Douluo's holy sword

I'm going to burst.

This was the only thought in Ye Yao's mind.

When he just started to enter concentration, he already felt a huge force rushing through his body, which forced him to use all the soul power in his body to absorb and compress it.

However, what frightened him the most was that this huge power seemed to have no limit. No matter how much Ye Yao had absorbed, there seemed to be a steady stream of power replenished in the future. This kept Ye Yao's meridians in a full, even bulging state, and he began to feel the pain of tearing apart.

Because there was nowhere to vent his power, Ye Yao's entire body swelled. His originally perfect figure looked a little bloated, and there were faint blood drops oozing out of the fine pores on his skin. If it weren't for the improvement of his body with the grass jelly, he might not be able to hold on anymore.

Damn, I was still too careless.

Ye Yao still underestimated the quality of the 30,000-year-old soul ring, or perhaps he overestimated his own endurance limit.

There were no major changes in absorbing soul rings beyond the limit several times before, after all, it gave Ye Yao an overconfidence in absorbing soul rings.

Even before absorbing it, I was already worried, but deep down in my heart, I didn't care too much.

So, now he tasted the bitter consequences of impulsiveness.

"Cough." Ye Yao closed his eyes tightly, coughed slightly, and a stream of blood was already flowing from the corner of his mouth.

The face of the master who was watching Ye Yao closely changed instantly, and he said worriedly: "Too bad, Ye Yao can no longer control the soul power in his body."

Yes, the bleeding from the corners of his mouth meant that Ye Yao no longer had 100% control over his body. Under the impact of this huge torrent of soul power, Ye Yao was unable to hold on after all.

"This is troublesome..." There was anxiety in the master's eyes. Under such a high-pressure situation, as long as one mistake is made, it will continue to make mistakes...

As if to verify the master's idea, after a while, Ye Yao's body trembled violently, and a faint blood mist erupted all over his body.

If he could barely control his soul power, he could barely bear the physical pain, but Ye Yao was completely powerless against the mental attack.

Ye Yao felt what the soul vibration of Wusuo was, although he would rather never feel it.

Before, when he was struggling to control the soul power in his body, suddenly, an invisible wave oscillated in his mind.

In the next moment, Ye Yao's mind fell into a blank, and then, it was the pain that was a hundred times stronger than the physical pain, and went straight to the soul.

Originally, when ordinary soul masters absorbed the ten-thousand-year soul ring, they had at least level 50 soul power, and their soul strength was enough to withstand the soul shock, and they could hardly feel excessive pain.

This is also the reason why the master who is almost an encyclopedia in the theory of martial arts has never known the reason why the ten thousand year soul ring has the link of soul shock, because almost no one can feel it.

As for soul masters, they have no way to cultivate their souls alone. They can only rely on the improvement of their soul power to improve.

Unfortunately, as a time traveler, Ye Yao has the best martial arts and the best talents, but in terms of soul, Ye Yao is not much different from ordinary people.

Even if the body can bear it, even if the body works hard to surpass the limit, but in terms of the soul, the gap is too big, to the point where there is no hope of success at all.

If it was Tang San, it was possible to survive this soul shock, because Tang San's Purple Demon Eyes were very few ways to cultivate spiritual power.

Before Ye Yao could recover from the first wave of soul shock, the second wave came again.

This time, Ye Yao's soul, which was already extremely weak and painful, was hit again, and two lines of blood in Ye Yao's eyes had already slipped down from his cheeks.

The third wave... Ye Yao's consciousness has become blurred, and his brain has almost completely fallen into blankness and chaos, leaving only a trace of lucidity.

He can no longer think, and now, even if he thinks about it, there will be a tearing pain in his soul.

Even, if he calculates a single-digit addition and subtraction now, the soul may really be torn apart.

Now, he was completely relying on his body's instinct to move his soul power.

Fourth wave...

Is it over here... This was Ye Yao's last remaining thought. He couldn't have any more emotions. After that, he fell into a dark place.

The fifth wave of soul shock has arrived. If Ye Yao's now weak soul can withstand this blow again, he can be reincarnated and travel through time again.

Well, the premise is if he still has this chance.

In the next second, a faint golden glow lit up in Ye Yao's body, different from the glare of the Sword of Oath of Victory, this light was more gentle.

At this time, someone was whispering in Ye Yao's mind.

"I, this kid is really not afraid of death." Someone seemed to sigh.

"Yes, this is the first time. If I was forced to do nothing before, this time I will really commit suicide."

"Jumping left and right on the verge of death, I would like to call you the strongest..."

"Fortunately, I revealed Avalon, otherwise this time..." A thankful voice sounded. Originally, he was just thinking about it just in case, but he didn't expect that this guy really thought he would live too long. How long has it been since we reached this point of life and death again?

"If you want me, this guy wants to die, so let's just let him do it..." someone said carelessly.

But the others simply ignored this sentence.

While they were discussing, the golden light had shone on every part of his body, whether it was the meridians that were about to collapse, the body that was almost split, or the soul that had been dimmed, all of them had varying degrees of intensity under this light. recovery.

Various parts of the originally broken body began to repair at a speed visible to the naked eye. There was a light golden film on the meridians, which was extremely tough. No matter how huge the soul power was, it could not break through its defense. The pain all over the body had disappeared. There is even a comfortable feeling. Even the soul that was originally in the worst condition and almost collapsed is gradually returning to normal. The soul shock that is still going on seems to be blocked by a wall, and there is no danger at all.

After an unknown amount of time, when Ye Yao regained consciousness again, the first thing he felt was a golden light.

"I remember... I wasn't absorbing the spirit ring... I should have failed... Who saved me? This light is..."

"This is... the sword of vowed victory? No, no, this is..." Ye Yao's consciousness passed through the light and came to its source, where Ye Yao saw...

"Avalon..." Ye Yao sighed silently.

Yes, the sword of sworn victory does not heal. Only this superior scabbard, and only Avalon, can bring me back from my dying hour.

But when did I get Avalon? Why don’t I know?

Ye Yao tried hard to think for a while, but couldn't guess the reason, and finally had to regard it as a natural appearance with enough soul power.

From this point of view, I should have succeeded in absorbing it.

Ye Yao slowly opened his eyes and immediately saw the relieved Wu and Master in front of him.

"Fortunately, fortunately..." the master kept murmuring, his eyes filled with joy.

But Wu was more direct. She fell into Ye Yao's arms and burst into tears.

"Oh, brother, do you know how scary you are? There is blood all over your body. I thought..."

Only then did Ye Yao smell a strong bloody smell emanating from his body, the clothes all over his body were bloody, even the grass under his butt was full of blood.

"Ye Yao, you should have succeeded in absorbing it." The master asked. At this moment, after seeing the rejoicing that Ye Yao was safe and sound, what rushed into his heart was eagerness and impatience.

Ye Yao smiled, and four soul rings rose from his body.

"Yellow, purple, purple, black." The master silently looked at the four soul rings, his eyes filled with amazement.

At this time, the master only had one sentence in his mind, "Unprecedented." No one would dare to do it, but it was definitely unprecedented and could create a precedent in the world of soul masters.

"Then what about the soul skill?" The master asked, "Is it the attacking soul skill we imagined?"

However, from the master's point of view, there is no need to ask this question. The Yanyang Leopard with its powerful attack power will definitely be able to give Ye Yao a powerful offensive soul skill.

And Ye Yao also felt it with implicit excitement.

However, it may only be for a moment, Ye Yao opened his eyes, full of sluggishness.

WhatthefXck? Areyoukiddingme?

The fourth soul skill...