Douluo Dalu: Drunk and Ruthless

"Bah bang bang." Yu Yuanzhen pumped his hands vigorously: "The sword is crisp and sharp, right to the vital point. The sword moves are like a continuous tide. Even an old man cannot practice the thunder sword to such a state." Zui Qingqing's lips curled up. It rose slightly, and it was obvious that he was already a little proud, but his pupils suddenly shrank, and then the smile slowly receded, and his expression returned to a paralyzed expression.

When Yu Yuanzhen saw this, he knew what he was thinking, and immediately fell silent. Yu Tianqi was left alone to look at the silent two people in confusion, "Excuse me, farewell." Zui Qingqing looked sideways slightly, breaking the delicate atmosphere, The figure kept flashing, sinking into the sea like a vigorous swimming dragon. Yu Yuanzhen was stunned for a second or two in surprise, and his body quickly caught up with Zui Qingwu, but what he faced was a man wearing a purple brocade robe, with waist-length silver-white hair. He is dyed a very light gray, with some purple hair in the bangs on his forehead, his skin is like white jade, and his appearance is extremely handsome.

"Who are you?" Yu Yuan asked in shock. Xue Mengchen pursed her lips slightly and said softly: "Don't be so surprised." Bai Zheruyu's palm slightly grasped the void, and a folding fan suddenly appeared. Ben Yin's blunt fan blade was sharp but shone with a cold light, "If I wanted to harm him, I would not have helped him refine his divine power when the evil guy arranged his methods. Although this ray of my divine consciousness swallowed up the evil power, The power can take shape." The fan seemed to replace everything in the world when it was opened and closed. "My soul is still weak, and I want to give you a piece of advice. At all costs, bring the owner of this body into the sect. When he reaches the fourth ring, your hard work will be doubled." Xue Mengchen said indifferently. It was a threat, but Yu Yuanzhen heard the threat.

The waist-length hair slowly faded away, gradually shortening to neat short hair, and Zui Wuqing's weak body fell heavily on the grass. " Innate soul power... is only at the third level. How can such a waste enter the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect?" Yu Yuanzhen complained, "You, you can't die even if you want to." Xue Mengchen's faint voice suddenly sounded in Yu Yuanzhen's voice. In his ears, a sense of crisis instantly came, and his martial soul even showed signs of being broken. "Next, follow my words, use your soul power to form a ring from the Baihui point of this body, soak into his body, warm his bones, and then release a part of your soul power for me to control. ." Yu Yuanzhen didn't dare to disobey, and the blue-violet soul power was injected into Zui Qingqing's body, and slowly spread out. Xue Mengchen concentrated the soul power that Yu Yuanzhen had given him to control on his slender right index finger, "You said he is a waste, but I think you are the one. How dare you do something wrong with such pure soul power." A touch of gray Divine power was injected into the soul power mass on his index finger. When this soul power appeared, Yu Yuanzhen felt the soul power in his body pour into Zui Wuqing's body uncontrollably. Yu Yuanzhen felt a trace of dizziness on his head, and then he felt that he The soul power in his body seemed to be being extracted, and a feeling of powerlessness suddenly spread throughout his body. The painful feeling as if his soul power was being forcibly taken away, that is, his soul power was forcibly taken away, gave him the urge to seek death.