Peerless Tangmen: Dragon Bear Douluo

Zhao Xin took the golden bead from Yan Yi's hand, glanced at the Ice and Fire Dragon King, and then crushed the bead. Suddenly, a thick golden mist poured down and enveloped Zhao Xin's body. The golden light mist with a hazy color gradually submerged his body, and circles of halos began to appear around his body.

The seventh soul ring is a qualitative change for any soul master. Only by absorbing the seventh soul ring and possessing the martial soul true body can the soul master's strongest power be exerted. Therefore, the soul saint is a watershed in the soul master world. With a martial soul true body, even if it is only level 70, it can be regarded as a master in the soul master world.

Without a martial soul avatar, even if it is level 69, it can only be regarded as a mid-level combat force in the world of soul masters. Just one level difference can be said to be a world of difference. It is conceivable how important this seventh soul ring is to a soul master. Moreover, after absorbing the seventh soul ring and possessing a martial soul avatar, Zhao Xin can perfectly exert his domain ability.

As time went by, the color of Zhao Xin's soul ring quickly changed from yellow to purple, and then to black, and the color gradually deepened. However, as time went by, Zhao Xin's body gradually began to tremble, and the amplitude of the trembling became stronger and stronger. An unhealthy red flush appeared on the surface of his skin. It can be imagined how severe the pain he was enduring at this time was.

When the soul ring showed a hint of red, Zhao Xin's water was actually streaked with blood. When the Ice and Fire Dragon King thought that Zhao Xin's soul rings had stopped at 100,000 years ago, Zhao Xin's fourth and sixth soul rings lit up at the same time. The powerful increase in all attributes and the power brought by the domain actually allowed Zhao Xin to hold on.

In the gaze of the Ice and Fire Dragon King, a pair of wings filled with dark aura emerged behind Zhao Xin, and a sharp claw also emerged on his hand, which were the Dark Demon Tiger Wings and the Dark Gold Terror Bear Claws.

"Dark Demon Evil God Tiger and Dark Gold Terror Claw Bear?" Yan Yi was a little surprised at Zhao Xin's luck. He didn't expect that this kid still had a trick up his sleeve. "Two soul beasts that are no less powerful than the dragon clan, especially the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger. However, his soul bones seem to only have the aura of darkness and space. Well, that evil aura is not a good thing."

"The stronger he is, the easier it will be for our plan to succeed." Qingying looked at the soul ring on Zhao Xin that turned red.

With the help of the domain and soul bone, Zhao Xin gradually calmed down, and the age of his soul ring also exceeded 100,000 years, and continued to increase, from the initial light red to the current dark red. It can be seen that Zhao Xin's seventh soul ring is definitely not just comparable to the newly acquired 100,000-year soul ring.

With that rich energy, it can be seen that Zhao Xin's seventh soul ring is definitely a soul ring comparable to a soul ring of more than 100,000 years. Although it is also a soul ring of 100,000 years, its energy and soul skills are definitely much stronger than ordinary soul rings of 100,000 years. However, at this time, this soul ring of 100,000 years is almost the limit of what Zhao Xin can bear.

Finally, the circles of red light condensed together and turned into a huge crimson halo that slowly shrank towards his body, and his original six soul rings also bloomed with brilliant light. The final moment had arrived.

A roar like a bear or a dragon sounded from behind Zhao Xin. The huge dragon-bear phantom behind Zhao Xin roared with its head raised, first turning into a golden dragon that danced in the air, then turning into a wild bear shining with golden light. Then the golden dragon and wild bear appeared alternately, and finally turned into a bear with dragon scales all over its body, slowly merging into Zhao Xin's body.

Zhao Xin opened his eyes the moment the dragon and bear merged. Seven soul rings of yellow, purple, black, black and red were neatly arranged around Zhao Xin's body, especially the seventh deep red soul ring, which showed an enchanting color under the illumination of the surrounding ice and fire springs.

The golden-red light in his eyes gradually receded, and uncontrollable excitement welled up in his eyes. Feeling the strength of his body, Zhao Xin thanked the Ice and Fire Dragon Kings, "Thank you, Dragon Kings."

"The stronger you are, the happier we are, but you'd better put on your clothes first!" Yan Yi curled his lips and said to Zhao Xin.

“Oh, this.” Zhao Xin didn’t expect that the retribution for attacking Huo Yuhao a few days ago would come so quickly. He was being laughed at by others.

After putting on his clothes, Zhao Xin gradually calmed down and looked at himself carefully. After absorbing the God-given soul ring, Zhao Xin gained another soul skill in addition to his normal martial soul. His physical fitness was also greatly improved. According to his calculations, it was no problem to fight against ordinary soul fighters. Level 70 vs level 80 was my advantage.

