Dou Po: I can upgrade everything

Chapter 37 The Power of Time

The appearance of the black mist caught everyone present unexpectedly.

Yang Shou's face darkened, but he didn't expect the people from the Soul Palace to smell the smell.

Black fog lingered, and a strange and sinister laughter came from it, echoing in the sky like a crow.

"You can have such a powerful soul at the fighting spirit level. Your soul belongs to my soul palace."

"If you want my soul, it depends on your ability." Yang Shoufeng narrowed his eyes and responded coldly.

I saw the black mist shrinking and fluctuating, slowly condensing into a figure shrouded in the darkness. He smiled evilly and said: "I really don't know how high the sky is. In front of the Dou Emperor, your meager skills can't stand on the stage at all."

Hearing this, Yang Shou sneered and said sarcastically: "I thought it was some protector from the Heaven and Earth of the Soul Palace, but it turned out to be a Soul Envoy at the level of a Dou Huang."

As if being angered by Yang Shou's words, the soul palace soul user moved his palms, and two black chains rushed out of the darkness with a clattering sound, instantly cutting through the air and turning into two black poisonous snakes, Stab the person in front of you.

Yang Shou reluctantly used Nine Heavens Thunder to dodge, but the chain still scratched his body, leaving two hideous blood marks.

The damage caused by the chain to the soul is even more terrifying. Even through the physical body, one can still feel the pain deep in the soul.

"Boy, you are at the end of your mighty bow. Stop struggling and surrender your soul obediently."

The soul envoy of the Soul Palace walked slowly towards him with a sinister smile. Two chains stood on the left and right sides. The tips of the extremely sharp chains were covered with mysterious runes, showing a murderous aura.

Ling Shuzhu, who was on another battlefield, saw that Yang Shou was injured and retreated. He was so anxious that he burst out with fiery energy, trying to fight off Chen Changfeng and go to support Yang Shou.

Just a few steps after flying out, a tiger-headed sword carrying a strong wind stopped her in her tracks.

Chen Changfeng's ferocious face was full of hatred and he said: "Our young sect master cannot die in vain, and exchange his life for his life."

"But your young sect master's soul will also be taken away by him." Ling Shuzhu's expression was cold, and he made the point clear.

"It doesn't matter, the Soul Palace will find a way to resurrect the young sect leader." Chen Changfeng picked up the tiger-headed sword and showed a weird smile.

After hearing this, Ling Shuzhu frowned and asked, "Your Jin Yan Sect actually colluded with the Soul Palace!"

"The power of the Soul Palace is beyond your imagination. No matter what, I will not let you go." Chen Changfeng said in a cold voice with fanatical and bloodthirsty eyes.

Zhao Qian is also incompetent, his fighting skills are cunning and strange, and his defense power is even more astonishing.

Especially after hearing the news of Yan Yun's death, the old monster was like a mad dog, chasing him and biting him without caring.

Everything can only depend on Yang Shou himself.

If he dies, it can only be said that things in the world are unpredictable and God is jealous of talented people.

Just after the two fighting kings were eliminated, when they were exhausted, another fighting king of unknown origin intervened.

It's almost a mortal situation.

At this moment, Yang Shou was half-hunched over, his breath was listless, and he was vomiting blood.

After repeated battles, his own wear and tear has reached its limit.

Yet he had no fear.

The soul envoy is gradually approaching, and Yang Shou has long blocked the trash talk coming out of his mouth. The only way to deal with it now is to use his last trump card.

Finger of time.

It was almost a matter of life and death at the moment when the Fighting Emperor Soul Envoy was approaching.

The dark and deep iron chain was raised high and then chopped down with a swing.

Yang Shou raised his head slightly and extended a flat finger.

No one can observe the bit of transparency wrapped around the fingertips.

The power of time.

The soul envoy of the Soul Palace laughed wildly, and the laughter suddenly stopped midway. He stared at his soul in horror.

