Douluo's Holy Golden Dragon

"That's right, I just want to fight. If you're scared and don't dare to challenge, that's fine. Just call me grandpa. It's for Xiao Wu's sake."

Tang San's face darkened, "If you dare, say it again."

Qin Mo smiled and said again disapprovingly: "Call me grandpa, and I will let you go today."

Tang San moved, even though he didn't want to argue too much with Qin Mo for Xiao Wu's sake, but facing Qin Mo's aggressiveness, the suppressed anger in his heart suddenly erupted like a volcano.

His figure walked towards Qin Mo like a ghost, raised his foot and thrust it towards Qin Mo's chest.

Although Qin Mo's physical condition is a bit poor now, he can still control his body accurately temporarily. Facing Fang Tang San's kick, Qin Mo went forward without hesitation, and blocked Tang San's kick with his fists. Attacking, at the same time, the body began to flash with a pale golden light, which was obviously the fluctuation of soul power.

Tang San's kick was completely blocked, but he did not retreat. Instead, he raised his right foot and kicked hard in front of Qin Mo.

But how could Qin Mo do what Tang San wanted and pull out one hand to hit Tang San.

With a muffled bang, Tang San retracted his feet and stepped back Nian Nian, while Qin Mo couldn't help but stumble back. For a moment, the two of them looked evenly matched by the blow just now.

If it weren't for Qin Mo's body still being unable to fully control and exert his strength as he wished, the foot Tang San was attacked by Qin Mo would have been broken at least, or completely scrapped at worst.

After all, before absorbing the Dragon God's Heart, his power was already enough, making it impossible for spirit masters of more than 30 levels to resist head-on, let alone Tang San, who had just broken through level [-] at this time.

"It's not bad. Although I'm not in good shape right now, you are probably the only one among your peers who can take a punch from me.

But now that the warm-up is over, shouldn’t we get down to business now?”

As he spoke, a large amount of golden light emitted from Qin Mo's body. Layers of tiny golden dragon scales began to cover his whole body quickly. A pair of huge golden dragon wings spread out behind his back, one yellow and one purple. A soul ring was floating quietly beside him.

"Thousand-Year Soul Ring" Looking at the purple ring around Qin Mo's body, not only Tang San showed a very shocked expression, but even the pedestrians who were coming and going to watch the excitement were also shocked.

But when they thought that this was a duel between soul masters, ordinary people quickly left this section of the road, leaving a place for Qin Mo and Tang San to fight.

As Yu Xiaogang's disciple, Tang San naturally knew how powerful the dragon martial spirit was, the strength of the spirit skills that the thousand-year spirit ring brought to the spirit master, and how terrifyingly the spirit ring's increase in physical attributes was.

As the first yellow century-old soul ring around Qin Mo's body flashed, he relied on his first soul skill, the holy dragon body, to be immune to all passivities under abnormal conditions. The original feeling of weakness in Qin Mo's body disappeared instantly. No trace.

With the gentle flapping of the wings on his back, Qin Mo gradually rose into the air, moved his wrists, and said to Tang San below: "The state was not good just now, let's continue now and see if you can pick it up." next my attack"

Seeing Qin Mo's current display of strength, Tang San also woke up from his anger. Looking at Qin Mo possessed by the spirit, Tang Shan seemed to feel a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

"Have we met before?" Tang San suddenly asked Qin Mo, who was suspended in mid-air.

"I want to know, wait until you can survive from my hands," Qin Mo said with a disdainful smile.

"You will pay the price for your disdain." A flash of purple light flowed through Tang San's eyes. He slowly raised his right hand, and a large amount of deep blue light began to bloom from his body, and an ordinary Bluesilver grass, which could be seen everywhere, slowly grew from his palm.

Although bluesilver grass can be seen everywhere, the bluesilver grass in Tang San's hand is very different from what he usually sees. Not only is its color darker blue, but it also seems to have a trace of dangerous aura lurking in it. , there is no peace that Bluesilver Grass usually brings to people.

Immediately afterwards, another wave of milky white energy began to bloom on his body. The blue silver grass in his hand seemed to have been summoned by some kind. Vines as thick as a human arm, and several tentacle-like bluesilver grass also appeared around Tang San's body.

Two circles of yellow spirit rings rose from under Tang San's feet at the same time, hovering over his body.

Seeing the two century-old soul rings hovering around Tang San's body, Qin Mo felt a little depressed for a moment. Originally, he wanted to see Tang San who had obtained a ten-year soul ring after destroying Tang San's original first soul ring. What kind of growth will there be?

Unexpectedly, he and Yu Xiaogang were allowed to find another century-old spirit beast that met Tang San's requirements.

However, looking at Tang San's Blue Silver Grass at this time, it didn't seem to be poisonous like in the original work. Qin Mo also felt that it was okay. At least to a certain extent, it greatly reduced Tang San's combat effectiveness.

"Tang San, level 21 controller battle spirit master, spirit blue silver grass, please give me some advice."

Faced with this, the strongest opponent he had faced so far, Tang San had to become serious and proactively reported his martial spirit information in exchange for Qin Mo's information so that he could prepare countermeasures for the challenge. .

"Qin Mo, a level 26 attack type battle soul master."

Qin Mo naturally knew all about Tang San's little tricks, but since Tang San had taken the initiative to report his name, he should also follow the spirit master's rules and inform him of his basic information.

Because in Qin Mo's view, even if he told Tang San his martial soul and soul power level, in the face of overwhelming power, any of Tang San's plans would be useless.

Qin Mo moved. In the state of being possessed by the martial spirit, the previous discomfort on his body was wiped away. He did not want to waste time. After all, after the effect of the mixture wore off, his body would probably be as weak as before.

Because in the state of being possessed by the martial spirit, Qin Mo's index fingers turned into a pair of sharp claws and clawed at Tang San's body.

Faced with Qin Mo's active attack, Tang San seemed to quickly retreat without thinking. At the same time, the blue silver grass he created was like giant snakes, rushing towards Qin Mo from all directions. .

Qin Mo, who was originally attacking, suddenly became the target of being surrounded by Tang San. The advantage of the control spirit masters over the power attack spirit masters was instantly highlighted.