Douluo Continent: The Five Elements Lock Martial Soul, Five Elements Divine Might Transformation

Before he finished speaking, a scorching surge of magma shot out like a fire dragon, sweeping towards the Ironclad Crocodile Soul King. At the same time, Ling Yun sneered.

"Uncle, isn't your Ironclad Crocodile a high-level water-attribute martial soul? Then let's see if you can block my soul bone skill!"

"Hmph, brat, I told you not to underestimate me. Did you think you were the only one with a ten-thousand-year soul bone? Hehe, I have one too!"

The Ironclad Crocodile Soul King burst into laughter, and then a chilling aura erupted from his body, transforming into a set of ice-blue armor that he donned.

"Torso Soul Bone Skill: Frost Armor!"

boom

The instant the Ironclad Crocodile Soul King spoke, scorching lava slammed heavily onto his armor.

The lava was scorching hot, while the armor was icy cold. The fire and ice neutralized each other, and eventually, the lava was extinguished, and the icy armor melted away.

"An ice-attribute torso soul bone? Interesting!"

Ling Yun chuckled softly, thinking to himself: I didn't expect such a pleasant surprise. From now on, this torso soul bone is mine!

With this thought in mind, Ling Yun charged forward. In just a few breaths, he had already reached the Ironclad Crocodile Soul King, his hard iron fist striking the opponent's chest heavily.

Knowing that his punch was incredibly powerful, the Ironclad Crocodile Soul King quickly gathered his soul power and used his soul bone skill again to summon the Frost Armor.

Seeing this, Ling Yun sneered. This was the moment he had been waiting for. He then focused his soul power into the right arm bone of the White-Eyed Demon Tiger King. Instantly, the right arm shone with golden light, dazzling and spectacular.

"Soul Bone Skill: Tiger's Roar in the Mountains!"

boom

In an instant, as Ling Yun threw a punch, an invisible sonic boom burst forth like a cannonball.

It pierced through the Ironclad Crocodile Soul King's icy armor, striking his flesh and blood directly, and destroying his internal organs with lightning speed.

With a soft "pfft," after spitting out a mouthful of scarlet blood, the Ironclad Crocodile Soul King collapsed to the ground, utterly dead.

Immediately afterwards, a blue light flashed from his chest, and a piece of ice-blue, ten-thousand-year-old torso bone separated from his body.

Ling Yun reacted swiftly, grabbing the soul bone and storing it in his soul tool. He then used the flight skill of the Blue Silver Emperor's right leg bone to soar into the sky, looking down at the crowd below and sneering.

"I'm going to study this ten-thousand-year-old soul bone, so I'm not playing with you guys anymore. Soul Bone Skill: Magma Earth Shattering Strike!"

In the blink of an eye, scorching lava poured down from the sky like a torrential downpour, burning everyone else on the arena to ashes.

At this point, he was the only one left on the stage, and the winner of this match was naturally him.

There was no time to enjoy the applause and cheers from the audience. Ling Yun flew directly to the female guide and spoke in a commanding tone.

"Take me to the outer city of the Killing Capital, right now."

"Hehe, as you wish."

With that, the female guide left the Hell Slaughter Arena and headed towards the outer city of the Slaughter City, with Ling Yun following closely behind, using the female guide as a shield.

He only arrived in the Killing City today, so as long as he stays with the guide, no one else here can lay a hand on him.

As he expected, upon seeing the guide beside him, those who had plotted to seize his soul bone while he was exhausted had no choice but to back down.

The guides are messengers of the King of Slaughter; they dare not oppose him.

Before long, Ling Yun followed the guide to the outer city of the Killing City, and only then did he breathe a sigh of relief.

The City of Slaughter is divided into an inner city and an outer city. Killing is not allowed indiscriminately in the outer city, so the outer city can be said to be the safest place in the City of Slaughter.

Only in the outer city could he confidently study the soul bones.

After finding an empty room, Ling Yun checked in and instructed the young female guide to stand guard outside the door and not to enter without his permission.

