Wuhun Lingzhu starting from Douluo

Chapter 145 The Powerful Martial Spirit True Body

This soul skill possesses a very special power and can impart a powerful corrosive and aggressive evil power to others.

It can be called the power of the ghost sword, which has the ability to corrode defense and enhance attack.

And the eight ghost swords summoned seemed to be flexibly controlled by eight people, attacking the people around them.

"Ding ding ding!"

Crisp sounds kept ringing, and Tang San used the Blue Silver Overlord Spear in his hand to block and repel the ghost knives.

The body is erratic like a phantom, and the hands are constantly waving to block it. It seems to be very flexible.

But Tang San could clearly feel that his body was not as flexible as usual, and even had a strange sense of sluggishness.

It's just that because he is already very fast and flexible, he can still have such a fast speed in those layers of light.

"What a terrible weakening ability!"

Tang San felt that his strength had been weakened by about two levels. This was only due to the confrontation in the Killing God Realm, which only weakened it by two levels.

If it were an ordinary Soul Emperor, I'm afraid he would have lost his ability to fight by now.

After all, they don't have the Purple Demon Eyes, nor do they have super spiritual cultivation, nor can they possess multiple soul bones.

Therefore, I cannot see through the darkness that suddenly shrouds my eyes, and my sense of direction cannot be avoided.

Now the only person who can fight Lin Ze normally is Tang San, who has a cultivation level below Soul Saint.

The remaining two were Flanders and Zhao Wuji. They relied on their cultivation realm which was much higher than that of Lin Ze to avoid those perverted soul skills.

Especially Flanders, his owl martial soul can almost be said to be immune to Lin Ze's first and second soul skills.

A clear voice sounded, and Tang San fought back a ghost sword that blocked him. Just as he was about to rush towards the weekend, he was blocked by several more ghost swords.

The speed of these knives is so fast, and the power of each knife is very powerful, especially the purple-black power, which is too corrosive.

Tang San looked at the blue silver grass that was stretching out all around, and they were all instantly cut off by the sharp ghost knife.

The purple energy is left to corrode the wound, and it can completely corrode a piece of blue grass very quickly.

So strong! How did he become so powerful?

How many years has it been!

How much hard work I have gone through, and the hellish killing city!

This powerful power was obtained at the cost of an arm.

Tang San looked at Lin Ze who had held him back with just a single soul skill. He felt self-doubt, anger, confusion... and a trace of hatred in his heart!

These eight ghost swords that worked well together did not have the ability to defeat Tang San, but they could hold him back for a while.

A faint light flickered from Tang San's body, which was the power of two soul bones.

One of them was the Blue Silver Emperor's hundred thousand year old soul bone, and it was also because of its power that Tang San's broken limbs were reborn without becoming a cripple.

However, the new arms have not experienced the tempering of the earth's heart milk, and their strength is much lower.

Just when Tang San was about to unleash his hidden trump card, Lin Ze on the other side burst out with strength first.

Lin Ze's seventh soul ring was seen flashing with dazzling light. As he flew back, the martial soul in his hand underwent magical changes in the bright light.

After all, Lin Ze's cultivation level was only level 72, but the enemies he faced were two Contras. Without the use of their martial soul avatars, they were no match for them.

The faint fluctuation suddenly spread, and the battle flag in the light changed greatly.

The entire flag split into two, and the flag handle turned into a spear, which was grabbed by Lin Ze.

Smashing it hard into the ground, the tail of the gun hit the ground, and the flag blurred and expanded to form a field.

Lin Ze calls this realm the ghost realm because this realm has the ability to transform all soul skills into ghost images.

The ghost formed can fight independently just like the general formed by the black shadow, and at the same time has 50% enhanced abilities.

This not only enhances the ghost's power, but also includes the amplification effect of the original soul skills.

At this moment, Lin Ze's momentum was greatly enhanced, exuding a strong sense of oppression, almost like a Contra.

Because within this territory, Lin Ze received the highest increase, that is, the 200% increase effect of the ghost possessed by the body.

Coupled with the 50% enhancement effect in this area, it is equivalent to a threefold increase.

For example, the original fourth soul skill of the Hot-Blooded Wrath Beast initially enhanced all attributes by 10% without any side effects for ten minutes.

Now it has become 30%, and there are no side effects in 30 minutes.

You must know that this soul skill will continue to increase in proportion as time goes by, until the body reaches its limit.

It had reached its limit, and there were only a few minutes left, so it couldn't last long.

But now, after the martial spirit avatar is refreshed, it can still last for 30 minutes without any side effects.

In addition, there are six powerful ghost figures!

The first person to feel the power was Zhao Wuji.

Zhao Wuji stared at the monster in front of him with his eyes widened and his face flushed.

The red-black figure shimmered with translucent luster, and it looked like a walking bear, but it had no hair and was instead covered in ferocious muscles.

The two pairs of big hands were like demons, grabbing Zhao Wuji's hands and engaging in the most primitive wrestling.

"Damn! What kind of freak is this?"

Zhao Wuji squeezed out these words from between his teeth, and the strong and powerful Vajra Bear Martial Spirit emerged behind him.

At first, the power of this thing was not as strong as his, but as time went by, it became stronger and stronger.

Until now, Zhao Wuji was a little unable to resist. The most annoying thing was that the opponent's hands could absorb his own soul power. How could he fight like this?

"Martial spirit's true form!"

Zhao Wuji shouted loudly, and a strong light erupted from his body, which immediately drove away this monster-like ghost black bear.

But then the ghost black bear rushed forward again, and the two fought together.

Seeing Zhao Wuji being blocked, Flanders shook his head helplessly. This guy looked more like a monster than a monster.

Avoiding a harassing grimacing owl ghost, a hopping ghostly cat ghost, and a red gorilla.

From time to time, a whip whipped over, and it was the ghost of a square grass.

These are not fatal, they are just harassment.

The most difficult opponent is the young man holding a spear below.

The fatal danger came from the opponent's spear, and a little cold sweat broke out on Flanders' forehead.

It had no time to think about why this young man was so strong. It could only concentrate on avoiding the sense of danger of accepting its fate.

On the other side, Tang San was also caught in a dangerous situation.

A figure that made him unconsciously disgusted appeared in front of him.

The purple-black figure is like an armor-like phantom, looking a bit like a spider.

He held a long sword in both hands, and a purple-black light enveloped his whole body. Eight ghost swords behind him were arranged on both sides of the body under the connection of the purple-black light.

It looks like a ghost swordsman with eight spider legs growing from his back.

In a flash, the ghost swordsman rushed out.

Tang San's expression changed, so fast!

The bluesilver grass rose up and was cut off in an instant.

(End of chapter)