285 Soul 1

The sudden attack immediately broke the balance between Lin Long and the twelve wooden piles. The small gap that could only be used was completely blocked by the newly added one at this moment.

His face was slightly solemn, and his eyes stared at the thirteen wooden piles mixed in all directions. The next moment, the wooden piles quickly came to the body, and the strong wind pressure made Lin Long's breathing stagnate.

With a deep breath, Lin Long's soul surged wildly in his body, and the strange oblique side of his body dodged the two oncoming wooden piles.

Before the arc of dodging was completely suppressed, Lin Long's toes suddenly stepped on the stake, and his figure quickly flashed to another stake, with a huge pile on one side of his head. Sticking to his ear, he flew over dangerously.

After a month of adaptation, Lin Long's dodge speed is far from comparable to that of twelve wooden piles, although it is dangerously inserted every time. However, it is always difficult to hit him.

The oppression brought by the wooden stake that penetrated made Linlong's skin hurt, but he did not dare to open the soul gas protection. At this time, every trace of soul gas must be used in the most important place, otherwise once the soul gas is exhausted, it will wait for him. There is only a tragic knot out of the venue, and during this period, this kind of knot. Always with him.

The primary and low-level soul is to deal with people. It is far from enough to support Lin Longdi's profliance. So. He must be extremely stingy to control every trace of soul in his body and consume it correctly.

"If only people could evolve once. There is no need to be so "saving and frugal" anymore..." Avoid the attack of the eleventh wooden stake. Lin Long couldn't help thinking about it.

The wooden pile passed by. The twelf wooden pile. It's tricky to shoot. However, Lin Long has been prepared for this for a long time. Standing on a wooden stake, the toes of the ground rotate slightly. The whole sole of the foot. Unexpectedly, only the toes are buckled on the wooden stake. Suddenly. The whole body. That is, the tilt becomes a devious * tilt arc.

"Wo..." The stake is only half an inch away from the body. Whistling past. Sharp and vigorous. Let Delinlong grin and take a breath of geological change.

When the tail of the twelfth stake leaves. Lin Long's face suddenly changed. Behind you. Unexpectedly, another more rapid momentum came.

Adapt to the attack of twelve wooden stakes. Lin Long spent more than 20 days. Only then did you grasp the attack trajectory between them. Now Lao Sheng suddenly joined the thirteenth one. But it made him a little helpless.

Feel the approaching strength, Lin Long slowly exhaled in his heart, and his eyes suddenly closed at this moment. Listen to the oppressive wind behind him. The hair on Lin Long**'s back is like a tentacle. Shake gently.

With the help of vigorous oppression, Lin Long's closed- Eyes turned out to be a picture of the traces of the wooden pile attack. In this timeless mind, Lin Long actually saw the attack trajectory of the wooden pile and the ground power contained in it very thoroughly. The best way to avoid it is also natural. It comes to mind.

The outside world, looking at Lin Long, who suddenly closed his eyes, Lao Sheng's eyes lit up slightly and whispered in surprise, "This little guy actually knows how to use the power of soul perception?"

When a wooden stake appeared in Lin Long's mind, his body also suddenly twisted strangely. His palms held his head, and his body fell straight down. At the moment when he fell to the ground, the huge wooden stake was close to the front door, shot through, oppressing the wind, making Lin Long's ears There is a faint rise.

Surprisingly, he avoided the attack of the thirteenth wooden stake. Lin Long's toes were a little on the wooden pile, and his body shot out sharply. Finally, he fell firmly on the ground, pulled his shirt and casually put it on his body.

With a long breath, Lin Long had no time to talk to Lao Sheng, so he sat on the ground and quickly took out a small bottle from the black and red iron, tilted the mouth of the bottle, and two stone balls rolled out.

"Er, is the gas return stone about to run out? It seems that we have to go quarrying in the future.

Looking at the remaining two separate spiritual stones, Lin Long shook his head helplessly, threw one of them into his mouth, and then quickly put his hands on the print of learning.

Sitting on the ground, Lin Long quickly entered the learning state. After a month of training, he knew that every time after his soul exhaustion, it was the best time to learn. At this time, the cells and muscles in his body would be more greedy than ever.

With the learning state and the stability of breathing, a faint stream of energy hovered around Linlong, and after touching his skin pores, it was like ** touching a sponge and being swallowed up by his greed.

As learning continues, the energy around Lin Long's body is getting thicker and thicker, and the momentum has not decreased at all.

His finger tapped on the stone wall, Lao Sheng calculated Lin Long's learning time, and suddenly raised the tip of his eyebrows. Today, Lin Long's learning time seems to be longer than usual.

According to Lao Sheng's calculation, the soul gas that can be stored in the young man's body should be almost full, right? But Lin Long still has no intention of stopping...

"Is it... going to break through the six-star examiner?"

The tapping finger paused slightly, and Lao Sheng's heart moved and laughed softly, "That's good. Originally, my bottom line was to reach the six-star examiner in a month and a half, but this little guy saved half a month. It seems that the forest fight some time ago is good for him.

He stared at Lin Long, who closed his eyes tightly, and the old Sheng with his poisonous eyes suddenly saw something wrong. He frowned and said, "The breakthrough is still a little reluctant. It seems that he needs a little outside power."

After a slight meditation, Lao Shengqu's fingers bounced, and a wisp of strength ejected from between his fingers, hitting Lin Long's head directly, and immediately knocked him out of his learning state.

Being disrupted by learning, Lin Long suddenly stared at Lao Sheng. This kind of breakthrough opportunity is not easy to meet.

"Idiot. According to your forced breakthrough, even if you successfully enter the six-star exam, you will have to rest for a month. Do you have so much time to consume?" Lin Long glanced at him and scolded Lao Sheng.

Hearing the words, Lin Long suddenly withered down and made a breakthrough in a month. It was indeed a little outweighed. He sighed and howled reluctantly, "What a good opportunity."

He rolled his eyes and cursed, "I didn't say that I didn't have a chance. Now I'm on the stake immediately. I opened fifteen wooden stakes!"

"Fifteen?" As soon as the corners of his mouth were pulled, Lin Long couldn't wait to raise his middle finger to Lao Sheng. His limit was thirteen or fifteen, and he would be directly blown away, right?

"Idiot, won't you take down the big iron bus?" Looking at Lin Long, who refused to go up, Lao Sheng scolded with tears and laugh, "You only need an opportunity to make a smooth breakthrough now. Don't delay!"

It sounds like you can take off the big iron bus. Lin Long's eyes suddenly lit up, his feet were slightly bent, and he shouted low. His palms grasped the ruler handle. On his arm, the blue veins agitated, pulled out one of the generals hard, and then inserted them heavily on the ground in front of him.

As soon as the big iron bus left the body, Lin Long suddenly floated up a lot. The soul flowing in the body. Like a flash flood, it rolls wildly in the meridians. The full sense of power, accompanied by the continuous sound of bones, spread all over Lin Long's whole body.

Once again, he felt the almost reborn pleasure. Lin Long was like drinking a bowl of iced sour plums in the hot sun, and the pores of his whole body were filled with a kind of pleasure evaporation from the bones.

When his toes touched the ground, Lin Long only felt that he was suddenly as light as a feather. He looked up at fifteen wooden stakes suspended in mid-air, grinned, and kicked his toes. His body was like a cannonball. He shot on a stake and stood firmly.