My martial soul in Douluo is really competitive!

Chapter 5 "God-Level Martial Spirit-Zihuang Taihang Sword!"

Accompanied by a ray of purple light falling from the sky, the kitchen knife Wuhun in He Qingfeng's right hand suddenly emerged.

I only heard the digital BGM of "Yagu Beast, Ultimate Evolution!", and the kitchen knife martial spirit slowly floated up into the sky, and the extremely shining purple beam of light enveloped the kitchen knife martial spirit in it!
Cai Knife: "No one can stop me from super-evolving today! As I said! Even if Jesus came! First get an AK for my master, and then get a blessing for myself! Then make it bigger and stronger! Create brilliance !Awesome!"

He Qingfeng just stared at Kui Kui and watched his martial spirit start to soar!And Tang San on the side was also dumbfounded—"Brother Qingfeng, what's going on with you?"

The sky gradually dimmed, like the scene of summoning the dragon in Dragon Ball, a dazzling purple light connected between the sky and the earth, and a faint coercion from the heavens enveloped the sky and the earth.

"I'm a mother, is my martial soul so big? Going into a transformation makes it the same as Thy's descending to earth!"

And at this moment when Ye He Qingfeng was shocked, everyone on the mainland raised their heads.

At this moment, Bibi Dong's pupils shrunk slightly as she was sitting on the pope's chair in the Spirit Hall, because she felt an unprecedented pressure!In the next second, her figure disappeared in an instant, and then appeared in the sky above the Hall of Spirits. Her eyes were fixed on the far east. She had a hunch that this source of pressure would bring her great pressure in the future. distressed.

And Qian Daoliu, who was also in the depths of the Wuhun Hall, opened his eyes slightly, and whispered softly: "This is really an ominous premonition."

On the other side, Bo Saixi, who was far away on Sea God Island, also looked towards the west with his pupils shrunk.

"This feeling."

Killing capital.

The Slaughter King frowned slightly and muttered, "Could it be them?"

At this moment, Tang Hao, who was drinking, froze for a moment, and then rushed to He Qingfeng's location.

"Brother Qingfeng, what is your martial soul?"

Tang San, who was a little dazed, poked He Qingfeng and asked.

Just as Tang San spoke, He Qingfeng's martial spirit had already evolved, and then these visions disappeared, as if they didn't exist, and then a long knife with a purple handle and a whole body of lavender slowly fell down.

He Qingfeng held the Zihuang Taihang Knife in his hand, and suddenly a powerful purple lightning and light silver lines surrounded He Qingfeng's arm. At this moment, he felt an unprecedented "coolness"! (Refer to full body big BJ massage.)
"Little San, it looks like my martial spirit has mutated!"

"Mutations?"

For He Qingfeng's words, Tang San, a young man who has not experienced mainland knowledge injection, really doesn't understand.

"Saner~ The so-called mutation is the mutation of the martial soul. It may develop in a good direction, or it may develop in a bad direction. The martial soul will become stronger if it mutates in a good direction, and it will become weaker if it mutates in a bad direction. , and looking at the posture of my martial spirit, it should be developing in a good direction, and it still looks like a strong mutation."

Listening to He Qingfeng's words, looking at He Qingfeng's martial spirit, then Tang San looked down at the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand, and suddenly he felt that his little hammer was not good.

But Tang Hao, who was already observing in secret, was a little puzzled—"What is the grade of this kid's martial soul? And it's a martial soul that I've never seen before, and there's a kind of aura that makes me afraid breath."

Afterwards, He Qingfeng "very satisfied" put the Zihuang Taihang Dao Wuhun into his hands, and then said with Tang San's shoulder: "Little San, let's go, go home, your twin Wuhun, my Wuhun mutated, I believe this lineup should be able to do it." Convince your father."

When he left, He Qingfeng's face was smiling brightly like a chrysanthemum, and he knew nothing else, because just now, his martial spirit brought him another surprise.

"Hey, after your martial soul realized that the host was very satisfied with it, it was ecstatic, and hereby opened up an independent dimensional space of a thousand cubic meters in the palm of the host. This space is not suitable for living things, but it can be optimized The specific method is subject to independent research by the host."

Tang Sanjia.

Tang Hao has already returned home ahead of schedule, and at this moment he is still drinking as before he left.

"Clang!"

The so-called villain needs to be successful every day, and He Qingfeng's way of entering the door is another kick!Tang San on the side couldn't stop him even if he wanted to, but Tang Hao's face in the room turned black, and he thought in his heart: "Don't be angry! Don't be angry, it would be bad if you get angry and kill yourself."

There is a saying that is very true, forbearance is calm for a while, but the more you take a step back, the more you think about it, the more you get angry, so Tang Hao gets more and more angry!

"No, I can't just let it go like this. I have practiced countless times, wait! When he becomes a soul master and beat him, he will resist the beating at that time! When I beat him, if I don't beat him so much that my relatives don't recognize me, I will kill him." Not Tang Hao!"

That's right, after seeing his son Tang San's twin spirits and He Qingfeng's mutated spirit just now, he changed his mind. He not only wanted Tang San to become a soul master, but also wanted Tang San to become a Titled Douluo level soul master!Then add He Qingfeng, the martial spirit that even he feels afraid of. He believes that with the relationship between He Qingfeng and his son, once the two grow up, plus himself, he will definitely have the potential to shake the Wuhun Palace in the future. Strength, at that time, he can take revenge.

But in fact, will He Qingfeng really help him as Tang Hao thought?

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"Uncle Tang, Uncle Tang, there is good news, do you want to hear it?"

As soon as He Qingfeng entered the door, he yelled carelessly, but he didn't say a word. A wine jar flew towards He Qingfeng and said, "I'm not deaf."

He Qingfeng took the wine jar firmly with both hands and put it aside.

"Uncle Tang, Xiao San has awakened his twin martial souls! How about it, is my vision good? If Xiao San didn't go today, I would have missed his talent."

After He Qingfeng finished speaking, Tang Hao stared at Tang San and remained silent. Tang San on the side was also a little uneasy, because he knew that his father didn't want him to become a soul master, so he was still very guilty. After all, he secretly followed without permission. He Qingfeng ran to awaken his martial soul.

After a while, Tang Hao stood up and walked in front of Tang San, then raised his hand, this action frightened Tang San, Tang San thought his father was going to clean him up, but the one who greeted him was A big hand gently rubbed his head.

"Little San, do you really want to become a soul master?"

Feeling the warmth of his father's palm, Tang San's nose soured. This was the first time he felt the emotion of "father's love" in two lifetimes. He raised his head firmly, and looked at Tang Hao with sincere eyes.

"Father, I want to become a soul master, a powerful soul master, and then, then"

Tang San didn't say what he said at the end, because he knew it might be a scar on his father, and he didn't want to make his father sad, so he didn't say it.

And Tang Hao naturally knew what his son meant, he smiled, showing the first smile since Ah Yin's death, although it was an embarrassing smile, it was so gentle in Tang San's eyes.

"I agree with you becoming a soul master, but you have to promise me three conditions!"

On the other hand, He Qingfeng walked out quietly. This was a matter between father and son. Although he was not considered an outsider, he still had to avoid suspicion.

In fact, he just wanted to come out and study the conditions for his martial soul to trigger the self-discipline system. At this moment, he already had a general direction in his mind.

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(End of this chapter)