After giving all the instructions, Ling Yun sat on the broken wooden bed in the room, took out the ten-thousand-year-old icy torso soul bone he had taken from the Ironclad Crocodile Soul King, and examined it carefully.

"Hmm... This soul bone should be 40,000 years old, making it an extremely high-quality torso soul bone."

"What's even more remarkable is that this is an ice-attribute soul bone. As the saying goes, ice and water go hand in hand, so in terms of attributes, this soul bone is very suitable for me."

"If I absorb this soul bone, not only will my soul power break through level seventy, but it will also grant me a very useful soul bone skill, allowing me to better survive in the City of Slaughter..."

Despite this, Ling Yun did not immediately absorb the soul bone, but instead lowered his head and pondered.

"The attributes are very suitable for me, but it's a pity that the age of this soul bone is still too low."

Ling Yun muttered to himself. His soul power had now reached level 69, and he would soon break through to level 70. At that time, with his extraordinary physique and mental strength, he would even be able to absorb a 100,000-year soul ring.

After killing a 100,000-year-old soul beast, he will definitely obtain a 100,000-year-old soul bone, which may even be a torso soul bone.

Compared to a 100,000-year-old torso and soul bone, this 40,000-year-old soul bone is nothing.

Therefore, after careful consideration, Ling Yun finally made up his mind that, for the sake of the future, he would absorb the remaining 100,000-year-old soul bones from his left arm bone, left leg bone, and torso.

This 40,000-year-old torso and soul bone can be given to Shui Bing'er and Shui Yue'er.

"Since I'm going to absorb a 100,000-year-old soul bone, I must hurry up and become stronger, then achieve a 100-win streak in the Hell Slaughter Arena as soon as possible and leave this hellish place."

As he spoke, Ling Yun pulled out the Poison Dragon Thorn and took out a snow-white fairy herb from his soul guide ring. Its leaves were long and curved like a swan's neck and emitted a faint fragrance. Its name was: Snow-white Swan Kiss.

The Snow Swan's Kiss has only one effect: to greatly enhance the toxicity of poisons.

No matter what kind of toxin it is, as long as it touches the Snow Swan Kiss, its toxicity will instantly increase thousands of times, making it an extremely terrifying immortal herb.

Now, Ling Yun is going to use the Snow-White Swan's Kiss to enhance the toxicity of the Poison Dragon Sting.

The poison on the Dragon's Bone is already incredibly potent; if the juice of the Snow Swan's Kiss is applied to its blade, its power will be further enhanced.

At that time, the toxicity of the Poison Dragon Thorn will probably be no less than the legendary ultimate poison. Even a titled Douluo would die on the spot if he was cut by the Poison Dragon Thorn.

Thinking of this, Ling Yun immediately released his soul power, crushed the Snow Swan Kiss, and smeared its juice on the blade of the Poison Dragon Thorn.

In an instant, the originally black Poison Dragon Thorn was dyed dark green, and a lifelike poison dragon appeared on the blade, looking majestic and domineering.

At this moment, this dagger truly deserves the name "Dragon's Dagger".

Ling Yun gripped the dagger in his backhand and then stabbed it into the wall behind him. With a soft thud, the marble wall was pierced through by his blade.

Before the Poison Dragon's Thorn, this solid wall was like paper.

This was not because the Poison Dragon Thorn was too sharp, but because the poison on the blade was too potent. It corroded the wall the moment it touched it, which is why Ling Yun was able to pierce through the wall with one strike.

Chapter 110 Soul Bone Skill: Mental Pulse

Looking at the knife marks on the wall and then at the Poison Dragon Thorn in his hand, Ling Yun immediately beamed with joy and began to play with it with great affection.

"Hehe, having this Poison Dragon Thorn is no less than having another ten-thousand-year-old soul bone."

After saying that, Ling Yun immediately brandished the Poison Dragon Thorn and practiced his swordsmanship in the room, striving to be able to use it to wound enemies in actual combat.

