Chapter 229 Qian Renxue's Tools (Two-in-One)

Chapter 229 Qian Renxue's Tools (Two in One)

After the two people with their own thoughts walked into the meeting hall of the Pope's Palace one after another, Su Cheng looked at Bibi Dong who was standing in front of him with his back to him.

He did not mention the incident that had just happened, but asked in a deep voice: "Your Highness, have you ever tried to practice the two volumes of 'Xiantian Gong' that I taught to the spirit masters of the Spirit Hall?"

"..." Bibi Dong was silent for a moment, then turned around and shook her head calmly, "No."

Su Cheng was a little surprised to hear this, "Why not give it a try? Those titled Douluo in the Elder Hall have also started to practice now."

That being said, he actually didn't believe it in his heart.

Not to mention the extent to which the experiences in the simulated world would affect Bibi Dong, whether he would remember a lot of fragments, or like Lorelai, only have a small impression, knowing that there is such a seemingly true character.

But some knowledge and insights will always change, and you can see something.

Of course, if Bibi Dong remembered more, she would definitely know what this technique meant to her.

The danger of the Rakshasa Divine Test lies in the strong malice that erodes the spiritual world of the soul master.

Bibi Dong can definitely understand that the innate function is of great help to her soul foundation and can greatly alleviate the pressure brought by the Rakshasa Divine Test.

Moreover, if she had not practiced the innate skill, her current mood should not be so stable.

Except for just now, in the six months that he was in Wuhun City, he had hardly seen Bibi Dong show any signs of losing control, not to mention that he had calmly talked to him about Qian Renxue many times.

"No." Bibi Dong seemed to see the doubt in his words and shook his head again affirmatively.

Then he explained in a deep voice: "With your knowledge, you should have seen it a long time ago, right? I have another inheritance."

Su Cheng's eyes moved slightly, but he did not speak immediately, and continued to wait for her next words.

"I told you before that Qian Renxue has a chance to inherit the Angel God inheritance of the Spirit Hall.

"And I also have a divine inheritance in me, called Luosha.

"With the inheritance in my body, why should I go far away and pursue other ways of cultivation?

"What's more, it's a matter of great importance to the gods, and I'm afraid there will be no other chances."

"..."Su Cheng didn't expect that Bibi Dong would speak out such a secret.

"It's not good for you to reveal this kind of thing casually, right?" He hesitated and tried.

"That's right." Bibi Dong nodded slightly, and said bluntly without any hesitation: "Luosha God is the god of evil thoughts, and is naturally opposed to the angel god. With my identity and position, it is not suitable to be made public.

"But for you, this probably doesn't matter. After all, didn't you spare no effort to stop Qian Renxue from inheriting the Angel God? You won't hurt her, will you?"

"So, you want me to help you complete the God Test?" Su Cheng raised his eyebrows, "I'm just a mortal soul master, don't you think too highly of me? And Your Holiness, the throne you inherited doesn't sound very friendly."

"The God Test doesn't matter." Bibi Dong shook her head nonchalantly, "It's just that I'm already stuck in the mud now, I'm afraid it's difficult to get out. Telling you this is just holding a glimmer of hope."

After saying that, a trace of bitterness and weakness appeared on her face.

Su Cheng didn't pay much attention to her expression changes, but just thought and whispered: "Can I see your martial soul?"

"Of course."

As Bibi Dong spoke, a deep purple halo emerged from her body, and the huge and ugly Death Spider Emperor appeared behind her.

At the same time, nine soul rings surrounded her feet, floating silently.

Looking at the man and the spider in front of him, Su Cheng's vertical lines on his forehead glowed faintly.

Under the real vision, the huge Death Spider King was unscrupulously showing a powerful aura fluctuation.

In addition, there was a vague prototype of divine power.

Unlike the vastness of the Sea God's divine power, this subtle divine power fluctuation contained extremely strong evil malice.

"I really haven't practiced it before, how could it be like this?"

This unexpected situation made him frown secretly.

Not only that, the familiar fluctuations that he had felt many times before were not from the martial soul in front of him.

"Your Highness, I remember you mentioned before that you are the owner of twin martial souls, right?"

"That's right." Bibi Dong nodded.

The next moment, the Death Spider King was retracted into the body, replaced by a dark green Soul Devouring Spider King, and the soul ring configuration also became an even more amazing seven soul rings of five black and two red.

Unlike the ugly and bloated Death Spider Emperor, Bibi Dong's Soul Devouring Spider Emperor also looks ferocious, but reveals a kind of ferocious and brutal strange beauty.

But Su Cheng obviously didn't care about these things at this time.

