Chapter 67 Pseudomorphism?
"Peacock? What does it mean?"
Lingmo was completely confused. The pair of eight spider lances behind him that looked like wings had taken root and completely integrated into Lingmo's body.
This was his first attempt to steal soul bones, but he didn't expect such a change to happen.
The five-colored peacock wings spread out, and a strong airflow swept past instantly! In the photosynthetic form, Lingmo's speed rose to a limit.
Blessed by the five-colored divine light, sacred and inviolable!
Don't say Lingmo was confused, Tang San was even more confused. Not to mention that his eight spider lances were stolen, Lingmo's evolved version was obviously more perverted than his.
Moreover, just at that moment, he could clearly feel a magical power coming from the pair of peacock wings behind Lingmo.
It actually swallowed up all his power attacks! Not even a hair was left...
There was no way to fight at all! Lingmo, who didn't have peacock wings, was already difficult to deal with. Now he has an extra pair of wings, and now he has no power to fight at all.
"What happened? Where does this strong pressure come from?"
For a moment, whether inside or outside the light curtain, everyone felt a strong pressure.
It seems to be the pressure from the martial soul. What kind of martial soul can produce such a strong pressure?
There is a kind of sacred soul suppression, which is extremely domineering! Faintly, everyone felt the bursts of colorful holy light coming from the light curtain.
Like a peacock spreading its wings and flying, it passed through everyone's eyes, then turned into a beam of light, flew into the sky, and gradually disappeared.
The light curtain dissipated, and the scene inside appeared in front of everyone.
Lingmo had a pair of colorful wings behind him, and behind Tang San was the familiar Eight Spider Lance.
The two similar but different external soul bones showed a shocking difference in soul power.
"What is this? Peacock?"
Ma Hongjun clearly felt the intimacy from Lingmo's martial soul!
There seems to be a blood connection between the phoenix and the peacock!
But Ma Hongjun's phoenix is not the real phoenix itself! It's just the form of the martial soul.
Tracing back to ancient times, perhaps the two are indeed related.
"Master, what's going on?"
Everyone was shocked and looked at the master.
However, the master could not explain this phenomenon! He just shook his head.
"Fitting form! It seems to have a subtle effect..."
In the field, the wings behind Lingmo suddenly turned and broke away from his back, turning into a blade in his hand. Under the baptism of holy light, he seemed to be covered with heavy armor.
At this moment, his body was surging with infinite power, and both strength and defense were greatly improved.
Originally, Lingmo thought that among his two martial souls, only the double pupil was the most powerful.
But he didn't expect that his five-color divine light was also terrifying!
Imagine, according to normal theory, the premise of twin martial souls is that the two can reach a balance with each other.
Therefore... the two martial souls must be equal. Refer to Tang San, his two martial souls, one is the Clear Sky Hammer and the other is the Blue Silver Grass.
In essence, the Blue Silver Grass is very weak and ordinary! In fact, his Blue Silver Grass is not an ordinary grass, but the Blue Silver Emperor.
This is why his Blue Silver Grass can coexist with the Clear Sky Hammer.
And Lingmo... his main martial soul has the Supreme Respect Pupil, so... it must be indispensable that his other martial soul, the Five-Colored Divine Light, is definitely not an ordinary light.
This time, it was an unexpected awakening! Let the Five-Colored Divine Light have the ability to mimic shape.
In addition to the wings, the pair of wings can transform into anything in any form and provide Lingmo with battle!
Holding the blade in the fitted form in his hand, Lingmo felt the terrifying power coming from it to his heart's content, and his mood became more and more excited.
And the Five-Colored Divine Light completely wrapped him in it, as if he was wearing a heavy armor.
At this moment, Lingmo really felt what real power was!
"Why am I obsessed with the magic armor? Because it makes me know what it means to be a father..."
Feeling the surging power in his body, Lingmo pointed his eyes directly at Tang San, with the light blade in his hand, and said, "Xiao San, are you still fighting?"
The five-colored light blade in his hand was extremely sharp! The surging power continued to suppress Tang San, and at this moment, his hands were shaking.
Using the power of the Eight Spider Lance, he could barely resist Lingmo's suppression.
But he could clearly feel the power of the light blade in Lingmo's hand.
"Try..."
How could Tang San give up so easily?
The Eight Spider Lance was activated instantly, and his speed suddenly increased! He rushed towards Lingmo instantly.
Suddenly, the hidden weapon in his hand did not stop, and the improved version of Zhuge's divine crossbow was suddenly activated and fired directly at Lingmo.
Bang...
There were only bursts of bangs. No matter how many hidden weapons Tang San sent out, they were blocked by the light curtain armor in front of Lingmo, and he didn't even have the ability to break the armor.
"What? Even the Zhuge divine crossbow can't penetrate it?" Tang San was completely shocked. That was the evolved version of the Zhuge divine crossbow, but it couldn't break Lingmo's defense.
"Then try this..."
With a startled shout, Tang San sent out three dragon whisker needles at the same time, and in an instant... three dragon whisker needles stabbed fiercely.
Unexpectedly, the light blade in Lingmo's hand suddenly transformed into a group of sharp wings, wrapping it in it, and suddenly... three dragon whisker needles were directly shot down.
Then, the wings once again turned into light blades, and Lingmo instantly rushed forward and chopped at the Eight Spider Lance.
Boom...
With a loud bang, Tang San was chopped down by Lingmo.
I wonder if Tang Hao will fight him to death at night because of this move!
"Brother!"
Seeing Tang San being chopped down, Xiao Wu jumped out excitedly and ran over to help him.
"Xiao Mo, why did you hit him so hard!"
Xiao Wu resentfully accused Lingmo, saying that they were all brothers who grew up in the same bed, why did you hit him so hard!
Lingmo didn't want to do it either, but he wanted to see the strength of the light blade. He didn't expect Tang San to have the strength to block this knife.
The light blade dissipated and turned into a pair of wings, which then slowly merged into his body!
Lingmo's soul power was almost exhausted. The use of the Peacock Wings was no more than the consumption of the attack of the heavy pupil.
With this discovery, Lingmo couldn't calm down anymore!
Originally, he thought that one of his martial souls was an attack type and the other was only an auxiliary type.
But he didn't expect that both of his martial souls could be used for attack!
Who can calm down!
No wonder Tang San gets beaten every day in Douluo, who can stand this! Everyone is openly cheating, and no one cares.
The five-color divine light bloomed, and everyone felt that the injuries in their bodies recovered quickly.
Under the baptism of the holy light, slowly! Everyone felt that it seemed that everyone's soul power had improved a lot in this battle.
What is this phenomenon? Everyone was stunned! It seemed that this feeling came from Lingmo's five-color divine light, a very deep feeling.
Feeling the baptism of the holy light, Tang San's injuries also recovered, put away the Eight Spider Lance, and slowly stood up.
"Xiaomo! I will never fight with you again, you are not a human being..."
Tang San couldn't help but say, it was too much, and he couldn't stand it at all.
"Bah, you're not a human! You're a big spider..."
"You're not a human, you're a big peacock..."
At this time, the beast milk handsome boy appeared again, looked at Lingmo with disappointment, and said: "Double pupils are the way to become an emperor, why do you need to borrow someone else's bones? Alas... there is no future..."