I take the system through the bucket

Chapter 273 The One Hundred Thousand Years Spirit Ring

As for the behavior of this big bird, Sword Douluo also felt a little puzzled, no, the aura of this bird seemed to fluctuate a little, but it didn't look like it was injured, but because it was in a state of metamorphosis.

"Xiao Heng, you stay here first, I'll go down and have a look." After thinking about it, Jian Douluo decided to go down and have a look, a soul beast that hasn't broken through [-] years is nothing more.

"Teacher, be careful." Xiao Heng nodded slightly.

Seeing Jian Douluo approaching the black roc gradually, Xiao Heng also asked Xiaocao in his mind: "Xiaocao, what's the situation with that soul beast down there?"

Through Xiao Heng's gaze, Xiaocao looked at the big bird below, paused, and said, "It's nothing, it's just changing, and I'm just waiting for you to go down."

Speaking of this, Xiaocao held his chin with one hand, pretended to be an adult, with a wise light in his eyes, and said: "This bird is not bad, it has the blood of a golden-winged roc, if it can If the metamorphosis is successful, it is really possible to catch up with its ancestor, and this thing is a hybrid, and it should be able to manipulate some wind and thunder, which is not bad, but its current energy should not be enough to support its successful transformation, eh! If you add your cheap master, it should be almost the same!"

Hearing this, Xiao Heng immediately understood why this beast behaved like this. This thing is probably targeting Sword Douluo. Humans can increase their strength by hunting soul beasts, and the soul power in a powerful human body is very important for soul beasts. It's also a tonic. This thing probably sensed Sword Douluo's strength and knew he couldn't beat him, so he wanted to pretend to be weak, and then sneak attack while Sword Douluo was unprepared.

"That little grass, if it transforms successfully, will it become a hundred thousand year soul beast?" Xiao Heng asked.

Xiaocao nodded slightly, and said: "That's right, and it's still a relatively powerful hundred-thousand-year-old soul beast. Don't think about it. Once this thing is successfully transformed, you will not be able to catch up with it. So, if you want, you can use it." Hurry up and do it!"

Hearing this, Xiao Heng nodded slightly, and shouted at Jian Douluo below: "Teacher, do it!"

The voice reached Sword Douluo's ears. Although he didn't understand why his apprentice acted like this, but he listened to his apprentice, the sword behind his back flickered out, nine spirit rings surrounded him, the first spirit ring lit up, and the sword behind his back flickered. Immediately, the great sword shone brightly and burst out.

"The first soul skill, the long sword strikes the front!"

The dazzling light illuminated the entire valley in an instant, and the black-winged peng also knew that he had been discovered, and the black soul power emerged, spread his wings, and jumped up from the nest in an instant, waving the wings, and silver thunder and thunder Flickering, and start gusts of wind.

"Beast!" Seeing this scene, Sword Douluo also knew that he had been deceived, he snorted coldly and waved his sword finger, and the speed of the galloping long sword was three points faster.

"Che...!"

Feeling the sharpness on the long sword, the black roc became fierce, and a crisp cry resounded through the sky, flapping its wings, accompanied by thunder, and the black energy gathered on its beak, and it rushed straight to the long sword.

The long sword collided with the black roc in a cacophony, and there was a gust of wind immediately. Thunder and sword energy flickered in mid-air, and the sword, which was not as big as the roc's beak, remained motionless.

After the long sword and the roc were in a stalemate for two seconds, the roc flapped its wings more violently, and a wave of thunder and gust of wind was added to it. The huge force struck, causing the long sword to retreat by three points, and then it was blown away , Flying the long sword, the black roc continued to move forward, a pair of huge sharp claws showed sharpness, and grabbed Jian Douluo.

"Bastard, court death!" Seeing the black roc advancing instead of retreating, Sword Douluo gave a low snort, more swords appeared from his side continuously, and then the sixth soul ring lit up.

"The sixth soul skill, Wan Jian returns to the sect!"

In the blink of an eye, thousands of swords appeared around Sword Douluo's body, and as Sword Douluo swung his sleeves, thousands of swords all rushed towards the black roc.

The sharp claws collided with the sword, and immediately made piercing sounds in the sky.

The black roc's body was full of thunder, and the strong wind condensed and circled without showing any weakness. The sharp claws smashed one sharp sword after another, but the sharp swords were not made of wood. Many wounds.

"Wow!"

Feeling the pain, the black roc screamed and waved its wings, trying to get away from those sharp swords, but there were more and more sharp swords, constantly entangled around it, and in the blink of an eye, it was overwhelming. Judging by the number, there may be more million handles.

The black feathers fell from the sky, and the black roc still wanted to struggle, but the sword move was done, so there was no way to let it go, Sword Douluo snorted coldly, and the sixth soul ring let go of the light completely.

"Ten thousand swords return to the sect!"

With a low growl, thousands of sharp swords sliced ​​through the air and gathered together, gradually forming a large sword of [-] to [-] meters. The large sword cut down from the sky and slashed fiercely on the back of the pitch-black roc.

"Che...!"

