The Tyrant of Douluo Comes

"Elder Ghost, bring me all the self-created soul skills currently available in the Wuhun Palace." Qian Renlin said to the air as soon as he returned to the Holy Son Palace.

"As you command, Your Highness the Holy Son!" A voice came from the shadow of a coiled dragon pillar closest to the door of the Holy Son Hall. It sounded like an echo throughout the hall, making it difficult to hear where the speaker was. If it weren't for this Over the past few years, the source of life had improved Qian Renlin's mental power to a very strong level, and he could not find the person hiding in this hall.

a long time!

The ghost knelt down on one knee and said to Qian Renlin, who was sitting on the dragon chair with his eyes closed and meditating: "Your Highness the Holy Son, I have brought you what you want." As he said this, a ring slowly floated towards Qian Renlin.

Ever since Qian Renlin's martial soul awakened, Bibi Dong had sent ghosts under Qian Renlin's control.

Qian Renlin grabbed the ring and disappeared without even looking at Ghost Douluo.

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"It seems that I thought well. This so-called self-created soul skill is not a martial arts skill, but just a way to use the soul power of the martial soul through a special method."

Qian Renlin thought deeply after reading these so-called self-created soul skills in the martial arts field in the backyard of the Holy Child Hall.

This martial arts arena is usually a training and exchange venue for the guards of the Holy Child Palace, but now that Qian Renlin is here, they naturally go to the front yard for the secondary arena.

As the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace, Qian Renlin naturally has his own exclusive training room. Although the training room covers several hundred square meters, Qian Renlin doesn't like to be restrained and feels uncomfortable being surrounded by a boxy frame. It will affect his self-created soul skills.

That's right, Qian Renlin has been thinking about creating his own soul skills since he absorbed the soul ring. He has too few methods. The two fields are not suitable for him to fight alone. If some powerful soul masters can take it from 300 meters away, His life.

"To create your own soul skills, the first step is to release your soul power." Qian Renlin slowly released his soul power while feeling it carefully.

"Isn't this the so-called soul power pressure?" Qian Renlin frowned and looked at the golden soul power surrounding him.

"It seems that it is unrealistic to feel the surrounding situation through the release of soul power." Qian Renlin has been thinking about the aura detection in the novel.

"It seems that I can only rely on my own powerful soul power." He was not upset at all when his wish for soul power detection failed. After all, there was still spiritual consciousness detection.

"But how should I release my soul?" Without reference, he didn't know how to release his soul. Although he had powerful soul power, he didn't know how to use it. All he could do now was rely on his strength. Soul power amplifies his inspiration, for example he can clearly feel whether the people around him are hostile to him or something else.

Qian Renlin, who had no clue, did not bother about soul emission. After all, no one in Douluo Continent used soul emission to detect the surroundings, and no one would think of doing so, unless it was the soul skill of some spiritual soul masters.

"It seems that the million-year-old insect is bound to be captured." Qian Renlin has already set his sights on the Tianmeng Ice Silkworm in the Star Dou Forest!

Since he had no clue, he didn't want to think about it. Qian Renlin began to study the transformation of soul power into soul power.

Qian Renlin slowly released his soul power and tried his best to compress and solidify it, carefully feeling the changes and state of his soul power.

With Qian Renlin's powerful soul power and hundreds of times his understanding, he could do this without any pressure, and he successfully condensed a sword in his hand in one go.

But this was not enough, he needed to make the sword solidified and sharp, like a real weapon.

Qian Renlin felt the soul power flowing in his body while feeling the soul power sword in his hand.

suddenly!

"Go", Qian Renlin flicked the sword in his hand to the side.

The soul sword instantly penetrated the wall and shot far away, slowly dissipating.

"With twice the soul power in my body compared to the same realm, it actually took me one-tenth to condense this sword." Qian Renlin looked at the sword on the wall with a frown.

"Enemy attack!"

"Your Highness the Holy Son, are you okay?"

"Your Highness the Holy Son, are there any assassins?"

Dozens of black-armored guards came in at the door of the martial arts arena and looked nervously at the hole in the wall and then at Qian Renlin.

"Didn't I say that no one is allowed to come in without my instructions? Have you turned a deaf ear to the words of this Holy Son?" The little inspiration Qian Renlin had just disappeared in an instant when these people disturbed him, and he suddenly became furious and said He looked at the leader of the guards with a gloomy face.

The guard commander was so frightened that he knelt down and nodded: "Your Highness the Holy Son, calm down your anger. Your Highness the Holy Son, please calm down. It's true that I suddenly felt a powerful wave of soul power coming from His Highness the Holy Son. I was anxious." I had no choice but to rush in. You guys didn’t mean to offend His Royal Highness the Holy Son." Wang Chong said while kowtowing continuously. Dozens of black-armored commanders behind him also knelt down and kowtowed to beg for mercy.

Qian Renlin wanted to kill these guards, but looking at the cultivation of the Soul Saint at the head and the dozens of Soul Kings behind him, he couldn't beat him even if he thought about it. He couldn't just ask the ghosts to take action just because of such a trivial matter. It's better to do this kind of thing yourself.

"Go away! Remember, next time you commit suicide!"

"Thank you, Your Highness the Holy Son. Thank you, Your Highness the Holy Son." xN

Looking at the disappearing people, Qian Renlin continued to feel the method of soul power condensation that he had thought of before. This method of condensation could make Qian Renlin spend less soul power to condense the soul power sword, and it would last for a long time.

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It took Qian Renlin a month to finally condense the soul power sword at a negligible cost, and he could maintain it for a long time until the soul power was exhausted. This was due to the continuous supply of life source without remembering the cost of soul power. The soul power he provided.

Of course it is impossible for Qian Renlin to condense only this sword in this month. With his powerful soul power and understanding, he can already achieve the legendary fighting spirit turning into a horse, no!It is the soul power transformed into a horse.

Qian Renlin looked at the majestic and proud Qilin horse under him, and nodded with satisfaction. The so-called Qilin horse is the Qilin body, horse head, dragon horns, and horse tail formed by Qian Renlin combining the Qilin and the white dragon horse. The soul horse.

The foreign minister of this horse was a finished product that took Qian Renlin half a day to tinker with.

Qian Renlin thought and a pair of black wings appeared, and then the black wings turned into white, gold, and green.

Qian Renlin looked at the unknown big tree in the corner of the martial arts arena, raised the corner of his mouth, and the golden wings behind him turned into countless scales and shot away.

Ding Ding Ding!

The golden scales drive the leaves and their roots into the wall behind the tree. When you walk in, you can see that half of the thumb-sized scales are completely submerged (mo) three centimeters deep into the wall.

You know, the entire wall is made of glazed bricks!

Seeing that the glazed brick that normally could not be broken by a great soul master's full blow was easily submerged three centimeters deep by his soul power scales, Qian Renlin nodded with satisfaction: "It is indeed the soul power scales that took me a month to condense. , this effect is really good, I guess even Tang San’s so-called bone-penetrating nails are not so powerful!”

The ghost hiding in the dark looked at Qian Renlin not far away with a surprised look on his face, like a monster: "Your Highness, what kind of fairy or monster is this?"

Qian Renlin rode his black soul-power Qilin horse far away. He wanted to ask Bibi Dong for instructions to travel.

"Tang San, I'm coming!"

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