Barbarian in Douluo

Chapter 84 084 Gatling—Sacred Dragon

Tang Sangang swiped his sickle at the sacred dragon, but the master himself was quite frightened, while Flender and Liu Erlong didn't feel much.

At this moment, Grandmaster and the sacred dragon are one, and only he, as a martial soul, can feel the horror of this hammer and sickle.It's plain and ordinary, but it has the power to move the world.

Dealing with a small martial soul is naturally even easier.

"Now I'm starting to create artificial spirits, teacher, hold on, every hammer I hit is equivalent to hitting your spirit, you must hold on!"

The master and the sacred dragon nodded at the same time, and their firm eyes showed their determination. They have reached this point, but it was unsuccessful!Then become benevolent!
Tang Sangang waved the harvesting sickle with his left hand, and the sacred dragon began to slowly become unreal, the golden scales began to melt, and the dragon's horns gradually shortened, like a piece of heated chocolate, slowly becoming square.

At this time, the master only felt that he could no longer control the sacred dragon, but the perception was still there, that is to say, every hammer in the future would be the same as when he was thrown into the air by the Tang San bars three months ago.

Tang Sangang stretched out his hand to touch the golden "chocolate", but his hand went straight through it. His heart moved and he used his soul power to touch it. Sure enough, he could feel it, and it would change if it was too late. Tang Sangang waved the harvesting sickle again, figuratively Hua's soul power was cut off, and with the assistance of his father Tang Hao, he picked up the upgrade hammer in his right hand and urged the soul power to start "calcining".

The upper limit of Tang Sangang's soul power is still a mystery. I only know that I can at least pretend to be the soul power of the Title Douluo. When the soul power explodes during the battle, the opponent can clearly feel your level through comparison.

But his soul power can only be described in four words as unfathomable and unfathomable through the feelings of his father Tang Hao and mother A Yin. Tang Sangang is dumbfounded, unfathomable?sorry i'm male...

Can't you change the word?Like Optimus Pillar...

clang ~ clang ~
Wrap low-level soul power with high-level soul power as a furnace, and then hammer and hammer continuously hit the sacred dragon that has turned into an "iron ingot". One hammer down is really hitting the master's mind , a splitting headache.

Every time the first ten hammers were struck, the veins on the master's neck would bulge, his eyes would protrude, and his silver teeth would be clenched, as if he was being tortured.

After fifty hammers, his face was as white as paper, and his whole body was drenched, like a fish thrown ashore.

After a hundred hammers, his eyeballs rolled up and his body convulsed.Only the shaking that matched the sound of the beating was left on the body.

With five hundred hammers, only half of one life is left. The amount of sweating alone is enough to die three times.

One thousand hammers!There is already air in but not out. Under normal circumstances, this person is about to die. Tang Sangang has already stopped, but his mother A Yin's move "Wild fire is endless, spring breeze blows again" is enough to restore people to the original, so Tang San The bar didn't stop for the slightest bit, and I forced myself not to look at the teacher's tragic situation during the whole process, otherwise I was worried that my mind would be disturbed and I would make a big mistake.

Two thousand hammers!
Yu Xiaogang should be renamed Xianyugang, his whole body has lost weight, his face is terribly pale, without a trace of blood, and there are white salt and alkali on his body, which is all from sweating, and he has no reaction after the thousand hammers. If it wasn't for breathing and heartbeat, Tang Hao always told the master that he was still alive, and Tang Sangang thought the teacher was dead.

Two thousand 330 three hammers!

You're done!A seemingly illusory gold Gatling machine gun appeared in the air. The six barrels were painted in dazzling gold, and the outside of the barrel was decorated with a dragon head. If you look directly at the muzzle of the gun, you will see the golden dragon opening its bloody mouth. generally.There are two dragon claws on each side of the square handle, and there are dragon wing patterns on both sides of the gun body.The overall look is very local gold, cool and crazy!
Tang Sangang took the Gatling machine gun produced by the system, and used his soul power to slowly inject the illusory Gatling into the black steel Gatling. With the combination of the two, a burst of golden light shot up into the sky, as if a treasure of heaven and earth appeared in the world. , Tang Sangang thought that his dream of becoming a chef had come true.Seeing this, Tang Hao immediately swung the Clear Sky Hammer to scatter the golden light, so as not to cause trouble for Holy Soul Village.

