Wuhun Lingzhu starting from Douluo

Chapter 12 The Second Soul Skill: Ice Spirit Pearl

Li Yusong looked at the happy weekend and couldn't help but worry in his heart: "That is more than 100 years beyond the limit. Can you bear it?"

"Don't worry, more than 100 years will cause me pain, but it won't kill me!" Zhou Zhou said with a faint smile.

If the physical pain is unbearable, why would you want to live a magnificent life?

Seeing the confidence and determination on Zhou Zhou's young face, Li Yusong sighed and turned to look at the group of ice-armored black turtles.

Light suddenly appeared on his body, and the person instantly disappeared on the spot. The leaves trembled slightly, and a chaotic neighing sound sounded from the front.

I stood up on the weekend and saw a group of panicked ice-armored black turtles, roaring and running quickly towards the spring. Their bodies were emitting blue light, shrouded in layers of ice armor, and cold air was rapidly spreading outward.

The six soul rings on Li Yusong's body were rotating, and the Panlong Stick Ya in his hand was spinning on the ice-armored black turtle that was more than 800 years old.

At this time, the ice-armored black turtle's eyes turned white and he fainted.

On the weekend, I saw Li Yusong waving and walked over quickly.

"Here, kill it and absorb the soul ring as soon as possible. This is a body of water, it's not too safe!" Li Yusong looked at a dagger.

Weekend nodded and reached out to take the dagger, stabbing the black turtle in the eye socket.

With a mournful cry, the ice-armored black turtle gradually became silent, and a yellow soul ring slowly floated out.

Sit cross-legged on the ground, close your eyes, and use your spirit to pull the soul ring down to your body.

Suddenly, a huge force filled his body, like water rushing into a small river, forcibly expanding the width of the river.

The tearing pain came, and weekend gradually clenched his teeth, and a trace of cold sweat slowly dripped from his forehead.

His brows were knitted tightly together, and the tearing pain in his body filled his body. Then, washed away by the torrent of soul power, a strange feeling emerged.

The two feelings overlap and fill the weekend's mind.

After a long time, the violent soul power began to calm down. I finally breathed a sigh of relief, and an unusually comfortable feeling emerged in my body.

Slowly opening his eyes, two yellow soul rings appeared on his body, and a new soul skill appeared in his heart.

The second soul skill, Ice Spirit Pearl!

Li Yusong looked at Zhou Xing who opened his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief. Then, he was a little shocked. The other party had really exceeded his limit.

"How is it! What kind of soul skill did you get?" Li Yusong looked at the weekend and said with some curiosity.

Weekend shook his head slightly, with a little bit of frustration on his face.

"It's not the type I want. It's a defensive soul skill, but it also has some control effects."

Li Yusong felt a little strange, how could a defensive soul skill have a control effect?

But he didn't ask in detail, after all, this was not his student.

"The soul skill has been obtained, let's go back!"

"Okay!" Weekend looked at Li Yusong and didn't continue to ask, not much, just nodded.

The real second soul skill is the Ice Spirit Bead, which allows Zhou Zhou to use ice attribute power at will. At the same time, a skill is burned inside.

Xuanbing turtle shell!

An oval-shaped ice-attributed armor that is partly like an egg and partly like a turtle shell. It has very good defense and can freeze those who attack the armor.

The freezing ability is very good, which makes the ice attribute power used alone have good controllability.

In addition, there is another effect, that is, before the Xuanbing turtle shell is broken, it will slowly restore the state of the people inside.

Overall, the effect of this skill is very good.

At this moment, Zhou Zhou, who was following Li Yusong, suddenly heard a subtle sound. Li Yusong also focused his eyes and looked into the distance.

"Dad...what's wrong...scared me...oooooo!"

Li Yusong and Zhou Zhou looked at each other, and Li Yusong said calmly: "It should be other teams hunting soul beasts, but it may also be a trap. My mission is to protect you from getting the soul ring. You can decide if you want to go and see it!"

Weekend frowned slightly, not because of Li Yusong's words, but because of the scene in front of him.

A faint shadow of talisman appeared in the pupils, and a huge ball of luck appeared far ahead.

The long purple snake looked up to the sky and roared, with gray-black gas surrounding it. It looked like it had penetrated deep into it. As expected, it would be completely fused in the near future.

The black luck obviously represents impending disaster, and the purple snake reminds me of a person on the weekend.

"Walk!"

Weekend said lightly and walked towards the direction of the voice. Li Yusong smiled slightly. Although he was a son of a wealthy businessman, he also had a kind heart.

Li Yusong followed the weekend and soon came to the place where the sound came from. When he saw the scene, his pupils shrank sharply.

A man who made him tremble all over was leaning against a tree with his face turned blue. A little girl who looked about ten years old was lying on the man's body crying.

A faint purple aura filled the surroundings, giving Li Yusong an extremely strong sense of crisis.

"It's all my fault... It's all my fault... I had to let dad help me hunt the soul beast, wu wu wu!... Why didn't I wait for grandpa to finish his seclusion, wu wu wu... Why did I have to let dad come!"

Intermittent words, mixed with painful cries, gave me a rough idea of ​​what happened over the weekend.

Looking at the little girl's purple hair, the green hair on the unconscious middle-aged man's head, and the permeating poisonous mist, I was able to determine a few things.

"Dugu Yan! It should be her! That middle-aged man should be his father! The character who died before the plot started seems to have been around this time."

At this time, the little girl also heard the noise behind her, and quickly turned her head to look at the weekend and the others.

"Who are you? Don't come over, my grandfather is Dugu Bo!"

The mournful roar was like a cub guarding its parents. Even though Dugu Yan had burst into tears, he still summoned his martial spirit and showed off his immature fangs.

Weekend stopped and did not continue to stimulate Dugu Yan. Instead, he raised his hands to indicate that he was not a threat, and then said.

"That's your father, right? He has been attacked by poisonous gas. If he is not treated, even if he is strong, he will lose half of his life."

"You can save me!" Duguye held a dagger tightly with both hands. Although he was anxious inside, he did not let go of his reason.

"The poison is very deep and very strong. I don't have the ability to treat him, but I can ease his condition and make him wake up!"

Perhaps because he heard the hope, Dugu Yan's mood became much more stable. He looked at the weekend hesitantly and said, "You?"

"Yes, my martial spirit can have some effect!" Weekend nodded and said.

Perhaps because he heard about Wuhun, Dugu Yan put down some doubts, and at this time, he had no other choice.

Dugu Yan looked at his father's increasingly blue face and could only choose to believe in the weekend.

"Then give it a try!"

(End of chapter)