Douluo Zhime's attack can explode attributes

With Chen Feng's strength, it is indeed not difficult to leave, but the opportunity for martial soul evolution is right in front of him, so he is really unwilling to let him leave like this.

"Quick fight."

Chen Feng quickly made a decision. No matter what, he would reveal the Panlong Stick martial spirit today.

But before Chen Feng could make a move, Qianjun Douluo and Demon-Conquering Douluo had already attacked. Two Coiling Dragon Sticks, one on the left and one on the right, one up and one down. Not only were their movements fast, but they also coordinated perfectly. The third soul ring shone brightly, and the entire long stick expanded several times.

Chen Feng took a deep breath and faced the two coiling dragon sticks with a pair of tiger claws.

There was a muffled sound, and the surging energy swept across the three people. Spider-web-like cracks appeared on the ground under the three people's feet. Then the three people took a few steps back. Every step back left a deep hole. footprints.

The real age of Qianjun Douluo and Demon-Conquering Douluo is over 120 years old. They have always been inseparable, and their tacit understanding does not require any communication at all.

Suddenly, the coiled stick in the Demon-Conquering Douluo's hand spun like a windmill. The golden dragon on the coiled dragon stick seemed to come alive. Accompanied by bursts of dragon roars, it formed a huge golden ring and headed straight for Chen Feng. Come.

At this moment, Qianjun Douluo suddenly jumped into the air from behind Demon-Conquering Douluo, and with nothing fancy in his hand, the coiled dragon stick came down towards Chen Feng.

The eighth soul ring of the same position lit up on the two of them, rising and falling, the two of them cooperated extremely well, and the terrifying soul power fell from the sky like a destructive force. If they were really hit by them head-on, even if it was Chen Feng's With physical strength, he will definitely be seriously injured.

Zhu Zhuqing's eyes were full of worry. Even if she went over to use martial soul fusion skills with Chen Feng, it would be too late.

Facing such a fierce attack, Chen Feng didn't have a solemn expression on his face. Instead, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised and he stood there without making any movement.

"Heavenly Golden Body."

Just when the two coiling dragon sticks were about to hit him, a burst of dark golden light erupted from his body, and his whole body became as if it were made of gold and iron.

when--

Two coiling dragon sticks hit Chen Feng's body, making a crisp sound of gold and iron colliding, and then both Qianjun Douluo and Demon-Conquering Douluo were shot backwards as if they had been hit hard.

The Tian Ming Golden Body is very useful for dealing with martial spirit owners such as Coiling Dragon Staff and Haotian Hammer.

When he was dealing with the Tianming Tiger, he was restrained by the Tianming Golden Body. He could only adopt a roundabout fighting method to consume all the charges of the Tianming Golden Body before killing the Tianming Tiger.

Qianjun Douluo and Demon-Conquering Douluo's arms trembled, their jaws cracked, and they almost couldn't hold the Coiling Dragon Stick in their hands.

They didn't know that Chen Feng had such a soul skill as Tianming Golden Body. He had used all his strength with the stick just now, but was knocked back and suffered the consequences.

"The seventh soul skill, Martial Soul Avatar."

The seventh soul ring on Chen Feng's body shone brightly, and his body quickly grew in size, growing dark golden hair, and in the blink of an eye he turned into a dark golden giant tiger.

Qianjun Douluo and Demon-Conquering Douluo had just stabilized their bodies when Chen Feng's huge tiger claws struck towards them. In a hurry, the two could only use the Coiling Dragon Stick in their hands to resist.

As soon as the two came into contact, Qianjun Douluo and Demon-Conquering Douluo felt a huge force coming from them, and their bodies were shot backwards, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

A golden ball of light burst out. Seeing this golden ball of light, Chen Feng was ecstatic.

"Ding dong! The Coiling Dragon Stick Martial Spirit has been detected. It belongs to the same type of Martial Spirit as the host's Black Gold Dragon Pattern Stick Martial Spirit. Are they fused?" The system's mechanical voice sounded in Chen Feng's ears.

"Fusion!"

Chen Feng muttered silently in his heart, and the golden attribute light ball suddenly turned into a stream of light, submerged into his body, and merged into the black gold dragon pattern stick martial spirit.

Immediately, the black gold dragon pattern stick martial soul changed. The dragon pattern on it slowly solidified and turned into a black dragon. The original black gold color became darker.

"Ding dong, congratulations on the evolution of the host's martial soul. The black gold dragon pattern stick martial soul has evolved into the black dragon stick martial soul." The system's mechanical voice sounded in Chen Feng's ears again.

Chen Feng's eyes sparkled with light. The Black Dragon Stick martial spirit was already at the same level as the Tianming Divine Tiger martial spirit. Although it was not as good as the Tianming Divine Tiger martial spirit, it was definitely better than the Clear Sky Hammer.

Just as Chen Feng was immersed in joy, a figure quietly appeared between him, Qianjun Douluo and Demon-Conquering Douluo.

It was an old man in gray clothes. Although Chen Feng had never seen him before, he immediately knew his identity. He was the great priest of Wuhun Hall and Qian Renxue's grandfather, Qian Daoliu.

There was no soul power fluctuation in the opponent's body, but he sensed danger from the opponent's body. The only person in the entire Wuhun Palace who could give him this feeling was Qian Daoliu.

Chen Xin, who was behind Ning Fengzhi, saw the figure, and his aura suddenly became sharper.

His father died in the hands of Qian Daoliu. Although his father told him before his death not to take revenge, he always wanted to defeat Qian Daoliu and fulfill his father's long-cherished wish.

Many people could sense the changes in Chen Xin, but Qian Daoliu seemed not to notice. He stared at Chen Feng with dull eyes. No one knew what he was thinking.

Chen Feng didn't say anything, but he wasn't too worried. Even if he couldn't defeat Qian Daoliu, Qian Daoliu couldn't keep him if he wanted to run away.

For a time, the Pope's Palace became very quiet.

But soon, Qian Daoliu broke the tranquility and said calmly: "You are outstanding, the most outstanding soul master I have ever seen. If you are willing to join Wuhun Hall, I can betroth Xiaoxue to you."

Chen Feng was still in his martial soul avatar state, speaking human words, and said with a smile: "The Pope has already mentioned this condition before, but unfortunately my family does not allow me to join any force."

"Although you are Xiaoxue'er's grandfather, it is best for her to make the decision on marriage matters. If she is unwilling, forcing her to do so will only be a tragedy."

Qian Daoliu smiled and said: "Xiaoxue is my granddaughter. I know her thoughts clearly. Maybe she didn't even realize that she already likes you."

Chen Feng said in surprise: "Are you sure you're not joking?"

Qian Daoliu said: "Xiaoxue is very good, so she is a bit arrogant. Only people better than her can enter her heart. So far, you are the only one."

Chen Feng said: "It is impossible for me to join Wuhun Palace."

Qian Daoliu sighed: "In this case, I can only leave you and let your family come to take care of you."

As soon as he finished speaking, a ray of golden light bloomed from the center of his eyebrows and spread to his whole body in an instant, appearing on him one after another, eight black and one red.

His hair also turned into a shining golden color, each one shining brightly. Two pairs of wings spread out from behind, and a huge shadow with an unclear face appeared behind his body. Compared with his body, it was only slightly larger. A pair of wings.

"As a titled Douluo, I'm afraid I can't even block one of his moves." Dugu Bo sensed Qian Daoliu's aura, and a look of dejection appeared on his face.

"If you want to defeat this old guy, I'm afraid you have to become a god." Bibi Dong's hand holding the scepter tightened. Even if she could exert her full strength, she would still be no match for Qian Daoliu.