Douluo: Wuhun is actually myself

"Stop it, second brother!"

"锵 铮 ... 铮 铮 锵 ..."

As this soft voice sounded, a relaxed and melodious sound of the piano came from not far away. This voice seemed to have some magic power, and Tang Hao, who was originally planning to fight to the death, suddenly became quiet.

After the people surrounding Tang Hao heard the sound of the piano, they calmed down a little and did not kill him immediately, but they still stared at Tang Hao.

Compared to Tang Hao, they seemed to have better resistance to the noble ring.

It stands to reason that Tang Hao should be more resistant to the noble ring, so a few people were afraid that Tang Hao's performance was just faking, so they didn't kill him immediately.

"Second...brother..."

Suddenly, Tang Hao, who had calmed down, spoke up. His voice was hoarse and lonely, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time.

It turned out that it was not the power of the noble circle that comforted him, but the sound of "Second Brother!"

On the other side, Cao Kun, holding the Flame Dragon Sword, watched Tang Hao's lips tremble. With his current hearing power, he was able to hear the two words Tang Hao muttered!

After Cao Kun sighed, he shook his head and focused on the Flame Dragon Sword in his hand that had started to change since he killed Yang Qian just now.

Because he had experienced the aristocratic realm last time, and after experiencing the Ice and Fire Eyes and absorbing the increased mental power after seeing through the autumn dew, the aristocratic circle has little impact on him now.

Not like the force clan next to him, his eyes were slightly closed and he was listening to the music with an expression of enjoyment.

He raised the Flame Dragon Sword in front of him and found that the Flame Dragon Sword in his hand was emitting a dull red light. This ray of red light extended outwards and met Yang Qian's slowly dissipating soul-breaking gun.

The light spots dissipated from the soul-breaking gun were slowly sucked into the Flame Dragon Sword along with the red light.

What else has changed?

Cao Kun thought in confusion, and walked to the side of the soul-breaking gun with the Flame Dragon Sword to speed up the absorption speed of the Flame Dragon Sword.

Now, if one ignores the Celestial Vine that Zhilin slowly approached Tang Hao and the black demon true form of Mengshenji that disappeared at an unknown time, the place seemed to be quiet all of a sudden.

In such an atmosphere, Cao Kun pointed the tip of the Flame Dragon Sword at the Soul-Breaking Gun, causing the Soul-Breaking Gun to be quickly sucked into it.

boom-

After absorbing the Soul-Breaking Spear, the Flame Dragon Sword instantly bloomed with red light. Fortunately, it was some distance away from the other side, so it did not affect the movement there.

Suddenly a piece of information was transmitted into Cao Kun's mind. In an instant, a smile appeared on Cao Kun's originally calm face, and the corners of his mouth raised.

Holding the Flame Dragon Sword, Cao Kun had a thought in his mind, and the touch of the hand holding the Flame Dragon Sword changed. A red light flashed, and a red weapon similar in style to the soul-breaking gun appeared in Cao Kun's hand.

"wc, has it really become Ruyi?!"

After waving the spear in his hand, Cao Kun muttered in a suppressed voice.

Such changes reminded him of the cartoons he watched as a child.

Suddenly he thought of something, looked at a small bag on his waist, and said excitedly:

"This is the wishful treasure bag.!"

Then he touched his clothes.

"This is Ruyi Baibao Yi!"

Finally, he looked at the Flame Dragon Sword in his hand, which he had transformed back into.

"Is this the Ruyi Hundred Treasures Sword?!"

"My whole body is really happy!"

After getting excited, Cao Kun picked up the poisonous scorpion torso bone lying next to him that was emitting a black-green light.

This torso bone should have been obtained by Yang Qian when he obtained the sixth soul ring, which means that this soul bone is ten thousand years old!

Cao Kun thought of Yang Qian's black sixth soul ring, and then sighed with some regret:

"What a pity, I can't absorb it!"

After picking up this soul bone, whenever Cao Kun thought about absorbing the soul bone, he would feel a sense of discomfort in his body. It seemed that he really couldn't absorb the soul bone.

It's not because the soul bone was too weak last time!

Cao Kun thought regretfully. Suddenly, the Flame Dragon Sword in his hand glowed red again, and then a fiery red dragon appeared from the dragon pattern in the sword body. He ate the soul bone in the other hand in one bite, and then Swinging his body back to the Flame Dragon Sword.

After eating the soul bone, another piece of information was transmitted to Cao Kun's mind.

"It's really just what you want!"

"I'll just change my name to you Ruyi from now on!"

Cao Kun was shocked again, murmured in a low voice, and casually changed the name of Yanlong Sword.

After absorbing the soul bone, Ruyi's power was enhanced, and he also gained a soul skill that was like a poisonous scorpion's body protection.

Fire dragon body protection!

Cao Kun didn't know the specific performance and power, but he thought it should be similar to when Yang Qian used the poisonous scorpion to protect his body.

Although he wanted to test it out, it seemed that now was not the time. Cao Kun had to suppress his curiosity, glanced at the place where he had just collided with Yang Qian, and smiled in his heart.

Thank you, good man!

"锵 铮 ... 铮 锵 锵 ... 铮 ..."

After Cao Kun took Ruyi back into the sign of his right hand, Tang Yuehua's piano sound gradually came to an end.

"Clang—"

As the music ended, Tang Hao's originally black eyes returned to a little white, and the last two soul rings that were originally shaking also became quiet.

"on!"

At the same time, Meng Shenji roared, and the azure vine that had swam to Tang Hao's feet instantly became thicker and larger, and tied Tang Hao up like a mummy.

Before Tang Hao could react, the true form of the black demon that had disappeared from the Dream God Machine appeared behind Tang Hao.

"Giao!"

A sharp scream made Tang Hao pause, and then the black demon's true form turned into a wisp of black smoke and merged into Tang Hao's body, making Tang Hao, who had slowed down and wanted to break free, instantly quieted down!

"Possessed by a black demon!"

Meng Shenji's soul skill is an absolute control soul skill!

"Pfft!"

During this period, Yang Wudi, who was closest, rushed over and pierced Tang Hao's body with a shot!

"uh-huh-"

"puff!"

This blow did not make Tang Hao react. Instead, the Meng Shenji who was controlling Tang Hao groaned and spit out a mouthful of blood!

This made the controlled Tang Hao swing a little.

He wanted to take this opportunity to get rid of the control of Mengshenji!

"Don't attack, the chief is now connected with Tang Hao!"

"You will interrupt the chief's control!"

Seeing that several others wanted to continue the attack, Zhilin quickly reminded them.

This caused the few people who came over to stop attacking, but they still stared closely at Tang Hao, who had been entangled by Zhilin's azure vines into a mummy.

If something goes wrong, they will immediately attack with their ultimate move.

Especially Snake Spear and Ghost Douluo, their eyes are full of fierce light!

Before the three major education committees and single-attribute families came to help, they were beaten badly.

If it weren't for Zhilin's treatment, Snake Spear may not be able to play again now, just like the blood of the martial soul's true body that was blown out, it is still there to heal!

"What should we do now!?"

Yang Wudi asked in a low voice.

Hearing this, the three major education committees did not speak and were doing their own things honestly. Niu Gao stood next to Yang Wudi and was also very quiet.

Bai He, who was flying aside, turned his eyes to look at Snake Spear and Ghost Douluo.

Ghost Douluo did not change, but Snake Spear could not help but look towards the place where the sound of the piano had just come out.

There stood a graceful and elegant woman, and next to her was an ordinary-looking but gentle man.

Those were Tang Yuehua and the current prince, Xue Qinghe!