He was surprised that the other party really didn't have any traces of practicing Xiantian Gong in depth.

As the creator of the technique, he certainly wouldn't make a mistake in judging whether the other party had practiced it or not.

The other party was different from Qian Renxue, and couldn't show his soul, so he couldn't see things at the soul level.

But in the real vision, the operation of the other party's soul power after showing his martial soul was obvious.

The core of the second volume of Xiantian Gong is to feed the soul of the flesh with soul power.

Bibi Dong did not use her soul power in this aspect.

In addition, he also did not find the source of the familiar fluctuations.

Suppressing the chaotic thoughts in his heart, Su Cheng said lightly: "Your Holiness, I suggest that you practice Xiantian Gong. The malice in your second martial soul is so strong that it has corroded your nature. If you let it go, you may become a completely different person in the future."

While speaking, he was constantly thinking in his heart.

As expected, Bibi Dong could not master the innate power at all in her current situation.

That trace of Rakshasa divine power clung to her martial soul like a maggot on the tarsal bone.

But this scene in the real vision was actually just an appearance.

Even if the martial soul was contaminated with divine power, it was not the most serious.

The two martial souls presented in the field of vision contained exactly the same divine power fluctuations.

This means that the real place where that trace of Rakshasa divine power actually resides is the other party's soul.

Su Cheng couldn't help but sigh in his heart, thinking it was a tricky situation.

The more people can master the innate power, the greater the benefit to him, and the source power he can possess may be increased.

For this purpose, he certainly hopes that more people can master it.

Including the elders of the Spirit Hall, let them try their best.

But those people don't know when they will have to wait to truly master it.

The fusion of innate power is not something that can be easily achieved by strong soul power. The most critical point is the foundation and balance.

Take Dugu Bo as an example.

Even though he has now been promoted to a peak Douluo with the help of the fairy grass, it is still difficult for him to master the wonderful use of the innate power in a short period of time.

The reason is that his physical strength is too weak.

Although he used the fairy grass, the snake venom in the past has caused too much damage to his foundation.

At present, the person who has the best chance to master this power as soon as possible is Bibi Dong.

Next is Zhu Zhuqing, whose foundation he has greatly improved, Chen Xin, who has a superior mind, and A Yin, who has unique conditions after rebirth.

But the existence of the Rakshasa power is undoubtedly a huge stumbling block.

After thinking for a while, Su Cheng looked at Bibi Dong and asked, "Where did you get the inheritance of the divine throne you mentioned?"

"The City of Slaughter."

"Okay." Su Cheng nodded, "Let's go to the City of Slaughter in a month, I want to see it myself."

"Just to see the inheritance of the divine throne?" Bibi Dong's expression was a little weird.

"Of course not, and Zhu Zhuqing." Su Cheng did not hide it, and said casually, "The time is almost up, I don't plan to let her go to the road of hell."

Then he continued, "Within this month, you have to learn all two volumes of Xiantian Gong. Don't worry, I will stay in the Pope's Palace during this period to help you practice quickly."

After that, he left the meeting room.

After he left, Bibi Dong looked at the direction of the gate for a long time, the lines on her face softened a little bit, and her eyes were a little dazed.

In fact, she really had never practiced Xiantian Gong.

She just tried it briefly as a test after her consciousness returned to reality.

When Su Cheng made the technique public, she did not touch it at all.

In her heart, this technique belonged to Su Cheng.

Especially before, Bibi Dong had never found a truly suitable balance in her relationship with Su Cheng, so she was naturally hesitant and did not dare to show this technique easily.

She did not believe that the other party would not be able to see it after practicing.

In addition, Su Cheng had promised before that he would help her solve the hidden danger of power being suppressed in the future, so she was not in a hurry.

Bibi Dong knew the role of this technique very well.

Moreover, what she mastered was not the incomplete version that Su Cheng taught to the people of Wuhun Hall, but all three volumes of Xiantian Gong, which included purifying blood and condensing innate power.

For her, even if she practiced this technique, the greatest significance was just as Su Cheng thought, which was to strengthen the soul foundation.

But the little starlight in the soul has been constantly purifying and relieving the pressure from the Rakshasa Divine Test, which Su Cheng didn't know.

For other purposes, such as strengthening the body, her soul bones are full, and there are external soul bones on her body, so the innate function can only help a limited amount. As for soul power cultivation, if it weren't for the restrictions of the Rakshasa Divine Test, she would have already become a level 99 peerless Douluo, and there is no further progress, and it doesn't make much sense.

And the method of integrating the innate power in the third volume is out of reach for her now, and there is no chance to master it.

