In fact, it was not only the Thundering Hell Vine that wanted Ma Hongjun's Birdcage, but the Chongming Bird actually wanted it too after learning that the Birdcage could really protect against lightning.
But Ma Hongjun told it that although the Faye birdcage could avoid thunder, it might not be able to avoid thunder catastrophe, and promised Chongming Bird that he would make more Faye birdcages for it in the future.
It would be great if it is useful, but if it is not useful, you can keep the others for future use when you come to Thunder Valley to practice.
So it's not that Ma Hongjun doesn't want to give the Master's Birdcage to the Thunder Hell Vine, but even if it is given to it, given its cultivation method of being struck by lightning all the time, it would be useless to give it the Master's Birdcage.
Also, Thunder Hell Vine thought that Ma Hongjun was a hundred thousand year old soul beast that had transformed into a soul beast, so he was willing to sacrifice it to him, and even wanted to marry him in the future.
But Ma Hongjun is a human being and already has a lover, so how could he still marry her?
So there is no possibility for them to negotiate.
Although Ma Hongjun coveted its soul ring, he was sincere in planning a way out for it.
You know, even if he doesn't covet the soul ring of the Thunder Hell Vine, with its current cultivation level, he will definitely not live long.
Therefore, if there had not been this accidental conflict between it and Ma Hongjun, Ma Hongjun would have stayed here until the moment it blew itself up, and then he would have given it a ride.
Although waiting to pick up the soul ring seems a bit shameless, Ma Hongjun never considers himself a gentleman, but a rogue, so it is shameless to be shameless, and he has nothing to be embarrassed about.
As soon as I felt something strange in my body, four purple-gold bamboo vines came out in front of me, eight of them in pairs, spreading their teeth and claws like demonic dragons in front of my back.
"Is it dead? In this situation, is it actually trying to occupy the magpie's nest?"
Ma Hongjun awkwardly controlled his eight legs and pulled them out of the ground. He looked up at the Chongming Bird, which flew over even at the risk of a catastrophe. He pretended to be fierce and said, "I'm just worried that you haven't completely absorbed the Thunder Hell Vine." The soul ring."
The other eight are divided into eight from my tail vertebra and extend inward, as if eight bamboo-like vine tails like dragons and pythons are missing.
As he said that, Yan Xuhuan's figure quickly dissipated, and he also attacked Yang Xiaorou, taking the initiative to melt the last remaining resentment of his soul into Yang Xiaorou's sea of consciousness.
Although Yan did not feel the breath of the soul beast under Ma Hongjun when he used his remnant soul to integrate his own blood and the power of thunder into Ma Hongjun's body, how could you be so vague? , the soul beast aura under him will be completely refined?
The Chongming Bird tried its best to restrain its aura, flew around Ma Hongjun cautiously, and said, "He has turned into a half-human, half-animal monster. Is he still calling you worried?"
Yang Xiaorou was startled, staring at the illusory figure appearing in the sea of consciousness, and blurted out, "Is it him? Xiao Zhuang!"
At the same time, as the power of thunder from the soul ring transformed my body, a little while later, when Ma Hongjun felt something strange happened to my body, a clear and sweet strange laughter sounded suddenly. rang in my mind.
"It's possible. There are humans who can't all have hundred thousand year soul rings from one ring to the next. If they want to attack you, there is a way!"
"He only inherited your bloodline, and he also merged with my aunt. Come on, feel the gift you gave him!"
"How did it go so smoothly?"
Just after it was over, when I saw the four purple-gold vines coming out of Yang Xiaorou's back, I thought Yang Xiaorou was lucky enough to have obtained two more sets of soul bones, so I was concerned.
"From now on, he will always carry your bloodline. Until one day, he can no longer bear the destructive power of thunder, and he will go to destruction with you because of the good intentions in the world."
"The seventh martial soul that uses its true body as its martial soul. Isn't that the seventh martial soul he gave you?"
"Your dear Sister Yan, thank him for gifting you the seventh martial spirit and the Thunder Hell Vine bloodline. You are so grateful to him. I wish him good luck all the way!"
At that time, with a bang, the purple lightning swirling under the fiery figure Yan suddenly surged and turned into blood-colored thunderbolts, and your scarlet eyes became more and more blood-red, not to mention a pair of red and white blood-colored horns. , growing out of your rough and white forehead.
Yang Xiao softly explained to Chongmingniao, controlled the eight legs transformed into vines, and moved awkwardly towards Thunder Valley.
And that's still the end, look at my eight legs sitting cross-legged on the ground. From the moment I felt something strange in my body, it had not completely turned into two small ones and one big one. Eight thick vine roots were deeply rooted in the scorched earth under the cliff top. middle.
Immediately afterwards, Ma Hongjun denied in his heart, "It is possible, absolutely possible. Even if Yan's soul ring has no repulsion on you, the power of destructive thunder contained in its soul ring may be so gentle and will definitely destroy you crazily." How could it be so difficult for your body to integrate into your body?”
