Douluo Dragon King: Doumu's Blessing, I Am the Star Lord

A bolt of purple-gold lightning, sixteen feet thick, pierced through the clouds, descending like a divine punishment!

The dark purple vines, like ravenous beasts, frantically rushed towards the purple-gold lightning bolt.

In an instant, countless vines intertwined and coiled, greedily and frantically devouring the lightning power within.

It was like an old smoker who had been without food for years, finally touching the object he had been longing for. Every vine trembled with excitement, trying its best to absorb the power of thunder.

One bolt of golden lightning after another struck down from the clouds.

The aura of the Thunderous Hell Vine surged wildly at a visible speed under the nourishment of thunder.

The ancient star verses clearly show that its age is rapidly increasing.

Fifty thousand years, sixty thousand years, seventy thousand years...

What ordinary soul beasts would take tens of thousands of years of arduous cultivation to cross, was merely a matter of a short while for it.

Just then, Lei Mingyan Yuteng sent him a warm and inviting message.

Thousands of vines intertwined rapidly, forming a wide staircase just a step in front of him.

The steps were woven from dark purple vines, with lightning flowing across them.

The staircase stretched from his feet all the way into the air, where the massive core of the lightning sphere, wrapped in countless vines, seemed to open a door, sincerely inviting him to bathe in this baptism of lightning.

Without hesitation, Qian Gu Xing Ci stepped onto the vine-covered staircase.

The vines beneath his feet seemed to possess a life of their own, supporting his figure as he steadily climbed upwards at a moderate pace, like an elevator, towards the core of the lightning sphere in mid-air. In just a few breaths, he arrived before the lightning sphere and stepped inside.

The man and the vine were bathed in the surging purple-gold lightning, thoroughly absorbing the pure power.

The nutritional value is so high that it's practically munching on a dark gold dinosaur claw!

The Thunder God's bloodline, hidden deep within the Thunderous Hell Vine, has finally begun to slowly awaken.

The originally dark purple vines gradually lost their somber base color, turning a luxurious purple-gold hue that blended seamlessly with the thunder in the sky. The barbs on the vines became rounded, and the originally fierce aura gradually became calm and noble, carrying the unique nobility of a deity.

The violent aura erupted like a volcano, causing the vines to tremble wildly and the purple-gold lightning to shoot out uncontrollably in all directions, seemingly about to repeat the fate of its ancestors.

At this critical moment, a soft golden light flowed.

It is a phantom image of the ancient golden tree.

A dazzling golden light, imbued with boundless vitality, cascaded down from the phantom of the ancient golden tree, seeping into the wildly raging vines of the Thunderous Hell Vine like spring rain.

Beneath the feet of the Ancient Star Decree, the fifth spirit ring of the Panlong Staff, which had been missing for a long time, finally began to slowly solidify.

A ring of pure purple-gold slowly formed beneath his feet.

The spirit ring was wrapped in fine golden ring patterns, with lightning flowing between the patterns, exuding a noble and powerful aura.

A 100,000-year soul ring!

The Thunderous Hell Vine emitted a joyful, reverent buzz, and its thousands of vines converged, transforming into a streak of purple-gold light that suddenly pierced into the body of Eternal Star Words.

The only Thunderous Hell Vine in the recorded history of Douluo Continent to successfully break through the 100,000-year limit has been officially born!

Muye, suspended in mid-air, watched this scene for a long time without coming back to his senses.

He never imagined that he would witness a true celestial tribulation in his lifetime.

The waves gradually subsided, and the thunderclouds overhead slowly dissipated.

Chapter 119 Thunderclap of the Heavens: Cultivation Cannot Save the Body Sect

On the distant sea, the thunderclouds dispersed, and the light of day returned.

Level 57.

I could feel the sound of water droplets continuously dripping from my body onto the surface of the water.

Before Qian Gu Xing Ci could even put on a little act, Mu Ye's spoilsporting voice came from the side.

"The ultimate attribute has been increased by three levels, which is even greater than the increase from directly absorbing a soul beast's soul ring as recorded in the records."

The coiled dragon staff spun in his palm, and arcs of purple-gold lightning traveled along the staff, making a sizzling sound.

“Let me try your new soul skill. I will be the first person to weigh the attack of the ultimate lightning!” Mu Ye said.

It is said that humans have some strange hobbies, just like some people like the two ends of a chili pepper, and some people awaken new letter attributes after being struck by lightning.

"Alright then, Master, get ready." A thunderclap pierced the heavens and earth, turning the sky into a sea of ​​lightning.

"Fifth Soul Skill, Thunderous Strike of the Heavens!"

A muffled roar suddenly echoed between heaven and earth, and the ancient pillar that held up the clear and turbid elements shattered at that moment.

The two fragments, which were insignificant to the Heavenly Pillar, transformed into a colossal object that blotted out the sky. They hovered in a circle above and below Mu Ye's head and feet, seemingly about to merge.

“Hey, disciple.” Mu Ye didn’t rush to make a move, but raised his voice and shouted, “Unless a true dragon with a bloodline comparable to the Beast God Di Tian appears, the Thunderous Hell Vine can be called the strongest thunder-attribute soul beast. Even so, it couldn’t activate your thunder-attribute ability?”

In Makino's eyes, it was an endless darkness, or rather, an infinite void. Wasn't this the night sky? Was this the power of the stars?

Qian Gu Xing Ci's mischievous laughter rang out: "Master, is it possible that you've temporarily gone 'blind'? It's just the effect of a soul skill."

