Ling Feng The hairs all over his body stand on end!
Soul Douluo!
Still hostile Soul Douluo!
It's hard for him to move a finger now!
What to stop?!
Run?
It's simply impossible!
Call someone?
Zhao Wuji and Flender seem to have just left!
Ye Lingling is just a treatment Soul Master!
It's over!
Desperate situation!
Deep in the right eye socket.
Those four energies that are forcibly balanced.
Like being thrown into water with stones.
Ripple violently!
The blazing white light of Star Core Embers flashes crazily!
Abyssal Whisper's black and red energy is distorted and restless!
Clear Sky Hammer Imprint buzzing and shaking!
Tower Spirit Core Fragment is uncertain!
The balanced membrane is about to be burst from the inside!
[Warning! The energy balance is about to collapse! An annihilation reaction is expected to occur in 3 seconds!]
[It is recommended to release part of the energy immediately to vent the internal pressure! Otherwise the host will be decomposed first!]
Release?
How to release?
He can't even summon Martial Soul now!
Release with your head?!
Wait...
Release...
It is not necessary to pass Martial Soul!
Ling Feng's remaining consciousness suddenly focused on his right eye socket!
This damn place is now a pressure cooker!
Since it can't be blocked...
Then lift the pot lid a crack!
Take the most restless thing inside...
Squirt it out!
"System! Guide energy! Spray out from the wound on the right eye! Target! The hidden Soul Douluo!"
He gave orders like crazy!
[Instruction received! Calculate the trajectory... Consume 1.5% of the remaining system energy for short-term guidance...]
[Warning! This operation is extremely risky! It may cause the energy to completely lose control! It will also cause irreversible damage to the host's right eye socket!]
"I can't control that much anymore! It's better than blowing up into ashes now! Execute!"
Buzz--!
A cold system energy forcibly intervened in the chaotic force field of the right eye socket!
Like a precise wrench.
The most fragile point of balance was suddenly disturbed!
The most unstable black-red energy group formed by the short-term combination of "Abyssal Whisper" and "Tower Spirit Core"!
Tsk--!!!
A black-red ray as thin as a hair, but extremely condensed!
Mixed with a hint of twisted thunder power!
Like a poisonous snake that has been suppressed to the extreme!
From the terrifying hole in Ling Feng's right eye socket!
Explodes out!
Extremely fast!
Directly penetrated the wall of the room!
Shoot to a hidden corner outside the window!
This time!
It almost drained away all the strength Ling Feng had just accumulated!
His head tilted.
Completely passed out.
And at the moment when the black and red rays shot out!
Outside the window!
The figure hidden in the shadows trembled suddenly!
"What?!"
A horrified old voice sounded!
He originally planned to sneak in quietly.
Use secret methods to explore the secrets of this seriously injured boy.
Especially the smell of Clear Sky Hammer that made his heart palpitate.
And traces of the "thing" that disappeared from the tower.
But he never expected it!
My own Soul Douluo level of concealment.
To be discovered by a comatose and seriously injured boy?!
What's even scarier!
That black-red ray shot from behind!
Make his soul tremble!
What is that?!
Full of corrosion, distortion, and a kind of terrifying aura that made his Martial Soul core howl!
Even weirder than Clear Sky Hammer's dominance!
More sinister than the energy of the tower spirit!
Can't escape!
Too fast!
He can only urge Soul Power with all his strength!
The shadow of a thick tortoise shell shield instantly condensed in front of him!
Eighth Soul Ring flashes violently!
This is his defensive skill!
Enough to withstand a blow from ordinary Titled Douluo!
However!
That tiny black-red ray.
The moment he touched the turtle shell shield.
It didn't explode.
But...
Like a red-hot knife cutting through butter.
Quietly...
Melted in!
The shadow of the shield becomes gray and decayed at a speed visible to the naked eye!
Then!
The ray penetrates the shield!
It hit him directly on his left arm, which he raised in a hurry to block!
"Uh-huh--!"
A shrill scream pierced the night sky!
The old man looked at his left arm!
Soul Douluo level strong body.
It's like paper in front of that black and red ray!
The arm shriveled up and withered instantly!
The essence of flesh and blood is being extracted crazily!
Skin becomes like old tree bark!
And this withering is still spreading rapidly to the shoulders!