In an instant, the miserable and sharp sound resounded through the sky again, blood and feathers fell from the sky, and then, with a "bang", the roc also fell from a height of hundreds of meters and returned to the valley again, powerlessly Howling.

The great sword dissipated, Sword Douluo stepped on the sword, looked at the black roc below, and waved his hands, several sharp swords burst out again, completely nailing the roc to the ground.

Listening to Dapeng's wailing, Sword Douluo fell slowly. At this time, Xiao Heng also jumped from a high place and walked to Sword Douluo's side.

"Do you want it to be a soul ring? If not, I will kill it directly." Jian Douluo looked at Xiao Heng, and said calmly, as if what he killed was not a soul beast that was about to become a hundred thousand years, but a chicken. .

"I want it, that's it, thank you teacher!" Xiao Heng nodded. The soul beast with a limit of [-] years is about to become a hundred thousand years. If you want to find it, you can't find it. Why not? Besides, he discussed with Xiaocao just now. Something happened.

"Okay, let's go then! This beast doesn't have much power to resist now, just kill it, and I will protect the law for you." Sword Douluo said calmly with the sword on his back.

"En! Thank you, teacher!" Xiao Heng was not polite, his soul power surged, and a snow-white long sword appeared in his hand. Holding the sword, he slowly walked towards the black roc.

Walking to the side of Dapeng, Dapeng still wanted to struggle, but the sword nailed to it made it unable to move, it neighed weakly, and a pair of dark pupils stared at Xiao Heng resentfully.

Xiao Heng's eyes were cold, he walked to the side of Dapeng's head, raised his long sword, and stabbed all kinds of things in the middle of that huge head.

"Che...!"

The cry sounded again, this time, it was full of energy, but it was also the last one.

Xiao Heng pulled out his sword, watched the black Dapeng's aura weaken little by little, and finally disappeared completely. He stretched out his hand, and a transparent force quietly merged into the body of Dapeng whose vitality had not completely disappeared.

At the last moment of this roc's life, a certain shackle that restricted it in its body was quietly released, and a new power emerged. Unfortunately, it has no chance to use this power.

The soul ring appeared, but it was not the black soul ring as Sword Douluo expected, but a blood-red soul ring.

"Xiao Heng...!" Seeing the red soul ring, Jian Douluo spoke again, wanting to say something, but Xiao Heng interrupted him before he could finish.

"Teacher, don't worry!"

Looking at Xiao Heng's serious eyes, Jian Douluo finally nodded and said softly: "Be careful."

If it was Ning Rongrong, Sword Douluo would definitely not let her absorb this spirit ring, but Xiao Heng is different, he basically belongs to the disciple who was forced to come, his talent is too amazing, so amazing that he feels that this child is fifth. A soul ring can withstand a hundred thousand years.

Xiao Heng sat cross-legged, and slowly pulled the blood-red soul ring to his body. When the power from the soul ring was injected, Xiao Heng's body suddenly shook, and soon calmed down again.

"Ah! It hurts a bit, but compared to the body forged with different fires, it's still a lot worse." Xiao Heng murmured in his heart, feeling the tingling pain in his body. Although it hurt, it was just pain.

In the valley, looking at Xiao Heng who was merging a [-]-year soul ring, Jian Douluo's eyes flashed with worry, but he still didn't make any unnecessary movements. He believed in his disciple, if he said yes, then it would definitely be possible, and, just Now it seems that this fusion is very likely to be successful.

And the fact is indeed the case, in the passage of time, Xiao Heng gradually got used to the stinging pain, and then, the spirit ring seemed to adapt to his body, and began to slowly blend in.

This process lasted for about half an hour. During this process, Xiao Heng felt a huge force pouring into his body. He wanted to push himself to the ground. Overwhelm.

Then, the huge amount of energy began to transform into Xiao Heng's own energy, which was transparent and gushed out with traces of black soul power, pulling the soul ring into Xiao Heng completely.

Seeing this scene, Jian Douluo breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately said with some emotion: "This kid is really a monster. If it were him, he should be able to reach that level! Even, that legend...! "

Time passed again, and it was another half an hour. At this time, the sky was almost dawn, and just when Xiao Heng completed the transformation of the last trace of power, a ray of strange power seemed to flow into Xiao Heng's body, wandering After a while, he stopped behind Xiao Heng.

Then, Xiao Heng's body suddenly convulsed, sweat poured out from his forehead, and the veins on his forehead and arms bulged.

Xiao Heng gritted his teeth, straightened his back, put his hands on the ground, and shouted loudly: "Ah!"

On the side, Sword Douluo's soul power gushed out, but he didn't dare to go forward. Although he was a Title Douluo, he had never seen such a situation before, and shouted: "Xiao Heng!"

"Teacher, I'm fine!" Xiao Heng gritted his teeth, prostrated himself on the ground, and something seemed to grow from his back.

"Oh!"

In the muffled sound, the clothes behind Xiao Heng's back were completely torn, leaking out of his back. On his back, one could easily see two bulges slowly forming behind his back.

(End of this chapter)