Chapter 164 God’s help?

The ten thousand year old white tiger is very strong, but it is only ten thousand years old after all. The three-in-one martial soul fusion skill of the golden iron triangle can, to a large extent, fight against a Title Douluo-level strongman, and it is only a matter of time before this ten thousand year old white tiger is killed.

With the white tiger's weak wail, this ten thousand year level white tiger did not escape the fate of death after all, and was brought to Tang San by the three people of the golden iron triangle.

Looking at the dying white tiger in front of him, Tang San looked at Flanders and Liu Erlong and said, "Dean, Aunt Erlong, please protect me, I am ready to absorb the spirit ring."

"Xiao San, have you really thought it through?" Flanders said seriously, "There is still a chance to choose now. If you really absorb the ten thousand year spirit ring, there will be no chance to regret it."

"I, Tang San, have never regretted anything I did." Tang San said without hesitation.

"Hao, you are ambitious, worthy of being the son of Haotian Douluo. In this case, I can only wish you success." Seeing that Tang San was so confident, Flanders did not say any more nonsense and acquiesced to Tang San's choice.

Tang San walked towards the dying ten thousand year old soul beast White Tiger, and the Eight Spider Lance behind him suddenly thrust out and pierced directly into the body of the White Tiger.

At this time, Tang San, like a giant spider, greedily sucked the energy in the White Tiger's body.

The Eight Spider Lance originally had the function of swallowing. Tang San used the Eight Spider Lance to end the White Tiger's life in order to absorb a little of its strong energy first, so as to ensure the probability of his success in absorbing the soul ring.

The sharp Eight Spider Lance pierced into the White Tiger's body without any hindrance, and its sharp front half was completely immersed. In an instant, a white halo flowed into Tang San's body along the Eight Spider Lance.

As the Eight Spider Lance pierced in, the White Tiger's body trembled violently, and the whole body seemed to solidify. A pair of tiger eyes glared at Tang San but could not do anything.

"It seems that Xiao San is going to use the swallowing ability of the Eight Spider Lance to absorb some of the energy of the Ten Thousand Year White Tiger. In this way, it will be much easier for him to absorb the soul ring next." Looking at what Tang San did, the master praised.

Time passed by minute by minute, and the body of the ten thousand year white tiger gradually stiffened, until the moment Tang San pulled out the Eight Spider Lance, a black spirit ring condensed from the top of the white tiger's body.

Retracting the Eight Spider Lance, sitting cross-legged, Tang San slowly stretched out his right hand, blue-purple light emerged from his palm, and the spirit Blue Silver Grass summoned the white tiger in front of him, and the black spirit ring floated over and was directly put on the body of the Blue Silver Grass.

The huge energy seemed to have found a way to vent, and immediately rushed into Tang San's body like a sea embracing hundreds of rivers.

Looking at this scene in front of them, the golden iron triangle could not help but nod their heads. Tang San was indeed the best spirit master they had ever seen in their lives.

Risking to absorb the fourth ten thousand year spirit ring, even Cheng Xiao, that monster, couldn't do it, right?

If Tang San really succeeded in absorbing it, it would be a truly promising achievement, an unprecedented achievement.

However, Tang San, who had not been tempered by ice and fire, could he really absorb the ten thousand year spirit ring smoothly with his current strength?

The moment the energy from the black soul ring poured into his body, Tang San felt the surrounding light dim, and the whole person was likely to explode at any time. His spiritual world was corroded by a chill, and the soul of the white tiger appeared in front of him again.

At this moment, Tang San, who was sitting cross-legged to absorb the soul ring, frowned, pursed his lips tightly, and his body trembled slightly. His seven orifices began to bleed, blood beads began to appear under his skin, and the blue silver grass in his palm also showed signs of breaking.

"Xiao San!" Looking at the scene in front of him, the master's heart stopped suddenly. After a cry of surprise, he walked towards Tang San in two or three steps.

"Xiao Gang, don't go over and disturb him. Whether he fails or succeeds, it is his choice. If we intervene forcefully now, it is very likely that Tang San will explode and die directly." Flanders grabbed the master's arm and reminded him.

"What should we do? Are we going to watch Xiao San fail?" The master seemed to ask himself, then squatted down with his head covered, crying bitterly.

However, in the next moment, a golden trident mark suddenly appeared on Tang San's forehead, and then a blue-gold light burst out from his body, and a scream came out of his mouth.

After the scream, Tang San's physical problems gradually disappeared, and the trident mark on his forehead disappeared quietly.

The scene in front of him surprised the master a little. The previous blue-gold light made him feel a sacred breath. Could it be that there is a more powerful guardian behind Xiao San besides Haotian Douluo?

"Xiao Gang, don't be stupid. Xiao San seems to have absorbed it successfully. The most dangerous time has passed. Now it's the process of soul power transformation." Flanders patted the master's shoulder and said with some envy: "Is Haotian Douluo's gene really so good? This kid really created a miracle."

"Yes, he created a miracle." The master looked at Tang San with a look of relief.

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The moon is like a silver plate, and the sky is full of stars.

The night in the Star Forest was extremely quiet. When Tang San woke up, he saw the golden triangle digging for the campfire.

Seeing him wake up, the master asked happily: "Xiao San, how do you feel?"

Shaking his head, Tang San stood up from the ground. A purple light flashed in his eyes, and suddenly, two yellow, one purple, and one black soul rings appeared on his body at the same time.

The fourth soul ring is a ten thousand year soul ring. For a soul master, it is a qualitative leap, and his whole temperament has quietly changed.

Seeing that Tang San did not feel any discomfort, the master raised his hand and made a gesture to Tang San. After years of being a master and apprentice, Tang San naturally understood what he meant, and urged the soul power in his body to release his martial soul.

The blue-white light shone, and the blue silver grass was quietly released, rising rapidly from around Tang San's body, with a silver-white pattern on the leaves.

"Xiao San, what is the effect of your fourth soul skill? Show it to us." The master looked carefully at the blue silver grass that Tang San found, and said excitedly.

"Okay, teacher." Tang San nodded slightly, and the fourth soul ring on his body shone.

As soon as the black soul ring came out, an invisible pressure immediately made the master unconsciously step back a few steps. The ten thousand year soul ring gave people a feeling of being dignified and restrained.

Without any sign, dozens of purple and white blue silver grass rushed out from the ground around the golden triangle, and instantly met above their heads, finally forming a huge cage.

Because there was no breath fluctuation when the blue silver grass was released, Flanders and Liu Erlong didn't even notice the breath. When they reacted, they were already trapped in the cage formed by the blue silver grass.

"Teacher, my fourth soul skill is called Silver Cage. As long as there is light, the toughness of the blue silver grass will be greatly improved, and the growth rate will also be improved." Tang San explained.

"Yes, with the light attribute, you will be able to defeat Cheng Xiao." The master nodded and recognized Tang San's fourth soul skill.

At this time, Flanders said: "Since Tang San has obtained the fourth soul ring, let's leave here as soon as possible."

"Wait a minute, Dean." Tang San pointed to the corpse of the ten thousand year soul beast white tiger, and then, in the puzzled eyes of everyone, he took out a sharp blade from the soul guide and gently cut the head of the white tiger.

Suddenly, a soul bone emitting white light appeared in everyone's sight.

As soon as the soul bone was in hand, Tang San felt a strange feeling. The light attribute energy contained in it was exactly what he needed to deal with Cheng Xiao at this stage.

"It's a soul bone!" Seeing the soul bone in Tang San's hand, the master's expression changed and exclaimed.