Ma Hongjun scanned his whole body with his spiritual consciousness, over and over again, and even after searching for many times, he still found nothing.
It’s a pity that I’m not sure!
"Thunder, the cardinal of yin and yang, commands the foundation of all things in the world, directs life and kills, and is in charge of the prosperity and decline of all things. How can there be someone less crazy than him?"
As the saying goes, there is a burden to rely on!
Ma Hongjun said warmly, as for Xiaozhuang, I thought that I would definitely be able to negotiate with Yan, so I gave him the name "There is no thunder in the world" for Xiaozhuang.
"Now, you have completely integrated your own blood and thunder power with him."
The seven limbs and bones, the seven internal organs, even the golden-red blood rushing like magma in my body, as well as the meridians all over my body, etc., are all nourished by the gentle, water-like thunder power coming from the purple gold soul ring.
The operation of the Thunder Hell Vine made Chongming curse in an angry manner, but it was unheard of. Then he said, "Chongli, what is he going to do?"
Ma Hongjun pointed to the Thunder Valley behind his eyes and said calmly, "Exit the tribulation right there!"
Of course, Ma Hongjun's super weak combat power that can compete with you with a tenth grade cultivation level is also one of the reasons why you are a human being who doubts Yang Xiaorou's body.
Ma Hongjun's expression changed, and with a thought, the two winged divine dragons transformed into the remnant soul of the Ice and Fire Dragon King quickly flew up from the innate Tai Chi soul vortex, and circled around me for seven weeks.
Not to mention that Ma Hongjun's first to first rings are all hundred thousand year soul rings, and his cultivation level has also returned to the tenth level, completely regressing into the mature stage before his transformation.
Just like what you said, without the existence of the Thunder Hell Vine bloodline and the seventh martial spirit, Ma Hongjun would be like you, constantly being struck by lightning until one day, the power of thunder in his body could no longer be suppressed. Hold on, it explodes with a bang.
Of course, you can’t say that I am a half-orc, just like the swan boy Xue Ji, the cat boy Amy Jiuer, or even Wolf Bandit and the mermaid from Little Overseas, who are half-human and half-beast.
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But now that we have met, now that we have reached an agreement and it is him who dies and not you who dies, I can only fight to the death with the Thunder Hell Vine.
The purple-gold soul ring should be filled with the power of destructive violent thunder, just like the soul ring of the thousand-year-old bluesilver grass I had absorbed, it continued to blend into my body as gently as water.
"Hahaha, Ma Hongjun, how does it feel to get your wish?"
Although beforehand, Ma Hongjun would definitely find a way to find the seed of life left by the Thunder Hell Vine and help cultivate its children for a period of time to make up for his debt to it.
"What opportunity?" Chongmingniao asked.
"So he wants you to turn into a soul beast and be struck by lightning every day like him. It's just because he doesn't want to."
Ma Hongjun cursed loudly, and stopped when he saw Yan's dissipating body. He said pretentiously, "I forgot to tell him. Although you are a human being, you cannot be reborn in Nirvana."
Ma Hongjun had thoughts flashing in his mind, took a deep breath, and returned to the inner world.
"Then what's going on, Chong Li? Did he absorb the soul ring of the Thundering Hell Vine? How could it be like that?"
With a human head and a vine body, and a human vine tail, the eight thundering hell vines on the front of the back are twisting and turning like a four-clawed fish with two legs missing. The purple and gold lightning is swirling all over the body. Yang Xiaorou has not yet undergone the transformation of Yan's thundering hell vine bloodline, and has become a half-person. A half-human monster.
Of course, that actually has nothing to do with the characteristics of the Thunder Hell Vine. What other soul beasts do in their dead predecessors, apart from allowing this soul master to be tolerated in the human world, all it brings is that it turns him into a possessor. They're just half-orcs without soul beast blood.
To be honest, I have never seen such a vicious soul beast. It is truly a lunatic whose growth must be restricted even by heaven and earth.
"Giggle!"
"Zhuo! What a complete madman!"
"Keke, are you just realizing it now, Ma Hongjun? Does he think it's too late?"
"Hiss! Evil!"
Of course, with Ma Hongjun's current cultivation level, I will definitely give up practicing from now on because I am worried about being struck by lightning. But as long as I want to practice, being struck by lightning is not inevitable.
Time passed quickly, and it took a long time. Not to mention the internal organs and the golden-red blood rushing in the body, not even a trace in every bone marrow and every cell seemed to be detectable. Purple-gold lightning flashes intertwined.
"What did he do to you?"
As he spoke, Yan's figure turned into dots of purple light amid Ganhe's wanton smile, completely blending into Ma Hongjun's sea of consciousness and disappearing.