An indescribable and terrifying force is invading.

The soul makes the appearance visible to the naked eye aging and drying up, and the solid soul body is quickly dissipating.He didn't even have time to make a sound, he was instantly annihilated.

The sudden defeat of the Soul Palace Soul Envoy shocked everyone, including Yang Shou. His eyes were slightly stunned, and he never expected that the Finger of Time could possess such terrifying power.

A fighting emperor, unable to fight back, disappeared into the years without making any ripples.

【Life -10】

Xuanyin suddenly sounded.

Yang Shou smiled bitterly, collapsed to the ground exhausted, looked up at the sky, and gasped for air.

Then Zhao Qian and Ling Shuzhu gathered together to protect the left and right.

Chen Changfeng and Tu Laoguai saw that the situation was not good and were horrified by Yang Shou's terrifying methods. They made a quick decision and left quickly, not even daring to say harsh words.

Zhao Qian looked at Yang Shou as if he was seeing a monster, and he was amazed.

Ling Shuzhu helped Yang Shou up, feeling equally uneasy inside, but compared to Zhao Qian, her reaction was relatively calm.

Taking away the bodies of the Black and White Evil King and others, the three returned to Black Seal City with the support of the Zhao family's forces.

This night is destined to give many forces in Black Seal City sleepless nights.

The one who couldn't sleep was Xiao Yan. When the soul envoy of the Soul Palace appeared, he took advantage of the chaos to hide his presence and escaped into the city with the colorful sky-swallowing python.

After returning to the hotel where he stayed, Xiao Yan breathed a sigh of relief. He lowered his head to look at the condition of the colorful sky-swallowing python, and found that the latter fell into a deep sleep. It was obvious that the queen's soul had taken too much to revive this time, and the sky-swallowing python regained control.

Of course, neither Xiao Yan nor Yao Lao saw the final result. If the sky-swallowing python hadn't awakened and the queen's will was suppressed, a colorful giant python would have escaped and entered the battle.

By then, it will not be so easy to sit back and watch.

Fortunately, the accident did not happen.

Lying on the hotel bed, Xiao Yan murmured to himself: "Teacher, do you think Xiaocai's relative is the silver-haired fighting spirit?"

The old man's shadow was suspended in the air and he replied: "Looking at the reaction of the sky-swallowing python, it's very possible."

"I think that boy's soul power is extremely powerful. I'm afraid it's him who releases his senses during the day."

"No guarantee, the other party will come to your door." Yao Lao expressed his worries.

Xiao Yan also looked worried. Without knowing whether the other party was a friend or an enemy, it was difficult to decide how to treat him.

"That's all, instead of thinking about these, it's better to think about tomorrow's auction and make elixirs to get rid of poverty."

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Yang Shou, who was seriously injured, returned to the residence provided by the Zhao family for treatment under the protection of the two fighting kings.

Fortunately, the injuries he suffered were not critical, but he could no longer use his fighting energy to fight the enemy in a short period of time, so he could only rest and recuperate for a period of time.

With the help of Spring Return Pill, Changqi Pill and some healing herbs, the injuries on his body were stopped in time, and the powerful recovery power of Qilin Thunder Body also made up for the loss.

The night passed by in a hurry without saying a word.

inside the house.

Yang Shou sat cross-legged, his pale face gradually turning red, holding the seal of the Wanxiang Lingjue, and the traces of the technique traveled around the body, repairing every inch of the body.

There are two phantoms behind him, a green ancient pine and a blue willow. The spiritual trees representing the two attributes of wood and thunder respectively shine brightly and dazzlingly.

Such a change occurs because the root of the Vientiane Spiritual Art is derived from the Green Wood Art, which largely inherits the characteristics of planting spiritual trees and absorbing energy.

After recovering from his injuries for the rest of the night, he regained his mobility.

It's time to go to the auction.

　The second update today, a setting chapter will be posted later, which will make it easier for everyone to read.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)