Douluo's golden phoenix

"Boy, should I isolate my spiritual consciousness first to prevent any bad sounds from dirtying my ears?" Phoenix said coldly.

Damn it! Just talking about the fact that as a martial spirit, you laugh at your host, Yuanfang, what do you think?

"Little deer!" Wang Qian patted the white deer gently, but unexpectedly he patted the wrong place.

Before he traveled through time, he had seen one of the world's coldest jokes. It was about a tiger's butt that couldn't be touched, and a tigress's butt that couldn't even be spanked!

Snap! A slippery feel made Wang Qian suddenly confused.

"Yeah." Bailu was almost ashamed to death. She just felt that every second now was torture.

"Get some sleep, you'll be fine soon!" Wang Qianqian said with a smile.

"Yeah!" Bai Lu nodded with a red face. Rou Shui didn't dare to open her eyes and closed them tightly.

"I'll fight!" Wang Qian suddenly stretched out the palm of his left hand and cut Bai Lu's neck hard. Bai Lu let out a soft grunt and fainted.

"You are really worse than a beast!" The golden phoenix mocked coldly.

"Just talking about Wuhun complaining about his host, I think it's unreasonable. If you don't hurry up, it's going to be overturned outside!"

Wang Qian rolled his eyes and said angrily.

"If you hadn't had to take off your clothes, you would have been fine long ago!" said the golden phoenix.

"Nani?" Wang Qian was anxious, "Didn't you say that clothes can block the dispersion of Yang Qi, and in serious cases can form the Yang fire poison in her body?"

"I only said to take off one piece, but I didn't say to take off only one piece!" Phoenix replied coldly.

"Nah!" Wang Qian suddenly felt like ten thousand grass-mud horses galloping past in his heart.

"I'm tired and don't want to help anymore!" Phoenix sneered and said.

"You are my uncle, okay? Uncle, hurry up!" Wang Qian was about to cry but had no tears.

Is the promised Phoenix Martial Spirit a rare existence in Douluo Continent?

The style of this painting doesn’t match!

The Phoenix stopped talking, his scarlet pupils bloomed with light, and he said in a cold voice: "Relax and let me take charge of your body!"

"You'd better not do bad things!" Wang Qian said with some worry.

"I only like the ones with wings, preferably the ones with bright and bright feathers. I don't like you humans, you are naked, you are such ugly creatures!" the Phoenix mocked.

"If Wuhun can win a prize for complaining about the host, you will definitely be the best in the history of Douluo Continent!" Wang Qian retorted.

"Haha!" Phoenix sneered.

"I was wrong!" Wang Qian suddenly knew what it wanted to say in the next game, and he immediately withered.

A domineering will instantly took over Wang Qian's body. Wang Qian's eyes closed again and then opened. A golden luster like oil and water covered his eyes.

He stretched out his fingers coldly, and the golden light rippled.

Streams of blazing crimson light shot out from the white deer's petite body, spreading its teeth and claws like tiny fire snakes in the air.

"Yeah." The rapid rise in body temperature made Bai Lu's face flush. Her vermilion lips opened slightly, and waves of weak moans came from her mouth.

All the flowing Yang Qi converged on Wang Qian's index finger, and suddenly Wang Qian's index finger was like a red-hot iron.

"It's a bit hot!" Wang Qian suddenly shouted in the spiritual world.

"If you don't want to die, hold your breath and concentrate!" the Phoenix said coldly.

Wang Qian didn't dare to refute, so he closed his eyes and meditated.

"Wang Qian", whose pupils were made of gold, looked at the raging Yang Qi in the room.

"Wang Qian" snorted coldly.

Behind him, the illusive light and shadow of the golden phoenix suddenly appeared.

The golden phoenix behind him opened its long pointed beak and sucked in slightly, like a dragon sucking water.

The phantom of the golden phoenix made an ear-piercing scream and instantly swallowed the hot crimson airflow.

The next moment, the golden phoenix's light and shadow stirred up bursts of fiery red ripples. Those ripples were like soul rings, cascading around Wang Qian's body inside and outside.

There were nine crimson haloes inside and outside, rotating around Wang Qian's body, and a high-temperature and distorted halo suddenly appeared in the air around the halo.

boom! boom! boom! boom! boom! boom!

Seven red halos suddenly shrank inward and melted into "Wang Qian"'s strong body.

The golden flame suddenly splashed out like boiling water.

Without the trouble of Zhiyang's aura, Bailu's soul power surged through his body after he fainted.

Eighteen, nineteen, twenty-twenty-five, twenty-six, twenty-seven-thirty!

People are more mad than people!

Wang Qian secretly shouted with some grief and anger that he had been practicing hard for half a year, but he could only break through two levels of cultivation.

And Bai Feng was promoted from a first-ring soul master to a third-ring soul master in just one afternoon.

A fiery red flower exuding heat waves spun out from her body.

It was a vermilion flower with petals divided into nine.

The stamen in the middle is vertical from the center, like a crystal clear crystal, and the vertical branches from the stamen are rolling with red light.

The two crimson halos rotating around Wang Qian seemed to be pulled by something, and they slipped away from Wang Qian's body.

Rotating in the void, shrinking inward

The halos surrounding the aura of the Sun magically turned into a yellow and a purple soul ring.

After blending into the vermilion petals, something even more bizarre happened.

Suddenly three of the nine vermilion petals turned into different colors of yellow, yellow, and purple.

"Phoenix, what is this?" Wang Qian said in surprise.

"As a unique auxiliary weapon soul, Jiuyanghua has the so-called weapon soul ontology skill. For such an auxiliary effect, soul skills are the best configuration!" Phoenix said lightly.

"It seems that during my half-year of hard training, you learned a lot of cool knowledge about Douluo Continent from that old man Bai Buxuan!" Wang Qian teased.

"Why did those Zhiyang Qi turn into soul rings? Is it your fault?"

"That's natural. The so-called soul ring is just a special energy carrier. These belong to the rules set by the strong.

But I don't belong to this world. My soul is independent of the Douluo plane, so naturally I don't need to be troubled by these laws! "

Phoenix looked at Wang Qian coldly and said.

It has no extra expressions, except for a dead face and a poker face. I guess the gods like this kind of pose.

"I understand, those Zhiyang Qi are the characteristics of Jiuyanghua Martial Spirit.

It's just that Bai Lu's body can't hold such a thick Yang Qi, so you thin the Yang Qi in her body into nine halos, and turn two of them into her soul rings! "

Wang Qian suddenly figured out that the so-called [God-given soul ring] is the ability to change the world.

"Haha!" Phoenix said no more, just leaving a pile of mess for him to deal with.

Wang Qian closed his eyes again, opened them, his heart sank into his dantian, and suddenly found that the soul power in his body was painted with a layer of vermilion.

Not only has the quality of the soul power been improved again, but the soul power has also made a terrifying leap.

Half a year ago, he had just broken through the thirty-first level of cultivation. Half a year later, he went through hard training and finally advanced to the third level at the last moment, becoming the thirty-fourth level.

But at this time, Wang Qian's current cultivation level is actually at the bottleneck of level 38. It can take as little as one month and as many as two months to cultivate to the Soul Sect realm.