Douluo: This soul master is too introverted

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"Brother Su, you are so polite. I am so happy to be able to help you practice."

"Since you want to cultivate your spiritual power, then stay in the academy for a few more days."

"Don't worry, the training environment of the academy is open to you, the First Academy, and it will not hinder the students' training."

The smile on Meng Shenji's face was extremely radiant.

A future Title Douluo is about to be appointed, and he is offering you a favor by asking you to do him a favor...

No Contra would have any reason to refuse such a thing.

If you refuse, you are a fool!

Su Ming thanked him, but Meng Shenji waved his hands repeatedly as if he had stepped on his tail:

"If you want to cultivate your spiritual power, you can come to me anytime. There's no need to be so formal."

"What's going on now?" Su Ming, a harmless man, stared straight at Meng Shenji.

"Now?"

Meng Shenji was stunned for a moment, thinking that it was just a matter of cultivating his mental strength, so it was no big deal, so he agreed.

In his entire life, he had never seen such a simple request!

In a blink of an eye, the two came to a simulated environment room used for cultivation.

Just as Su Ming had imagined, at Douluo's current time point, there was no good way to cultivate spiritual power.

This so-called spiritual force simulation environment is filled with bones of various soul beasts, which is no different from Su Ming's previous practice method.

Meng Shenji's face was full of sternness and seriousness, which was completely different from before. "My martial soul is quite special. It consumes a lot of the enemy's mental energy."

"Once there is a problem, it's beyond my control, you understand?"

Su Ming nodded, "Don't worry, if anything goes wrong with me, you will definitely not be able to leave here."

Meng Shenji’s face twitched, “…”

I thought you were going to say there was a problem and it was none of my business!

But if something goes wrong, what can you do to me?

As soon as the thought came to his mind, Meng Shenji suddenly felt a huge and majestic pressure emerging.

Boom!

He felt panic-stricken, as if a heavy mountain was pressing down on his shoulders. The overwhelming force made him break out in cold sweat on his back.

Titled Douluo!

There are still Titled Douluo in the dark!

Feeling the pressure recede, Meng Shenji swallowed in fear and looked at Su Ming's harmless smile, feeling fear in his heart.

No wonder he dared to seek out me to practice such dangerous spiritual power!

No wonder even the moody Dugu Bo was speechless and dared not fight back!

After figuring out the reason, Meng Shenji couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

It turned out that I was overthinking it. This guy is indeed cautious.

"Don't worry. Since I have agreed to help you practice, I will definitely not play any tricks."

"Maybe I'll run into trouble in the future and I'll have to ask you to help me solve it."

A knowing smile appeared on Meng Shenji's stiff face, and he was not upset by Su Ming's defensiveness.

boom!

In an instant, pitch-black smoke burst out from between Meng Shenji's eyebrows, like a ball of ink dripping into water, and the black mist spread at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the blink of an eye, the entire training room was dark.

But surprisingly, Su Ming could see everything around him clearly.

The black fog kept transforming between reality and illusion, giving a feeling of a slide show.

Huge black horns emerged from both sides of the Dream God's nose. The black and purple color did not have the unevenness of metal, but instead made people feel very smooth.

In the blink of an eye, a monster with only the upper body appeared, with a bull nose, a huge mouth, and big eyes. It looked like a human but not a human, like a bull but not a bull. It turned snow-white, dark blue, and pitch black...

If you count them carefully, there are exactly eight colors in total, corresponding to the eight colors of the petals on the chest.

The monster's eyes, which had always been light blue, were filled with an illusory whiteness, as if it had seen all kinds of life, leaving only lifeless indifference.

Silent, neither sad nor happy.

The black demon stood there, like a gatekeeper from hell.

"Is this the Black Demon Martial Soul?"

With the appearance of the Black Demon Martial Spirit, a nightmare-like oppressive feeling reached directly into Su Ming's soul. He couldn't help but feel his heart tighten, as if his body was about to turn into flowing water, and he even felt a trace of fear.

Unlike facing the cold and destructive power of Tang Hao's Killing God Domain, Su Ming at this moment was more like falling into a swamp, not physically, but in the spiritual world.

Obviously, in the game of mental power, Su Ming has fallen into a disadvantage.

"let's start."

Su Ming closed his eyes and concentrated his whole body's energy into the best state.

In his dantian, a emerald green thread was wriggling like a dragon, rippling with green light. Endless vitality expanded Su Ming's wood-attributed soul power, which originally occupied only one part, and it was actually able to compete with the gold-attributed soul power.

