Douluo's mask

Langji smiled charmingly: "Hey, bandit Bangzi, can you still use your second soul skill?"

Zhu Zhurong looked troubled: "Well, I haven't eaten for a day, so I can't do it."

Langji shook his head when he heard this: It's really troublesome.

Then he took out a bowl of water from the yin and yang crystal and placed it in front of Zhu Rong: "Drink it."

"Yes, yes, drink now!" Zhu Zhurong quickly picked up the bowl and put the water into his mouth.

He did not suspect that Langyou had poisoned him because there was no need and the water was extraordinary at first glance.

The water Langji gave him was the bath water of his life, and anyone with a discerning eye would know it was a good thing.

When Langji saw Pork Rong drank it, he underestimated: the quality of the water of life is not low, it should be usable now.

"Hey, after you finish drinking, use your second soul skill quickly!" Langji said darkly.

Although Zhu Zhurong was very scared, he still showed hesitation: "Sir, how can this little water be enough? Just a bowl of water is of no use at all. Just get a few more buckets."

Hearing this, Lang Ji sneered in his heart: You know the benefits of this water, how stupid you are, I gave you this, how could I not know!

Langji went up and kicked him hard again, directly cutting off one of Zhurourong's arms. Fortunately, Langji took out his leg quickly and retracted it quickly, otherwise blood would have been splashed on his body.

"Ahhhhh!" Pork Rong screamed because he couldn't bear the pain of his broken arm.

But Langji was not affected at all: "Hurry up and use the second soul skill for me, otherwise Lingchi will deal with it. I just took advantage of you and kicked your hand away." It's a pity that Langji just kicked Zhurourong's hand away in anger. Kicked away, now there is one less part that can be tortured.

How could Zhu Zhurong not be afraid: "Yes, sir! The second soul skill, essence compression!"

Another black-red light flashed through, and Langji observed that Zhu Zhurong's muscles were a little firmer, but this had a great impact on Zhu Zhurong's strength.

Langji only felt that Zhu Rong's soul power had been directly increased by [-]%. It seemed that the bath water of life was very effective.

Zhu Zhurong on the side felt that his strength had been greatly improved. He was floating, he felt that he was good again, and he got angry again and thought: If there is more water, my strength will definitely be greatly improved.

So he stared at Langji with eyes full of evil thoughts, which made Langji get goosebumps and made him feel uncomfortable all over.

So: "Fuck you, what are you looking at? I won't kick you to death!"

Having just recovered from his injuries, Zhu Zhurong, who was full of confidence, was kicked to break his bones again, and his idea of ​​wandering around suddenly collapsed.

"Hey, give me this bowl of water again!" Langji took out another bowl of life bath water. Just now, Langji didn't find out Zhu Zhurong's second soul skill, so he had to do it again.

"Yes, sir!" Zhu Zhurong didn't dare to have any more thoughts. He felt that no matter how strong he became, he would be beaten to death by Lang Wan's punch or kick.

Seeing Zhu Zhurong finish drinking the life bath water, Langji immediately ordered: "Use the second soul skill. From now on, you will use the second soul skill after drinking the water!"

Zhu Zhuronghuang nodded hurriedly: "Yes, sir, the second soul skill, essence compression!"

Langji also immediately explored the effect of the second soul skill, but the effect of finding out the bath water of life was a little less, probably one percent less than the first effect, but a little less. Langji was still very concerned about this result. satisfied.

But it was still useless. Langji wanted to make this soul skill his own, but it was not enough.

In fact, Langji could force him to find out which soul beast Zhu Zhurong's second soul ring came from, and then directly take the soul beast's life as the soul ring.

But Langji knew that that kind of soul beast must be very rare, and the soul skills it was given varied from person to person, so Langji gave up the idea.

And from Langji's point of view, he could definitely create this kind of self-created soul skill, so it wouldn't be worth wasting a soul ring position.

But the difficulty seems too high, comparable to Feng Lingtianxia, ​​but if there are ultimate combat instrument characteristics, how difficult is it?nonexistent!

When he thought of this, he regretted wandering around and gave up abruptly. If he had known that Wan Zai Gone was a soul beast at that time, he would not have been stupid enough to try it.

Alas, ten thousand years have passed, soul beast?It stands to reason that the soul beast transformed into a human should not be that powerful, and after thousands of years have passed, it looks like it is only fifteen or sixteen years old.

There are only two possibilities, that is, Wanzai has already transformed, and he has cultivated to the realm of Titled Douluo, and his appearance remains that of a teenager.

What's more, after thousands of years have passed, there is no transformation at all, but the original body appears.

