Chapter 257 Its hard for me to do things for you with just what you have.
After pondering for a long time, Lang Ya finally choked out one sentence: "What about the second awakening of the martial soul? Shrek can't do it, right? Moreover, our Noumenon Sect also has a large number of original secret methods, which are very suitable for the use of the Noumenal Martial Spirit. These can all be done
Give it to your sister."
Qian Chaoguang stretched out his right hand and ran the Golden Body Technique, and the power of Qi and blood rumbled in his body.
Heavy blood smoke suddenly filled his outstretched fist.
"Do you think that only your Noumenon Sect knows how to use the power of energy and blood? I don't need you two to worry about the second awakening of the spirit. If you are still interested in watching the fighting spirit competition five years later, you will meet my sister.
His spiritual eyes appear silver-level awakened.”
There are only two Qian Chaoguang who are interested in the secret method of Noumenon Sect.
One is a method that can increase the life of the soul ring, and the other is a method that can fully integrate the power of the soul ring into the body and explode.
Other than that, there really wasn't anything he liked about the Noumenon Sect.
The second awakening of Wuhun?
How difficult is that?
It's something that can be done casually by looking through the autumn dew.
Even if you really need to work hard, Shrek has some methods to do it.
Moreover, not to mention those miscellaneous things, just in terms of resource gradient, Shrek directly killed the Noumenon Sect.
In terms of wealth and ability to obtain various resources, there is really no force on the mainland that can compare to Shrek.
When the blood-soaked wolf smoke appeared in Qian Chaoguang's hand, Yu Tao and Lang Ya suddenly looked at Qian Chaoguang in the wrong way.
"How can this be?"
Lang Ya's eyes widened fiercely, and he grabbed Qian Chaoguang's hand. His mental power was frantically leaking out, trying to explore Qian Chaoguang's body.
Can Qian Chaoguang pamper him?
The power of divine consciousness burst out from the center of his eyebrows without any reservation, condensed into a heavy hammer, and hit him back with a bang.
It is purely a dream to want to surpass him in terms of mental power before using martial arts.
Of course, if Lang Ya displays some mental combat skills, it will still be very difficult for Qian Chaoguang to block it with the power of his divine consciousness.
The total amount is too small, which is an embarrassing problem.
Good news, we have a top-notch sword that is indestructible and capable of cutting anything.
Bad news, the knife is only one millimeter long.
"Are all the people in the Noumenon Sect so unruly and uncultured?"
Qian Chaoguang withdrew his hand, his words filled with undisguised sarcasm.
At this time, Lang Ya no longer cared to study what kind of thing he was hit by, his head was shaking and he was a little confused and shouted: "The power of Qi and blood is released! This is the power of Qi and blood! Boy, what the hell are you doing?
How is it done?
"With such surging energy and blood power, are you also the original martial spirit? No! This is wrong! Isn't your martial spirit the six-winged holy angel and ice?"
Yu Tao's right arm suddenly grew in length, and he reached out in the direction of Qian Chaoguang.
"No, you have to go back with us this time! It's not up to you!"
Qian Chaoguang and Huo Yutong sat on the sofa and watched with cold eyes, as if the person the other party was trying to capture had nothing to do with them.
Just when the other party was about to touch the two of them, suddenly, a figure appeared in front of Yu Tao.
Before he could react, a dirty index finger collapsed with a sonic boom.
boom!
Card!
Two extremely clear sounds echoed in this small mental barrier, followed by Yu Tao's scream, which he forcibly suppressed.
It was so whimpering that it almost hurt just to hear it.
An extremely obvious and sunken fingerprint appeared on the back of his right hand, which was originally as solid as stone. The entire hand was in a twisted state.
Judging from his uncontrollable trembling and pale face, several of his metacarpal bones must have been fractured.
Although he did not release his martial spirit, as a member of the Noumenon Sect, his right arm is his martial spirit.
In this case, one finger would instantly shatter the bones in the palm of his hand, which was not much worse than the injury caused by the shattered martial spirit.
"Who do you think you are, you dare to rob someone in front of me? Are you tired of living?"
The one who smashed Yu Tao's palm was none other than Mr. Xuan, who had been secretly eating chicken legs outside just now.
Originally, he was still outside happily listening to the brothers and sisters singing and quarreling with the people of the Noumenon Sect. Now when he saw that the other party wanted to get physical, he got angry.
"Who are you?"
Lang Ya asked in a deep voice, with a little more anger on his face.
At the same time, his momentum suddenly increased.
Centered on his big head, the air within a one-meter diameter range became violently distorted.
Mr. Xuan snorted coldly: "Are you the second generation or the third generation of the Noumenon Sect? Let alone you two, even if that old monster of your Noumenon Sect comes, he won't dare to stand so close to me."
The few sparse yellow hairs on Lang Ya's head moved slightly, and the distortion around his body suddenly dissipated, and the extremely powerful aura also instantly weakened.
"Are you, Poseidon Pavilion?"
Mr. Xuan's eyes suddenly opened, and a ray of red light burst out: "Thank you for knowing the word Poseidon Pavilion, get out of here. You want to steal people from our Shrek, huh!"
Yu Tao wanted to argue, but the shattered right palm bones did not allow him to do so.
Lang Ya, who was locked with Mr. Xuan's gaze, immediately started to sweat.
He had only exerted this kind of terrifying oppression on the sect leader.
"You, you are the Taotie of Poseidon Pavilion..."
"As long as you know me, get out of here."
"Thank you, senior, for showing mercy."
Lang Ya immediately became respectful and turned around with Yu Tao to leave.
"etc."
Hearing these two words, Lang Ya stopped abruptly and looked at Mr. Xuan tentatively.
"Look at my fuck? It's not like I told you to."
Mr. Xuan picked up a chicken leg from somewhere and started eating it. He said with a slur in his mouth: "Ask him, he means what I mean."
Qian Chaoguang stretched out three fingers of his right hand and rubbed them back and forth.
"You're all here, is it appropriate to leave without leaving 1.8 million gold soul coins to pay for the mental damage caused to me and my sister? You just gave us a fright."
Yu Tao endured the severe pain in his right hand and struggled to say: "You... haven't suffered..."
"Um?"
Xuan Lao's eyes suddenly became sharp, and the pressure of the ninety-eighth level Super Douluo immediately poured towards the two of them, leaving them breathless.
Lang Ya gritted his teeth and quickly took out several handfuls of gold soul coins and coupons from the storage soul guide, without even counting them, and placed them respectfully on the low table in front of the sofa.
Qian Chaoguang glanced at it and realized that there must be more than one million in this pile.
"I'm sorry for the trouble I've caused you two. We were rude. Can we leave now?"
"Well, let's go. Remember, it won't be this time when we come to make trouble next time."