He believed that as long as he could leave a small wound on his opponent, he could kill him and win the game.

And just like that, three years passed quietly.

During this period, Ling Yun's soul power naturally reached level 70, and he was only one soul ring away from becoming a seven-ring Soul Saint.

In just three short years, Ling Yun's swordsmanship had reached an unpredictable level. With his unpredictable and ever-changing Poison Dragon Thorn, he wreaked havoc in the hellish killing field, taking the lives of thousands and terrifying countless people.

Ling Yun has now achieved ninety-nine victories in the Hell Slaughter Arena and has earned his own nickname: Poison Dragon King.

Now, he only needs to win one more match to complete a 100-win streak in the Hell Killing Arena, qualify for the Hell Road adventure, and leave this place.

Today marks his 100th match and the moment he has won.

"Poison Dragon King!"

"Poison Dragon King!"

"Poison Dragon King!"

When Ling Yun stepped onto the stage, the surrounding audience cheered him on, eager to see him dominate the arena.

In contrast to Ling Yun's relaxed demeanor, the other nine looked at him warily. After the referee announced the start of the match, they swarmed forward and charged towards Ling Yun in unison.

This is also one of the unwritten rules in the Hell Killing Arena: as soon as they see Ling Yun, everyone else must immediately put aside their personal grudges and work together to deal with him. Only in this way can they have a chance to survive.

But it was only a tiny bit...

Seeing the other nine rushing towards him, Ling Yun's eyes also blazed with a frenzied fighting spirit. He gripped the Poison Dragon Thorn tightly in his left hand and took a step forward, charging towards the others like an arrow released from a bow.

At the same time, his head, right arm, right leg, and the fiery tail hook behind him all shimmered with different colors of light.

Since this is the last match, he no longer needs to hold back his strength; he can just go all out.

Upon realizing this, Ling Yun bent his knees and then leaped up, jumping more than twenty meters into the air. Immediately afterward, the right leg bone of the Blue Silver Emperor flashed with light.

"Soul Bone Skill: Flight!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Yun became even faster and flew even higher!

Seeing Ling Yun soar into the sky, two of the other nine people, whose martial souls possessed the ability to fly, also spread their wings and took flight, chasing after Ling Yun.

One of them possesses a vampire bat spirit, which allows him to suck people's blood, thereby rapidly increasing his spirit power and making him stronger.

The other person's martial soul is a hawk, which is incredibly fast; when flying at full speed, it can only be seen as a blur.

Furthermore, both of them are seventh-ring Soul Saints, whose cultivation levels far surpass Lingyun's!

Seeing the two figures rushing towards him like a fleeting glimpse of a startled swan, a cold glint flashed in Ling Yun's eyes, and his fiery tail hook flickered red before shooting out with a whoosh.

"Soul Bone Skill: Magma Earth Shattering Strike!"

In the blink of an eye, the end of the fiery tail suddenly spewed out a jet of scorching magma, like a raging fire dragon, its jaws wide open, roaring as it attacked the Bat Soul Saint and the Eagle Soul Saint.

"not good!"

"Get out of the way..."

Upon feeling the scorching heat blowing towards them, the two's expressions changed drastically, and they hurriedly flapped their wings to dodge this terrifying attack.

However, they could still use their flying ability to dodge the magma dragon's attacks, but the others on the arena were not so lucky.

Three people were directly struck by the scorching pillars of magma and were instantly burned to ashes without even having time to utter a scream.

The remaining people also released their soul power, forming a barrier to resist the attack of the magma.

At the same time, seeing that the Bat Soul Saint and the Eagle Soul Saint had dodged his attack, Ling Yun quickly gathered his soul power and sped towards the two of them.

"Once we take care of these two flying ones, the rest of us will be fish on a chopping board, completely at my mercy!"

As he spoke, Ling Yun had already reached the Bat Soul Saint and then threw a punch at the Bat Soul Saint's chest.

In an instant, the wind from the punch howled!