"What's the matter, my lord?"
Yang Wushuang was the first to find out Roder's abnormality and asked first.
But the name of the other party made Rod feel stuck in his throat.
After all, Yang Wudi is worthy of his brother, and Yang Wushuang should be like that, but this Yang Wushuang is very rigid and insists on calling himself an adult.
Rod rolled his eyes and said, "Can't you call me Rod or Brother Luo? I'm so much younger than you. You always call me an adult. I feel very sad."
Yang Wushuang still stood meticulously, nodded slightly.
"Good lord, no problem, sir."
Well, the typical thing is not to change.
Rod also gave up resistance and pointed to the direction of thunder in the distance.
"Brother Wushuang, remember that position, and we will go to have a look when the rain stops. I think there should be a kind of soul that suits me."
Yang Wushuang nodded, and then looked into the distance, as if he was going to remember the order that Rod said.
Although Yang Wushuang is very rigid, he even wants to commit suicide in order to keep the family secret in the original book.
But this rigidity made Rod really accept the broken family. After all, no one would hate this one size fits all family.
So, Haotian Sect is really damned!
After a while, the rain stopped. It was strange to say that it was not a tropical rainforest climate, but sometimes the weather in the sunset forest changed very quickly.
As the rain stopped, it seemed that a certain switch was turned on, and the spirits around showed their teeth and glared at Rod and others.
But Yang Wushuang quickly summoned the spirit of Wu to the ground, and the mighty soul power spread out, as if the world was dark.
"Go away!!!"
"Sobbing -!"
"Jijijijiji --!"
"Hiss!"
In the face of such a terrible threat, a group of spirits and beasts have changed their faces and fled in fear. They dare not have the idea of staying more.
This is from the fear of the strong of life instinct.
Rod could not help feeling that he was holding the right thigh.
It is called "dead horse running on the mountain".
According to the direction that Rod pointed out before, Yang Wushuang led the team, and the whole group reached the destination after seven or eight kilometers.
Fortunately, because the destination was ravaged by thunder and lightning, leaving deep traces, one of the soul hunters in the Wulin Hall quickly locked the specific location in the air.
Looking at the half dead beast in front of them, they fell silent.
Yang Wudi is silent because even he dare not take the thunder and lightning directly, and the spirit beast in front of him has shouldered it, and the spirit beast's breath is only a thousand years old.
It was the first time that the soul hunting team in the Wulin Hall met this kind of soul beast. Because they didn't want to expose their ignorance, they chose silence.
As for Rod, he was a little speechless.
The spirit beast that appeared in front of me was not the thundering Yan prison vine that would become stronger after being struck by thunder.
So.
What the hell is this?
Rod, who has the qualification to open the library of the Wulin Hall, has already remembered all the recorded soul and beast materials, but he can't recognize this badly cut tree in front of him.
However, soon Rodd did not get entangled. After all, the life of the spirit beast would not be unchanged. With the passage of time, the environment would change. After a long time, there would be some differences, that is, the so-called subspecies.
Although he doesn't know the specific ability of the beast in front of him, Rod has basically been able to determine the characteristics, strong vitality and lightning ability of the other party.
Yang Wushuang can't resist the thunder in the front, but this plant is not a soul beast with thousands of years of cultivation, and it is not the most powerful soul king realm when converted into human beings, but it has survived tenaciously. In addition to its own thunder attribute, it must have strong vitality to repair itself.
After all, Rod knew that the reason why the thunderous Yan prison rattan, who could bear the thunder and lightning without death, could live for ten thousand years by lightning, was that he relied on a strong vitality.
Although the tree in front of us is definitely not Thundering Yan prison vine, its various attributes are highly coincident with Thundering Yan prison vine.
Suddenly Rod thought of a possibility.
The so-called Thundering Yangaoteng was originally just an ordinary rattan spirit beast, but in the ancient legend, it evolved into Thundering Yangaoteng because it was infected with the blood of the god of thunder when he fell.
Even in some absurd rumors, if the thunder and Yan prison rattan can cultivate the spirit beast to 100000 years by thunder and lightning, he can become a god.
However, Rod sniffed at this, because he knew that it was impossible for a soul beast to become a god on Doura.
Even if you want to become a god, one hundred thousand years of cultivation is not enough. You must reach one million years.
However, the thunder and Yan prison rattan have a weak foundation. They can last for 50000 to 60000 years, and they have been regarded as a wizard in heaven. 100000 years? Not at all.
Although it is said that Lei Mingyan Guteng has grown rapidly since he entered the century, because of the particularity of his blood vessels, he has become a life reminder, and it is impossible for him to grow steadily. In the end, he will die suddenly because of excessive lightning energy.
It's not always good to have something to do with God. Once you can't grasp it, you will really suffer from old sin.
And if there is only one soul in this era that has the capital to become a god, there is only the deep-sea king of the devil whale in the sea area of the devil whale, which is infinitely close to the half god of the soul beast for millions of years.
get down to business.
Rod thought about it carefully. The god blood of the god of thunder fell on the rattan for no reason. Maybe the lightning attribute of some plant spirits came from this, but it was not as effective as the thundering hell rattan.
Atavism, evolutionary variation, special opportunities
These may have flashed through Rod's mind, but he soon put them down.
After pondering for a long time, Rod looked at Yang Wushuang and said.
"Brother Wushuang, this is an unknown plant spirit beast. Could you please confirm its cultivation? I think it is very suitable for the third soul ring of my bluesilver grass."
The Soul Hunting Team in the Wulin Hall was surprised. They didn't think that the Wulin that could let them protect the big people who hunted soul beasts was just a little blue silver grass.
However, those who can get to this position are old oil slickers. They know what to say and what not to say. They are still silent.
Yang Wushuang was silent for a long time, and finally nodded.
"I'll try."
Then Yang Wushuang entered the half dead beast in front of him.
The next second, the half dead spirit beast was split into charcoal, and sent out an amazing purple thunderbolt and rushed at Yang Wushuang.
"Hum!"
Yang Wushuang gave a cold snort of disdain, and instantly his body shone brightly, representing the seven soul rings for his spiritual cultivation.
Yellow, yellow, purple, black, black, black!
And with it comes the full body armor that can be completely condensed only by the Soul Saint.
Holding a ferocious dark soul breaking gun and wearing a black light, Yang Wushuang looks like a god of war.