My spirit of Douluo is the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda

Chapter 126
Ning Bai also closed his eyes tightly, and put his hands in front of his head, covering important parts.

He only felt a huge thrust, pushed back a few steps to stabilize his body, his face was a little wet, with a fishy smell, and he opened his eyes when he heard the screams in his ears.

It was the Eight Spider Lances who made the meritorious service!
The Eight Spider Lances in front of him completely blocked it, and beyond his expectation, the sharp barb penetrated into its thick fur.

Piles of red blood spurted from the wound like a fountain.

The blood was like money, and it was sprayed on Ning Bai crazily, but fortunately, the blood only had a bad smell, and it was not corrosive or poisonous.

Its complexion gradually twisted into a terrifying arc.

The joy of death emanated from the whole body, and the body leaned back, enduring the severe pain to get rid of its barbs.

The Eight Spider Lances would also grow along with him, if it was before, it wouldn't be the one that was injured, and the Eight Spider Lances might be broken.

Not caring about its movements, Ning Bai looked at the Eight Spider Lances in front of him with a little amazement.

Touching it, I am a little amazed at its tenacity.

Just when it was about to seize the opportunity to attack him, the Crying Blood White Tiger suddenly trembled, and a severe dizziness suddenly hit its mind.

At this time, the injection 'fountain' on its body surface had stopped operating, and the wounds on its body surface recovered quickly under its soul power, and soon, those fine wounds healed as before.

However, although the wound healed, the toxins were not so easily discharged.

The poison of the Eight Spider Lances would also become more difficult to deal with along with his soul power.

In Douluo Continent, using poison is a method that many people despise, but many people will use it when necessary.

The strange look on its face was quickly seen by Di Tian who was also staring at it.

Taking a deep look at Ning Bai with a sneer on his face, it seems that there are still many things I don't know about him...

Although it is not a human being or a soul master, it still does not affect its ability to know how difficult it is to drop such a soul bone.

Although this is the soul bone that hunted and killed its own race, it is not angry at the moment, only pleasantly surprised.

It has been completely tied to him, and the more powerful he reveals, the more powerful he is to it, the more hopeful it is to achieve that goal.

Once again, he rushed towards the soul beast on the ground that he regarded as ominous. Its huge body was still fast.

Although its current speed is far from being as fast as before becoming Ning Bai's second martial soul.

The Crying Blood White Tiger is logically able to dodge. Its speed may not be top-notch, but its explosive power can be seen from its perfectly muscular limbs.

It is also so, it is famous for its explosive power, it can dodge, but just when its body just moved, it found that the dizziness in its mind intensified.

Not only that, it also found that its body was numb and weak for a while.

Without moving, the negative influence on its body will become stronger.

With its current speed, of course it couldn't dodge 100%. It bit down on the cold tiger fangs that had swallowed an untold amount of blood, and jumped to the side with all its strength.

Ditian is not what it used to be, but its disciples are still there, and it has been known for many years as the number one powerhouse in the world of soul beasts.

Grabbing it easily, the dragon claws holding it slightly exerted force, and suddenly, there was a shrill scream that soared to the sky.

Taking a closer look, Ning Bai discovered that Ditian's seemingly unsharp dragon claws, which had never caught his attention, turned out to be so sharp.

"It's worthy of being called the Beast God. I didn't expect to be able to do this with just the state of the soul!"

Rao Yi could not help but admire Ning Bai's heart.

Regardless of the fact that he just pierced its skin with the Eight Spider Lance, only he knows that a large part of the reason is because of its too much forward momentum.

This is also the key factor for the Eight Spider Lances to pierce its skin apart from its original sharpness.

Moreover, the depth of the puncture was very shallow, only a little deeper, which showed how firm its skin was.

The picture was very miserable at one point, under its force, the weeping blood white tiger in its claws really wanted to break free, but the sudden sense of powerlessness and dizziness kept coming, and it was not affected by the misery it was facing at the moment. It seems to stop.

It is like a blood sac right now, a container with an incomparably large capacity. There are five small holes in its body, more than the ones that bleed out just now.

Ditian didn't let go, allowing its blood to flow down its paws.

Feeling the movement in its claws gradually diminishing, it lowered its head to take a look, only to see that the mighty and domineering Weeping Blood White Tiger was dying at this moment.

Although it lives by absorbing blood, and also grows stronger through cultivation, it doesn't mean that the blood will always be stored in its body.

It just absorbs the energy essence in those blood, and those discarded ordinary blood will naturally be excreted by it.

Sea water is immeasurable, but its quantity is not infinite. At this moment, it finally begins to become sluggish.

Ning Bai was also speechless for a while, although it may not be meaningful to compare humans with soul beasts.

But it has been bled just now, and it has not shown signs of decline until now.

Coincidentally, the place where the blood dripped was the deep pit of the lake that had just been drained, and there was already obvious blood flowing in the deep pit at this moment.

This made the corner of his mouth twitch. If it was him, he would have died long ago.

Without the slightest mercy, Ditian threw it on the ground indifferently, and the blood on its body instantly soaked the ground.

It is not afraid that it will take the opportunity to escape, because it knows that the latter is already dying at this time.

As far as its dying body is concerned, it is an extravagant hope to move.

Ignoring its eyes full of resentment and fear, Ditian turned his head to look at Ning Bai who was silent at the side: "You have the last blow."

As a family of victims all the year round, it also knows that the soul ring can only be absorbed by killing it with its own hands.

"Okay." Ning Bai nodded, and walked towards the weeping blood white tiger lying on the ground.

If it wasn't for the slight ups and downs of its chest, he would even have thought it was dead.

The Eight Spider Lances on his back walked instead of him, he was like a giant spider right now, the only difference was that his spider legs were all behind his back.

Where the Eight Spider Lances had been inserted, that small piece of land became corrupt, and a pitch black color appeared.

Finally, when he came to it, with a blank expression on his face, the Eight Spider Lances on the back moved with his thoughts, and raised two of them.

It was inserted into its body fiercely, and during the period, it was only stopped by its skin for a moment before it was successfully inserted.

In the end, the Crying Blood White Tiger could only look desperately at the ever-expanding black in its pupils, and after the severe pain in its body made it desperate, its consciousness finally collapsed.

(End of this chapter)