Douluo: Martial Soul White Tiger, I am the White Emperor of Heaven

Chapter 112: Refining the Power of the Evil God, Evolving Soul Skills, and Short Hair (Still updated three times, please follow me, thank you)

Ever since the day he obtained the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger's external soul bone, Dai Chengfeng has been studying it.

Finally, Dai Chengfeng discovered...

The Wings of the Evil God were indeed just as he had guessed before, a kind of power, not a solid soul bone.

Just like the evil god infecting the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger, a force entered its body.

Therefore, Dai Chengfeng once thought that if he could integrate this power with his own spirit ring, would he not only be able to increase the lifespan of the spirit ring in the future, but also, after completely refining it, he would be able to control the arena of life and death at will.

There is no need to worry anymore about being like the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger, where someone breaks the protection of the evil god's power in the arena of life and death and turns you back to your six-year-old appearance.

Just before...

Whether it is the first soul ring of the Gengjin Beast or the second soul ring of the Emperor Blood Tiger, their attributes are not suitable for compatibility with the power of the evil god, so Dai Chengfeng has been reluctant to take action.

It was not until he obtained the Nine Nether Blue Luan, a soul ring with dark attributes and a slight affinity with the power of the evil god, that Dai Chengfeng's research finally made further progress.

"Unfortunately, my soul power is still too weak at the moment. It's not realistic to fully refine this evil god's power..."

"But refining a strand of it is totally possible!"

"call!"

Dai Chengfeng took a deep breath, feeling both anticipation and a hint of uneasiness.

After all, this is an unprecedented and bold attempt.

Just like how he had blatantly smashed the lofty throne of God in heaven and refused the opportunity to become a god.

There has never been anyone like this before, and perhaps there will never be anyone like this again!
"Even if we fail, the power of the Heretic God may disappear completely..."

"However, whether it's the power of Shura or the power of the evil god, they are ultimately just my 'tools'."

"My core is always my martial spirit, the White Tiger!"

"As long as the White Tiger Martial Spirit remains unaffected... let's do it!"

Dai Chengfeng no longer hesitated and began to use the power of Shura to "cut and separate" the wings of the evil god.

It's called cutting, but in essence it's a plunder of power...

Time passes slowly and silently.

Outside the carriage, there was a lot of traffic and noise in front of the Nottingham city gate.

Dai Chengfeng in the carriage seemed to be isolated from the outside world, completely immersed in his own world, concentrating on trying to merge the two forces of soul ring and the power of the evil god.

Dai Chengfeng could even clearly hear his own heartbeat becoming increasingly nervous and rapid.

"Right now!"

As the stripped power of the evil god came into contact with his third spirit ring, Dai Chengfeng let out a low sigh.

The Shura power in his body rushed towards the evil god's power like a surging tide.

However, the moment the power of the evil god came into contact with the power of Shura, it suddenly erupted in a strong resistance.

Dai Chengfeng only felt that there seemed to be countless sharp cries echoing in his sea of ​​consciousness. It was the instinctive unwillingness of the evil god's power.

however……

The power of Shura was born to bring about the most extreme killing and destruction.

Moreover, the Shura power that Dai Chengfeng possessed was not bestowed by the Shura God, but originated from the most fundamental laws of the Douluo world.

Therefore, the power of this ownerless evil god is completely vulnerable in the face of the power of Shura.

As the power of Shura continued to strangle the instinctive consciousness within the power of the evil god...

"It's done!"

An indescribable joy surged into Dai Chengfeng's heart.

At this moment, the nine thousand year old third soul ring under Dai Chengfeng's feet, which originally emitted a deep purple light, was quietly stained with a hint of black.

Like ink dropped into water, it slowly spreads out and is extremely eye-catching.

9999 years!
At the same time, the Nine Nether Mysterious Wind Wings behind Dai Chengfeng were suddenly suffused with a thick, inky black aura. Immediately afterwards, the Nine Nether Mysterious Wind Wings, originally only a few meters long, suddenly expanded to over ten meters, a single wing powerful enough to envelop Dai Chengfeng completely.

The enormous pressure, like an overwhelming tidal wave, made the surrounding air tremble.

boom--

The next second, the carriage frame collapsed and wood chips flew everywhere.

A black gale arose, raging in all directions with Dai Chengfeng as the center.

Many people who were queuing in front of the Notting City gate waiting to enter the city were knocked down by the sudden black gale, and some of the strong ones were blown to the point of squinting their eyes slightly.

The stalls were uprooted, the goods were flying all over the sky, and the fruits, vegetables and daily necessities were all swept into the wind, fell to the ground and shattered.

Roar--

Dai Chengfeng was lifted high into the sky, and the White Tiger Martial Spirit behind him roared to the sky.

huh, huh, huh...

The Nine Nether Mysterious Wind Wings behind Dai Chengfeng kept flapping, and each flap increased the power of the black gale.

Until Dai Chengfeng finally came back to his senses from the surprise.

With a wave of his hand, the strong wind stopped and he fell back to the ground.

But at this moment, there was still unconcealable excitement in his eyes.

"Although the Wings of the Evil God have disappeared, I can use my third soul skill, the Nine Nether Mysterious Wind Wings, to unleash the Arena of Life and Death. Its concealment and speed are even greater!"

"And most importantly..."

"No longer have to worry about turning back into a six-year-old in the arena of life and death!"

Dai Chengfeng murmured to himself in a low voice, his voice full of immense satisfaction.

Not far away, Zhu Fan and his companions were stunned by this sudden change.

When the strong wind gradually subsided and Dai Chengfeng fell back to the ground, they woke up from their dream.

"Chengfeng, what's wrong with you?"

Zhu Fan's eyes were full of curiosity.

Ye Lingling, Dugu Yan, and Ye Renxin beside them also echoed, "Yeah, Chengfeng, are you okay?"

Only Dugu Bo, the strongest one, was still standing there, his face full of uncertainty and shock.

As a Titled Douluo, he was extremely sensitive to power. Just now, he had sensed a terrifying power from Dai Chengfeng that made him tremble instinctively...

"Hiss! How is this possible?"

Dugu Bo muttered to himself, "His Highness Chengfeng is only a Soul Master, yet he possesses a power that even this old man fears?!"

Facing everyone's inquiries, Dai Chengfeng simply smiled and said, "It's okay, it's just the evolution of my soul skills."

After saying that, he turned to look at his uncle and said, "Uncle, please deal with this mess."

Then, he turned his gaze to Dugu Bo and Ye Renxin and the others, "Senior Dugu Bo, Elder Ye, let's go into the city first and stop blocking them here."

Dugu Bo's eyes were still fixed on Dai Chengfeng, trying to see something from his face, but Dai Chengfeng looked calm and he saw nothing.

In the end, Dugu Bo nodded slightly. Since Dai Chengfeng was unwilling to say more, he didn't want to ask more.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart: How many secrets does this kid Dai Chengfeng have?

Soon, Dai Chengfeng, along with Dugu Bo, Ye Renxin and others, headed towards Notting City.

And at this time.

Not far from the city gate, a middle-aged man in black clothes, cloth shoes, a beard, and a short crew cut crawled up from the ground in a panic and patted the dirt off his body.

Surprised, he looked at Dai Chengfeng's receding back.

(End of this chapter)