Douluo: This soul master is too involuntarily involved

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, a few days have passed.

Su Ming had been cultivating spiritual power, and naturally did not know that Flender had brought Dai Mubai and them to the Royal Academy.

And, with a warm attitude, Bai Baoshan and Zhilin successfully kept the three of Flanders.

As for Li Yusong, he didn't know where he went and didn't follow Flander.

Shrek Academy fell apart, Flender and Yu Xiaogang quarreled, and the two sides also parted ways, the former did not go to the Blue Ba Academy this time, but came to the Royal Academy.

Perhaps fate is such a trickster that the two sides left Shrek Academy and are now reunited in another academy.

The difference is that Shrek Academy is no longer there, while the First Academy is in the abyss, ready to take off.

Xiao Wu and their meeting with Flender did not have the imaginary needle to Mai Mang, saber rattling.

Flander's mental state at the moment did not have any thoughts at all.

So the two sides fell into a strange silence - strangeness after familiarity, dilution after strangeness.

Only the relationship between Oscar and Tang San is not bad, at least not so rigid.

Su Ming pried away the two from the Royal Academy, and the arrival of Dai Mubai and Oscar added two more people to the Royal Academy team.

Everything, and the original embarked on a different path.

The long staircase is invisible at a glance, and the end is extremely dark, like a black hole, swallowing approaching objects.

The pitch-black walls were drained and the scenery returned to primitive and black and white.

In the dark, a figure walked up the steps, his steps were not fast, and he walked very calmly step by step.

The light cut through the darkness, and Su Ming came to the eighth floor of the tower.

Well?

Su Ming looked around, his face a little puzzled.

Compared with the first eight floors, there are no imaginary monsters here, empty, giving people the illusion of unreality.

"You coming?"

The magnetic voice fluttered lightly, as if an old friend met, and an old man dressed in black appeared in front of Su Ming out of thin air.

The gray hair was soft and smooth, like a silver waterfall scattered behind his head, and the old man looked at Su Ming indifferently, with a mocking smile in his eyes.

The moment he saw the old man, Su Ming had a feeling of being shocked, and his thoughts flew in an instant.

It was hard to imagine what could make Su Ming's thoughts fluctuate so drastically.

Because the appearance of the old man is exactly the same as him, but in that old age, there is indeed a shadow of seven or eight points of him.

Sure enough, in the dream, the biggest enemy is yourself!

"The last level, is it to fight you?"

Su Ming came to the old man, touched his chin and looked at the other party curiously, his calm and relaxed appearance, as if he was admiring his old handsome appearance, without the slightest fear.

The old man shook his head and said:

"The enemy of the last level is yourself."

"I have all your abilities, are you sure you still have to fight?"

The old man's voice was fluttering, with a bit of ethereal temperament.

From beginning to end, he did not have any change in expression, like a pool of stagnant water.

It gives the impression that there is no danger that can make people let down all their guards.

But for the old man's words, Su Ming couldn't help it.

"Why are you laughing?" The old man frowned slightly and asked.

"The most important thing in the fantasy world is to deceive the enemy."

"It's a pity, you're too fake!"

Su Ming shook his head, and his figure quickly retreated, fixed ten meters in front of the old man.

In an instant, countless sword qi burst out from Su Ming's body.

The old man's face did not change color, and the moment he waved his sleeves, a tornado grew rapidly, confronting Su Ming's sword qi tornado.

Bang!

In the violent explosion, all the sword qi disappeared invisibly and completely disappeared.

The old man smiled indifferently, "Look, I can do all your moves, and your attack can't hurt me at all." "

"Since it is impossible to break through this eighth layer, why do these senseless struggles?!"

Su Ming glanced at his own blood bar, 13300, which was similar to the blood bar on the old man's body, and even the other party's value was 500 higher than his own, reaching 13800.

Just now the spiritual power collided, Su Ming was slightly inferior, the old man's words did seem to be right, this was indeed a useless struggle.

Undeterred, Su Ming's eyes flashed with a pinprick glow.

"If you can't beat it, try it to find out."

"But there is a saying that you are wrong, you are not me, and you cannot be me."

Stone shattering!

The old man's face changed slightly.

Swish!

The toes exerted force, and Su Ming's figure shot out in an instant.

Bang!

The powerful elbow impact set off a terrifying impact, and both hands of the two burst out with brilliant golden light at the same time.

The same soul power strength, the same strength.

It was as if two figures in a mirror approached and then pulled away.

The two figures brushed and retreated in unison.

Soul Power - 233!

As soon as he landed, like a taut bowstring, Su Ming instantly jumped up and closed the distance between him and the old man again.

