Douluo: Starting from the Spirit of Time Worm

A young man in black stood on the test bench, his posture upright, as high-spirited as before. But unlike the proud and complacent him in the past, he is now more calm and his edge is more restrained.

"Cheating, this guy must have cheated."

Xiao Ning, who fantasized about taking the opportunity to capture Xiao Meng's heart when Xiao Yan fell to the bottom, had a distorted face.

After the test stage, there is a challenge stage. Those who failed to pass the test have the opportunity to challenge those who passed the test. There is only one chance.

Xiao Ning's follower Xiao Ke thought about it for a while, and finally took Xiao Yan as his target.

He didn't believe that this waste really stood up again.

Xiao Ke jumped onto the stage, and in full view of the public, he bowed slightly to Xiao Yan, "Cousin Xiao Yan, please!"

Looking at this cousin who had been good to him when he was down and out, Xiao Yan showed a slightly sarcastic smile on his face... Do you think I am still a soft persimmon?

He walked onto the stage, not giving the opponent too many opportunities to perform, and used the simplest and lowest-level yellow-level low-level fighting skill, "Stone Breaking Palm", to knock him upside down.

The whole audience was silent, and everyone was shocked by Xiao Yan's powerful performance. Only Xiao Meng was jumping and shouting:

"Master Xiao Yan is awesome! Master is the best!"

Xun'er had a peaceful smile on her face, and she was much more reserved than Xiao Meng.

Xiao Meng's jumping made many people look at her. In response, she frowned and waved her white fist:

"What are you looking at? Want to challenge me?"

The boys and girls turned their heads at the same time...

Challenge her? They are not crazy yet!

When Xiao Yan walked off the stage and came to his side, Xiao Meng immediately put away her ferocious look and looked well-behaved.

Xiao Meng's cute look made Xiao Ning jealous. He thought viciously in his heart: I must defeat Xiao Yan completely before he can rise completely, at the coming-of-age ceremony next month! Otherwise, I will have no chance.

After the test, Xiao Yan also relaxed for a rare moment. He did not practice immediately, but accompanied Xun'er to play for a day as agreed.

This made Xun'er happy all day long. Of course, it would be great if she could get rid of the maid who said she wanted to help carry things and followed her.

The old man who had been secretly protecting Xun'er frowned, feeling that such a development was a bit dangerous.

However, he was just a small Douhuang, and his words were not important. He could not interfere with the behavior of the young lady.

Besides, this was not his mission. Apart from the safety of the young lady, the rest had nothing to do with him.

After relaxing for a day, Xiao Yan devoted himself to the intense and fulfilling practice again.

...

Northwest of the Warcraft Mountains, near the Yunlan Sect's residence.

Ancient trees towered to the sky, and the sturdy trees that required several people to hug were like giant umbrellas, with overlapping and intertwined treetops, almost covering the sky.

Occasionally, a few rays of sunlight would shine through the gaps between the branches and leaves, forming mottled light and shadows.

There was a thin layer of mist in the forest, adding a bit of mystery to the entire environment. The humid air was mixed with the smell of soil and plants, making people dare not breathe too deeply.

From time to time, strange roars echoed in the forest, which were the low roars of monsters.

"Hehehe..."

A hoarse and sharp laughter that gave people a bit of weirdness sounded, and large patches of black fog poured out, covering the sky and the earth, as if to swallow up the entire forest.

These black mists quickly condensed again, and finally turned into a ball of deeper black mist that was about ten feet wide and long.

"Hehehe..."

The sinister and strange laughter sounded again, circling in the forest like a crow, and it lasted for a long time.

A skinny claw like a dry branch emerged from the black fog and accurately pinched the neck of a "red-tailed fox" that was lying on the ground and dared not move because of the pressure he exuded.

The red-tailed fox began to struggle because of the pain. Judging from the fighting spirit surging from it, it was a fourth-level magic beast!

But even such a powerful magic beast comparable to human fighting spirits had no power to resist in front of this strange figure.

He slapped the red-tailed fox on the head with his other hand, and the magic beast fell silent. An illusory and almost transparent fox shadow was drawn out by the figure in the black fog.

This shadow is the soul of the red-tailed fox!

The strange figure did not dislike the almost transparent soul, but praised it highly:

"Not bad, not bad, I didn't expect the soul power of the monsters here is so strong. It just so happens that I want to refine a "soul-enhancing pill" to trade with others. I need a lot of souls, so I'll use you.

"Although the side effects of refining the soul-enhancing pill with human souls are smaller, it's not for me, so who cares...

"I still need human souls to report to my superiors... How can I have any extra?"

"Swish..."

The black chains stretched out from the black fog like poisonous snakes, turned into blurred black lines, and shot towards the surrounding monsters.

The front end of the chain was extremely sharp, covered with mysterious runes, and coiled around the tip of the lock, revealing a trace of evil spirit.

