"Damn it! There are no flaws at all, but with the power of the silent sleeve arrow, it is impossible to penetrate its body. "

The fierce battle continues. In order to avoid the influence of wrestling ants on Tang San\'s absorption of soul ring, Lingmo tries to lead it away.

If he really wants to go, Lingmo is completely sure, but... He wants this soul ring.

Yes, he has focused on the Soul Ring of wrestling ants. Judging from the various attribute characteristics of wrestling ants, this soul ring is very suitable for Lingmo.

Use the ghost\'s shadow to the utmost, and try to attack more horny ants.

Retreat to a big tree. Before Lingmo can escape, the heavy forelimbs of wrestling ants have been photographed.

"Spell it!"

There was nowhere to hide, Lingmo fought back, and the power of wrestling ants flowing in her body broke out at a certain moment.

With a fierce blow, the mountain forest made a loud noise, and Lingmo\'s body was blown out.

"Cough... What a terrible force!"

No, the strengthening of the five color divine light is terrible, but the soul power of Lingmo is too low to shake the power of wrestling ants.

"It seems that we can only try that move!"

In an instant, Lingmo jumped up from the ground and condensed a sledgehammer from his left hand.

The blue electric light flickered, and a black hammer appeared in Lingmo\'s hand.

Yes, this is the first weapon known as Douluo Wuhun Haotian hammer.

With the help of ChongTong\'s ultra far vision, Lingmo directly caught Tang San in the depths of the mountain forest and undoubtedly stole his Haotian hammer.

With Haotian hammer in hand, Lingmo is like a God coming to earth. The power of terror is growing rapidly and the momentum is like a rainbow.

Even the wrestling ants felt a trace of panic, which came from the threat of the martial spirit.

"What a surging force. I feel my body burst..."

After the terrorist power of Haotian hammer entered the body, the five color lights in Lingmo\'s body ran at a high speed and reached the extreme.

This is an evolved version of Haotian hammer. Its power is even more terrible than the original. At this time, Lingmo\'s power can\'t support it to continue to grow.

"Go to hell!"

In an instant, Lingmo rose from the ground and hit it in the air. In an instant, the powerful lightning swept down, just like the nine day Milky Way pouring down, and the breath of destruction swept through.

Boom

A violent sound resounded through the forest and scared away countless birds and animals.

"No! Xiaomo is in danger... "

At this time, the master next to Tang San was anxious. Seeing the amazing noise from time to time, he became more and more impatient.

He wanted to go and see what happened, but he couldn\'t. once he left here, Tang San would be in danger.

There are many soul beasts in the soul hunting forest. Tang San must not be interrupted in the process of absorbing the soul ring, otherwise he will die.

The master was completely caught in a dilemma. It was neither to go nor not to go. He had to work in situ.

"I hope the child can save himself from danger!"

Even if he is very worried, the master can\'t leave here. He can only pray that Lingmo can survive under the wrestling ant.

A loud bang came again, and a violent wind blew through the mountains and forests, scaring away countless birds and animals.

After this loud noise, the mountain forest returned to calm again, and the battle... Seems to have subsided.

At this time, 100 meters away, there was a lonely figure and a huge body lying on the ground.

Lingmo holds Haotian hammer in his hand, takes a grateful look at the figure in the dark, and then falls powerlessly.

The wrestling ant died, but Lingmo also entered the de energization stage. She didn\'t have any strength and her soul power was exhausted!

His face was very pale under the severe impact on his body. This time... Although he was brave, Lingmo was right.

After nearly half an hour, Lingmo finally woke up from exhaustion.

At this time, the wrestling ant is dying and not completely dead. Lingmo only needs to slowly walk to it and finish it with a sword to absorb its soul ring.

"Xiaomo, are you okay?"

Suddenly, a man rushed out of the mountain forest. It was Tang San.

The master followed closely. Although his speed had reached the extreme, he couldn\'t catch up with Tang San.

"I\'m fine! It\'s just a little off strength... "

Lingmo weakly shook his arm and explained that the master came to confirm that Lingmo was all right. After confirming that Lingmo was all right, he looked at the wrestling ant and suddenly showed his surprised eyes.

"Four hundred year old soul beast! Or infinitely close to the absorbable range limit of the first Soul Ring! "

"Xiaomo, come on, absorb this soul ring! This soul ring is very suitable for you. You can\'t ask for it when you meet... "

The master hurriedly urged that the wrestling ant was dying and was about to belch.

"Good!"

Without saying a word, Lingmo came forward directly, holding a short sword in his hand, and ended the life of the wrestling ant.

I saw a yellow Soul Ring slowly emerge, which was a little thicker in purity than that of Tang San.

"Stick to the origin and feel the existence of the soul ring with your martial soul..."

The master told him while Tang San accused him of protecting the Dharma.

Just now, he just woke up from the absorption state of the soul ring. He learned from the master that Lingmo was very moved when he led it away alone in order not to let the soul beast disturb him to absorb the soul ring.

Since he came to this world, he has never had this feeling, friend, close friend.

Maybe at that moment, let him take Lingmo as his best friend in his heart.

That\'s why he came here desperate just now. He couldn\'t even catch up with the master.

"Teacher, Xiaomo absorbs this soul ring. Won\'t something happen?"

Tang San said with concern that he could feel that the resentment generated by this soul ring was heavier than that Datura snake.

The strength of the soul ring is determined by the resentment generated when the soul beast dies. The greater the resentment, the greater the risk of absorption.

This horny ant has a lot of resentment. It\'s dangerous to absorb it by force.

"I don\'t think so. Xiaomo is very determined. You must know him for so long.

Although he usually looks cheerful and informal! But in fact, he\'s more stable than anyone, and... He\'s smart, smart and terrible! "

The master couldn\'t help but praise. Lingmo was the most satisfactory person he met.

Although he does not look as calm as Tang San on the surface, he can hide himself in his heart. All the current situation is an illusion he gives others.

For example, when I first saw him, he hid everything he did to the porter.

Even Tang San and others didn\'t find it, and the master naturally didn\'t find it. The reason why he could see it was entirely his guess.

A layer of white fish belly appeared in the sky, and the forest under the night finally ushered in the dawn.

At this time... Three hours have passed since Lingmo absorbed the first soul ring, and Tang Sanhe and master continue to accompany him to protect the Dharma.

His body seems to have undergone some changes, so that there is some variation in the process of absorbing the soul ring.

The master frowned and kept watching Lingmo\'s every move.

In the conscious world, Lingmo\'s knowledge of the sea suffered a major blow. As the master said earlier, the five color divine light has no carrier, and theoretically it can\'t bear the power brought by the soul ring.

Now... Lingmo needs to forcibly open up a storage space to add the soul ring to the five color divine lights.

This is a difficult thing. The five colors of light repel this force very much. Lingmo spent nearly three hours and failed to accept it.