Chapter 480

Soon, with the help of Qi Ling, Oscar finally recovered. It's also a shame to say that he is a food aid department soul master. He originally helped others to recover their soul power, but now he still needs others to help him recover his soul power.

"Ready, Oscar?" Qi Ling said with a smile, "I can't wait to see your new ability."

"All right, all right, boss Qi!" Oscar answered, carefully putting the bottle of a million gold coins in his hand. If it can be used to hold one million gold soul coins, how can it be worth ten thousand gold soul coins?

"Well, then come on!" Qi Ling said, "it's the first time I've ever fought with my soul."

It's absolutely incredible for an assistant soul master to fight with a strong attack soul master. Even if the Oscar gets Ning Rongrong's blessing, no one will think that he has a chance to win.

But after Oscar ate the mirror intestines in his hand, a dragon chant came from his body, and then a virtual shadow of the Dragon soared into the sky from his body, and then flew into his body, which was exactly the scene when the Dragon Emperor was attached.

After the Dragon Emperor was attached to the throne, the overbearing momentum came from Oscar, which made everyone feel shocked. Can Oscar really create a miracle?

"Come on, Oscar, don't mention it, just attack it!" Qi Ling said with a smile, "let me see the power of your soul skill."

"Then you'll see, elder Qi!" Oscar said, "the sixth soul skill: Dragon Well? What's going on? "

Oscar is planning to perform the sixth soul skill of the Dragon Emperor, only to find that his martial spirit doesn't respond at all. Not only does he have no fluctuation of soul power, but even the Soul Ring doesn't respond.

"Well, how could that be? This was not the case before! " Oskarton was melancholy. How could he pull his crotch like this for the first time? This is too depressing!

"Can it be that the age of the soul ring is not enough to launch the soul skill?" Qi Ling suddenly said, "my sixth soul ring is the 890000 year old dragon ring. Maybe it's a little more demanding."

"This Maybe that's the truth. " Oscar said helplessly, "I'll try another skill! The fifth soul skill: Dragon dominates the sky Well? How can this not work? "

"My fifth ring is 100000 years old, Oscar. Try something else." Qi Ling is also quite helpless to say.

At this time, Oscar only felt like crying without tears. Originally, he thought that if he got Qi's martial spirit, he could become as strong as him, but he didn't expect that the gap between them would be so big.

"Well, the third soul skill: Golden Dragon Armor!" This time, at least no more mistakes, Oscar successfully summoned the Golden Dragon Armor, golden armor covered him, but also looked decent.

"Well? That's great, Oscar. Let me give you a punch Seeing Oscar's Golden Dragon Armor, Qi Ling is eager to try. He also wants to know whether his fist can break his armor.

"No, boss Qi, don't get excited and show mercy!" Oscar shouts in a hurry, Qi Ling this fist goes down, even if gold saint Dragon Armor is all right, oneself also can't stand!

"Let me do it, elder Qi. I've long wanted to try your unique skill of becoming famous, Ba Long Quan!" Oscar said eagerly, "I think I can start this move, right? Elder Qi, you should be ready for defense! "

"Interesting! Dragon Emperor: attached! The third soul skill: Golden Dragon Armor Jinjia possession, Qiling and Oscar seem to stand on the same starting line.

"Take the move, boss Qi, dragon boxing!" Oscar said, the soul power converges on his right fist, and then he hits Qi Ling.

The momentum of this punch is amazing. It's really quite like Qi Ling's fighting style. Everyone is surprised. Oscar's soul skill is really amazing.

After being hit by the Oscar, Qi Ling only felt a huge force coming from his chest, which made his body almost unable to stand firm. There was a feeling of suffocation in his chest, and he finally understood what it felt like when his enemy was hit.

But at this time, a scream sounded, but Oscar, who was attacking, covered his right hand and fell to the ground in pain: "ah! My hand, my hand

Under the full attack just now, Qi Ling didn't react. On the contrary, Oscar's hand couldn't bear the fracture under the huge attack pressure.

Qi Ling is also helpless in this situation. It's only because Oscar chose the wrong object to copy. Do you think your body can bear it if you are an assistant soul master and copy a pure strength strong attack soul master?

At the same time, everyone knows a truth through what happened just now, because it has always been felt that Qi Lingqiang is strong in his martial spirit, but in fact, what is really strong is himself.

A powerful soul is just like a weapon in hand. However, it depends on the ability of the soul master to give full play to the strength of the soul.

It's a pity that such an eye-catching competition ended so hastily, but there's nothing they can do about it. People can only take Oscar to the medical room to treat his arm.After taking medicine for Oscar, Qi Ling said helplessly: "Oscar, in fact, if you choose the blue silver grass spirit of Xiao San or the Phoenix spirit of fat man, the effect will be much better. My spirit, you really can't control it."

Oscar also nodded, said: "indeed, Qi boss, the right choice, often produce twice the result with half the effort, later I will remember."

After that, Qi Ling gave all the people Longhua's first mission: to help Qibao Liuli sect, without any cost.

"Now our first task is to find help. After all, we are only relying on ourselves, and our strength is still weak." Qi Ling said, "in three days, we need to win over all the forces that can be won over to keep the seven treasures Liuli sect!"

"In addition, Rongrong and Xiaosan, you and I have to talk about some things with Lord Ning Fengzhi in person before we can confirm them."

After they accepted their tasks, they dispersed and took all the time to complete them. Qi Ling and Tang San, led by Ning Rongrong, went to Qibao Liuli sect.

At the first sight of Ning Fengzhi, Qi Ling can't believe that the middle-aged man with half white hair in front of him is really the elegant master Ning in the past?

"Lord Ning, how are you? You can't overwork. If you fall, it's like we've lost before we fight! " Qi Ling said to Ning Fengzhi with concern.