Magic Douluo of Douluo Continent

As the wind and sand dispersed, the view became clear again. A group of seven people stepped into the embrace of the Soul Hunting Forest again, and were wary of the magical soul beasts that appeared in the surrounding green trees.

"What kind of soul beast is that?" Jin Ji pointed at the purple bat hovering in the sky. This bat was huge, with its wings spread out, like a purple pterosaur.

"The purple-winged magic bat is bloodthirsty and very dangerous. Judging from the size of this purple-winged magic bat, it should be more than four hundred years old. It is also very good to absorb the soul ring of this purple-winged magic bat. Generally speaking, absorbing soul beasts Obtaining soul skills varies greatly, but I have read a lot of literature, and it has been mentioned in several places that absorbing the soul ring of the purple-winged magic bat will gain blood-sucking properties. The blood-sucking properties will absorb the enemy's vitality by damaging the enemy in battle. The first soul ring It is also excellent to have this characteristic." The master said eloquently.

Jinji also admired the master a little more, and felt that the master's understanding of soul beasts was indeed profound.

"This purple-winged magic bat flies so fast, it's as erratic as a ghost." Su Yuntao frowned, "It should be waiting for an opportunity to attack us."

"If it dares to come, we will kill it and make a soul ring for Xiaoling." Zhao Fuyao said loudly.

"I'm afraid." When Zhao Xiaoling thought about bats sucking blood, she became furious and shrank behind Jin Ji.

The purple-winged bat suddenly swooped towards Jinji.

"Too bad, Xiaoling and I are both kids, and we are not as tall as Tang San. This purple-winged magic bat thinks we are the best to bully," Jin Ji frowned, thinking in his mind.

Tang San's body flew past Jin Ji and Zhao Xiaoling, and he swung his hand sharply, and three steel needles shot out from his hand. The three steel needles hit the purple-winged magic bat, causing the purple-winged magic bat to change its direction. Fleeed away.

"Thank you, Tang San," Jin Ji said with lingering fear.

"Xiaosan, what's your technique?" the master asked curiously.

"A method of throwing steel needles." Tang San said simply.

The master didn't ask any more questions.

"It's a pity that the purple-winged bat didn't die and escaped." Old John said regretfully.

"My steel needle is poisonous. It will die, but I don't know where it will die." Tang San frowned.

"What a pity." Su Yuntao also felt very sorry. At the same time, Su Yuntao couldn't help but look at Tang San a few more times. Tang San, whom Su Yuntao thought was a useless martial spirit, actually shot a few steel needles from his hand and defeated a purple-winged magic bat that had existed for hundreds of years. His strength was simply beyond Su Yuntao's imagination. That use of the steel needle, at the critical moment, leaped in the air, and accurately hit the belly of the purple-winged magic bat that fluttered down. This courage, such movement, such a method of shooting the steel needle, the strength, the steel needle The accuracy of the needle was beyond Su Yuntao's imagination. Regarding Tang San, Su Yuntao could only describe himself as blind.

"That bat is back." Tang San smiled excitedly, "It knows that it is going to die, and it is unwilling to give in. It wants to come here for revenge before it dies."

Jin Ji saw that Tang San's eyes turned purple again, and knew that Tang San used a special method of vision called the Purple Demon Eye. Jin Ji also used the magic of "Peeping" to see through the layers of trees. Sure enough, I saw the purple-winged magic bat flying towards this side.

The purple-winged magic bat suddenly jumped out from the woods, this time heading straight for Tang San. It had identified Tang San as its enemy. The purple-winged magic bat was huge, covering Tang San like a dark cloud.

"Entangle" Tang San shouted, and bluesilver grass vines spread from Tang San's body, entangling the purple-winged magic bat in the air, scaring the purple-winged magic bat and running away.

"I want to escape from Luo Sanpao" the master shouted.

Luo Sanpao jumped out from nowhere. The master waved his hand, and the yellow halo flew out and fell on Luo Sanpao. The master shouted seriously: "The fart is like thunder, and the sky and the earth are shattered by three cannons."

Everyone was surprised by the master's somewhat funny incantation. They saw Luo Sanpao's body rising slowly, his whole body was shrouded in a golden light curtain, and a thunderous roar erupted.

Both Master and Tang San quickly put on masks, while the others were a little confused.

After the roar, the yellow light shield on Luo Sanpao's body hit the purple-winged magic bat, flying the purple-winged magic bat away. The purple-winged magic bat hit a big tree, causing the tree to tremble.

Snapped.

The purple-winged magic bat fell to the ground, fluttering its wings and struggling for a while, but couldn't fly for a while.

"Wow, it smells so bad." Zhao Xiaoling covered her nose and almost felt like gagging. She ran to a tree, held it with one hand, and lowered her head to vomit. The rest of the people also felt uncomfortable, feeling that the air was filled with the smell of stinky farts. Only the master and Tang San who were wearing masks felt better.

The master took off his mask and said with some embarrassment: "Luo Sanpao's attack method is to fart, there is no other way."

Tang San took out a gorgeous dagger from the Twenty-Four Bridge Moonlight Night on his waist, and threw it towards Zhao Xiaoling.

Zhao Xiaoling, who was holding a tree to gag, reacted quickly and reached out to grab the dagger.

"Xiao Ling, if you kill the purple-winged magic bat with a dagger, you can absorb the purple-winged magic bat's soul ring." The master said.

Zhao Xiaoling grabbed the dagger and walked towards the purple-winged magic bat. She squatted down and pierced the purple-winged magic bat's body with the dagger. A faint golden light rose from the purple-winged magic bat's body. Golden light rippled in the air.

"Xiao Ling, use your mind to pull the soul ring, and then meditate on the spot to absorb the energy of the soul ring." The master said excitedly.

Zhao Xiaoling followed the master's instructions, sat cross-legged and meditated next to the corpse of the purple-winged magic bat, and entered meditation. The golden halo enveloped Zhao Xiaoling's body. As Zhao Xiaoling meditated, the golden light slowly penetrated into Zhao Xiaoling's body.

Tang San on the side threw a lot of white radish from the twenty-four bridge in the bright moonlit night. Luo Sanpao rushed over like a puppy looking for food, nibbling the white radish that fell on the green grass, puff puff puff. He gnawed and made squeaking sounds from time to time. It was delicious.

"Eating carrots will help Luo Sanpao recover his soul power." The master said with a smile, "Okay, this time we are done getting the first soul ring for Zhao Xiaoling, we can go back."

"Zhao Xiaoling, have you successfully absorbed your soul ring?" Su Yuntao asked anxiously when he saw that Zhao Xiaoling had returned to normal.

"Yes." Zhao Xiaoling nodded, stretched out her hand, and the golden spirit of Athena appeared on her palm, and a dark red halo appeared around Athena.

"Is the dark red light on Athena's body a blood-sucking halo?" the master asked in shock.

"Yes, even if I don't sacrifice my martial soul, I can still feel that I have the power to absorb the life force of others." Zhao Xiaoling nodded.

"This ability is too terrifying. I didn't expect that a hundred-year-old vampire magic bat could bring such great help to Zhao Xiaoling's martial spirit." Su Yuntao felt extremely excited.