Swish!

The taut right leg knife and axe swept away, and before the sonic boom sounded, Su Ming's right leg had already come to the old man's head.

The roaring air poured back, and the old man instantly threw his left foot on the ground, his arms spread out like a soaring goshawk, and quickly dodged Su Ming's attack.

At this moment, the old man suddenly raised his head, and his sharp eagle eyes showed a bloodthirsty light.

The old man formed his hands into fists, his middle finger protruded, and his fists struck.

High right whip leg, Su Ming is facing the old man at the moment because of inertia, and the back door is open, which is also an excellent opportunity to attack.

"Just in time!"

Su Ming's eyes froze, and he raised his breath with both hands.

Whoops——

Ten sword qi condensed around his body, and the old man's fist collided, and he was actually cut off by a large piece of sword qi.

Spiritual power—820!

The old man was taken aback and quickly opened the distance between him and Su Ming.

"This can't be!"

"I will have the ability you will have, how can you hurt me?!"

Because it was a spiritual body, the old man's severed fingers recovered quickly.

But compared to the broken finger, Su Ming's reaction surprised the old man even more, and his mirrored calm face instantly collapsed, shocked and frightened.

"I said, you're not me!"

"There is no perfect dream, and there is no absolute imitation."

The snow-white long sword appeared in Su Ming's hand, it was an elegant moon arc, which rose from nowhere, but saw that it landed in front of the old man.

"The first seven layers let you see all my moves, but in terms of combat instinct, you are far behind!"

The old man's pupils trembled dramatically, and his eyes finally surged with fear that he had never felt before.

The sword light streaked through the old man's face, and the old man's entire face was reflected on it, it was a distorted and fearful face.

Also, himself!

The nightmarish voice sounded in the old man's ears again.

"Moreover, what I am powerful is not a move that I master!"

The long sword disappeared, and Su Ming's eyes showed an even brighter light.

Originally, the sword finger held the sword, but now with the disappearance of the sword, the sword finger actually went down.

The waves crashed on the shore, and countless sword qi burst out in an instant, and the sharp sword momentum was like a broken bamboo, without any obstruction, instantly penetrating the old man's body.

Bang!

The sword fingers touched, like a lightning strike, and the old man smashed heavily on the ground.

The terrifying sword qi penetrated the ground of the eighth layer together, and the old man instantly fell on the seventh layer.

Spiritual power—2317!

"You..."

The old man was about to get up, but when he looked up, Su Ming's eyes actually burst with a strange golden light.

It was an extremely refined light, which seemed to cut and tear apart everything in this world all the time.

The emperor who is high above does not allow anyone to look directly at his holy face.

The old man was terrified to find that his spiritual power was actually continuing to decline.

—340！

—206！

—222！

......

"What the hell is this?"

The brilliant light cut through the cloudy eyes, and the old man watched as the golden light frantically converged into Su Ming's eyes from the outside world.

It was a unique power, not a spiritual power, but...

Rumble!

The sluice gates of the Tianhe River were opened, and the golden light frantically shot towards the old man's body, and the infinite power of the golden waterfall bombarded the old man.

A hole!

Two holes!

The old man's back was torn and getting bigger and bigger, and finally the old man was directly cut off by the block.

Seventh layer, broken!

Sixth layer, broken!

The fifth layer, broken!

Bang!

The firmament shattered, the earth collapsed, and smoke and dust poured in frantically from above.

The storm of destruction brought the old man to the space of the fourth layer.

Nourish -

At the break, the gray water stream reunited the old man's chest and waist.

The old man who had recovered gasped in horror, and two small black horns emerged from the top of the old man's head, revealing his original face.

But the value above the head is only 5809 at the moment.

Outside, Meng Shenji spat out blood, his eyes were as big as an ox, and his heart was immersed in the attack just now and could not return to his senses.

Soul Technique!

Create your own soul technique!

Dreams can't use soul techniques, this guy can actually mobilize the soul power of his body to create soul techniques.

"Monster!!"

Meng Shenji's clenched fists were trembling, and he was terrified.

This guy is right, his most terrifying ability is not his moves, but his creativity.

- His different thinking!

One is always creating!

People who are always improving!

How should the mirror beast imitate?!

On the roof of the seven-story building, a figure stood by the cave, its golden gaze projected far away, looking down like an emperor.

The mirror beast's heart tightened, and after looking at each other for ten seconds, the unprecedented lack of control made him panic, and subconsciously lowered his noble head.

The body retreated, and a soul beast like a deer appeared.

The colorful body is like a glass casting, fantastic and charming, and countless figures flash above the mirror.