Because her soul has a big problem.

The biggest requirement for mastering the innate power is a pure foundation.

Not to mention her soul itself that was soaked in malice.

Even the Rakshasa Divine Test has reached the late stage, and can trigger some Rakshasa power. In this case, how can the foundation be pure?

The next day, before Su Cheng came to the door, Hu Liena took the initiative to find Bibi Dong.

"Nana, why are you here? What's the matter?"

Looking at the direct disciple in front of her, Bibi Dong's face was soft.

She hadn't seen her disciple, whom she treated like her own daughter, for some time.

In the past six months or so, the younger generation of the Spirit Hall, who had gradually mastered the method of practicing Xiantian Gong, had begun actual combat trials.

Their trial site was in the Death Canyon, which was under the jurisdiction of the Spirit Hall.

That place is full of dangers and powerful soul beasts, which can be a great training effect for young soul masters.

"Teacher, I want to go to the Slaughter City for training." At this time, Hu Liena looked at Bibi Dong, without any seductive color, full of unparalleled firm belief.

"Why do you suddenly think of going there?" Bibi Dong was stunned when she heard it, "Nana, you are already very good. The Slaughter City is extremely dangerous. If you choose to go there for training, even if you are you, you may not be able to come back."

Hu Liena knew the existence of the Slaughter City.

As a disciple who Bibi Dong regarded as her daughter, Bibi Dong did not hide many things from her.

"Please help me, teacher." Hu Liena did not say much, but knelt on one knee and prayed in a deep voice.

At this time, what echoed in her ears was what Qian Renxue had said to her before.

They, the so-called golden generation of the Spirit Hall, seemed to be talented, but they had actually experienced too little tempering and their potential was not realized at all.

Indeed, for the current foundation of the Spirit Hall, the strength of her as a young soul king is insignificant.

But for herself, she didn't want to disappoint Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue.

"Have you really thought it through?" Bibi Dong looked down at Hu Liena who was kneeling in front of her.

Hu Liena nodded firmly, "Teacher, I have thought it through."

Bibi Dong sighed lightly, her face softened a lot, "In fact, you don't need to work so hard. Isn't it good to practice in the Death Canyon like Xie Yue and Yan?"

Hu Liena hesitated after hearing this, then gritted her teeth and lowered her head and said, "Not only me, my brother and others also want to go to the Slaughter City to see it."

"..."

Hearing this, Bibi Dong's eyes paused slightly, and then slowly frowned, feeling that something was wrong.

The existence of the Slaughter City is a confidential information that only the Spirit Hall elders with high positions or the second generation of souls with outstanding family backgrounds have the opportunity to know.

Although Xie Yue and Yan are talented and are among the best young disciples of this generation.

But they are all orphans and have no way to get the news.

With Su Cheng's personality, he would not bother to talk about such trivial matters that have nothing to do with him, so it is likely that they heard it from Hu Liena.

But...

Bibi Dong looked down at her apprentice, who was now pale, and shook her head secretly.

How could this child have the courage?

Her heart moved, and her eyes narrowed slightly, "Did Qian Renxue tell you something?"

Killing City.

Sitting cross-legged in the hut where she lived, Zhu Zhuqing was constantly feeling cold all over her body.

A huge murderous aura was constantly rotating around her body, trying to affect her mind.

In this dark world, in this place full of blood and depravity. She not only had to win one victory after another, but also had to walk out alive.

Three days after entering the Killing City, Zhu Zhuqing had killed more than three digits of degenerates.

And the Hell Killing Games she participated in at that time were only two games.

The rule of the Hell Killing Field is that the difference in the number of wins between the opponents matched in each battle is not less than five.

So in the following time, as she participated in more and more games, the opponents she encountered became stronger and stronger.

Of course, she won all of them.

Because in this place, if you lose, you die.

In the following year, she continued to bear external pressure and inner tests every day, tempering her own fighting skills and will.

In this process, she gradually excavated the desire for killing and fighting from her martial soul, and felt the rhythm of the wind of freedom...

Zhu Zhuqing's eyes suddenly opened, and a dark red bloodthirsty light flashed in her eyes.

"... Zhuqing, when you get there, don't indulge in the pleasure of slaughtering the weak, but don't reject killing. Stick to your heart and enjoy the battle.

"The Nether White Tiger was born to fight. In the Killing City, there is no need to care about good and evil. What you need to pay attention to most is that you must stick to your heart.

"In that place, the level of soul power is not a decisive factor. So you don't have to fear anyone. You have a fighting talent that is far beyond the determination of ordinary people.

