Douluo Dalu

Four hundred and fortieth chapters Tangsan Wu soul's true, blue-silver Huang (on)

Which he had not felt emotions. Gradually, he does not need to release too much mental strength. Every strain of blue silver grass in the forest releases a slight spiritual fluctuation. Although the individual is not strong, the blue and silver grasses all over the place are connected together, but they form A rather huge mental magnetic field. It is integrated with the spiritual power released by Tang.

Through them, Tang San can feel the scope of the geometric multiples of the upswing.

Every blue-and-yellow grass seems to have become the eyes and ears of Tang San. It uses mental power to explore everything in the outside world. It can also be done before Tang San. But at this time, borrowing the mental magnetic field of blue silver grass, the area he can see can only be described by the word horror.

At this time, suddenly, a sound without warning suddenly sounded in the heart of Tang San. "Wang, the great king, is it really you? You finally came to me. Thank God."

king? Is this telling me? Tang San was shocked. He did not understand why there was a voice in his spiritual world. At this moment, Tang Yan, standing next to him, showed a faint smile on his face. His mental strength has always been open.

Just as Tang San felt the mental magnetic field around the blue silver grass, a sudden sound brought him great surprise. This voice actually called him king.

In the spirit and magnetic field of the blue and silver grass, which was originally peaceful and distant, there was a strong spiritual power. This mental power was quickly entangled with the spirit of Tang San, just like two ropes tied together.

"Wang, please come to me, can you?" The voice seemed to become more urgent and with a strong desire.

In the surprise, he opened his eyes and Tang San looked down at his father.

Tang Yan said faintly: "You should have already felt it. Go, I am waiting for you here. Sometimes, you don't need to hunt for the soul ring."

Although Tang San did not understand what his father meant. But he still stood up. To his great surprise, he did not deliberately control his mental strength at this time, but the strong spiritual spirit was still connected with him and he was constantly calling to him.

Stepping into the forest, Tang San suddenly felt

The threat of the soul from the soul beasts faded into the forest, just as the soul beast hidden in the forest suddenly gave him a passage. With the affirmation of his father, he did not hesitate and set himself up. Move fast in the direction of spiritual traction.

Wherever he went, the blue and silver grass on the ground seemed to be exclaiming with excitement, and the rhythm of gently swinging, like dancing for the arrival of Tang San.

The area of ​​this forest is not large, at least compared to the original Star Forest. But entering it, Tang San found that the plants here look very old and seem to have gone through a long period of time.

There are towering towering trees everywhere. Even the sun's rays are hard to shoot from the dense plants to the ground.

Tang San can be sure that this is inevitably an ancient forest, but what is the voice that calls for oneself?

He is eager to know the truth of the matter, so the speed of progress is extremely fast. Along the way. He did not encounter any soul beasts and obstructed, and easily followed the spiritual traction.

It was about an hour before the rapid rush, and the spirit of contact with him became very clear.

"Wang, I am here." The spirit calls for reappearance. There was even a trace of tension in the excitement.

Passing through two ancient trees that require at least several people to hold together, Tang San’s mental power moved to lock a plant in front. He can clearly feel that the spirit of calling is uploaded from this plant.

The slender vines climbed up and tangled up to the air of about ten meters. It looks like a special plant made up of numerous vines condensed together. The whole body is clear blue, and the skin is glittering with a special crystal. Around it. Blue silver grass grows extraordinarily lush.

Each of the vines has an ordinary person's waist thickness and is more than one foot in diameter.

At this point it is swinging slightly. In the middle of the vine, the condensation, there is a trace like a human face. At this point its expression seems to be laughing. Laugh at yourself.

This vine gave him a strong, extremely powerful atmosphere that was unreservedly released. From the center of the face, strong mental fluctuations spurted out and surrounded the body of Tang San.

Spiritual traction ends here. Although Tang San has also seen the soul beast of the plant system. It is the first time that it has such a strong atmosphere.

