Douluo's Heartless Sword

Chapter 279 Breakthrough Soul Saint
The golden river was rushing, and Ye Ling stood under the river suspended in the air with a calm face, and the purple streamer in his eyes turned.

He could feel the vigorous soul power in this golden river, and this river of soul power just appeared out of thin air after the illusory voice sounded just now.

"The empowerment of the Titled Douluo realm?"

When Ye Ling heard this, the first thing he thought of was that he could directly break through to Title Douluo after absorbing these soul powers. However, he turned his head and thought, if breaking through to Title Douluo was really that easy, then the Title Douluo would be the only one in this world. It won't be so rare anymore, and in terms of the concentration of soul power needed to break through, it is simply not comparable to these golden rivers of soul power.

You must know that in the Three Lives Realm, the soul power of any place is richer than this river of soul power. However, Ye Ling has to compress and absorb that level of soul power when absorbing it, let alone here. That's right, if Ye Ling really wants to absorb all these soul powers now, not to mention Title Douluo, even Soul Douluo will never be able to reach it.

His soul power has been honed in the Slaughter City for half a year, and it has been condensed to an extremely terrifying level, so as soon as he left the Slaughter City, his soul power was directly raised by one level. Now Ye Ling is already Level 67 soul emperor.

There is only a three-level difference from the seventieth-level soul saint, but this can allow a Contra to break through to the title Douluo's soul power river, but it can only make him break through the third level, and it is not necessarily, which is enough to see, The degree of solidification of the soul power in Ye Ling's body is terrifying.

Looking at the galloping soul power, Ye Ling sat down cross-legged without any hesitation, closed his eyes slightly, and immediately entered a state of meditation. The deep purple soul power in his body was like a silk thread, protruding from his body, facing the sky in the air. The river of golden soul power shoots away.

That is the traction force condensed by Ye's soul power. These silk threads penetrated into the golden river of soul power, and began to crazily devour the soul power in the river. The vast golden soul power turned into golden beams of light, and along these The silk thread rushed towards Ye Ling's body directly below.

"Do you still want to transform?"

Feeling the strange soul power rushing in his body, Ye Ling's soul incarnation sitting in the sea of ​​spirits frowned slightly. These soul powers are all sacred aura that is indistinguishable from the god of angels, which is incompatible with the heartless meaning in his body.

Feeling the soul power that was repelled in the meridians, Ye Ling reluctantly pulled it into his dantian, where there were four sword qi and a nine-petal flower like a purple crystal.

The four sword qi are the life sword qi, the destruction sword qi, the killing sword qi, and the unfeeling sword qi suspended above the nine-petaled flower; and the amethyst nine-petaled flower is Ye Ling's real body now. Flowers!

The soul power full of sacred aura poured in here, and the Sanshenghua in the dantian began to spin, driving these soul powers to tumbling in the dantian. During the tumbling, the unfeeling meaning in Ye Ling's body slowly penetrated into these soul powers , Forcibly erasing their sacred attributes, turned them into a thick and extremely cold soul power like a river of black ice.

"Perhaps we can use this empowerment to barely break through to the Soul Sage!"

Such a thought flashed through Ye Ling's mind, and then he fell into deep meditation. The golden river of soul power poured into his body crazily. In this golden world, Ye Ling sat cross-legged on the sea, and the golden river of soul power was like Like falling from the sky, rushing towards him, being absorbed, transformed, and fused by him...

……

In the Three Lives Realm, Linglong sat on the ice tablet on the top of the Rueqing Peak, with a puzzled expression on her face, and the light in her dark purple eyes flickered, and what flickered was exactly what Ye Ling saw.

After a while, she closed her eyes slightly, and when she opened them again, the images just now were gone. She stretched out her slender and boneless hands, and gently pinched her chin.

"The God of Angels? She doesn't seem to exist in the ancient times. Is it a new god born in the past ten thousand years?"

Linglong showed a thoughtful expression on her face, as if she was thinking about something. Suddenly, her eyes widened and she said, "A new god has been derived. Could it be that three ages have passed, and the Creator God is not here yet?" Will it perish in the long river of time?"

"So that fierce god...is he still alive?"

……

In the holy third temple, above the head of the giant seraph statue, the phantom of the god of angels lay flat on it, with the golden six wings hanging on the side behind him, and a thought flashed in the golden eyes.

The scenes of Ye Ling just now were played back in his mind one by one, and finally the picture stayed on the purple flower mark between Ye Ling's eyebrows.

The more he thought about it, the God of Angels felt the imprint of that flower became more familiar, as if it was... like... the flower that almost broke his god position!

"how is this possible!"

A chill gushed out from the bottom of my heart, and the phantom of the God of Angels suddenly stood up from the statue, a look of fear flashed in the golden eyes, and he swallowed deeply, as if recalling something very bad generally.

But after a moment of relaxation, she sat down again, her eyes full of deep thought, as if considering whether to report this matter to the God Realm Committee. After all, they are very concerned about that flower called taboo, although She didn't know why that flower would make them do that, but speaking of the broken avatar that she almost made, this flower should be an extremely terrifying existence.

After hesitating for a moment, the God of Angels stood up from the statue again in great concern, stretched out his hand to caress the air in front of her, and a golden mirror appeared in front of her. In the mirror, it was the scene of Ye Ling absorbing the river of soul power.

"Hey, maybe that imprint is just a coincidence, let's observe first!"

Seeing Ye Ling absorbing the soul power in the golden light curtain, and the shimmering flower imprint between his eyebrows, the God of Angels stretched out his hand and shattered the light curtain in front of him.

Instead of tangling and hesitating here, it's better to act as if you didn't see anything. Anyway, in the current world of Douluo Continent, there is only one's own incarnation, the incarnation of that guy Seagod.

That guy oversees the ocean, he oversees the land, and each does not interfere with the other. I pretend I haven't seen this matter, and if I don't tell it, no one will know.

Thinking of this, the God of Angels angrily rolled his eyes at the light curtain that was disintegrating into fragments and disappearing in front of him, and spat lightly.

"Good luck to you!"

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In the golden ocean, Ye Ling's figure is still sitting cross-legged, but above his head, the golden river of soul power has disappeared, but Ye Ling's body is covered with a layer of rich purple brilliance, which is obviously the A sign that the soul power is about to break through.

It has been a few months since Ye Ling entered this golden world. Maybe even he himself did not think that just breaking through the third level of soul power would take him as long as he could kill.

In fact, if Linglong was next to him, he would definitely roll his eyes angrily. The soul sage is a threshold for soul masters, and as a spiritual creature of heaven and earth, it is even more difficult for him to break through. In his life, he could not break through this kind of realm, but Ye Ling broke through three levels one after another in a few months, and stepped into the soul saint realm. long.

Ye Ling slowly opened his eyes that had been closed for five months, a bright purple awn flashed through his eyes, a terrifying soul power that seemed to have been suppressed for a long time, gushed out of his body, shaking the surrounding golden sea, surging There was a huge wave.

"Soul Saint... am I coming?"

(End of this chapter)