Wandering is leaning towards the former, because the former is the most likely, and despite the influence of his butterfly, the former is more reasonable.

As for the latter, Lang Wan would never believe it.

In body, they are no different from humans. As far as Langji knows, there is only one humanoid soul beast among the soul beasts in the entire Douluo Continent, and that is the old man who has not left his nest in the far north for millions of years. The female Snow Emperor.

Lang Ji felt that it was terrifying to think about it. This spirit beast seemed to be able to completely torture humans. It could completely kill humans if it wanted to.

Wandering immediately felt unsafe, but it felt much better once he thought about the constraints of the divine realm.

It is absolutely impossible for the gods in the God Realm to allow the soul beast to make such a huge move.

It is estimated that it took 2 years for the God Realm to be swept away before the Silver Dragon King dared to appear and lead the soul beasts to fight against humans.

However, 2 years later, too many things happened, and the spirit beasts were unable to destroy humans at that time.

Just the Ultimate Douluo, Lang Ji felt that he could not count them with one hand at that time.

Of course, Langji thought that if all the soul beasts could really come out to kill humans, it would still be possible to destroy humans.

Douluo Continent is not the entire Douluo Planet, it is just a section, and there are quite a few sea soul beasts in Douluo San that are 10 years old.

Working together, the two should be able to defeat both sides.

But when it comes to which side can win, Langji still sticks to humans. In Langji’s opinion, Dou San believes that humans are too powerful.

Tangmen, Spirit Transferring Pagoda, War Temple, Shrek, Noumenon Sect, the military, and countless titled Douluo.

Although the souls are not as good as the soul rings produced by natural soul beasts, Doukai is awesome.

As for the soul beasts, apart from the Silver Dragon King, no one else can beat them in Langji's opinion, including Ditian. Almost half of the ten ferocious beasts were swept away by Huo Yuhao. There are too few high-end combat powers. Of course, if there are too many sea soul beasts, When wandering did not say.

This is too far away. What are you thinking about? He is just a little soul master, and now he is thinking about such nonsense.

Back on topic.

Langji and Zhurourong, one delivering water and the other drinking, went back and forth dozens of times. Langji's research on self-created soul skills was progressing, but alas, it was still too useless and had no effect at all.

But how could it be possible to give up so easily when wandering around.

On the other hand, both Feng Miao and Feng Miao were still awake after an hour, but Langji was too lazy to care about them and continued to play the game of giving water to Zhu Rong with Zhu Rong.

In the end, until Ba Fu and Feng Miao woke up, Wandering did not research anything.

I had no choice but to control Pork Rong first.

Langwu walked up to the already awake Ba Fu and said, "Ba Fu, you are quite awesome."

Ba Fu lowered his head in shame: "I'm sorry, boss."

Langji waved his hand and threw Pork Rong in front of Feng Miao: "Feng Miao, just run with Pork Rong on your back and exercise.

Okay, we've all passed Bafu and continue on our way. "

After the three heard this, they immediately continued walking south and continued their journey.

But there was no initial laughter and laughter along the way, and everyone was very low-pitched.

Langji felt that such a quiet environment made him uncomfortable, but there was nothing he could do about it. These three children needed to calm down.

Langji had no choice but to endure the loneliness and lead them on a deserted forest path.

It has been four days since I left. Time flies so fast. Alas, at this rate, it will take another two or three days to reach the next town.

But what about wandering around? Well, if you want to blame it, just blame him, the ten good team leaders. In order to take care of the three children, he can only slow down.

Langwang thought back to his trip a few years ago. He remembered that if he followed this route, the next town was dedicated to buying horses. There were many talented people and good horses in there.

Langji looked at Ye Wenwen, who was exhausted and exhausted, and decided to buy a good horse by then. One was enough. Langji didn't have the spare money to buy it for Fengmiao and the others, and the young man needed to exercise more.

Two days later, Langji was very happy because he finally found the essence-compressed brows, which made Langji full of energy.

And their group finally arrived at the first town on the journey - Boma City.

Langyou looked at the noisy street, his mood finally got better and he finally gained some popularity. Langyou had been suffocated for the past two days. No one talked to him. Pork Rong?Lang Wan wanted to beat him to death at the first sight.

However, Langji also discovered another value of Zhurou Rong, which is the human sandbag. His first soul skill has good defense, so he replaced Ba Fu's position (human sandbag).

Langji asked Feng Miao and Ba Fu to beat him, and Feng Miao beat him very hard.

But Ba Fu made Langji's head hurt and he became timid. It should be the sequelae left by his inner demon. Langji was really helpless. Let's take it one step at a time.

