

The soul power of the third captain was also stagnated.

Then two more golden lights flew towards his waist and eyes.

The third captain, who had tasted the power of hidden weapons, could not help but wave his hands to move the wings behind his back. The martial soul generated a force of energy and knocked away the two vicious golden needles.

Coke suddenly fell into the trap, and at this time, his door was wide open.

Then he saw four iron galls coming towards his face, one after the other.

The third captain had no time to return to defense, so he could only summon up a small amount of soul power to protect his vital points, and watched helplessly as the thing exploded next to his ears.

A huge sound erupted instantly.

Immediately afterwards, the exploded iron gall sputtered out many fine needles and a cloud of poisonous mist.

Severe pain!Hot!
His senses were constantly alerting his brain, and the poisonous mist from Tang San's added ingredients made him lose his eyesight in an instant.

The sound caused by the collision also made him feel like a water and land dojo was created in his mind, with chimes, cymbals, and cymbals ringing at the same time.

Two of the five senses have been stripped away, and the final killing move follows one after another.

The moment Tang San fired the hidden weapon of the Golden Dragon Beard Needle, Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun had already pulled out the two mechanism pins that were stuck on the tree stump.

The two tree stumps moved towards their goal without hesitation, carrying a whistling sound and incomparable momentum.

The first second when the pin leaves the stake.

The crunching sound of the vines pulling on the tree trunks was endless.

2 seconds.

The tree trunks scraped and the various branches made a rustling sound.

Third second.

Two wooden piles traveling at a speed of one hundred miles an hour roared towards them, carrying a weight of nearly two hundred tons.

A dull sound was like a heavy hammer hitting the hearts of everyone present.

On the tree stump, flesh and blood spurted out like crushed tomatoes.

But the faces of Tang San and others were extremely ugly.

The third captain's consciousness was a little blurry at this time, and he spurted out a large amount of blood.

But he didn't seem to feel the pain. He exerted force on his feet and easily broke free of the bluesilver grass that restrained him, and then pulled out his right hand that was completely mashed from the wooden stake step by step.

Under the heavy blow from the wooden stake, his right chest had been completely destroyed, and the broken ribs were deeply embedded in his right lung.

The membrane outside his pericardium had been shattered by such a huge external force, and synovial fluid flowed out of his pericardium. Every heart beat was a kind of torture for him.

At that moment, he could only turn his body sideways, less than half a meter.

It was this half meter that saved his life.

The third captain, who was dragging his right hand with raw bones, covered in blood and his eyes were red, exuded an evil spirit that made all three people present feel terrified.

At this time, Tang San also fell into extremely shocked state.

'Is this the Soul Saint? Even if his body is so damaged, he can still exude such a powerful aura. '

The next moment, the third captain moved.

His purple soul ring emitted a dazzling light, and then his wings began to dance with all their strength after absorbing the light from Huan Huan.

The wind picked up, and those present realized something.

"run!"

Dai Mubai roared loudly and jumped away from the tree trunk without caring about the others.

The others also quickly backed away as if awakening from a dream, but it was already too late.

Tang San will bear the bitter consequences of his recklessness.

Face the attack from the powerful Soul Saint. (End of chapter)