"Is you calling me?" Tang San looked at the huge vines in front of him. Although he has already felt that the other party is not malicious. But I still can't help but add a bit of vigilance.

"Yes, the great king. It is exactly what I am calling you." The vines wrap around the center of the face. Showing a very human expression, mouth open, even spit out people.

This time is no longer a spiritual exchange, but a real opening speech.

Tang San was shocked to know that the cultivation of the plant soul beast is much more difficult than the animal soul beast. He has never heard of a plant-based soul beast from the master. But the facts are in front of you, and you can't let him not believe.

"Who are you? Why do you call me king?" Tang San asked curiously.

The vine smiled and said: "Because you are flowing, it is more noble blood than me. If I am the king of blue silver grass, then you are the emperor in the blue silver grass."

After listening to this sentence, Tang Sanxin knows a little bit, and the brain is running fast, and various kinds of things may come to mind.

In front of this huge vine is actually a blue silver grass, the blue silver grass known as the waste martial arts can actually cultivate to such a powerful degree?

Before waiting for the opening of Tang San, the Blue Silver King spoke again. "From the **** realm like you, I have to practice at least 15,000 years. I can see you, I can feel the blood of your body, I seem to find The way to the more expensive blood. Thank you, my king."

Tang San brows slightly wrinkled. "I'm sorry, maybe you admit it wrong. I am not your king. I am a human being, not a blue silver grass. I just have the martial arts of blue silver grass."

"No." The Blue Silver King said eagerly: "The great king, I can't admit it wrong. The breath on your body is the breath of the blue silver emperor. This is not wrong. If you are only ordinary humans. The blue silver grass Wuhun, do you think you can cultivate to the extent of the present? You have the blood of the blue and silver royal family! The great king."

Tang San stayed. "You mean, my blue silver grass is not ordinary blue silver grass?"

"Yes. What you have is the purest blue-and-white royal blood. If you want to describe your martial arts, then I want to use the Blue and Silver Emperor more, not the blue silver grass. All the blue silver one. The pulse is your people. Have you not felt their call to you?"

Blue silver emperor? When Tang San’s heart moved, he suddenly understood the meaning of some fathers letting him come here.

Was the mother’s martial arts the blue silver emperor? Inheritance itself is not a waste of martial arts. It is a unique blue and silver emperor.

The huge Blue Silver King continued: "The Blue Silver Emperor is always in the same line in this world. Only the last generation of Blue Silver Emperor will die, the next generation of Blue Silver Emperor will appear. Even though you are human, you are The only person who is now the blood of the Blue Silver Emperor."

Tang San felt that his heartbeat was accelerating. "But I never felt any special place in my blue silver grass. Maybe you don't understand, the strength I have now is cultivated through some special methods. ""

Tang San always believed that the reason why he could have the innate power of the original did not have much to do with his own martial arts, but to cultivate Xuan Tiangong.

Therefore, he still has some doubts about the words of the Blue Silver King.

Blue Silver King sighed and said: "Yes, you are right. In the past, your Blue Silver Emperor is no different from ordinary blue silver grass. This is our fault. Because, your blue and silver royal blood and There is no real awakening. So you can't feel the power of it. The great king, are you here, don't you want me to help you wake it up?"

Listening to the Blue Silver King, if Tang San does not understand, then he is not Tang San.

Awakening? Your own martial art has already had an awakening at the age of six. Do you still need a second time?

It seems that I felt the thought of Tang San. The Blue Silver King said patiently: "How can the awakening of the ordinary people give you awakening your noble blood? On this continent, I am except you. The longest-lived blue silver grass. So my name is Blue Silver King. I finally saw you. As your permanent subordinate, we will always guard you. Are you willing to shelter your subjects forever?"

Without any hesitation, Tang San seriously stared at the Blue Silver King in front of him and nodded firmly. "I am willing."

Two drops of blue liquid flowed down from the face of the blue-and-white king's human face. "Twenty years have passed, I have not felt the sigh of the underarm. Today, we are no longer a child without a mother. Your Majesty, Please feel the worship of the subjects."