Chapter 064 The field of false gods, the blooming flower of killing
Yu Xiaogang,
Qian Renfeng didn't think there was anything wrong with choosing such a wasteful and scumbag person.
Although the soul bone skill has not yet been officially used, and it has been mentioned that it requires sufficient soul power level suppression, he has not worried about this problem.
His current strength is a level 95 Super Douluo!
And what about Yu Xiaogang?
The ‘powerful’ level 29 great soul master!
Across the level 66 gap, if the skills of the soul bone cannot be used, then 'Soul Suppression' and 'Forced Stripping' are not worthy of becoming the incidental skills of the 990,000-year-old Abyss Phoenix Spirit Skull.
As for forcibly stripping a person of his martial soul, it might turn him into a useless person who is worse than an ordinary person?
From beginning to end, Qian Renfeng never considered such a problem!
Something like Yu Xiaogang,
With his current strength of level 29, he can be regarded as a great soul master in the true sense, but what he does is not human affairs.
The breakthrough of a soul master is always accompanied by the chance of life and death. If Yu Xiaogang, a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death, really has strong determination and perseverance, he would have broken through long ago.
Forced stripping makes such a person even more useless, and there is no need to worry about any psychological guilt.
"boom!!!"
At this time, extremely terrifying soul power fluctuations erupted.
The terrifying force swept through the entire courtyard in an instant, and the sinister aura covered the courtyard from all directions.
Cross-legged on campus.
The spiritual skull of the Abyssal Phoenix was integrating towards the center of his eyebrows. The speed was not very fast, but it was integrating bit by bit.
At the same time, Qian Renfeng mobilized the soul power in his body and continued to accelerate the speed of absorbing the skull of the Abyssal Phoenix.
"It seems that the absorption has been completed?"
Not long after, Qian Renfeng opened his eyes slightly, and a look of surprise flashed across his pupils.
"My strength is now level 95. Although the level 96 titled Douluo is 20% more powerful in terms of pure soul power than the level 95 titled Douluo, a soul bone of this age should be enough for me to break through?"
"Is there something wrong?!"
Whisper softly.
Qian Renfeng discovered that after absorbing the skull of the Abyssal Phoenix, his soul power had been greatly improved.
The soul power has been accumulated enough, but the realm has not relaxed at all.
"By the way, after Xiaoxue's incident was exposed, Sword Douluo told Tang San some stories."
"After a titled Douluo reaches level 95, if he wants to continue to break through, he needs not only the accumulation of soul power, but also the understanding of his own martial soul."
"His father only reached level 97 at the age of 108 during his entire life, and when he was 98, he only realized the breakthrough to level 97 by fighting four titled Douluo alone. It seems to me
That’s the only difference.”
Qian Renfeng whispered.
The voice fell.
A burst of spiritual power surged toward the center of his eyebrows, and with a 'boom' sound, the eight-winged fallen angel spirit also appeared behind him.
The mental power passed between his eyebrows, and finally landed on the eight-winged fallen angel spirit.
Rumble!!!
Rumble!!!
Muffled sounds kept blasting from the air.
Sound waves interfered with the surroundings, and a gray world that seemed hazy but seemed to be real appeared in front of him.
"interesting!"
Qian Renfeng felt his soul floating away from his body, and in an instant he entered a gray world.
Arrogance, jealousy, rage, laziness, greed, gluttony, lust, and madness...and other emotions suddenly filled Qian Renfeng's mind.
"town!!!"
Qian Renfeng gave a light drink.
In an instant, all unreasonable emotions were suppressed.
Eight Winged Fallen Angel Martial Spirit.
Strictly speaking, it is the most evil spirit, according to the purpose of the Spirit Hall.
Qian Renfeng actually knew very well what his own fate would be. With his cheap grandfather Qian Daoliu's style and his status as an angel messenger, he would definitely kill him completely.
He has been safe and sound for so many years.
What he relies on is not only his identity as a biological grandson, but also his sufficient self-confidence!
All demons and monsters are suppressed!
No matter how evil you are, my heart will be like the bright moon hanging in the sky!
now,
The sudden abnormal emotions were suppressed by him in an instant.
Qian Renfeng didn't want to become Wuhun's puppet.
Because of the evil spirit of Wuhun, he himself fell into boundless evil, and eventually became the same type of person as some people in the Killing City.
After suppressing all his uneasy emotions, Qian Renfeng saw a phantom appearing directly in front of him.
The shadow had its back to him.
The eight wings spread out behind him, clearly showing the appearance of his martial spirit.
At the same time, mountains of corpses and seas of blood formed at the feet of the eight-winged fallen angel.
At first glance, it looked like blood was floating in the oars, and corpses were floating thousands of miles away.
If you look closely, it seems like countless laws are surging in it.
"I see!"
Qian Renfeng whispered: "Is this how you feel about your own martial soul?"
"Blooming in the midst of killing, and like flowers at dawn, twin poles, accompanying each other in life and death!"
A very terrifying domain power was instantly formed in the "mountain of corpses and sea of blood" where Qian Renfeng stood.
It is not a real divine realm like the Shura realm, but it is also not a simplified weak chicken realm like the killing realm, but a level between the two.
In other words, it can be called the realm of false gods!
Kill in the field, bloom in the field.
Qian Renfeng breathed hotly in his heart, and he already understood where he had reached enlightenment at this time.
…
…
In the small courtyard.
The terrifying momentum is no longer as strong as it was at the beginning.
Ah Yin and Xiao Wu cuddled together, Xiao Wu's face was full of worry. She saw that Qian Renfeng was making a breakthrough, but she was also worried that Qian Renfeng would fall in the breakthrough, and then her mother would never die.
There is no way to resurrect.
Bai Te bit her red lips tightly.
A thin layer of cold sweat hung on his forehead.
Ah Yin took a deep breath and looked at the ghost beside him who had returned from Tiandou City: "Lord Ghost Douluo, may I ask Your Majesty the Acting Pope if this has not succeeded yet?"
The ghost clasped his hands in front of him and frowned: "I don't know about your Majesty's affairs, but I have never failed!"
"Furthermore, more than half a month is not a long time for a titled Douluo to achieve a level breakthrough!"
boom!!!
Suddenly, at the moment when the ghostly voice fell, Qian Renfeng suddenly opened his eyes.
Within his pupils, sharp light suddenly burst out.
Seeing this, Gui Mei was shocked, and then saw Qian Renfeng's eyes gradually clearing up, and immediately reported: "Your Majesty, the matter has been reported to the royal family, and more than 80% of the Wuhun Palace army has gathered at this time.
Please give me your instructions."
Qian Renfeng hummed: "In that case, let's start preparations!"
"The days are almost here!"
The ghost responded and hurriedly left the small courtyard.
After Qian Renfeng decided on the arrangements, he seemed to hear a soft "pop" sound inside his body, and a strange flower loomed.
The flowers are of two colors, half as bright red as blood and half as white as soft as snow.
Bipolar twins, accompanying each other in life and death!