Douluo Heavens Upgrade

Time passed slowly, and the time for a incense stick soon arrived.

Chen Xiaoming stood up again, moved his wrist and stretched himself comfortably.

Looking at Tang San and others who were ready, he smiled gently, changed another incense in his hand, and directly lit the ground inserted aside.

"Assessment starts."

"The seven treasures turn out to have colored glass."

Ning Rongrong almost shot in an instant. Her body was spinning in place for a week. The dazzling colorful light was immediately released from her body. There was a colorful pagoda more than a foot high in the palm of her right hand.

"Seven treasures are famous. One says: power."

The first Soul Ring rose and shrouded over the colorful pagoda. Three colorful lights were released at the same time, shrouding Tang San, Xiaowu and Zhu Zhuqing respectively.

"Yo, seven treasures glazed pagoda, good, good."

There is brilliance in his eyes. This is called the first auxiliary system of Douluo. I don't know whether the effect is good or not.

"The seven treasures are famous. The second said: speed."

Three more colorful lights floated out, and Ning Rongrong's second soul ring rose slowly and the light was shining.

"Whew, whew, whew."

Three figures came quickly. Tang San, Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing, who gained strength and speed increase, joined hands.

Tang San is in the middle, Xiaowu is on the left, and Zhu Zhuqing is on the right.

"The first soul skill, winding."

The first Soul Ring under Tang's three feet flashed, and a large number of blue silver grass swarmed, and instantly tied Chen xiaoming from the ground.

"Little dance."

The two had been together for six years and had a full tacit understanding. A blue silver grass appeared at the foot of Xiaowu. Tang Sany held the other side of the blue silver grass and the blue silver grass stretched straight.

At the foot of Xiaowu, there is a little blue silver grass. In an instant, the blue silver grass bends like a bow string. The soul power in the Tang three bodies flows. The technique of controlling cranes and catching dragons is useful. The next second, Xiaowu rushes towards Chen Xiaoming like an arrow off the string.

The body rolled in the air and curled up, completing the possession of the martial spirit. The delicate body stretched out, and his feet stepped on both sides of Chen Xiaoming's neck at the same time.

"Well, it's light."

He murmured softly in his mouth, and the casual words fell in Xiaowu's ears. He thought that the other party felt that she had no power, so he couldn't help humming.

Toe adduction, respectively point at the major arteries on both sides of Chen Xiaoming's neck, twist her body with all her strength and rotate in the air.

At the same time, the blue silver grass tied to Chen Xiaoming was also pulled at the same time under the control of Tang San.

Chen Xiaoming is indifferent and doesn't resist. What is this? Has he enjoyed the treatment that Zhao Wuji should enjoy?

A little under his feet, the magnificent soul force was shocked, and a huge force came out of Chen Xiaoming's body.

He's not Zhao Wuji, but he won't make waves like that.

"Bang!"

With a dull sound, the blue and silver tied to Chen Xiaoming was broken in an instant. In terms of power, his power was much stronger than Zhao Wuji after being strengthened by blood.

"No, girl."

Chuckling in his mouth, he grabbed Xiaowu's ankle with one hand and started cold but soft. Cough, cough, this is not the time to think about it.

With a slight force in his hand, he found Tang San from the other side, pulled Xiaowu down from his neck and threw it out towards Tang San.

Go find your brother!

In my heart, I couldn't help looking at Zhu Zhuqing from the side.

"Huh?"

The next second, Xiaowu, who was thrown out of his hand, threw away the scorpion braid behind him. The scorpion braid looked up and wrapped around Chen Xiaoming's neck like a spirit snake.

The falling body is supported by both hands, with a slender calf and toes against Chen Xiaoming's abdomen. The whole body is like an inverted bow.

"Hey, hey."

Xiaowu smiled and looked at herself binding Chen Xiaoming. She couldn't help but start her waist bow.

"No, dance."

Tang Sanji on the other side called, and a blue silver grass flashed and tied it to Xiaowu's waist. He tried hard to pull Xiaowu back to him.

"The first soul skill, waist bow."

The scorpion braid and the toes on his abdomen exert force at the same time. Chen Xiaoming immediately noticed a force coming and wanted to throw himself out.

Ding ding ding ding ding ding ding——

A series of dense crisp sounds came from behind Chen Xiaoming. At the same time, Zhu Zhuqing's attack also came.

I really don't know whether it was planned long ago or temporary cooperation. Chen Xiaoming had to say that it really brought him a little trouble.

He had to think about whether to teach these lovely girls some cruel reality.

Have tried to find out his strength, and dare to launch a waist bow at himself.

Are you too confident in yourself, or do you think I'm a fool who will be careless.

"Back."

Tang San drank softly and started his waist bow, but he didn't even shake Chen Xiaoming. Xiaowu was obviously stunned, and his expression changed a little.

The blue silver grass on the waist made a force. Xiaowu didn't hesitate. As soon as the scorpion braid was closed and the toe was a little in Chen Xiaoming's abdomen, the figure suddenly retreated.

Forget it, for the sake of everyone's soul and beast, I won't beat you.

He shook his head gently. Chen Xiaoming found that he seemed to underestimate himself.

The physical power of blood ascension is terrible even if he has not yet understood the origin of blood.

In addition, his soul power of level 79, the increase of seven soul rings of 100000 years, for Tang San, even if they rely on the increase of Qibao glazed tower, it is only a great soul master with soul power of level 30 or more.

Even if I stand here and let them fight, it's estimated that they can't move themselves.

"Alas, I seem to be bullying the weak. Should I put some water?"

With a slight sigh, Chen Xiaoming secretly thought that if he didn't let go, they couldn't win.

On the other side, Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing came back, but Tang San and his party didn't dare to move without authorization.

Chen Xiaoming's strength exceeded their imagination, and the previous plan didn't work.

Tang San's eyes were turning. When he fought with the strong soul saint for the first time, he found that the terror was so great that the huge gap could hardly be made up by cooperation.

Slightly sideways looked at Dai mubai, but Tang San now understood what Dai mubai meant by being merciful.

Dai mubai looked at Tang San helplessly and shook his head gently.

Dai mubai: brother, it's not that I don't help you. You're really facing a pervert. I promise you, other soul saints are definitely not like this!

Tang San: huh? Isn't the soul Saint so strong?

Dai mubai: No, the soul saints are not so strong. The one you face is a pervert.

Chen Xiaoming: you two play eye contact when I can't understand it, mubai. It seems that you need to continue special training.

"Well..."

Dai mubai turned his head and looked away. He gave Tang San the last look in his eyes. Nothing happened just now. It should be. What special training must be an illusion.

Tang San looked at Chen Xiaoming with a bitter smile. The latter also looked at himself with a light smile.

"Show your real strength, otherwise you have no chance of winning."