I of Douluo came with a nuclear explosion

Chapter 172 Shrimp and Pig Heart (The first wave of abuse is coming~please subscribe~)

Kunlan looked at the Fuyu swimming happily beside Qian Renxue, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

How long has it been!

Is this little guy attached to a new owner?

Are you carrying out my order, or have you accidentally exposed your true nature?
Kunlan felt that it was necessary to accept Xia Xuanxi's proposal, and take the time to take it for sterilization, just as there was a ready-made cleansing room in the palace.

However, Kunlan still patiently exhorted Qian Renxue:

"This little guy has three forms. At this time, it is crystal blue, which represents the balance of its various abilities."

"In addition, there are Amethyst Form and Shield Mountain Form, which represent extreme attack and defense respectively."

At this time, Kunlan nodded the little head of the symbol fish, and said:

"I know you little guy is competitive, but if you encounter an emergency, don't think about it, just switch to the strongest defensive shield mountain form!"

When this talisman fish met him in the ice sea, he came to cause trouble without anything happening. Kunlan thought it was a little fish that liked to fight, but would always end up with reasonable failures.

"Hey!"

Fu Yu nodded excitedly, indicating that he had understood it, and it would be good for Kunlan to rest assured.

"When something goes wrong, I'll take you to be sterilized the next day!"

Kunlan's words made Fu Yu completely stunned.

Qian Renxue looked at the threatening Fuyu figure in front of her, and she felt warm in her heart. She blinked and asked softly:

"Why do you care about me so much?"

Kunlan was also stunned by Qian Renxue's sudden words. Looking at Qian Renxue's soft and handsome face, he had the urge to take off her mask.

For a long time, Kunlan thought that he was repaying the other party's life-saving love before, but there was a touch of affection other than gratitude in his heart.

"I……"

Qian Renxue's breathing became a little short, and Kunlan was about to speak.

Suddenly, a feeling of palpitation welled up in Kunlan's heart, and then he realized that there were also two titled Douluo, Qian Renxue and Xue Long.

"This breath..."

Kunlan looked outside the palace, and he sensed that the burst of breath was to the east of the imperial city, where Lanba Academy seemed to be located.

"It's the Golden Sacred Dragon. The 'Golden Iron Triangle' back then relied on this combination attack soul skill to dominate the world of soul masters. It is a martial soul fusion skill that is not weaker than the 'Dragon Dragon Snake Woman' dragon snake combination attack. It can even defend Title Douluo hard."

She Long explained that, as one of the younger members of the Title Douluo, he had heard of these mid-game powerhouses.

"Dean..."

Kunlan's golden eyes narrowed slightly, and when She Long said the "golden iron triangle", he had already guessed that it was Fred and the others.

Qian Xun mentioned it to himself at the beginning, and he said that this soul skill is also quite magical, because it requires the fusion of three martial souls, and the tacit understanding between them cannot be lower than 90.00%.

"Could it be that you encountered a strong enemy?"

Kunlan's eyes flickered.

"Go quickly, I don't need you to worry about it here."

Qian Renxue glanced at Kunlan and said coldly.

While speaking, she didn't know why she was gnashing her teeth a little bit. Perhaps it was the sudden fluctuation of the battle that interrupted the last sentence she wanted to hear.

Kunlan looked back at Qian Renxue, and said softly:
"be careful!"

Then he jumped and disappeared into the night.

"You too……"

Qian Renxue put her palms on her chest, looked at the direction where Kunlan disappeared and murmured.

……

……

A quarter of an hour ago.

Shrek Academy·Medical outdoor open space.

The Blood Ancestor let go of Yu Xiaogang's neck, and grabbed his back instead. His sharp nails dug deeply into his flesh.

"Ahhh-"

The blood ancestor looked at the latter who screamed like a pig, and immediately grinned and said:

"How dare you call me 'Zhu Zi'?"

"During the millennium, I have broken my neck more than you have eaten! Hehehe..."

At this time, Tang San on the ground saw Yu Xiaogang being humiliated by the Blood Ancestor, his eyes were about to burst, and he couldn't help shouting:

"Let go of the teacher! Something is coming at me!"

"Little San... Leave me alone!"

Seeing Tang San wanting to rush over, Yu Xiaogang immediately endured the severe pain and spoke out to dissuade him, the strength of this mysterious young man is really astonishingly terrifying, with Tang San's strength, he couldn't stop the Blood Ancestor's blow at all.

"Is he your teacher?"

The blood ancestor suddenly laughed sharply, directly shattering Yu Xiaogang's right eardrum,

"Then your teacher is really useless, you can't even beat your own students."

Apparently, the Blood Ancestor didn't intend to let Yu Xiaogang go. He had just retrieved information about Yu Xiaogang in his mind, and suddenly became interested again.

It lifted Yu Xiaogang in front of him, licked Yu Xiaogang's left cheek with its scarlet tongue, and cut a bloodstain on it with fine bone spurs.

"Grandmaster?"

"Among the human beings I've seen, in terms of shamelessness and waste, you should be number one."

The Blood Ancestor directly ignored Yu Xiaogang's screams, and brutally turned Yu Xiaogang's other side of his face into a bloody mess.

"Although those hypocritical popes and emperors are more shameless than you, they are better than you, hahaha!"

The Blood Ancestor looked at his masterpiece, then turned his head to look at Fred and Tang San and the others, and said:
"There are really people who regard this waste material as a character..."

"It's just a pity that I don't have blood worms, otherwise, I can let him tell how shameless I am!"

Then, the blood ancestor said something that made everyone's hearts tense.

"The Pope let you go, it doesn't mean that Wuhundian let you go!"

The Blood Ancestor threw the whining Yu Xiaogang to the crowd, and Fred caught him just in time.

"I know, this trash is not convinced."

The Blood Ancestor patted the Blood Wing lightly, folded his hands on his chest, and looked down at the crowd.

"Play your so-called hole card, I will give you a chance to avenge my shame."

Yu Xiaogang roared crazily, his veins burst, and his face was completely disfigured at this time, compared to the blood ancestor in mid-air, he himself was more like a demon crawling out of hell.

"I am going to kill you!"

Yu Xiaogang roared, every word the blood ancestor just said pierced his heart deeply, he has been trying his best to cover up these unbearable scars all these years, but the blood ancestor unreservedly uncovered them in front of everyone.

The mysterious and wonderful theories left by those predecessors, and the magical strokes in those ancient books from time to time, are all things that Yu Xiaogang can't think of even if he scratches his head.

But he was greedy and shamelessly took these ideas into his arms.

The so-called "Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul" theory is just the wisdom he plagiarized. Many objective and rigorous inferences of his predecessors were directly taken out of context by him, and his understanding was distorted.

As early as 500 years ago, Wu Shengzi, the chief teacher of Wuhun Temple, clearly stated that there is no fixed number of years for the so-called spirit ring absorption, and it varies from person to person.

Wu Shengzi even further suggested that each generation of elites can try to break through the limit of the soul ring, so that after thousands of years, the overall limit of the next generation will also break through one step.

Unexpectedly, when he arrived at Yu Xiaogang's place, the age limit of each level's soul ring was directly sealed.

He even slandered the predecessors' opinions on the age of the soul ring.

It is said that Yu Xiaogang did not contribute, but he also forcibly cut off the progressive momentum of the year of the soul ring by himself.

In the following era, the first soul ring of every genius stopped at the so-called 423 years.

(End of this chapter)