Douluo: I can steal other people's martial arts

Kunpeng woke up tossing and turning, his eyes full of surprise, and he was obviously very excited about his changes.

"Thank you, Master, for the gift!"

Kunpeng said with gratitude, the previous arrogance no longer in his eyes.

"Don't be too busy thanking me! The gift I gave you is not simply a thank you.

From now on, you have to do things for me, and when your merits are complete, I will return your freedom..."

Ling Mo said calmly, he never gives unreasonable gifts to you, which means you have to pay the same price to get it back.

This is called equivalent exchange.

"I, uh... I understand!" Kunpeng meant what he said. Thinking about calling himself me, it seemed inappropriate, he immediately changed his words.

"Okay! Since you will follow me from now on, it should be more appropriate to have a name..."

"Please give me a name, Master!"

"Okay! Seeing that your whole body is blue, let's call you Xiaolan from now on..."

To be honest, Ling Mo's name-picking skills are really not that good.

Isn't it insulting that such a domineering and mighty Kunpeng behemoth has such a sissy name?

No, is it an insult to Kun?

"Thank you master for your name!"

Obviously, even though the name was not good, Kunpeng did not refuse and did not dare to refuse.

The moment the contract was signed, its life was already in Lingmo's hands. Lingmo only needed one thought to kill it, so... it didn't dare to complain.

"Okay! Please wait for a moment, I will put a soul ring on you first..."

Back to the topic, Ling Mo chased Kunpeng for millions of miles, not to save it, but for the soul ring.

Now that everything that needs to be done is done, it's time to deal with his seventh soul ring.

The -year-old Kunpeng soul ring, with its storm attributes, was perfect for Ling Mo.

The spirit bead has an extremely abnormal magical power, that is... it can copy a spirit ring from it without harming Kunpeng, with exactly the same attributes as it.

Fortunately, Ling Mo did not take action directly before, otherwise his seventh spirit ring would not be two hundred thousand years old, but an ordinary hundred thousand year spirit ring.

This seems to be a difference of only one golden ring, but in fact... the increase brought by the soul ring is completely different.

Holding the spirit bead in his hand, Ling Mo slowly sat on the ground. The sea water around him began to return to normal, and everything seemed calm.

This ruin is well hidden, and there are basically no soul beasts haunting it. It seems to have become Kunpeng's lair.

The scriptures of the third generation were directly activated, and the five-color divine light erupted directly under the abyss, illuminating this area.

Kunpeng and Lingmo were among them, and saw a blue light emitting from the spirit bead. The two merged and began to merge.

"Don't resist!"

Ling Mo gave one last instruction and directly activated the spirit bead. In an instant...all the soul power went towards Kunpeng.

It instantly merged into its body and began to move rapidly. Through the movement of the spirit beads, soon... a soul ring shining with red light slowly emerged from Kunpeng's body.

This is not the one Ling Mo needs. This is Kunpeng's own soul ring. It cannot be touched. Kunpeng will die if he touches it.

The spirit bead reversed itself once again. Following Ling Mo's guidance, another red spirit ring slowly appeared above the red spirit ring.

Its quality is the same as that of Kunpeng, there is no difference.

This is a soul ring copied from the spirit bead, and it is no different from the one in Kunpeng's body.

After the copying was successful, the soul ring slowly left Kunpeng's body and appeared in front of Lingmo.

"Good guy, it worked!"

Looking at the soul ring in front of him, Ling Mo laughed, while Kun Peng was also surprised by Ling Mo's methods and did not dare to speak.

This abnormal technique completely replaced the original method of obtaining soul rings and indirectly avoided the death of the soul beast.

It can only be said that Ling Mo's method is too unbelievable. The spirit beads are only an auxiliary. What really replicates the soul ring is the strange power in Ling Mo's body and his strange methods.

Feeling a numbness in the body, the soul ring finally left the body and appeared in front of Ling Mo and Kunpeng.

"melt……"

When the soul ring appeared, Ling Mo did not hesitate anymore. This copied soul ring was not like the soul ring when killing the soul beast. It could last for half an hour.

If this soul ring is not absorbed early, it will dissipate quickly.

Sacrificing the Peacock Martial Spirit, Ling Mo began to absorb this spirit ring with all his strength, using the auxiliary effect of the spirit beads.

There was no energy riot in the soul ring at all. It flew towards Ling Mo very smoothly, entered Ling Mo's body instantly, and was placed on the peacock.

If he had killed Kunpeng and absorbed this soul ring, Ling Mo might still have to worry about the soul shock caused by the soul ring.

But... with the suppression of the spirit bead, this kind of shock did not exist at all, and the spirit ring quickly melted into Ling Mo's body.

It seems to be unobstructed and perfectly fits the Peacock Martial Spirit.

This was the first time that Ling Mo experienced such a rapid method of absorbing a soul ring. He absorbed a two hundred thousand year old soul ring without any risk at all.

"Oh my god! If I had obtained this spirit bead earlier, my first spirit ring should have absorbed the one hundred thousand years old..."

Ling Mo's eyes sparkled with gold. With the help of this spirit bead, it couldn't be easier to absorb a -year-old spirit ring.

So much so that he had the idea that if he had obtained this spirit bead from the beginning, his first spirit ring should not be a century-old spirit ring.

But just think about it, forget it, a hundred thousand year soul ring? Even if he could absorb it, Ling Mo didn't have that kind of life.

Among the people he knew, only Tang Hao had the strength to kill a hundred thousand year soul ring, but... how could Tang Hao help him so casually.

Rely on the weakling Master? Forget it, it’s better to rely on yourself than on him.

Back in the Soul Hunting Forest, if it weren't for himself and Tang San, he would have probably farted long ago.

A twenty-nine-level soul master couldn't even defeat a four-hundred-year-old soul beast. It shouldn't be too embarrassing.

Then again, although the master is weak, he is a scumbag!

"Wait, let's talk! Is it because of the master that I am such a scumbag?"

Ling Mo had a sudden idea. In terms of scumbag level, he felt that he was on par with the master.

No, he should be worse than himself. At least he dared to accept the girl he messed with.

Just him! A weakling...

After the soul ring was successfully absorbed, a burst of holy light appeared, and Ling Mo found that... his various attributes began to increase rapidly.

"The seventh soul skill, Peacock King Body?"

All the previous speculations have come to fruition as of today.

Ling Mo's martial spirit true body is not the Shining Tiga, but the Peacock Ming King.

Let me state in advance that this peacock Mingwang body has nothing to do with Zao Wuji's immobile Mingwang body. Don't misunderstand me.

"With the body of the Peacock Ming King, all its attributes increased by %, and it also came with an endless storm field. In the storm, the speed increased by %...

Oh my god! Is this going against heaven?

Nine hundred percent. At this speed, I can almost catch up with Kunpeng, not to mention the five-color divine light to assist. Don't be too perverted, okay?

This is obviously cheating. Is there anyone who cares about it? If no one cares about it, I would be... so happy..."