Not only that, Su Ming's limbs and bones were also ignited by this green light.

Especially the sea of consciousness, which was constantly fissioning. A group of green soldiers were constantly expanding the territory. They were brave and fearless, and vowed to conquer a vast territory for Su Ming.

Swish!

The seventh soul ring under Meng Shenji's feet vibrated rapidly, and the monster instantly doubled in size, almost ten meters high.

The teeth-grinding friction sound is like a dog biting a bone.

The monster's huge mouth slowly opened, and a vast white light burst out from its mouth, swallowing Su Ming whole.

The monster swallowed Su Ming in one gulp?

The stars are upside down and the heaven and earth are turned upside down.

After the dizziness, Su Ming's figure appeared in another space.

It was a vast plain, with bright sunshine and green grass everywhere.

In the middle of the plain stands an eight-story tower, its snow-white walls showing the age of age, dotted with vines and mosses.

The tower is very large. Even the top eight floors are more than 200 meters long. From a distance, it looks like a fortress prison.

"It feels so clear. If I didn't know I was in a dream, I would have thought I was in the outside world."

A breeze blew on his face, and Su Ming clenched his fists. Being able to feel the pain, he felt the horror of the Black Demon Martial Spirit even more.

It is almost impossible to distinguish between dreams and reality. If one does not know that one is in a dream, then “death” at this moment should result in the death of the original body as well.

To be more precise, the original body thought it was dead.

The state of suspended animation of consciousness is even more terrifying than being in a vegetative state.

No wonder it is written in the original book - it is rumored that once controlled by the black demon, one will fall into an endless cycle of dreams.

There is some truth to this.

At this time, the space above the sky was spinning, and an ugly face slowly appeared, which was the real body of the black demon.

"Su Ming, this is a dream, but it is not a pure dream. You should be able to feel your real existence."

"You can think of it as another space, except that you are in your mental state at this moment."

"There is a tower in this space. There are various monsters in it. You need to defeat the monsters to increase your mental strength. You can also revive infinitely and start over."

"But once your spiritual energy is completely consumed, you will never wake up. Remember this!"

The sound of Meng Shen Ji echoed throughout the space, and the monster in the sky slowly disappeared.

The method that Meng Shenji thought of was still very pure, just like the mental mimicry training room, it trained mental power through mental collision.

At this moment, Su Ming was in a mental state, and so was the monster.

Moreover, Su Ming could feel that he could not use his spirit ring skills here and could only defeat the monster leader with his physical body.

As if sensing someone approaching, countless eyes in the dark passage on the first floor of the tower emitted purple flames.

Time, time, time—

It was like countless iron rods were stuck in the soil, with their long pointed legs exposed in the sunlight.

Amid the squeaking sounds, densely packed monsters poured out of the passage. The monsters were completely black without any other color. The lower part was spider legs and the upper part was a lobster. They were almost two meters tall, with two basketball-sized claws that opened and closed, and they rushed towards Su Ming with a roar.

"If I didn't know, I would have thought you were the Ghost Corps!"

Swish!

A golden light flashed, and in an instant, the heads of all the monsters were chopped off, and then all their limbs disappeared.

Chapter 171 Su Ming: I haven’t cleared the first level yet!

In the dark space, a large number of monster corpses gathered together, forming a hill ten meters high.

The hill kept disappearing, but was filled with new corpses.

The monsters came in groups, making squeaking sounds with their beaks, and kept charging towards the mountain.

Their eyes were fearless, as if they wanted to use their numerical advantage to build a tomb for those who came in.

The densely packed scene would make people feel terrified even if they saw it.

Swish!

Limbs fell from the mountain, the claws broke into two pieces, the segments were torn into sharp thorns, and the body was scattered.

On the hill, the monsters that were charging forward were like a pile of human figures. They stretched out their long necks, roared at the wellhead, and swung their giant claws downwards, competing with each other.

ding ding ding-

The golden light emanating from Su Ming formed a protective shield, which was now suffering unprecedented destruction.

Facing countless monsters, Su Ming was not panicked at all. His eyes were full of excitement, his arms were shining with golden light, and his sword light kept slashing at the monsters' bodies.

The chest cracked.

The head was shaved flat.

The six long legs were cut off by Lazy Waist.

Swish!

Every flash of golden light was accompanied by the shattering of limbs.

That mountain seemed like a huge meat grinder!

The value above Su Ming's head was also decreasing rapidly.

950.

903.

812.

……

203.