Chapter 21: One hundred thousand year spirit ring! (New Year's Day plus more)

"That's it. A long, long time ago, I was born in a heavy snow. Since I was a child, I have lived..."
"stop!"
"To make a long story short, just tell me, how did you get the idea of ​​becoming my spirit ring." Chen Xiuer interrupted.
Are you kidding me since I was a kid?
One hundred thousand year soul beast?
What year do I order?
"Well, our dead thorns are true soul beast killers, extremely domineering!"
"But there is a fatal weakness, that is, the life span is very short, and it can even be said that it has never existed for ten thousand years!"
When Deaththorn Blackvine King said this, he looked sad and indignant, as if he hated the sky, gave them a powerful body, but took away their life span!
"So I started thinking hard, studying various taboo methods, and I even swallowed my fellow clan to increase my years!"
"But, until the moment I slaughtered the entire dead black thorn vine tribe, I had just entered the threshold of ten thousand years!"
Chen Xiu'er listened earnestly, while Zong Yang's trio were trying hard to remember.
Recall, is there such a thing as the Deaththorn Black Vine King in the original work.
The final answer was that I didn't see it all, I don't know.
Who knows if it came out in the late stage?
"After I broke through to ten thousand years, I actually realized a trace of the secret of soul power, and then I created a stunt "Soul Sucking""
"puff!!!"
Chen Xiuer sprayed.
"and many more!"
"What is the stunt you just said, can you say it again?" Chen Xiu'er suspected that her ears might have misheard.
"Suck, the soul? Is there a problem?"
Chen Xiu'er calmed down. He felt that his creativity had been stolen!
You can only prostitute!
Steal my creativity!
Chen Xiu'er just had the idea of ​​absorbing soul last night, after he thought he was going to create an unprecedented soul ability that would sweep the mainland.
Today, I was beaten in the face!
"It's okay, you can continue talking." Chen Xiu'er calmed down.
"Oh, then I relied on absorbing the soul and absorbing the soul power of other soul beasts to increase my soul power. This really kept me alive for a while."
"But then the repulsion of spirit power evolved a earth-shattering change in my body. Because of this change, I can only take root in the black mist forest."
"My vines have spread throughout the Black Mist Forest. I used this as a breeding farm, but it didn't take long for the thousand-year soul beasts here, and even thousands of years, to be slaughtered by me."
"And my roots have been pierced too deep here. It is impossible to change another place. At this time, I am already a 100,000-year soul beast."
"I have a hunch that ten years from now, my time limit is approaching, and there will be a disaster of the sky thunder!" Deaththorn Black Vine King said of the sky thunder for a while after being afraid.
He had already experienced the power of destroying everything when he became a 100,000-year soul beast after crossing the robbery!
If let him experience it again, then he would rather die early!
"It was also at this time that I remembered an encounter when traveling in a very cold place. At that time, I was confronted by the golden-patterned ice silkworm family. It was with the mentality of slaughter."
"But I got an amazing news from an ice silkworm by accident, that is, the spirit ring of wisdom!"
"But my dead thorn family is not a spiritual soul beast, so I traveled the Douluo Continent these years, looking for various ways to improve my spiritual power, and ate countless sacred grasses."
"In the end, my mental power is finally as strong as a sea of ​​waves, and I can drown a mortal casually!"
Speaking of this, the dead thorn Black Vine King has a proud face.
But then, he remembered a very sad story, and his complexion instantly collapsed.
"Hey~"
"Because my mental power is too strong, no mortal can withstand this power, even if I compress it to the extreme!"
"Later I found the reason! Because I had to find a spirit master, and only a spirit master can fully adapt to my spiritual power!"
But something more sad happened.
"I traveled throughout the Douluo Continent, but I didn't even meet a spirit master! In the end, I could only take root here, just waiting for someone who is destined."
"Isn't that, did you just let me wait!" The dead thorn Heiteng Wang looked excited, and lined up Chen Xiu'er's shoulders.
Chen Xiu'er wanted to say, if it wasn't for me to go the other way, you would just wait for the cremation in ten years.
"Well, there is reason and evidence. In this case, come on. I will remove the spirit ring that I attached to the blue silver grass. You can limit the number of years to 700 years."
It wasn't that Chen Xiu'er didn't attach a spirit ring to the Heavenly Court Martial Spirit, but that it could not.
Only the Wanxiang Martial Soul can attach a spirit ring, but this is the prerequisite for having a Martial Soul.
Chen Xiu'er survived for a while, and saw that the King of Deadthorn Black Vine was indeed not hostile.

Simply give him a chance.
today!
"I, Chen Xiu'er, give you a chance to King Deaththorn Blackvine, thank me for my kindness."
"Thank you so much." Deaththorn Blackvine King, now he is happy and hateful.
He almost burst into tears.
After his unremitting efforts, the king of black vine, the dead thorn, finally got another chance to survive!
Long live life!
Long live alive!
"Don't keep talking to me, saying I can die?" Chen Xiuer cursed, pointing to his nose.
"Yes." Deadthorn Black Vine King gritted his teeth.
At the same time, he hated it, thinking about those things that he didn't like.
He kills as he wants, never even thinking about burying the body!
The bodies are all drained for you!
Look now?
The Deaththorn Blackvine King is simply a shame among the 100,000-year soul beast!
"Hey~"
Don't say anything.
I will cry if I continue.
Sigh from a hundred thousand year soul beast.
"Then, shall we start?" Deaththorn Blackvine King sought Chen Xiu'er's consent.
Chen Xiuer sat down cross-legged, "I'm ready, let's start."
Deaththorn Black Vine King slowly exhaled, only to see a thick black qi from his body.
The body constructed by the dead thorn and black vines fell apart directly, and then the black mist of the entire black mist forest suddenly gathered!
All came to Chen Xiuer!
This black mist hung all over Chen Xiu'er's head, and then gradually compressed and condensed!
"this is!"
Zong Yang's pupils contracted, and he saw a vague spirit ring forming.
At the same time a terrible thought arose in his heart.
I am afraid.
"The entire Black Mist Forest, all the black mist comes from his spirit ring, and its body is spread throughout the entire Black Mist Forest!"
Now the Black Mist gathered at Chen Xiu'er, directly drawing out the shape of the spirit ring!
This also confirmed Zong Yang's guess.
Chen Xiu'er felt her mind cool for a while, as if she was pouring water on his head with a cold water bottle.
But then, this coolness actually produced bursts of stamina!
The shocking Chen Xiu'er had a pain in his head, as if someone was hitting his head with a hammer.
"I...I have suppressed the upper limit of the soul soul level to 700 years, but due to my mental strength, it still hurts a little, you bear it."
Chen Xiu'er felt much relieved by the voice of the King of Deaththorn Black Vine.
Because before, Chen Xiu'er almost thought that King Deaththorn Blackvine took advantage of him to absorb the spirit ring to avenge him.
After Chen Xiuer absorbed the first spirit ring, she entered the realm of inward looking.
I saw Chen Xiuer's body, as if...like....
Just like the heavenly space.
wrong!
This looks like a heavenly space!
The soul power of others is sent to the dantian, but my soul power is sent to the head?
Chen Xiu'er finally understood that she had entered the Heavenly Martial Spirit Space!
A hundred thousand year spirit ring, that majestic spirit power did not come out wantonly.
All were locked in the spirit ring, right in this heavenly court space.
The crimson 100,000-year spirit ring was compressed into 700 years.
"It looks like I... my plan seems to have succeeded."
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