The chain accurately pierced the heads of the monsters, and quickly hooked away their souls when leaving.

Afterwards, he looked at the souls he had hooked with some disappointment. Not every soul was as strong as the red-tailed fox just now. Most of them were very weak. Some even dissipated their souls at the moment of death, and nothing was hooked.

He cursed inwardly, but he did not stop his actions and continued to harvest souls.

More and more souls were gathered in the hands of the mysterious figure. These souls came from various magical beasts and were mixed into a ball.

In that soul ball, fearful and confused animal faces kept appearing and disappearing. They fought against each other, as if they were trying their best to fight for dominance.

The black mist floated in the air, bypassing thick tree trunks at low altitude, and quickly shuttled through the forest.

The mysterious figure's behavior lasted for two days, and countless magical beasts suffered from his poisonous hands.

In the end, he found that only the magical beast souls in that small area were particularly powerful, and the rest of the magical beasts were very ordinary. There was not much benefit in continuing to kill, so he stopped.

Looking at the soul ball in his hand with a faint black mist, he was still not satisfied.

"It's still too little..."

After hesitating for a moment, he took out a soul body that was wailing and screaming, twisting in pain from the bag on his waist with some pain.

With a clap of his hands, he also slapped the soul body into the soul ball.

He found a cave that looked relatively hidden and placed two black chains at the entrance of the cave as a warning.

The black fog slowly dissipated, revealing a thin and gloomy face. He was wearing a black robe and a wide hat on his clothes, and the whole person looked tall and thin.

His right hand was in the shape of a palm knife, and he cut out a flat ground in the cave. He walked to the flat ground and sat cross-legged.

Staring at the transparent soul sphere surrounded by a faint black fog, the black-robed man stretched out his hands and stretched them diagonally upward.

Two groups of light black airflow flowed out from between his palms, constantly squeezing the soul ball in the middle from all directions.

The twisted soul ball with a hint of madness kept shrinking, and finally gathered into a pill the size of a longan.

This is a highly condensed soul, almost getting rid of the illusory state and having a physical body.

"Soul-enhancing pill... it's done." He grabbed the pill the size of a longan and put it into a white jade bottle, with a smile on his face.

"Hehe... I spent so much effort, I hope you won't let me down." The black-robed man muttered to himself.

The black mist surged out of his body again, covering him completely. He suddenly soared into the sky and quickly flew away.

Although he walked recklessly between the Magic Beast Mountains, no Magic Beast dared to make a sound. They were all frightened by his previous massacres and wished that this killer would leave quickly.

After the black mist went away, a translucent worm with twelve rings and star-like colors slowly emerged from the ground.

Amon stared at the direction where the Soul Palace guardian was going away, and sighed, a little disappointed.

After discovering him, Amon deliberately let his clone reveal his soul power to attract his attention. As expected, the guardian took the bait, caught the red-tailed fox, extracted its soul, and also took away the spiritual worm that parasitized its soul.

He originally wanted to let the clone try to sneak into the Soul Palace by deliberately getting caught, and explore the Soul Palace's methods.

But he didn't expect that the Soul Palace guardian actually used these souls to refine the elixir.

However, the disappointment on his face did not last long, and he said to himself with interest:

"Interesting... This elixir seems to be made for a deal with someone, and I don't know which lucky person will use it.

"If it's really as I expected, then the benefits of this accidental hit may be huge..."

Almost at the same time, all the Amons who were not around the main body suddenly realized that Amon's total volume had reached the maximum.

Although the main body and the clone, and the clones and the clones can no longer be spiritually connected after the distance is too far, this restriction of the rules of heaven and earth will act on each Amon and be known by all Amons.

Therefore, Amon's main body took this as a signal to tell the clones He has made a big move.

…

In Wutan City, Wu Meng sighed and separated a spiritual insect with most of his cultivation from his body.

After landing, these spiritual insects committed suicide very consciously.

This was an agreement between the main body and the clone in advance. If the volume reaches the upper limit, then the temporarily unnecessary clones will be cleared to make room for Amon on the main body.

In the east of the Warcraft Mountains, the Ape King found a safe place to hide. There were also spiritual insects in its body, and then died.

The breath of the Ape King dropped sharply.

Such scenes also happened in many places.

But soon, Amon's volume reached the upper limit again.

Wumeng's face changed slightly: "What is the main body doing? "

Although he was a little confused, he did not hesitate and repeated his previous behavior.

But the Ape King did not continue to do so, because if he continued to weaken, his survival in the dangerous Monster Mountain Range would be in question.

This way of self-weakening to free up "volume share", the specific amount of freeing up is determined by the clone.

Wumeng's place is safe, and it is okay to continue to weaken, so he will continue to repeat this behavior until he thinks that his cultivation has reached the lowest point, and continuing to weaken will affect himself.

This way of transmitting information through the rules of heaven and earth regardless of distance is very limited, and can only do this, and cannot go further and transmit more specific information.