Douluo: My martial spirit is Xuanyuan Xia Yujian

Chapter 12 Sun Realm and Boiling Blood
After the soul ring is successfully absorbed, the benefits it brings to the body are really great. The feeling of comfort that makes every pore cheer is beyond words.

Xuanyuan Qingli quietly enjoyed this pleasure, and after a long time, she slowly returned to normal.

He stood up, it was already bright, and his naked body glowed like gold and jade in the sunlight.

Feng Fei groaned and quickly covered her eyes, but her eyes peeked between her fingers, and she was deeply attracted by His Highness's jade-like face and perfect body.

Xuanyuan Qingli took out a set of clothes from the soul guide. After putting them on, she felt they didn't fit well, with parts of her arms and calves exposed.

After he absorbed the soul ring, his body grew taller. He looked about eight or nine years old, and his previous clothes became smaller.

"Golden Crow, possessed!"

Xuanyuan Qingli gave a soft drink, and dark red flames surged from her body. A pair of noble and gorgeous slender wings spread out from her back. A flame divine pattern also appeared on her forehead. The golden lines on the wings seemed to come alive, exuding a dazzling beauty. The light made his whole body look like a god descending to earth.

He walked some distance away, stretched out his hands: "Sun Domain, open!"

I saw a golden ray of light spread from Xuanyuan Qingli, covering a distance of ten meters in an instant. Within the range of the golden light, the air instantly became extremely hot, the flowers, plants and trees were burned in an instant, and even the dust on the ground was burning. Softening.

But Feng Fei, who was outside the golden light, felt her eyes darken and a cool breeze hit her face. She was shocked to find that all the light and heat in the air seemed to be absorbed by the golden light.

After a moment, Xuanyuan Qingli withdrew the golden light, and Feng Fei looked at him with admiration, "Is this your soul skill? It's so powerful!"

Xuanyuan Qingli shook his head and said: "It's not a soul skill, it's my talent field, called the sun field. This is just the field of the initial form. Within the field, all attributes and powers of the enemy are weakened by 20%, and all attributes and powers of one's own are increased. Twenty percent, and can burn flowers, plants and trees, and absorb the light and heat between heaven and earth to restore the soul power consumption."

It was the first time Feng Fei heard about the field, and she didn't quite understand what the increase and decrease of 20% each meant. She just thought it was very powerful, but she was not too shocked.

His Highness has given her too many surprises. No matter what kind of incredible abilities he possesses, she takes them for granted.

"Then what is your soul skill?"

"The soul skill is called blood boiling."

A strange flash flashed in Xuanyuan Qingli's eyes. If he remembered correctly, the eighth soul skill possessed by the beautiful elder of Wuhun Hall was called blood boiling.

And her martial spirit seems to be a spiritual kite. It was a flaming eagle at first, and later transformed into a spiritual kite. However, whether it is a flaming eagle or a flaming spiritual kite, they are both extremely powerful spirit beasts. Otherwise, this kind of martial spirit It is also impossible to become a titled Douluo.

He glanced at the huge corpse of the Fire Eagle. Could it be that this soul beast was actually the legendary Flame Eagle?

Thinking about it, it doesn't seem impossible. Even though this flame eagle is only eleven hundred years old, it is definitely the overlord of the Soul Hunting Forest. It is not even considered to be in captivity. If it leaves on its own, there will be no one. Can stop it.

At its flying speed, if it were not a flying soul master, even the soul emperor would not be able to kill it.

There are no powerful soul masters around the Soul Hunting Forest. For example, in Notting City, the most powerful dean of Notting College is just a soul master. His martial arts and soul skills are very useless. In the original work, he helped Tang It took a lot of effort for the third one to obtain the ghost vines that were more than 600 years old.