Yan's whole body was covered with blood-colored electric light, a blue-purple thunder lake on his body, and a lavender thunder eye in front of him. He stared at Ma Hongjun on the other side of the sea of consciousness with hatred, and said with a sweet smile, "Does he want your soul ring?" ? That’s bad, my aunt will help him.”
However, as the soul power in the purple gold soul ring is continuously integrated into the body, Ma Hongjun is waiting for the destruction of the destructive violent thunder power. The expected soul shock of the ten thousand year soul ring, or even the thunder. The strength of Hell Vine is terrifying, and there may be no impact on the soul.
Ma Hongjun stopped, turned around and stared at the Chongming Bird for a moment, then said, "Chongming, there is no golden opportunity for him to transform right now. How dare he try it?"
"..., blah blah blah,..., Xiaozhi is not like that!"
The extremely beautiful man was like a dancing lightning butterfly, turning gracefully in Ma Hongjun's sea of consciousness, and said in a clear voice, "What little Zhuang? My aunt's name is Yan!"
"Bad son, please feel the gift you have given him. My aunt is waiting for him to accompany you, gurgling!"
Of course, although he is not a gentleman in the eyes of many people, as a principled and flexible bottom line, how could Ma Hongjun be a gentleman?
Yan laughed nervously and said, "What have you done? Even if you die, my aunt, you will drag him to be buried with you."
At this time, except for the core source of life, the transformed 100,000-year-old soul beast will be different from humans. So how can you feel the breath of the soul beast under Ma Hongjun?
Time passed rapidly, Ma Hongjun once again used the power of the fire god to protect himself, peeling off the first soul ring, and then used half of the vitality contained in the blue silver grass within 10,000 meters in front of him to repair his injured body and soul. , until a little hour passed, and it was not half an hour anymore, and the soul ring of the Thunder Hell Vine was about to end and dissipate, then it was pulled behind him and absorbed.
"By the way, in a sense, from now on, she is not only his seventh martial spirit, but also his mother, haha!"
It's like the Thunder Hell Vine. It integrated its own blood into Ma Hongjun's body, allowing me to possess the half-human, half-plant body martial spirit. It was indeed considered to have brought Ma Hongjun the seventh martial spirit. But the Thunder Hell Vine bloodline you gave to Yang Xiaorou, The half-orc who turned me into a half-human, half-plant also gave me a way to die.
At the same time, the sheer white silk, purple miniskirt, and off-shoulder purple bottoms that transformed under you also instantly transformed into a suit of thunder armor, accompanied by small patches of snow-white, exposed behind Ma Hongjun's eyes.
Although changed and unchanged are actually the same, it can be seen anyway.
"It's possible. How could that happen?"
Ma Hongjun had never heard of that kind of situation. Looking inside himself, he found that in addition to the integration of the thunder power coming from the soul ring, my seven limbs, seven internal organs, and even the golden red blood rushing in my body were , there was no purple-gold lightning in the intertwined flashes, and nothing else was normal.
"How is that possible?"
Ma Hongjun asked back, then his expression suddenly changed drastically, and he said in a hot voice, "Tell me, what exactly did he do to you?"
Although I am sure that in his heyday, Yan's conspiracy would have succeeded with a small probability, but I have never heard of Yan's kind of reverse operation, so I didn't think about it.
"From now on, he is not you, you are not him, and he does not have a martial soul anymore, and he does not have the seventh martial soul that his aunt gave him, the Thunder Hell Vine. Are you feeling depressed?"
As the crazy and weird laughter sounded, an illusory figure appeared in Ma Hongjun's consciousness. He had high boots, white stockings and small white legs, a devilish figure, purple hair like a waterfall, and a long bloody whip in the shape of a bamboo joint in his hand. His seven sense organs are rough, his eyes are scarlet, he carries eight pairs of purple thunder wings, and his whole body is surrounded by lightning bolts.
"Given Yan's hatred for you, he wants to die with you. How could that happen?"
"Blank! Madman! You want shrimp and pig heart even if you die!"
Ma Hongjun was filled with doubts and thought, "Is it because your last desperate blow completely wiped out its soul that its soul ring has no repulsion towards you?"
But as the soul ring of the Thunder Hell Vine was completely integrated into Ma Hongjun's body, and when it saw that Ma Hongjun's legs had completely turned into eight vines and pierced into the scorched earth on the ground, the Chongming Bird's expression completely changed.
In addition, as soon as Yan's soul ring ended, there was a moistening sound again. I checked my body over and over again, but I didn't notice anything strange. Until something strange appeared in my body, when I realized it, it was already done. It was not too late to change. .
"Could he be that bad-hearted?"
"Shameful! Hateful! Why don't you have that kind of soul beast?"
Although Ma Hongjun's strength is slightly lower than yours, you doubt that no human being can compete with you who have a cultivation level of 72,000 years at the tenth level.
Being a dependant who is burdened with all kinds of things and bound by all the worldly things is my choice.
