Douluo: Adventure Begins from Wuhun City

Chapter 85 Recovering the Martial Spirit
Outside the Spirit Hall, Chen Yao's eyes flashed with a gleam as he looked at Yu Xiaogang who was slowly walking out. At the same time, he also clearly felt the state of the dark spirit in Yu Xiaogang's body.

"Level 47? Sure enough, when I was refining the Nine Nether Immortal Embryo Lotus, the dark martial soul here was also affected, so Yu Xiaogang had to practice."

Muttering to himself, looking at Yu Xiaogang's back getting farther and farther away, Chen Yao followed him quietly.

A moment later, seeing Yu Xiaogang walk into a dark alley, Chen Yao no longer hesitated and flashed out.

"Who are you···"

Looking at Chen Yao who was wrapped in black mist, Yu Xiaogang was slightly stunned.

However, Chen Yao had no intention of wasting time talking to him. His tentacles shot out and went straight into Yu Xiaogang's forehead.

Before Yu Xiaogang could react, he lost consciousness.

Soon, along with a surge of Chen Yao's soul power, a thick darkness appeared around Yu Xiaogang.

This is his martial spirit.

And in this darkness, there was actually a small beast with black scales all over its body, ferocious horns on its head, and fleshy wings on its back.

This is Yu Xiaogang's original martial soul, Luo Sanpao.

In other words, it is the Holy Dragon of Light.

But now, because Yu Xiaogang was previously obsessed with the dark martial spirit, he ignored it.

This holy dragon of light has long been washed away by darkness.

Now, perhaps it would be more appropriate to call it the Dark Dragon.

Chen Yao's eyes gleamed with a gleam, and he pulled it over.

First, absorb the darkness into your body.

Soon, Chen Yao felt a sense of perfect harmony.

His martial soul was complete again, without any omissions.

There was a flash of satisfaction in his eyes, and then he looked at the little dragon on the ground.

At this moment, the little dragon was looking up at him with its ink-black eyes, full of curiosity.

Then Xiaolong felt the extremely comfortable and familiar dark aura on Chen Yao's body, and he plucked up his courage, came to his feet, rubbed them, with a look of enjoyment and satisfaction on his face.

Seeing Xiaolong's intimate look, Chen Yao grinned, stretched out his tentacles, picked him up and placed him in front of him.

Xiaolong did not show any fear at all. He opened his eyes wide and looked at Chen Yao curiously, as if he wanted to remember his appearance and imprint it in his heart.

"Little guy, there is a place that is perfect for you."

Chen Yao smiled, and the soul rings behind him appeared. Finally, the dark red soul ring rose up, and after sensing the little dragon's breath, a suction force was transmitted.

The illusory little dragon was pulled into the dark red soul ring, and then the soul ring fell silent again.

However, Chen Yao's smile did not fade. He knew that his sixth soul skill was not far from being fully nurtured.

After doing all this, Chen Yao lowered his head to look at Yu Xiaogang who was unconscious on the ground, and activated his tentacles, aiming to hit his head.

Yu Xiaogang had shown malice and murderous intent towards him before, but because of Bibi Dong, Chen Yao chose to ignore it. But now, there was nothing to say and he sent him on his final journey.

However, just as the tentacles were about to fall and smash his fragile head into pieces, slender chrysanthemum yellow petals suddenly began to fall from the sky, accompanied by a strange energy fluctuation.

As a result, Chen Yao's tentacles were unable to advance even an inch.

"The strange antler tree!"

There was a strange chrysanthemum in Chen Yao's soul guide. How could he not recognize what was in front of him? His eyes widened in surprise.

Then Chen Yao activated his soul power without hesitation, and the lotus mark on his forehead flickered black. The next moment, the Nine Nether Black Lotus condensed and appeared, and he took a step on the black lotus and flew up.

The sudden appearance of this martial spirit at this moment is so iconic that it is too powerful.

Qirong Tongtianju is the martial spirit of Juhuaguan. Now, five years have passed, and Juhuaguan is no longer the Soul Douluo of the past.

Instead, he was a genuine Titled Douluo, and together with the ghost, he was one of Pope Bibi Dong's two generals.

There was absolutely no way Chen Yao could fight with him.

However, just as Chen Yao was mobilizing his soul power and trying to escape from this place, an unexpectedly feminine scream suddenly rang out.

"Oh no, this kid is weird, old ghost!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a cloud of black mist suddenly began to surge around the area where golden petals were falling like flower rain.

“Here I come…”

Then, a cold and hoarse voice sounded in the black fog.

Hearing this long-lost familiar voice, Chen Yao's expression changed again. He never thought that Bibi Dong valued her old lover Yu Xiaogang so much that she even sent her two generals to protect him!

"Hurry up, don't let him get away!"

A sharp sound from the moonlight was heard, and then golden and black energy spread around, covering Chen Yao.

"Humph!"

Seeing this, Chen Yao snorted coldly and slapped the Nine Nether Black Lotus Seat beneath him with his palm.

Suddenly, the surrounding lotus petals seemed to come alive, stretching out and extending, dispersing the golden and black mist around that carried the terrifying energy of the Titled Douluo.

"what?!"

A surprised voice was heard, and then a figure emerged from the golden rain of flowers. The face that was unclear was looking at Chen Yao with an expression full of shock and surprise.

"This... this is Jiuyou..."

Yue Guang recognized the black lotus under Chen Yao's seat and was somewhat unbelievable that she could actually come across such a magical object.

However, compared to Yue Guang who was shocked when she encountered the immortal product, Ghost Douluo didn't know what immortal grass was. He only knew that he had to complete the Pope's task and keep the people in front of him.

His figure flashed like a ghost in the night, and the next moment he appeared in front of Chen Yao. A pitch-black blade of light condensed in his hand and chopped heavily towards Chen Yao.

Seeing this, Chen Yao's eyes flashed, and then the surrounding extended lotus petals quickly closed together to form a flower bud, wrapping Chen Yao.

"Crack!"

The pitch-black blade of light fell on the flower bud, and there was only a slight friction sound before it dissipated into the air, without even leaving any trace on the black lotus.

Seeing this scene, even the ghost with a dead aura and a cold face showed a hint of surprise.

You know, although the release of this pitch-black light blade seems random, the energy contained in it is difficult for even a Soul Douluo to resist.

Could it be that he and Yue Guan had misjudged this person before, and this person was not a Soul Emperor, but a Soul Douluo or even a Titled Douluo?
"Old ghost, what's going on?"

At this time, Yue Guan, who had come back to his senses, came forward and asked.

"No harm was done, and I don't know where this strong man came from..."

Hearing the ghost's doubts, Yue Guan explained subconsciously.

"No, he is not a strong man, he is a Soul Emperor, that is the Nine Nether Immortal Embryo Lotus..."

However, as the two were talking, the flower bud opened, revealing Chen Yao's figure inside.

(End of this chapter)