"Don't force yourself to win a hundred victories or something like that. Before you go to the road to hell, I will personally go to the killing city to pick you up..."

Su Cheng's parting words echoed in Zhu Zhuqing's ears, making her expression slightly softer, but a hint of weakness appeared in her eyes.

"Su Cheng..."

She felt that she was about to give up.

She had tried her best to find her true self in the killing and temper her will in the battle as Su Cheng said.

But even so, the pervasive bloody smell still It constantly infects her body and mind, urging her to go crazy and tempting her to fall.

The murderous aura in this place is not pure.

It is different from the resolute fighting spirit that the Nether White Tiger Martial Spirit carries, which breaks through the cage and penetrates everything.

The murderous aura here is more of a disregard for life, and the various impurities and malice contained in it make her want to vomit.

At this time, the wisps of strong wind lingering around her are all emitting a faint fishy smell.

"Huh..."

After a long breath of turbid air, Zhu Zhuqing stood up with spirits.

Next, she will prepare for the next battle...

In the City of Slaughter, the cold and bloody air everywhere is suffocating.

In the Hell Killing Field, a total of ten people slowly walked in.

Zhu Zhuqing walked in the second-to-last position, but became the focus of attention of the other nine people.

The reason for this is not because she is the only female participant among these people, nor because of her hot body and peerless appearance.

But because of her terrifying record.

Eighty-seven competitions, eighty-seven victories, this is Zhu Zhuqing's current record.

In the entire Hell Killing Field, she is now the one with the most wins.

Except for Zhu Zhuqing, everyone else who came here to participate in the competition is most looking forward to a hundred victories.

With the title of a hundred champions, you can become a resident of the Killing City forever. In addition to not being able to leave, you will have extremely high authority here, and you can even become a guest of the King of Killing.

After eighty-seven battles, Zhu Zhuqing has accumulated more than a thousand lives.

Now, she has become a king-like figure in the Hell Killing Field. It took only one year to achieve such a result, and it can even be ranked in the top three since the establishment of the Killing City.

As Su Cheng said, it is not possible to defeat a strong enemy here just by having high soul power.

In Zhu Zhuqing's hands, I don't know how many opponents with soul power far exceeding hers have died. However, a soul master without soul skills is like a tiger without claws and teeth.

Moreover, Zhu Zhuqing now has already mastered the various techniques in battle like an art.

Once, she defeated several powerful enemies with soul power exceeding level 70 in a competition and walked out of the killing field in an extremely weak state.

Then she was besieged by nearly a hundred people.

In this killing city where domain skills cannot be used, Zhu Zhuqing, who entered the most crazy fighting state, was surrounded by countless hurricanes out of thin air.

Wind blades shuttled freely, and her figure was also like a strong wind sweeping through, ruthlessly harvesting the lives of these attackers.

When she got away, she also won the title of "Strong Wind King".

At this time, the nine people who walked into the hell killing field with Zhu Zhuqing all showed extremely nervous expressions on their faces.

When everyone was locked in the venue, they surrounded Zhu Zhuqing in the center almost immediately.

Roaring, hissing, nine slightly crazy and high shouts sounded from different directions around her at the same time, and then rushed towards her.

In this situation of being surrounded by enemies, Zhu Zhuqing turned a blind eye and closed her eyes and raised her head slightly, with her long black hair fluttering.

The wind blew...

At the same time, in a dark and wide room.

A tall figure was sitting on a giant chair inlaid with blue and purple crystals.

A large number of crystals were outlined in a skull-like shape, and the surroundings were all dark red.

"The Fierce Wind King is going to win another victory." A cold female voice sounded in a dark corner.

"I know." The tall figure sitting on the giant chair said lightly.

"Great King, should we start to contact her? There hasn't been a real strong person joining the Slaughter City for a long time."

"Do you think she is a real strong person?"

"I don't know..." The female voice trembled slightly this time, "Her growth rate is too amazing, she is born to kill. Her attack methods are simple but efficient, which can be called art. I think even if a Titled Douluo is in the Slaughter City, it is impossible to kill her without soul skills."

The King of Slaughter was silent for a moment, "Then do you think she can complete a hundred games and challenge the Hell Road?"

"Yes." This time the woman answered very firmly.

"No need to contact her."

"Why? Great King, don't you want our Slaughter City to become stronger? Although we had an agreement with the Spirit Hall a thousand years ago, who knows when they will tear up the agreement?"

"Do you know who sent this person?"

"Who?"

"It's one of the only two gods of killing left in the world." The King of Slaughter said lightly.