If this Fire Eagle is really a Flame Eagle, Xuanyuan Qingli feels that she is also very lucky. Being able to kill it must have a lot of luck. But this Flame Eagle gave up the few members of the Soul Hunting Group last night and pursued it wholeheartedly. If it touches him, then he can only run away and pray to get rid of the other party before his soul power is exhausted.

Xuanyuan Qingli was secretly glad in her heart.

The main attack method of the blood-boiling soul skill is to control the enemy's blood, speeding up the blood flow ten to a hundred times, and finally bursting the heart. At the same time, it ignites the enemy's blood with its own flames, causing its blood to boil and burn. It will spontaneously combust to death from the inside out. It can be attacked alone or in groups. There is no way to avoid or hide. You can only use your own soul power. resistance.

This is undoubtedly a powerful skill. Perhaps this soul skill is not very useful after becoming a Titled Douluo, but it is enough in the early transitional period.

"Let's go, now continue to find the soul beast for you."

Feng Fei said hurriedly: "Our tent hasn't been packed up yet!"

"Then go back and pack the tent first."

Xuanyuan Qingli burned Wu Cheng's body and returned along the original road, where the tent was still pitched. Immediately put it back into the soul guide and continue on the road.

There was no harvest for several days, until the afternoon of the fourth day, a cold wind needle beast was finally discovered in a cave.

This beast looks a bit like a wasp. It can send out countless wind needles as thin as cow hairs. Moreover, the wind carries strong cold air. After entering the human body, it can freeze the human blood and soul power, and even invade the five internal organs and turn into cold poison. In short, it is very Vicious.

Xuanyuan Qingli flicked out a flame and burned countless wind needles. She squinted her eyes and looked at the beast, nodded and said: "It is about thirty-eight centimeters long, the year is three hundred and eighty, and the bloodline is not weak, so it is suitable. "

Feng Fei's face was filled with joy, knowing that she could not compete with His Highness, so she nodded quickly and said: "That's it."

The purple soul ring on Xuanyuan Qingli's body flashed, and her blood was boiling. The cold wind beast screamed, its skin turned blood red, and hot blood tears flowed from its eyes. In an instant, dark red flames ignited on its body.

The power of the blood-boiling soul skill is related to the flame intensity of the soul master. The Sun Golden Crow Fire owned by Xuanyuan Qingli can be called the strongest fire in the world. It has the ultimate attributes since awakening from the divine blood. The blood-boiling soul skill released by Xuanyuan Qingli , its power is almost indestructible, and it can only be resisted with soul power.

For nearly four hundred years, the cold wind beast had been attacked by this soul technique without any resistance, and most of its life was lost in the blink of an eye.

Xuanyuan Qingli withdrew her soul skill, but the cold wind beast was already dying and fell to the ground twitching.

"Okay, you go kill it."

Xuanyuan Qingli took out a dagger and handed it to Feng Fei.

Feng Fei walked up to the cold wind beast, her hands trembling slightly. She gritted her teeth, closed her eyes, and stabbed the dagger into the cold wind beast's head.

After a scream, a yellow soul ring floated from the body of the cold wind beast.

Feng Fei hurriedly sat on the ground and used her mind to pull the soul ring over. She spread her left hand and the countless flying sand gradually dissipated, revealing a bit of gold in the center. It was the core body of the sand martial spirit. The countless flowing fine sand came from It is differentiated from the ontology of this particle.

There is no secret to absorbing the soul ring. Just use your mind to pull the soul ring over, then guard the martial soul, stay awake, and wait for the soul ring to fuse on its own to derive soul skills.

As the soul ring was covered with golden sand, a look of pain appeared on Feng Fei's face. She gritted her teeth and persisted. There was no danger. After three or four hours, she successfully absorbed the soul ring.

Feng Fei stood up and saw some changes. Her skin was fairer and smoother, and her height had grown a few centimeters. She was over 1.7 meters tall at the age of twelve. Although she was still slim and slender, the areas where flesh should be grown were fuller. .

(End of this chapter)