A clear and melodious dragon roar shook the space. The evil dragon soul broke through the void, and after several twists and turns, starlight and lightning intertwined and entwined. The star dragon transformed into a lightning dragon, circling and soaring around the crumbling sky.

The lightning and thunder were actually a ritual to refine the collapsing heavens!

Although he was blind, a chilling sense of danger shot up his spine to the top of his head, making the hairs on his body stand on end. A top-tier configuration of nine spirit rings—five black and four red—appeared.

Blood Sun, ranked seventh, broke away from the main group, revealing his "True Martial Soul Form!"

Mu Ye's figure remained unchanged, but in Qian Gu Xing Ci's eyes, he transformed into a giant supporting the heavens and the earth. His feet firmly planted on the ground, his hands holding up the sky, as if reenacting the creation of the world and the separation of the pure and the turbid.

At that moment, Qian Gu Xing Ci removed the visual blockade on Mu Ye.

It's not that I'm being merciful, but for a Soul King to injure a powerhouse at their peak is nothing short of a pipe dream. In such a scene, those trapped inside are unable to see—isn't that a tragic situation?

Isn't this a flaw? The original plan was to feed Tengteng 27 meals a day, but we can only change it to 9 meals!

The Coiled Dragon Staff shot out from the sky, its dragon scales fully unfurled, frantically absorbing the shattered fragments of the Heavenly Pillar.

The stellar power flowing down from the Heavenly Rift acted like a natural adhesive, binding the fragments together seamlessly and crushing them against the sky that Muye was struggling to hold up.

Makino felt like he had transformed into a world weightlifting champion, because he truly felt as if he were carrying the entire vast blue sky on his shoulders.

As the sky continued to crumble, the power continued to accumulate wildly.

As a senior nutritionist, Makino believed that one cannot become fat overnight; weight must be increased gradually. He decisively moved away from directly below, flashing to the side, and unleashed a barrage of punches like a sudden downpour.

"Hmm? What's that burnt smell?"

Qian Gu Xing Ci suddenly sniffed and smelled a burnt smell from being burned by lightning.

I must never strike my mentor; I must retract my Soul Skill.

It's said that top-tier weapon masters will jump into the sword-making furnace themselves, so what about top-tier chefs...?

Makino, without changing his expression, put his hands behind his back, striking a pose like a hermit master.

"It's powerful enough," he said seriously, "but in my opinion, it's not as good as creating your own soul skill!"

Veteran artists are quick-witted!

The Yangtze River's back waves push the front waves forward, so shouldn't the front waves be even higher? The front waves can die on the beach, but they can't fall flat on their faces!

The years of wasted time and drinking after losing his soul have left him so weak that he will now go into seclusion.

If cultivation can't save the Body Sect, then he can only strive to research a mecha comparable to a four-word battle armor. His uncle and disciple should support him, right...?

"Ahem, we should head back now. I heard there's a grand event at the palace today, and you're sure to be invited given your status."

Qian Gu Xing Ci stretched and yawned, "That must be a pretext set up by the emperor for a marriage alliance. It seems that he wants to add a preliminary round before the usual one."

Instead of choosing to ride a mecha, the short-distance traversal of Super Douluo is no less impressive than that of a mecha, and Qian Gu Xing Ci can even keep up with it.

When Makino first heard about the preliminary rounds for marriage, he thought, "A martial arts contest to find a husband?"

In another timeline, due to certain events, Qian Gu Xing Ci found it difficult to accept the idea of ​​a martial arts contest for marriage.

"By the way, is your battle armor finished?" Makino suddenly remembered.

"They left all the metal behind before they left, and it should be finished when they get back. However, they said they would come back during the exchange competition between the two continents."

"The innate secret technique must absolutely not be used to break the body before achieving the Golden Body realm!"

"Master, what are you saying?"

"With a group of pretty girls around you, I'm really afraid you'll cause some trouble." Mu Ye used the tone of an elder from the sect lecturing him.

In reality, Makino was focused on researching mecha, while the sect was preoccupied with continuing the family line.

Although the inheritance of a Body Spirit is extremely unstable, the probability of a Body Spirit Master's descendants having a Body Spirit is much higher than that of a mutated one.

As the saying goes, pride comes before a fall. A wise man like Mu Ye decisively launched a counterattack, and a desperate army will surely win!

Simply rearrange the original quotes, and you have a whole new pot of chicken soup.

Makino desperately needs the bartender Ruri-michi's distraction control right now! (I didn't mistype!)

It can mix more drinks at the same time... making it convenient to handle the two extremes of apprentices, both senior and junior.

The sea after the two left.

A black creature meandered on the seabed, then poked out its enormous head, its fangs haphazardly arranged.

"Eternity, righteousness, planes..." came the hideous, terrifying growl, sounding like a lament.

My wounds need more time to heal...

Darkness is easy to digest and convenient for the stomach; light provides emotional value.

A weak voice rang out, "Fool! Those are my people, my Tang Clan, my Shrek Academy! What have you done?"

Tang San's consciousness was like that of an incompetent husband watching his subordinate, whom he had personally promoted, being intimate with his wife.

Fortunately, Long Yeyue's memories included a Limit Douluo whose martial soul was the sea. Although it wasn't the same Sea God martial soul as Poseidon, the situation was able to be turned around step by step thanks to the Sea God Helmet he left behind on Douluo Continent.

Chapter 120 Douluo's Richest Man, Run, Bear-kun!

Back in the courtyard, the first thing I heard was news about Shrek.

"Aunt Leng, isn't everything related to Shrek considered work? Why are you still worrying about Shrek during your vacation?"