Douluo: Spirit Research Diary

After two days and sixteen hours.

Sword Dou Luo Chenxin finally woke up under the careful care of everyone. He raised his head and looked around, with a trace of confusion in his eyes.

"Han Tao."

"What you want is a soul beast with shadow characteristics, but I couldn't buy it for you."

Han Tao waved his hand and said: "It's okay!"

"It's no longer necessary now. Not long ago, Bone Douluo helped me hunt down a shadow pangolin in the Star Dou Forest and obtained the origin of the shadow characteristics."

He recalled the process.

Suddenly the finger was raised, and the tip flashed with a sharp edge.

"Is this sword intention?" Ning Rongrong asked.

Sword Douluo showed a long-lost smile and nodded gently: Yes.

"Under great terror, there are great opportunities. When life is in danger, the sword spirit that has been dreamed of for a long time can be promoted."

"But having said that, Han Tao, you exchanged the synergy skills of 64 Slash with Qian Daoliu. This deal is not very cost-effective!"

"The Seraphim himself is ridiculously strong. If he gets the skill of soul power synergy, I guess Tang Chen won't be his match."

Han Tao's posture was calm: "It's okay!"

"Right now, our Qibao Glazed Sect and Wuhun Palace are in a semi-cooperative state. Even if they get soul power synergy and 36 cuts, it doesn't matter."

"The theory will continue to deepen, and the strength will gradually increase. I am not afraid of how powerful the enemies will be in the future, because what I lack most now is the time to grow."

Chen Xin did not refute.

Putting on a comfortable posture, he took out a very small piece of "meat" from the soul guide.

"What is this?" Han Tao asked.

"Although I am not Tang Chen's opponent, the overlap of sword intent and sword shadow still hurt him."

"And this piece of flesh and blood is the result!"

[Tang Chen's muscle mass] is very small, about the size of a table tennis ball.

Based on its existence, the extent of Tang Chen's injuries can be inferred.

"No wonder."

This also answered Han Tao's doubts.

Why Tang Chen didn't attack himself? On the one hand, it might not be effective, and on the other hand, stimulating the body would aggravate the injury.

"Wait a mininute!"

Ye Lingling used his soul power to inject healing light into the broken pieces of flesh.

The piece of meat had been placed in the soul guide for two days, completely losing its vitality and emitting a rancid smell over time.

Ning Rongrong took two steps back in disgust. Ye Lingling's healing soul power had no effect on him.

"Obviously, it's dead."

"That's not true, but samples of dead objects are equally meaningful."

While talking, a prisoner was summoned.

Ye Lingling started experimenting on him, using Tang Chen's muscle groups as templates to weave on the prisoner's body, observing and comparing the effects after shaping.

"Well,,,,,," she touched her chin and thought about the description: "The nine-headed bat is the ultimate soul beast, and Tang Chen's body was changed by it."

"The main transformation is the red muscle group."

"Red muscles?"

The pink muscle group ratio is an excellent characteristic of the little dancing soul beast's transformation.

The red muscle groups were the muscle groups that Ye Lingling thought were meaningless some time ago.

It can increase the soul master's endurance, and because she has healing capabilities, there is no endurance defect and there is no need for this component at all.

"The blood vessels are densely intertwined on the muscles, providing blood supply beyond imagination, but the blessing of strength is extremely limited."

Han Tao retorted: "I don't think Tang Chen is an idiot?"

"With Tang Chen's brain and decision-making, it is impossible to allow himself to sacrifice strength and increase the blood supply to his muscles to increase his endurance."

Sword Douluo, Ye Lingling, and Ning Rongrong remained silent.

The elder guarding the temple thought for a moment, then suddenly opened a book, his tone uncertain.

"What if this muscle tissue does more than simply increase endurance?"

"Or, can it improve other aspects of the soul master?"

Tap your fingers lightly.

Take a look at the existing information and analyze the source of Tang Chen's strength.

Xu Jiu: "My mental power cannot penetrate into Tang Chen's body."

"It's a blood problem!" Ning Rongrong suddenly said.

"According to ancient records, the blood river in the Killing City contains some kind of poison that can corrode the soul of a soul master."

"Yellow Springs Dew!"

Han Tao got the answer.

Huangquanlu is the condensed substance of the soul after the soul master dies.

"When the condensation of the soul flows along the blood vessels throughout the body, it will naturally be able to block my prying eyes."

"I see!"

Han Tao and Ning Rongrong looked at each other.

They smiled one after another, and analyzed Tang Chen's strength under the light and shadow of the illusion.

"Huangquan Dew is a chronic poison. Long-term consumption of Huangquan Dew will cause the soul master to become dependent on it and fall into endless mania."

"At the same time, this toxin can increase the spiritual power of the soul master."

"This poison is fused with the blood, and the nine-headed bat is not only the ultimate in blood, but also the controller of blood."

"As long as the toxicity of Huangquan Dew does not exceed the critical value, the worry of poison can be exempted by racial talent."

"At this point, the system is formed!"

Ning Rongrong raised the corners of her mouth arrogantly, as if she was bragging about her intelligence.

Ye Lingling's research on toxins was not good, so he had never heard of "Yellow Spring Dew" and had some difficulty understanding it.

So, she asked Han Tao: "Can you tell me in detail?"

In a slow tone, Han Tao explained bit by bit.

"The blood and race of the nine-headed bat improved Tang Chen's physical attributes, and the control of the blood carried the 'Yellow Spring Dew' to sublimate his spirit again, and the ring-blasting skills provided additional soul power."

"Physical, soul power, and spirit, the basic strength of the three leaped synchronously without any defects."

"At the same time, the Yellow Spring Dew can strengthen the effect of murderous aura and killing intent, not only as the foundation of the martial soul of the Clear Sky Hammer, but also as the capital for the advancement of the Shura God."

The Clear Sky Hammer is not the core of this system, the nine-headed bat is.

Similar to the vampire in Western culture, the power of controlling blood is the essence of this soul beast, and when Tang Chen realized this, he deduced a huge system of dilemma.

"Your Majesty Haotian is also a genius who leads an era."

Sword Douluo suddenly said with dissatisfaction:

"Han Tao, why do you always boost others' ambitions and destroy your own prestige?"

"Is there no flaw in Tang Chen's doing this?"

Han Tao nodded: "Yes, of course!"

"This system structure is a very extreme transformation and not orthodox enough."

As he thought about it, Han Tao paused.

The nine-headed bat took over the magpie's nest because of the induction of the Rakshasa God, and the induction from the gods, any soul master can't resist it.

"This is not a flaw in his system, but a gap in hard power."

After thinking for a while: "When the Yellow Spring Dew exceeds the load limit of the nine-headed bat race, it may pose a certain threat to Tang Chen."

Tang Chen's death in the original work is inevitable under the fate line:

Nine-headed bats carry organizational structure and blood stripping, which means that 99 points of blood tempering and 99 points of racial talent are all gone.

The blood of the Clear Sky Hammer was devoured by it, and it lost the ability to control the blood to suppress the toxicity, and the Yellow Spring Dew was activated by the "Snow Swan Kiss", and the toxin was strengthened and spread thousands of times.

Ning Rongrong hesitated for a while, and suddenly said: "The Snow Swan Kiss may be able to hurt him."

"Just a part of the power of the fairy grass can strengthen the green phosphorus poison of the Sunset Forest to the god level. I think Tang Chen must be unable to bear it!"

Han Tao sighed regretfully.

Spreading his hands, he said: "The Snow Swan Kiss you gave me has been used up when evolving the Dark Blue Silver Grass. I don't have this thing now."