radicalducati Chapter 170 The Eternal Thunder Vine? Item Race! [Bonus Chapter 12]
Chapter 170 The Eternal Thunder Vine? Item Race! [Bonus Chapter 12]
Chapter 170 Million-Year-Old Raikou? Item Race! [Bonus Chapter - 120 Monthly Tickets]
"Pfft—"
Eight spider spears burst forth from his body, following the unfolding of the Blue Silver Life Domain.
The golden threads of the Devourer appeared and wrapped around the Thunderous Hell Vine.
One-tenth of the compressed lightning that filled its body was directly drained.
With less to control, the risk of things getting out of control is naturally lower.
The absorbed soul power was then poured into the Thunderfire Haotian Hammer.
Increase its size and focus on activating its fire attribute.
"Sizzle sizzle—"
The ice on the ground melted, and a large amount of water vapor rose.
"Dad, Little Ao, help evaporate more ice."
Tang Hao and Oscar did as instructed, using their Nine Yang Divine Skill internal energy to gradually evaporate the ice.
Large amounts of water vapor rose, forming a cloud in the sky.
Tang Lan: Launch some lightning into the clouds above.
Lei Mingyan Yuteng didn't understand, but he did as instructed.
As bolts of lightning struck the clouds, they accelerated the movement of positive and negative charges within them.
This generated even more electricity.
And just like that, a thundercloud was born.
Tang Lan: Alright, go ahead and summon lightning down to strike you.
"Tang Lan: Go ahead and strike with confidence. With the lightning inside you, it won't exceed your control."
The extra destructive lightning within the body was swallowed up and brought to the safety line.
What else is there to worry about?
"Boom!"
A thick bolt of lightning struck the Thunderous Hell Vine.
It stretched out its vines, enjoying the moment, and swayed happily.
His breath rose slightly.
But the lightning within his body did not increase but decreased, and the golden threads continued to churn wildly.
This delighted Lei Ming Yan Yu Teng!
Unleashing their power summoned lightning, which rained down in quick succession.
The energy level surged year after year.
In less than half a minute.
He drained the thunderclouds from his head, increasing his lifespan by 50 years!
"Thunderous Yama Vine: Quick! I want more!"
Tang Lan put away the Devouring Golden Silk and came to the Thunderous Hell Vine again.
Tang Lan: So, what do you think? Do you agree to my suggestion?
It can increase one's cultivation level without harm and also grant one a future of immortality.
Hesitating for even half a second would be disrespectful to Tang Lan!
"Thunderous Hell Vine: No problem! As long as it can reach 100,000 years, I'll become your soul spirit!"
"Thunderous Yama Vine: I want more! Hurry up!"
Tang Lan smiled and shook her head.
One hundred thousand years?
The Thunderous Hell Vine increases its lifespan with lightning. If it can break through 100,000 years, then divine punishment will be nothing to it.
How could it not soar to millions of years, just to live up to this characteristic?
Moreover, Tang Lan was not worried that Lei Ming Yan Yu Teng would "betray" her.
because
Soul beasts cannot become gods.
If its lifespan exceeds one million years, it will even be targeted by the gods—for example, by "issuing a mission" to its heir to hunt it down.
Lei Mingyan Yuteng desires immortality, and his only option is to choose Tang Lan.
It is not appropriate to discuss the pros and cons at this time.
Tang Lan: I have other things to do, I'll increase your tenure later.
Tang Lan: Otherwise, it would be too slow for the three of us to create thunderclouds.
Tang Lan: I'll put you into my storage ring first, and you'll be asleep for a while.
Tang Lan: I'll take you to a place with excellent feng shui, and bring more fire-attribute soul masters with me. I guarantee I'll feed you well.
Lei Mingyan Yuteng's raised head immediately drooped down.
But I didn't insist.
"Thunderous Yama Vine: You'd better hurry up and come!"
Tang Lan didn't even need to lift a finger.
The Thunderous Hell Vine controlled its roots and pulled them out of the rock wall.
Unexpectedly.
This thing's vines are only two meters long, but its roots are over a hundred meters long!
A vast, densely packed area.
Fortunately, Tang Lan had plenty of storage rings.
Take out an empty one to house it, and put it in with the "Sea of Souls Sealing" skill.
Another soul has arrived.
Huo Yuhao has seven soul spirits.
Tang Lan wasn't greedy; all nine soul spirits would be fine.
—After all, for the tenth divine ring, we can't let the former deity be the soul, can we?
He walked back to Tang Hao and the other two.