What's even scarier!
A mental pollution filled with whispers of madness.
Follow the wound and go straight to his mind!
"Get away!!"
He made a prompt decision!
The right hand is like a knife!
Soul Power breaks out!
Click!
Forcibly cut off his withered left arm at shoulder level!
The broken arm fell to the ground.
Within a few breaths, it turned into a pool of black-red pus.
Gives off a foul odor.
The old man's face was as pale as paper.
Blood spurted out from the broken arm.
He glanced at the room where Ling Feng was in horror.
His eyes were full of fear and disbelief.
What kind of power is this?!
Definitely not Clear Sky Hammer!
There is something even more terrifying about this kid!
Can't stay any longer!
Mission failed!
It's important to save your life!
He endured the severe pain.
The body shape turned into a stream of light.
He ran wildly towards the outside of the city without looking back!
He didn't even bother to pick up the broken arm!
And rays shot out from Ling Feng's eyes.
Go to Soul Douluo and escape with broken arm.
The whole process.
Less than three seconds!
Outside the room.
Zhao Wuji and Flender rushed over just after hearing the strange noise.
All I saw was a black figure running away hastily from behind.
and...
There is a pool of black-red pus on the ground that is corroding the ground.
"Just now... was that Soul Douluo's breath?" Flender's voice was dry.
Zhao Wuji's face was extremely serious.
He stared at the pool of pus, the bear's eyes filled with horror.
"Not only... that guy... is injured? Or is he seriously injured?!"
Who did it?
In this yard.
Except for the two of them.
Who else could seriously injure a Soul Douluo?!
The two of them pushed open the door.
I saw Ling Feng still unconscious on the bed.
His face was paler than before.
Breathing is weak.
And his right eye socket...
The hole that was originally temporarily covered by Zhao Wuji Soul Power.
At this moment.
There is actually a trace left at the edge...
Not yet completely dissipated...
Black and red arc?
Sizzling sound.
It exudes a heart-stopping and ominous atmosphere.
Zhao Wuji and Flender looked at each other.
They all saw the turmoil in each other's eyes.
Could it be...
Just defeated Soul Douluo...
Is this the comatose boy?!
What kind of monster is hiding in his right eye?!
"Old Zhao... This..." Flender's throat is dry.
Zhao Wuji took a deep breath and suppressed the shock.
"Shut up! Everything you saw tonight will rot in your stomach!"
He walked to the bed.
Activate Soul Power again.
The seal on Ling Feng's right eye socket was more carefully reinforced.
This time.
His Soul Power felt a strong rejection.
And a... strange and indescribable fluctuation.
Zhao Wuji's heart sank.
This kid.
Get into trouble.
I'm afraid it's much bigger than they thought!
And at this moment.
Ling Feng in a coma.
I didn't know that I was "discharging" unintentionally.
Scared away a Soul Douluo.
his consciousness.
Being pulled into an even more bizarre world...
Abyss.
[Detection of host consciousness falling into deep disorder due to energy impact...] [Passive triggering of "Abyssal Whisper" residual mental pollution countermeasures...] [Conscious space Simulation under construction...] [Warning! Simulation objects: "Tower Spirit Core" memory fragments, "Star Core Embers" instinct imprint...] [Scene loading...Heaven Dou Wind and Thunder Tower... At the beginning of construction...]
Ling Feng felt like he was floating.
There is no longer darkness before my eyes.
It's a grand construction site.
The tall tower is under construction.
Countless craftsmen and Soul Master are busy.
And deep inside the tower base.
A core area shrouded in complex runes.
Several old men wearing Spirit Hall costumes.
Are carefully placing...
A squirming mass exuding a rich smell of blood and resentment...
Dark red meat pieces.
Sealed into a special bronze container.
On that piece of meat.
Countless human faces that were twisted in pain vaguely emerged.
Roaring.
Cursed.
Ling Feng's pupils suddenly shrank.
What is that?!
Just then.
One of the old men Spirit Hall seemed to have something in his heart.
He looked up suddenly.
His gaze seemed to penetrate time and space.
Straight up...
Looking at Ling Feng floating in the air!
The corner of his mouth curled up...
Weird smile.
[Memory fragment interruption...] [Forced awakening...] [Warning! The host consciousness is marked by an unknown existence!]