After sensing the two external soul bones, they were both about 80,000 years old. I believe that with another god-given soul ring, I can get two 100,000-year soul bones. Even the sea of ​​consciousness has been condensed by absorbing the soul ring this time, and it can be compared with soul masters who have just entered the Title Douluo and are not good at mental power. It can be said that this god-given soul ring has greatly improved Zhao Xin.

Seeing Zhao Xin eager to try, Qingying said, "Go back and familiarize yourself with your own strength. We still have something to entrust to you."

"What's the matter?" Zhao Xin wondered. What could be more important than becoming a god?

"It all depends on fate. If you succeed, it will be of great benefit to you. If you fail, it's okay." Qingying's words aroused Zhao Xin's curiosity.

"Senior, please tell me."

"We want you to find a knife."

"Knife? What knife?"

"When the Dragon God created the dragon race, he was worried that the dragon race would not be able to control themselves with their powerful strength. So the Dragon God used the two horns on his head to transform into a divine sword, a dragon-slaying sword that was specifically used to deal with the dragon race." Qingying slowly told a secret, "This dragon-slaying sword restrains all dragons in the world, but it is also a key to the dragon clan's cemetery."

"Dragon Slaying Blade? Okay, I'll try my best to find it, but Douluo Continent is so big, it might be difficult!" Zhao Xin's expression remained unchanged, but he started to wonder, "Could it be that guy named Sima Chi from later generations?"

"Let it be. This is the style of the Dragon Slaying Blade." Qingying didn't hold out much hope. If they could find it, that would be great. If not, they had other ways to help Zhao Xin improve. Then she sent out another mark on Zhao Xin's hand. "This mark is just the aura of the Dragon Slaying Blade. Once you get close to the real Dragon Slaying Blade, this mark will remind you."

"Okay." Zhao Xin sensed the mark on his hand and found that it was indeed just a breath, so he ignored it.

"Come back when you are level 80. By then, in addition to the God-given spirit ring, you will also have our spirit bones. It will be enough to elevate you to a Titled Douluo in a short period of time."

Zhao Xin nodded. There was no need for him to refuse two god-level soul bones and two god-granted soul rings. "Two Dragon Kings, I will leave first."

"Go."

Watching the shadow of the Ice and Fire Dragon King dissipate, Zhao Xin let out a long sigh. Everything was so perfect. He looked up at the sky and found that a day and a night had passed. He then looked at the Youxiang Qiluo Xianpin next to the spring and said, "Youyou, why don't you come out to see your old friend off when he's leaving?"

"What are you doing? Don't come over here!"

"hey-hey!"

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Not to mention how Youxiang Qiluo Xianpin cursed Zhao Xin in her heart for being shameless, bullying a little flower that had lived for 10,000 years, cheating and stealing its fruit. Zhao Xin returned to the Zhao Mansion with a satisfied look on his face.

“I heard from your Tianbao Pavilion’s Huo Yuhao that you went to get the seventh spirit ring?” Without waiting for Zhao Xin to rest for a few minutes, Zhao Changtian brought Long Linger to where Zhao Xin lived. “You little brat, what’s the point of going by yourself? Wait for your father to take you there, and you must at least get an 80,000-year spirit ring. How many tens of thousands of years of spirit beasts can you defeat by yourself?”

Before Zhao Xin could reply, Zhao Changtian fired back at him like a string of cannonballs, leaving Zhao Xin speechless.

"Okay, our son is not stupid and he must have his own ideas." Long Linger was still very capable. She stopped Zhao Changtian's nagging with just one sentence.

"Is he powerful? If he can, get him a hundred thousand year spirit ring!"

"Uh! I'm sorry, my parents. I do have a hundred thousand year spirit ring." Zhao Xin said to Zhao Changtian with a smile.

"Huh? One hundred thousand years?" Zhao Changtian looked unconvinced, but he had to admit the noble aura exuded by the last red soul ring revealed by Zhao Xin.

"You made yourself a hundred thousand year spirit ring?" Zhao Changtian circled Zhao Xin a few times, and then looked at Zhao Xin's handsome appearance, "Tell Dad, did you hook up with a hundred thousand year old shapeshifting spirit beast somewhere? But you have Xiao Tao, so don't make a mistake!"

"How can I have the ability to hook up with a hundred thousand year old soul beast! I'm not that person." Zhao Xin grinned and broke his father's unrealistic fantasy, "I got the inheritance of a god."

"This is even more outrageous than seducing a hundred thousand year old soul beast." Zhao Changtian didn't expect that his son would give him such a big surprise.