Douluo: Spirit Research Diary

"Seven Treasures Glazed Sect? Humph!"

"The three upper sects are connected with each other, and they really won't give in!"

Tang Hao's tone was accompanied by a chuckle.

He did not take Ning Fengzhi's threat to heart, but because of his repeated concessions, he had the illusion that the Qibao Glazed Sect was weak and could be bullied.

Suddenly looking behind Sword Douluo, his soul power was faintly stirring, like a colorful announcement in the sky:

"Emperor Xueye almost killed my son!"

"I must make him pay the price. Xue Qinghe must die today!"

Tang Hao's tone was extremely harsh.

As if occupying the great righteousness, he spoke with righteousness.

"Impossible!" Ning Fengzhi said flatly

"No matter what hatred you have against Xue Ye, this is not a reason to bring disaster to Chi Yu. Xue Qinghe is now my apprentice!"

In fact, in Ning Fengzhi's eyes, Xue Qinghe was really an insignificant character, but why did he protect him so harshly?

Faced with Tang Hao's threat, he retreated and compromised. How would you let Han Tao think of it, and how would you let other forces think of it?

Han Tao is also his apprentice. Does he think that the title of master and apprentice is meaningless?

"snort!"

Tang Hao's eyes swept over Sword Douluo, his expression slightly hesitant.

"I heard that the Qibao Glazed Sect has a secret method of soundproofing?"

"how?"

Ning Fengzhi's expression turned cold: "You want to defeat my sect's secret method again?"

"No!" Tang Hao waved his hand: "Now use your sect's secret sound insulation method. There are some relatively secret things that are not convenient for others to know!"

Ning Fengzhi had no doubts, and the secret method of soundproofing was quietly activated.

Join Sword Douluo, Bone Douluo, and Tang Hao with him to complete the sound isolation.

"Sword Douluo, maybe you don't know yet, but Xue Qinghe's martial spirit is actually not a swan!"

"Oh?" Sword Douluo was curious.

"With the strength of my Titled Douluo, it should be easy to sneak attack a Soul Emperor, but it failed."

Ning Fengzhi's expression was very indifferent. As long as his Eight Treasures Glazed Pagoda increased the soul power of any soul master, his soul power intensity could be calculated based on the amount of increase.

And Xue Qinghe's god-level martial spirit obviously did not exceed his expectations.

"Why?" Sword Douluo became curious.

"His martial spirit is not a swan, but more powerful than the Clear Sky Hammer and the Seven Kills Sword."

Tang Hao pretended to pause, and then clearly said the term: "Seraph!"

"What!"

Sword Douluo's slender figure suddenly froze, and his white and neat robes stopped fluttering and suddenly froze in the air, forming a stiff scene.

His pupils shrank in response to the sound, and unbelievable anger surged from the bottom of his heart.

He stretched out his finger and pointed at Xue Qinghe not far away and asked: "Did you just say that his martial spirit is a seraph?"

"Yes!"

"I have experienced Qian Xunji's sword edge, felt the bright characteristics of this Seraph Martial Spirit, and also witnessed every soul skill of the Seraph Martial Spirit!"

Seven Killing Swords!

The sharp blade emerged from the sky.

Hatred and murderous intent are intertwined, troubled and merged into the top-notch martial soul Seven Kill Sword.

"Uncle Chen, wait!"

Ning Fengzhi's voice came to his ears.

At the same time, deep in the spirit, the light of gain from the Eight Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda came.

"The eight treasures turn out to be glass, and the eight treasures are famous. The eighth treasure is: spirit!"

The eighth amplifying soul skill was forcibly reflected on Sword Douluo's body, alleviating the endless anger in his heart.

"What Tang Hao said may not be the truth, it's just his one-sided statement!"

"Perhaps this is his way of alienating our Qibao Glazed Sect."

The fluorescent Liuli Pagoda martial spirit resounded with Ning Fengzhi’s voice, singing in Chen Xin’s mind

"Um!"

After Chen Xin calmed down, he finally stopped.

Tang Hao was dissatisfied when he heard this: "Did you alienate your Qibao Glazed Sect?"

"I, the mighty Haotian Douluo, do I need to lie?"

Above the Clear Sky Hammer, the endless martial spirit aura and macroscopic soul power surged into the sky, creating a gap in the vast sky.

The scarlet macroscopic soul power structure suddenly rippled in every corner of the sky above the Tiandou Empire.

"Haha!" Bone Douluo's lips twitched slightly.

With a touch of contempt and ridicule: "Even if you are a titled Douluo, why does the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect believe you? Believe the words of a person who does not believe in his words?"

Sword Douluo lowered his head and remained silent.

His father died at the hands of Qian Daoliu.

And if what Tang Hao said is true, and Xue Qinghe's martial spirit is a seraph, then he must have a certain relationship with Qian Daoliu.

As for the sworn hatred of killing his father, Sword Douluo would not care about the so-called morals and bottom line, and would take action against his juniors when it was time to do so.

"Sect Master Ning?" He looked at Ning Fengzhi: "Since you are not sure whether Tang Hao's remarks are true or false, why not let me verify it myself?"

Xueqing River is not far away, only a hundred steps away from Chenxin. This distance is nothing to a titled Douluo.

Ning Fengzhi frowned.

Xue Qinghe's martial spirit is a seraph, which he has known for a long time.

"Fine!"

After receiving the sect master's permission, Chen Xin moved extremely quickly. He took half a step and was already a hundred meters away, arriving in front of Xue Qinghe in an instant.

"Sword Douluo?" Xue Qinghe was stunned.

The Seven Killing Sword was suddenly drawn out, very close to his neck.

"Sword Douluo, what are you doing?"

The chief eunuch, with a sharp tone, stepped forward and asked eagerly,

Poison Douluo said coldly: "This is the Crown Prince of the Tiandou Empire, the only heir to the Tiandou Empire in the future, and he must not lose it!"

Sword Douluo stared at his face, trying to find some clues from his pupils, but he could not get the point: "Your Highness."

"Some of the truths of the past need me to pursue personally, so please forgive the mistakes of this old minister."

"Now please, summon your martial soul!"

Xue Qinghe's face was pale, but his long-hidden calm mentality allowed him to face such urgent questioning calmly.

The power of the soul bone in the head was quietly activated, and the pure white bright swan suddenly appeared in the scene.

Raising its towering neck, it took the fighting posture of a big goose and rushed towards Sword Douluo's body.

"Excuse me!"

Sword Douluo pushed the swan away.

With his theoretical level, of course, he did not have an additional way to judge the authenticity of the martial soul, so he looked at the master again.

Ning Fengzhi slowly stepped forward and stroked the swan.

"It is the same as the Swan Martial Soul of the Tiandou Imperial Family, so it is impossible to distinguish its authenticity from the Martial Soul level."

Observing, describing, and thinking at the same time.

If I force it to be true, when the truth of Xue Qinghe is revealed, can Chen Xin still support me unwaveringly?

My eyes suddenly turned, and I looked at Gangzi beside me, saying earnestly:

"Yu Xiaogang is also studying Martial Souls, and I think he has some attainments in distinguishing the authenticity of Martial Souls."

Yu Xiaogang: "More than a little!"

Ning Fengzhi showed surprise on his face and asked again: "Then can you please ask the master to refute whether the Crown Prince's Martial Soul is true or not?"

The master heard it, and his face suddenly straightened.

His expression also flew up, and he walked to the front of the swan with arrogant and hasty steps.