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Chapter 9: The First Soul Ring of Blue Silver Grass (5)


At this time, the master had relaxed, and his eyes were full of confidence, "One of the ten core competitiveness of the martial soul world that I have researched and proposed is the martial soul mimicry theory.

The plant martial soul does not necessarily have to absorb the soul ring of the plant soul beast, and the beast martial soul may not be unable to absorb the plant soul ring.

Under various preconditions, the two can absorb each other.

As I told you before, one of the great strengths of Blue Silver Grass is its non-exclusivity.

Because it is too weak, it will not reject any attributes attached to the soul ring, but will only be passively integrated.

Therefore, it is not a problem to absorb the soul ring of this mandala snake.

At the same time, remember what kind of soul ring we were looking for?"

Tang San's eyes lit up, "With the additional tenacity effect, it is best to be toxic."

That's right, both of these characteristics are possessed by the mandala snake. ” The master glanced at his disciple deeply and said, "Whether it is an ordinary soul master or those guys in the Martial Soul Palace, they all turn their noses up at my ten core competitiveness theories, and no one believes them.

There was no soul master who was willing to absorb different types of soul rings to strengthen himself before, Xiao San, would you like to try it Although I am absolutely sure in theory, no one has ever tried this.

Practice is the only criterion for testing the truth, and the reason why the ten core competencies I put forward are only theories and not truths is because no one wants to practice them. ” From the master's eyes, Tang San saw the fanaticism, because of the mutation of the martial soul, the master could not become a powerful soul master in his life, but he was still so persistent, and devoted his life's energy to the study of the martial soul.

For such a person, Tang San respected from the bottom of his heart, respected the master as a person, and respected his research results, "Teacher, let me be the person who helps you practice."

I'm sure your research won't be wrong. ” The body of the mandala snake has gradually become immobile, and the vital point of the head is pierced by a sharp blade, no matter how tenacious its vitality is, it will not escape the end of death.

The faint yellow light began to condense above the body of the mandala snake, unlike the ten-year Nether Wolf Soul Ring that Tang San had seen before, the yellow aura produced by the Mandala Snake was very clear, and the light was much brighter than the aura of the Nether Wolf.

Even if you don't touch it, you can clearly feel the huge energy contained in it.

Listening to Tang San's words, the master's eyes were full of relief, "Little San, let's start." ” Tang San nodded, raised his right hand, forcibly endured the feeling of weakness of losing his strength, and slowly condensed his remaining soul power into his palm, accompanied by a light blue halo, blue silver grass grew out of his palm, exuding a faint breath of life and gently swaying with the fluctuations of soul power.

Come on, my first soul ring, you will decide whether I can practice to become a Tang Sect peerless master, and also determine whether I can inherit the hope of my teacher.

Pulled by that pale blue light, the Hundred Year Mandala Snake Soul Ring slowly flew in Tang San's direction.

The master's eyes stared at the floating soul ring, and he shouted in a deep voice: "Sit cross-legged and guard the martial soul." ” Tang San sat down cross-legged on the spot as he said, focusing his attention on the martial soul in his right hand, at this time, as the Hundred Year Mandala Snake Soul Ring approached, he felt an unprecedentedly powerful pressure, and the bones of his whole body even made a slight sound under this pressure.

Soon, the yellow aura came to the top of Tang San's head, and without giving him any chance to react, the yellow aura suddenly contracted, turning into a golden ring that was only the size of a bracelet, but extremely condensed, and fell directly on top of the Blue Silver Grass Martial Spirit in the palm of his right hand.

Tang San only felt that his right hand was like invading magma, a scorching energy rushed into it crazily, and the violent heat flow instantly rushed into his body, and in an instant, the five were like burning.

The body couldn't help but tremble violently.

"No matter how the power of the soul ring hits your body, remember to stay awake, only in this way can you make better use of the power of the soul ring in the future."

This was the last thing Tang San heard the master say, and in the next second, he closed his eyes, his consciousness was completely immersed in the hot ocean.

The Xuantian Gong internal force in his body seemed to have been ignited by this sudden force, and the heat flow instantly spread to every part of his body, and Tang San only felt as if he could breathe fire when he opened his mouth.

What a domineering force.

The power of the soul ring that rushed in instantly baptized Tang San's body, but what made Tang San a little strange was that such a hot energy did not destroy the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul.

Suddenly there was a light in his consciousness, and Tang San seemed to see that he was immersed in a sea of flames, and in the middle of this flame, a lonely blue silver grass swayed lightly with the flames, no matter how fierce the flames were, they couldn't destroy it.

Tang San was overjoyed in his heart, this seemed to be the inner vision realm in the internal force, in the previous life, he was too old when he cultivated the Xuantian Treasure Record, he had never felt this kind of realm, but he didn't expect it to appear when he absorbed the first soul ring.

Under the roasting of the flame, the blue silver grass began to change.

The originally slender blades of grass began to grow longer and wider, and the faint blue gradually became deeper, and the dark blue blades of grass spread out in the sea of flames, wandering smartly, like countless saroman snakes jumping in the fire.

The pale blue blades of grass began to turn dark blue, and there were some black lines on them, exactly the same as those on the mandala snake before.

Boom, all the hot currents rushed out, and Tang San felt as if the fiery aura had melted his body

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