There is also Ye Wenwen. This girl is defenseless, so Pikachu, whom she hasn't seen for a long time, finally comes in handy and is used as a bodyguard by Wandering.

However, Pikachu doesn't have much feelings for Ye Wenwen, he just keeps an eye on Ye Wenwen to ensure her safety when in danger.

Langji smiled at everyone and said, "Everyone, let's take a rest! Well, in three hours, gather at the exit and move around freely!"

Although he was allowed to move around freely, only Wandering was the only one who really knew how to do it. Feng Miao and Ye Wenwen walked aimlessly towards the city gate on the other side. As for Pork Rong, he finally had a chance to rest and went to bed early.

Langji looked at the state of the three of them and felt really miserable. Alas, let's go buy a horse first.

Wandering around the racecourse: "Good horse, good horse, where are you?"

Langji almost finished visiting the racecourse and was still not satisfied. His vision was too high. Most of the good horses have been tamed and have lost their original wildness.

But handsome people generally don't have bad luck. No, there was a large group of people in front of them watching something.

"Give way." Lang Ji finally squeezed into the front row and looked at the horses in the field. Lang Ji was extremely pleasantly surprised.

The overall coat is as white as snow, without a trace of dirt, and shines brightly in the sunlight. Its appearance can definitely be regarded as top-notch in the horse world.

But Lang Wan is not such a perfunctory person.

He looked at the crowd of people who had failed to train horses. Among them were many soul masters and even soul sects.

At this time, the seller yelled: "Does anyone else want to buy it? It's definitely not a loss to buy a 6000-year-old horse soul beast as a mount with [-] gold soul coins."

The onlookers looked at Renshan No. [-] next to them and didn't buy it.

"The 6000-year-old horse is pretty good, but this horse is too strong!"

"That's right, although it can be suppressed by force, it would be boring."

"That's it!"

"Look at those arrogant soul masters being beaten without using force."

"Well, that's terrible."

Langji listened to the discussion of the crowd and realized that this horse is strong, right: "I'll give it a try!"

"Hey, there are actually people who want to tame them."

"Haha, and he's still a kid!"

"Young man, it hurts a lot when this horse falls!"

"That's right, young man, it's very dangerous."

"Young man, you are only a teenager, don't be so impulsive that you become disabled!"

"Hahaha!" Everyone burst into laughter.

Langji ignored the persuasion and ridicule of these people and walked straight to the white horse.

The seller stopped him, and Langji raised his eyebrows and looked at the seller: "Did you regret it and stop selling?"

Hearing this, the seller smiled and waved his hands: "How is that possible? I just kindly reminded the young man, are you sure you want to tame him?

It's better if you buy it directly, and you can let the elders in the family suppress it with force, but if you want to tame it, you are so small that you will be disabled even if you don't die! "

When Lang Ji heard this, the corner of his mouth curled up: "Just look at this!" Then he walked towards the white horse.

Langji looked at the strong white horse in front of him and looked at it carefully.

His powerful limbs felt like he could kick a Bashi to death with one hoof, and his wild eyes made Langji ready to move.

Baima looked at the human in front of him and felt the aura of tyranny displayed by Langji. Although it had some influence, as a thousand-year-old soul beast, this influence could be ignored, so Baima sneezed disdainfully.

Langji frowned: Oops, you are really lacking in quality. I will teach you how to be a good horse!

The aura of overlord is activated.

Of course, Langji didn't use all his strength to push, and he didn't just use it on the white horse, but suppressed it in a wide range.

Most of the ordinary people who were waiting to gloat over the misfortune have already fainted. Those below the Soul Lord have put their hands on the ground, while those above are slightly bent.

The one in the best condition is obviously the seller. The seller seems unaffected, not even trembling.

Langji estimated that the seller was at least in the Soul King realm, but he didn't expect to meet a Soul King when buying a horse. It was really rare.

But Langji didn't put any more pressure, because he had already seen the exclusive badge for Wuhundian members on the seller, and now Langji still wanted to keep a low profile.

Looking at the situation of Baima again, Wandering's overbearing energy has been deliberately released, and Baima's eyes are full of fear. Although it is a thousand-year soul beast and has no IQ, its instinct tells it that Wandering is terrifying.

So, the white horse lowered Langji's proud head. Langji originally thought it was about to surrender, and was about to reach out and touch it, but an accident happened.

The white horse's head did not stop when it lowered to a position where Langji could stroke it with his hands, but continued lowering.

Knowing that Wandering's shoes were approaching, the white horse stretched out its tongue and licked Wandering's shoes wildly.