"In this world, if there is anyone who can really threaten the Killing City, it is these two Killing Gods. Even I cannot offend them easily.

"What you don't know is that anyone who has passed the Hell Road can still use soul skills within the scope of the Killing City.

"Let's wait and see. Before her future is determined, there is no need to bear the wrath of the Killing God."

The cold female voice was a little anxious, "In this case, will this Fierce Wind King bring any unpredictable results to the Killing City? In the past, whenever a Killing God appeared, it would be accompanied by a crisis in the Killing City, causing heavy damage to the entire Killing City..."

The Killing King said in a deep voice: "Don't worry, when the time comes, I have my own way. You retreat first."

As his voice fell, the shadow in the corner did not dare to say anything more, and quickly left the room.

After there was no one around, he muttered to himself: "After passing the Hell Road, the God of Killing can return to the City of Slaughter at any time. In their God of Killing domain, any soul master can resume the use of soul skills. If it comes to a last resort, I can only mobilize the remaining divine consciousness of the adults..."

In a mountain range on the border of the Tiandou Empire.

A magnificent waterfall fell from the sky with vigorous water vapor, and violent roars continued to sound from the bottom of the waterfall.

The entire 200-meter waterfall was completely cut off when it fell to the bottom 50 meters.

The falling water all rushed in all directions above fifty meters, turning into a large curtain of water that poured down from a distance, causing the entire pool below to be constantly rippled by the water drops.

In the large curtain of water, a figure like a dragon could be vaguely seen standing right below the waterfall, with his body constantly rotating, and a small black hammer flying up and down in his hand.

Every time the hammer was swung, the waterfall pouring down from the air would rise a few points, and the distance of fifty meters was constantly increasing.

Sixty meters, seventy meters, eighty meters, ninety meters...

In the water curtain, the terrifying black light could be vaguely seen supporting the waterfall like a black dragon climbing up.

When the waterfall was impacted and rose to a hundred meters, the figure suddenly stopped, and all the movements turned into the last point, and it was just stuck there.

The next moment, all the black light exploded at this condensed moment.

"Boom--"

Accompanied by a loud noise, the black dragon soared into the sky, and the huge waterfall pouring down at that moment actually flew in all directions, unable to condense anymore. The 200-meter waterfall disappeared completely from sight.

The huge black dragon made a series of strong humming sounds, showing its powerful might.

Tang Hao stood quietly by the pool, looking at the magnificent scene in front of him, and his long-stiffened face finally relaxed a little.

And the figure who made the waterfall flow backwards was Tang San, who had been practicing here for a year.

Suppressing soul power, consolidating the foundation, and practicing hammer skills.

This series of special training, in Tang Hao's original plan, would take Tang San two years to complete.

But what he didn't expect was that perhaps because of the stimulation of Xiao Wu's death, or perhaps because of the influence of his story with Ah Yin, coupled with the deep hatred for the Spirit Hall, he actually completed the task that was originally scheduled for two years in just one year.

Today, Tang San has completely familiarized himself with the use of his Clear Sky Hammer.

The scene just now was the final explosion of the Chaos Cloak Hammer Method 9981 Hammers.

In Tang Hao's opinion, in terms of the auxiliary ability of the martial soul, the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda is undoubtedly the best, and in terms of attack power, the Seven Killing Sword of Sword Douluo Chenxin is unmatched. But in terms of dominance, strength, and explosive power, the Clear Sky Hammer can take the top spot.

Otherwise, why is the Clear Sky Sect called the number one sect in the soul master world?

Looking at Tang San not far away, Tang Hao suddenly asked: "Xiao San, during the Elite Competition of the All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy, the method you used to throw the fragments of the Eight Spider Lance, is it your own soul skill?"

"I guess so."

Tang San's tone was flat, and even when answering his father's question, he did not show any emotional fluctuations.

It has been a full year since the end of the Soul Master Competition.

In this year, he has never smiled again, becoming silent and gloomy.

That slightly stiff face is somewhat similar to Yu Xiaogang.

Tang Hao nodded and said, "Don't waste your skills. Remember to practice them often in the future."

Here, he paused and spoke again, "You have mastered the essence of the Chaos Cloak Hammer Technique, and your foundation is solid. Next, I will take you to a place where you can really cultivate your murderous aura."

Hearing this, Tang San breathed a sigh of relief.

The hard training day and night over the past year has made him feel disgusted from the bottom of his heart.

But he didn't dare to stop for a moment.

Because the pressure brought by those people in the Spirit Hall was too terrifying.

"But before going to that place, we have to meet someone first."

"Who?"

"Your teacher, Yu Xiaogang."