Tang Lan took out her skis and ice skates.
"Let's go, we'll walk by ourselves from now on."
"Skiing when it snows, ice skating when it's icy."
Shui Bing'er looked relaxed; she was very familiar with both of them.
Tang Hao didn't care; he could fly.
Only Oscar looked bitter.
As a southerner who couldn't swim, he had never even learned to swim, let alone ski or ice skate.
But that's obviously not something you can say.
Otherwise, what if Tang Lan tells him to go home by himself?
For the sake of a possible 100,000-year soul blood sacrifice, he would crawl to keep up with the group!
"I have a mushroom sausage!"
One flying mushroom sausage went down my throat.
Oscar, with wings, hung at the back of the procession.
If you fall, you'll fly up again.
He is a level 40 Soul Master with three rings and is proficient in the Lingbo Weibu (a martial arts technique).
After half an hour, I will be able to catch up with the group.
"Whoosh!" Oscar cheered, "It's so easy! Yohoho—"
Tang Lan and Tang Hao both turned their heads to look to the right.
Over there is a row of snow-capped peaks.
The cheers from Oscar just now still echoed there, and you could clearly see a giant crack spreading out, with snow rushing down from it.
avalanche!
Oscar
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Σ(っQДQ;)っ
His face turned green!
He took out the flying mushroom sausage from his storage ring and was about to eat it.
In no mood
"Let's have a competition!" Shui Bing'er suddenly suggested. "Let's not use our soul skills and see if we can outrun an avalanche?"
"That's quite interesting," Tang Lan said with interest. "Then I'll wager a soul bone."
"Oh?" Tang Hao wasn't going to spoil the mood and smiled, "Then I'll take half a day to guide you in the battle."
Now, Shui Bing'er felt a little embarrassed.
But you can't just get something for free, can you?
She could only weakly reply, "I don't have anything valuable. Can I have massages for a month?"
"It's all about participation, just bet on the meaning of the game," Tang Lan said nonchalantly.
aside.
Oscar couldn't bring himself to eat the sausage that was offered to him.
A soul bone!
A titled Douluo provides personal guidance!
Beautiful massage girls
Forget about that.
It's obvious to everyone that Shui Bing'er has feelings for Tang Lan.
Silently putting away the flying mushroom sausage, she forced a smile.
"Win or lose, I'll cook for you for the next while!"
That's considered a statement.
Tang Lan didn't mind; it was just an extra.
"I'll count to three and then I'll set off."
"three!"
Tang Lan unleashed the inner power of the Nine Yang Divine Skill beneath her feet, transforming into a rocket that shot outwards.
The scalding internal energy melted all the ice along the way into water.
Tang Hao and the other two were stunned for a moment.
Is this how you play games?
"Wow!" Shui Bing'er exclaimed incredulously, "Sect Master, did you just jump the gun?"
In response to her, two figures shot out.
"Boom!"
An avalanche is coming!
Shui Bing'er didn't have time to investigate further and hurriedly summoned her martial spirit, the Ice Phoenix, to refreeze the water along the way.
With years of experience playing on ice, he quickly surpassed Oscar.
They stood on either side of Tang Hao, clearing the way for Tang Lan, and tried to catch up little by little.
Seeing this, Tang Lan stopped launching rockets.
The icy ground ahead ended, turning into a continuous stretch of snow.
He leaped into the air and swapped his ice skates for skis.
As I landed steadily, I bent down and scooped up a handful of snow.
He shaped it into a snowball and swung his arm to throw it at Shui Bing'er.
"Whoosh—"
"Bang!"
It hit Shui Bing'er squarely on the forehead, causing her to stumble.
I almost lost my balance and fell.
I finally managed to steady myself.
She stared at Tang Lan in disbelief. Was this really the sect leader she respected?
Not only did they "jump the gun," but they also played "prop race"?
That's true.
What a pleasant surprise!
Such "childish" behavior.
This caused Tang Lan to lose all "patriarchal authority," and the original sense of distance between their social classes also vanished.
Shui Bing'er was also brave enough to scoop up a snowball and throw it back!
Tang Lan was too agile; she dodged it in a flash.
Then, with a snowball in each hand, one is used to lock onto the head, and the other to block movement.
Another headshot.
Tang Lan grinned triumphantly, his handsome face shining brighter than the snow.
Shui Bing'er was completely stunned.
Suddenly—
The fourth day of the fourth watch!
I wrote an extra 300 words to make the chapter shorter! Hahaha—
(End of this chapter)