The Unusual Number of Douluo

At the same time, a faint flame phantom appeared in Ma Hongjun's eyes. The two eyes met, the flames reflected each other, and Ma Hongjun's expression became dull.

The transparent scarlet light on the soul bone gradually spread to Ma Hongjun, and Li Qing also hurriedly disconnected the soul power that lifted the soul bone.

The moment Li Qing cut off his spirit power, the spirit bone sank slightly in the air, and then floated in the air.

"call……"

Li Qing breathed a sigh of relief and stared at Ma Hongjun: "Next, I will look at this little fat man himself."

Several people did not speak, waiting quietly for the result.

As time passed, Ma Hongjun remained motionless, only Zhao Xuan, who had a keen sense of mind, felt that Ma Hongjun was establishing contact with his soul bone.

Ma Hongjun's fragile mental power communicated with the soul bone, and wanted to merge with it. The whole room was filled with crimson light, but it was quite difficult for him to establish contact with the soul bone without opening up the sea of ​​spirit.

It wasn't until night that the red light of the whole room gradually converged.

Everyone discovered that at some point, the flame lord’s skull had hung above Ma Hongjun’s head. After all the crimson light had been gathered, the soul bone turned into a crimson liquid streamer, digging into Ma Hongjun’s head. .

At this moment, Ma Hongjun's face showed pain, but as the mass of matter on his head diminished, the painful expression on Ma Hongjun's face gradually disappeared, until finally he even showed a comfortable expression.

The crimson streamer disappeared completely, and Ma Hongjun slowly opened his eyes.

A dazzling crimson divine light radiated from his eyes, with a burning wave, Li Qing waved it easily, and this divine light turned into a little fluorescence and slowly dissipated.

And Ma Hongjun's eyes gradually regained clarity, and then a touch of excitement rose from his eyes.

"I successfully fuse soul bone!" he exclaimed excitedly.

"Quickly, what spirit abilities have you acquired?"

Flander also lost his former composure, and couldn't wait to ask Ma Hongjun, his bloodshot eyes startled Ma Hongjun.

Ma Hongjun didn't delay, he smiled and said, "Dean, the soul ability of this soul bone is called the roar of the flame lord!"

"Through the tweet, I can issue a special mental attack that can burn the mental power of others!"

"Burning mental power?!"

The people present were all taken aback. You must know that if it weren't for a spirit master, the resistance to spirit would be very weak, and the spirit ability of Little Fatty was quite good.

Zhao Xuan said with great interest: "Fatty, try the effect on me."

"Brother Xuan, this is not so good." Ma Hongjun smirked and scratched his head.

"Ouch!"

Flander knocked Ma Hongjun on the head and said angrily: "If you ask you to do it, just do it. Do you think it can cause Zhao Xuan any harm?"

Ma Hongjun rubbed his head and suddenly realized, that's right, Brother Xuan's spiritual cultivation is also terrifying.

"Then I'm here, Brother Xuan." He took a sigh of relief, and said to Zhao Xuan seriously.

"come on."

Everyone stared at Ma Hongjun, only to see that his spirit ring was not released, a spirit power fluctuation appeared out of thin air, and at the same time a scarlet flame phantom appeared in his eyes.

"Mu (chop)!"

A roar resembling the flame lord's roar, and a crisp cry of a phoenix came from his mouth.

Except for the master, everyone present felt a strange spirit wave flying towards Zhao Xuan.

Zhao Xuan did not make any resistance, and immediately a somewhat illusory flame emerged out of thin air in his sea of ​​consciousness, and madly swallowed his consciousness!

However, because the divine consciousness is more condensed than the spiritual power, the speed of these flames is very slow, and it can't cause him the slightest harm.

It did not use the Purple Cloud Divine Thunder, nor did it use its divine consciousness. After the flame's power was exhausted, it extinguished by itself, and the divine consciousness it swallowed was just the tip of the iceberg.

Zhao Xuan opened his eyes, and everyone present was looking at him.

"How is it?" the master asked.

Zhao Xuan thought about it carefully, and then said: "The power is very good. If the soul sect is not a spirit type soul master or there is a corresponding method, it is basically invincible."

"Really?!" Ma Hongjun lost his voice a little excited.

"of course!"

Zhao Xuan smiled and nodded, the spirit ability possessed by this soul bone is really good.

After all, not everyone has such a strong mental power, and it would be uncomfortable for ordinary Soul Venerables and even Soul Sect to be caught in the roar of this Flame Lord.

Chapter 145 Fifth Soul Ability: Dominator

Shrek College, back mountain dormitory.

Zhao Xuan, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes and let out a foul breath.

"Finally... level fifty!"

Since understanding the shortcomings of his soul power, Zhao Xuan has not relaxed his cultivation these days, his efforts have paid off, and his soul power has finally broken through to level fifty.

Feeling the abundance of soul power in his body, Zhao Xuan smiled slightly. Whether it was the growth of the physical body or the growth of the spiritual consciousness, it was a series of adventures, which made him feel a little unbelievable. Only the progress of the soul power gave him a kind of down-to-earth. a feeling of.

"Then next step is to condense the spirit ring."

His eyes narrowed slightly, then Zhao Xuan's eyelids drooped, and his mind sank into the sea of ​​knowledge.

His strength has reached level fifty. According to the rules of this world, he can already attach a fifth spirit ring, but his situation is special and he can perform self-deduction.

"The last time I performed the soul skill of Time Immortality, I don't know what I can get this time."

Zhao Xuan had some expectations in his heart. This time his divine consciousness power skyrocketed, and it was countless times stronger than the last time. He hoped he could obtain a good spirit ability.

Knowing the sea, Zhao Xuan, who was sitting cross-legged on the white lotus platform, opened his eyes and looked around. The purple-golden divine power was immense. Above him, an illusory white lotus was swaying.

Zhao Xuan thought, and the cell phone and computer appeared beside him.

The four spirit rings of yellow, yellow, purple, and purple slowly emerged from the phone, and then shattered into a stream of light and flowed into the computer.

The computer screen is constantly changing, and even Zhao Xuan can't capture its image.

Zhao Xuan waited quietly. After a while, it spit out the light flow again. The light flow turned into a spirit ring and put it on the phone again, and Zhao Xuan's heart became tense at this moment.

Just as he had imagined, the power of the divine consciousness in the sea of ​​consciousness suddenly began to fluctuate, and the center of this fluctuation was the computer martial arts soul beside him.

The power of the divine consciousness was swallowed by the computer martial soul, forming a huge black hole-like vortex, causing an uproar in the entire sea of ​​consciousness.