Lord Shura of Douluo

"Son, be careful."

"Little Wuxin, be careful."

Grandma Chen and Yan Haodao responded urgently.

"The third soul skill, the bighorn bull rushes forward"

Yan Hao's sword held a big horn and rushed cautiously towards the mandala snake who was confronting Wu Xin.

Hissing, the mandala snake shook its head, "Shameless, despicable and shameless"

Hiss, "Don't you dare let go of my mouth?"

"Little naughty boy, don't move around. Just give it a little push." ​​Yan Wuxin used his strength to clamp a certain acupuncture point on the mandala snake's mouth and exerted all his strength.

The mouth of the Datura snake is even weaker and more difficult to open.

Hissing, the mandala snake made a muffled sound, "I have been so unlucky for eight lifetimes, what kind of monster do I have to meet you."

Yan Wuxin grabbed the datura snake's tail with one hand and the flat mouth of the datura snake with the other hand, "Father, come quickly, I will stop him."

The soul skill Big Horn Ox rushed forward and hit the mandala snake's huge four-meter-long body at once.

砰

Yan Wuxin and the Mandala Snake flew out at the same time.

He was directly crushed to death by Yan Wuxin

The scales on the Datura snake's body are very hard, so it's fine when it encounters ordinary attacks.

But it encountered Yanhao Dao, his martial spirit giant mountain horned bull. The soul skill of the giant horned bull charging forward can have a certain penetration effect.

After being hit twice in a row, the mandala snake's vitality will naturally decrease.

This mandala snake has 400 years of cultivation, and it can easily stalk a soul master to death.

But who made it so unlucky that he met a guy who didn't even know what pain was and was extremely strong.

"Father, this is the soul ring." Yan Wuxin raised his head and looked at the yellow soul ring on the mandala snake behind him and asked.

"Son, sit down and I'll apply the wound medicine." Yan Haodao regained his martial spirit and walked towards Yan Wuxin.

"What" Yan Wuxin is puzzled

Looking at the back that was covered with mandala snake scales and oozing blood, Grandma Chen and Yan Hao Dao felt heartbroken.

Everything about Xiao Wuxin is fine, except that he doesn't feel any pain. Yan Haodao is very distressed about this.

Just like the day he fell from the sky, his body was burned black.

At that time, he still knew the pain, but after a month of treatment, Yan Wuxin no longer knew what pain was.

Completely immune to physical pain.

That treatment caused his hair, which should have been white, to turn black, and his golden eyes to look different from those of a normal person.

Yan Haodao recalled the past, the changes in Yan Wuxin's body after he recovered, and his hands were moving to help him apply the medicine. At this moment, the Soul Hunting Forest was silent.

Yan Wuxin pointed his finger, and the mandala snake's century-old soul ring floated straight to Yan Wuxin. He pointed at the more than 400-year-old mandala snake soul ring and asked: "Father, do I want to absorb this soul ring?"

"Grandma Chen, what do you think?" Yan Haodao asked.

"Absorb it"

"Oh"

Yan Wuxin raised his hands, and the mandala snake yellow soul ring floating beside him was wrapped around Yan Wuxin.

Sitting in a circle, he released his martial spirit and prepared to absorb it.

The century-old mandala snake soul ring is close to the martial soul.

Yan Wuxin should have felt an unprecedentedly powerful pressure, which caused changes in the bones throughout his body.

At this time, he closed his eyes tightly.

Close your eyes and rest your mind, as if sleeping, with your head lowered and raised, motionless.

The Mandala Snake Soul Ring must have felt that it was particularly aggrieved, or it had no intention of giving up on the whole rock.

The yellow halo simply shrank and turned into a golden ring that was only the size of a bracelet, but extremely solid, and fell directly into his hands, on the Shura Blood Book.

The moment he merged into Shura's blood book, that memory appeared again. Three people, one of the three, Yan Wuxin wanted to see it, but no matter how he looked, he couldn't see it clearly. It was exactly the same as when he awakened his martial spirit.

"It's here again," Yan Wuxin whispered.

"Son, son, how do you feel?" Yan Haodao helped his godson up before walking away and asked.

"It's not bad." Yan Wuxin rubbed his arms and neck, and smiled: "Grandma Chen, my next soul beast is"

"Tree vines, preferably century-old tree vines, Xiao Wuxin, now try your first soul skill." Grandma Chen laughed.

"it is good"

"The first soul skill, Phantom Snake"

The yellow soul ring drifted out from the Shura Blood Book. There was no wind. The Shura Blood Book turned the pages on its own. As it turned the pages, the Shura Blood Book continued to release red light from the book.

Suddenly, a four-meter-long mandala snake slowly rose up, its head was higher than Yan Wuxin's head, and it roared.

He roared at Grandma Chen, Yan Haodao and the two of them.

Grandma Chen subconsciously released her second soul skill, and a beam of light flew out from her scepter.

The soul brushing skill is empty.

Grandma Chen's second soul skill was to pass directly through the mandala snake and fall into the woods behind Yan Wuxin.

"This mandala snake is an illusion" Yan Haodao asked in surprise.

"Yes, it's just an illusion." Yan Wuxin said.

"It's okay, son, let's go find the next one."

"Um"

The three of them went deep into the soul-hunting forest to find Wu Xin's next target. Tree vines, century-old tree vines. The growth location of tree vines is very easy to find. They have been everywhere in the forest for ten years.

But century-old vines are not only difficult to find, but also difficult to deal with. There are twice as many trees and bamboos as [-]-year-old vines.

Tree bamboos are the true nature of their tree vines. There are many tree bamboos with century-old vines, but there is only one true body, which is extremely troublesome to find.

"Father, where is that vine?" Yan Wuxin casually threw away a bunch of dry vines, peeled away the weeds at his feet, and asked.

"Xiao Wuxin, we should have reached the depths of the Soul Hunting Forest, so be careful under your feet and around you." Grandma Chen held the scepter, surrounded it with five rings, and kept looking around.

Yan Hao Dao was guarding Yan Wuxin, fearing a sudden attack by the soul beast group.

rustle

Sha Sha and Yan Haodao stopped and looked in that direction, only to see several ghost-green soul beasts approaching here.

"What is this?" Yan Wuxin glanced at it and asked.

"Netherworld wolves, those with lower levels appear in the outer circle of the Soul Hunting Forest. The inner circle are all with higher levels. The leader should be a 3000-year-old Netherworld wolf and is the king here." Grandma Chen responded cautiously.

"The 3000-year-old" Yan Wuxin turned to look at the Netherworld Wolf, smiled knowingly, and said, "Grandma Chen, I don't want the tree vine anymore, I want this one."

"Okay, Xiao Wuxin, stand back, I'll take action."

After saying that, his body shook and the five rings took off. A purple soul ring detached and flew into Grandma Chen's light scepter.

Grandma Chen put down the scepter of light, and suddenly, a ray of white light flew out of the scepter and headed straight towards the Netherworld wolves.

Boom, several ghost wolves were killed, but the wolf king dodged at its own speed, jumped onto a boulder nearby, and then roared to the sky.

"No, it's going to call people, bleep, wolf." Yan Haodao was startled, and used his soul skill Big Horn Ox to rush forward, heading towards the Netherworld Wolf King.