Back to reality, the dark and cold black metal Gatling has disappeared, replaced by Gatling - the gold version of the crazy, cool, hanging and bombing local tyrant.

Gatling for short—the holy dragon!
"It seems to be successful, Ah Yin! Come out and help!" Tang Hao shouted towards the inner room,
Ah Yin was not idle at this time, Tang Sangang gave his mother a history of the development of textile machinery, and she has been studying this book with all her strength these days.

"You succeeded? This is a man-made martial soul? Why does it look like those big toys of nobles, with a golden body..."

Ah Yin glanced at it for a while and ignored it. With a wave of his hand, the green light was filled with the breath of life and injected into the master's body. After pouring it down, it finally returned to its original state.

The golden light of the golden iron triangle dissipated, and the three of them regained their consciousness at the same time. The first sentence after the master woke up was,
"Did you make it?"

Tang Sangang smiled and pointed at the Gatling gun floating in the air!

The golden dragon wing pattern on both sides of the gun seems to be alive at this moment, flapping its little wings, following the master's thought, it flew over with a puff, which looked a little cute.

The master clenched the handle tightly, and let out a sullen breath from his chest, he felt it!His bottleneck has disappeared, and now he has at least level 32!
"On the outside, it is at least much stronger than the previous Luo Sanpao. Although it is still not as good as the golden holy dragon, but when the martial spirit becomes real, the golden dragon will appear, or it will be an enlarged version of this martial spirit. It depends on the teacher. It's your choice, let's go, Wuhun is not as good as practical, let's go out and see how powerful it is!"

Tang Sangang's suggestion was immediately agreed by the three of them. Tang Hao waved his hand and stopped looking at it. He hadn't finished the machine tool yet, and after looking at the overall steam engine, he also had some inspiration. The handmade circular cylinder steam engine is just around the corner!
The four of them came to the field outside the village. There were not many people here, enough for experiments.The master touched his new martial soul, and sighed a little, whether it will be successful or not depends on the shuttle!

The first soul skill: Luo Sanpao air bomb.

The master drove the machine gun, pulled the trigger, and there were continuous gunshots without gaps. In an instant, the muzzle of the gun was like boiling water, which aroused heat, and the thinner branches instantly turned into wormwood powder. The thick tree broke and collapsed after holding on for less than three seconds!

The air bullets formed a net of death, it seemed that no soul master of the same level could resist this stormy attack.

Gatling Bodhisattva, the six large clean pipes have been completed.

Tang Sangang was dumbfounded, Liu Erlong and Flender were equally dumbfounded, this soul skill is a bit scary!If it hits a person, wouldn't it tear the soul master into a piece of rag?
The master finally smiled sincerely, and his face was no longer stiff. The first soul ability formed by Luo Sanpao's farting attack was so powerful, what about the second soul ability?
Second Soul Skill: Holy Dragon Electric Shock Bullet.

Pull the trigger again, this time what is fired is no longer an invisible air bullet, but a golden lightning that can be seen with the naked eye!
It's just that the consumption of soul power this time is really too big, the six large clean pipes are spinning at a high speed, and the master feels that his soul power has been completely consumed in an instant.

His face turned pale, and he released the trigger. Gatling was still suspended in the air. After turning around, he floated to the back of the master, and stuck behind him.

"Xiao Gang, how are you?" Liu Erlong asked eagerly,
"It's nothing, it's just that the soul power is consumed too much. The consumption of the first soul ability is still acceptable. I'm afraid that the second soul ability can only be used for three seconds, and it will be difficult to use it again after a period of time."

"Well, it's normal~ Teacher, you are just too weak, not kidney deficiency but soul deficiency, as for this soul skill, you can treat it like a sage."

Tang Sangang smiled and gave a very concise and clear explanation that everyone could understand.

Three people: 囧
(End of this chapter)