What is even more amazing is its eyes, each eye has three pupils, people dare not look at it, for fear that their souls will be taken.

"Mirror Beast!"

The mirror beast and the mirror shadow beast have the same bloodline, the monsters of the previous layers are also the soul ring soul beasts of the dream machine itself, as for the mirror beast of this last layer, it makes Su Ming's eyes shine, no wonder the dream of the dream machine is extremely difficult to break.

Under the premise that spiritual power is consumed, if you encounter a completely imitated soul beast, it is indeed difficult to win, and it is completely useless to fight blood.

"Forget it, kill you, it is estimated that Old Man Meng will have to vomit blood again."

With his gaze withdrawn from below, Su Ming looked at the top of the tower.

I saw him stretch out his right hand, and light golden starlight surged from all directions, and then it was wrapped in layers of gray energy.

Whoops——

The dark golden prismatic thorn ball condensed, like an all-breaking golden dart, rapidly rotating in Su Ming's hand with a terrifying wave of qi in circles, and black lines appeared in the air.

If you look closely, you will find that it is not a black line, there are countless stars twinkling inside, and the light breaks through the spatial barrier.

People who have seen Hokage should be extremely familiar with this type of move.

Including the previous spiritual hybrid attack with his eyes, this was what Su Ming had been trying a year ago, and if it weren't for Ye Lingling's treatment, his eyes would probably be lost.

At that time, the spiritual power was too small to fuse with the ultimate power, but now it is different.

The realm [Forbidden of Ten Thousand Words] formed by wood attributes, spiritual power and extreme gold has been successful, Su Ming already has his own understanding of the fusion of spiritual power and extreme energy, and at this moment, spiritual power cultivation is complete, and he can naturally be handy.

Rumble!

The golden dart was thrown out by Su Ming, and the top of the tower was instantly pierced and headed towards the sky.

Rumble!

The firmament was furious, and a powerful violent roar exploded in the sky, and a large hole appeared in the sky instantly.

Like a violent chemical reaction, the black hole spread rapidly, and in an instant, the entire space was dark.

Su Ming felt that his eyes were dark, and then the warm air was close to his skin, which was completely different from the feeling in his dream.

The star dou reversed, dispelling the darkness, and Su Ming's figure reappeared in the cultivation room.

"Go, don't disturb the old man here."

The soft voice sounded, Su Ming suddenly returned to his senses, turned his head to look, and the appearance of the dream god machine made his old face blush.

I saw Meng Shenji pursing his mouth, and the old face of the ravine showed a woman's weakness and grievances at this moment, as if he had suffered mental rape.

Those cloudy eyes raised and lowered, low and raised, fragile to pity, for fear that if he didn't pay attention, Su Ming still relied here for a second.

Su Ming, "...".

"Ahem-"

Su Ming saluted sincerely and said from the bottom of his heart: "Thank you seniors for your help, otherwise my spiritual power would not be able to cultivate to such a point." "

"I, Su Ming, don't like to owe others anything, and this time will be no exception."

Saying that, Su Ming took two Nourishing God Pills from the space ring and came out.

Hearing that the two God Nourishing Pills were able to raise their spiritual power to the Soul King level, Meng Shenji's mood instantly improved by 100 million points.

Oops -

Meng Shenji smiled reservedly, "Brother Su, you are so polite, what is this little thing." "

"You such an expensive gift..."

"You don't?" Su Ming asked with rolling his eyes.

Dream God Machine, "...".

I don't want me to be a big fool!

【Drip! Congratulations to the host for the success of the self-created soul skill*2, and reward the host with a time-limited enlightenment card. 】

[Host: Su Ming. 】

[Soul power: level 47.] 】

【Martial Soul: Slashing God (Quality Red: 55245/500000)】

[Special Physique: Berserk Body (Intermediate)]

[Soul Techniques: Tuna, Light Gong (Perfection), Golden Crow Sword Method (Perfection), Mixed Yuan Sword Slashing (Perfection), Spirit Gathering Technique (Perfection), Holy Spirit Sword Method (Sword Twelve), Douzhuan Star Shift (Third Layer); Astral Slash, Extreme Golden Pupil, Golden Annihilation Spiral Pill * Self-created Soul Technique - Improvement Point * 450]

[Possessions: Advanced Freedom Fragment *31356, Soul Contract, Sword Realm Experience Card, Time Limit Enlightenment Card, Eight-Petal Immortal Orchid (decomposable), Spirit Immunity Mask, God Nourishing Pill...]

【Power: 2382 (normal)】

[Defense: 2231 (normal)]

【Spirit: 3135 (normal)】

【Speed: 1369 (normal)】