Douluo's monastic career

"No one can hurt Xiao Wu in front of me~" Tang San's dark red pupils seemed to drip blood.

Tang Chen's corpse rapidly aged and decayed, turning into fine sand and sliding down.

Tang San gathered the Eight Spider Lances, his face flushed, his body became more and more imposing, but his mental state was extremely abnormal.

A voice suddenly sounded in his mind, full of temptation: The demigod-level powerhouse successfully devoured it, and the completion rate of the Raksha Nine Tests was 30.00%!
Tang San's eyes were full of longing, great-grandfather...

Worth it!

The black mist with a radius of hundreds of miles was divided into areas vertically and horizontally, and the internal fighting sounded one after another. The winner one second may become the prey the next.

"roar~"

"Chirp~"

A hundred-foot-long three-headed devil tiger and a sky-covering gale eagle attacked the Rakshasa God one by one, blocking all the opponent's backs faintly.

"Beasts! If it wasn't for the big formation, I would have slaughtered you with a wave of my hand!"

Rakshasa let out a low shout, and showed his sharpness as he waved the magic sickle in his hand.

At this time, Rakshasa God's hair was a little messy, his armor was scratched, and there was a depression on his left chest, which was left from fighting a fierce beast that was nearly 90 years ago.

If it wasn't for the divine armor, I'm afraid~
Suddenly, a look of joy flashed in Rakshasa God's eyes, and he already sensed that his spare tire would soon take over the position of God!
In today's world, even his majestic Lord God feels dangerous!
He can run away!

In the center of the Ten Thousand Spirits Formation, the Silver Dragon King was wearing silver armor and holding a long spear, piercing, stabbing, blocking, holding, pointing, dialing...

Every move was executed with incomparable sharpness and simplicity, leaving traces in the void where the spear glowed.

One gun and one sword, collisions continue!

However, God Shura changed his usual fierce and domineering sword posture, and used defense to attack, and melted his strength with roundness.

"Hehe, I haven't seen Shura in a few years, why do I feel like you are dying!" The gun in the Silver Dragon King's hand became more urgent, like a storm.

"Heh! Only by relying on the formation technique can we truly gain a foothold in the god-king class. What qualifications do you have to judge me!"

"Do you know what will happen to Qingya duck after it dies?"

As the Silver Dragon King swung his silver spear, dots of cold light gathered, and a silver dragon several feet thick rushed out of the spear, disrupting the laws of the elements, and rushed towards God Shura.

"Break!" Asura slashed vertically with concentration, reducing complexity to simplicity, a red light appeared on the edge of the sword, and slashed at the silver dragon.

"Clang~"

The spears and swords collided again, and the silver and red divine lights shot up into the sky, temporarily driving back all the black and red fog within a hundred meters.

With sharp eyes, the Silver Dragon King looked at God Shura, who was so close at hand, and said provocatively: "Duck, of course your mouth is stiff!"

"Boom~"

The Thunder of the Meteor God kept ringing in the sky, and even God Shura didn't know how many gods had died at this time!
But the dense black fog in the formation was stained red by the escaping blood, which could reverse the cruelty in the formation.

But he knew that this battle was absolutely inevitable.

The spear of the Silver Dragon King is sometimes like a storm, sometimes facing a spring breeze, sometimes treacherous and changeable, and sometimes pretty and agile, as if the creator is waving his hand and painting.

"boom!"

"Tread! Tread! Tread!"

After another confrontation, God Shura's body softened, and he couldn't help but took three steps back.

"Hehe, Shura will surely perish here!"

The silver pupils of the Silver Dragon King were unknowingly covered with a layer of blood, and the attacks became more violent unknowingly.

The Silver Dragon King's mind is connected with the formation, and the enjoyment bonus is even greater, and at the same time, he can feel everything in the formation at this time.

At this time, the confrontation between the spirit beast and the gods in the formation became more intense, and the sound of self-explosion was endless, but the spirit beast had a clear advantage. As long as he killed God Shura here, great things would be accomplished.

Didn't the Dragon God Zongtian battle back then lose too many god-king-level powerhouses?
God Shura is now alone, and his condition is not good. This is an opportunity given to him by the heavens, how can he not seize it!
"kill!"

The Silver Dragon King shouted coquettishly, the elements of the seven elements in the world gathered together, the power of the law was added to him, and the combat power soared by a large amount.

"Clang~"

God Shura took another three steps back, his face was as cold as iron, and his murderous aura grew stronger, but no one knew that God Shura's inner doubts were getting bigger and bigger.

Something is wrong, this formation is absolutely wrong!
He is one of the five giants in the God Realm, and even the two God Kings are slightly inferior to him in terms of killing.

His Shura position is based on killing and ruling. As the killing in the formation gets heavier, his strength is also increased invisibly, but this level of increase is definitely not normal!

Moreover, the energy released by the fallen creatures in the formation secretly gathered towards him to supplement his consumption.

As if deeply afraid that he would lose!
The Silver Dragon King wished that he would die immediately, she absolutely didn't know about the effect of this!

There is absolutely no way this formation was created by the soul beasts!
Layers of fog dissipated, and an unlikely answer appeared in God Shura's heart:
The Pope of Wuhundian is behind the scenes, he is not a traitor!He wants the soul beasts and the gods to suffer both!

But in this way, even if he and the Silver Dragon King died together, can the Pope alone deal with the other four giants in the God Realm?

He's in his early 50s, right?

What is his confidence?
While resisting the Silver Dragon King's attack, God Shura analyzed quickly in his heart.

"Silver Dragon Break!"

The power of the seven elements gathered together, and a little bit of cold light was pointed on the Shura Divine Sword. Divine power, strength, and elemental power poured in together, and the Shura God spurted out a mouthful of blood and retreated again and again.

"Heh, you were distracted during the battle, Shura, have you lived a comfortable life for too long?"

As soon as the blow was successful, the Silver Dragon King's eyes became more serious, and the attack in his hands was not slow at all, as if he was about to pick Shura God under the spear in the next moment.

With the passage of time, under the blessing of the big formation, the Silver Dragon King became more and more powerful. In the eyes of God Shura, the Silver Dragon King was not weaker than himself in the period of complete victory.
And with the secret support of the formation, he was still able to resist the attack of the Silver Dragon King with his seriously injured body.

Ah!He, the majestic Asura God, will be tricked one day.

God Shura looked at the increasingly berserk Silver Dragon King, and heard the thunder of the Meteor God echoing from the sky. It was clearly a trap, but he couldn't break it at all.

Is it possible to expect the Silver Dragon King, who has a vendetta against him, to calm down and stop?
"kill!"

Killing intent flashed in God Asura's eyes, blessed with the power of the god position, his aura was as lofty as the sky, leading the sky to want you to die, and you had to die domineeringly.

A sword is stronger than a sword, no longer hidden.

The fierce collision between the two caused the formation to tremble.

However, the Silver Dragon King, who was in the midst of a catastrophe, did not doubt at all why God Shura was so strong, he believed that God Shura had been hiding his strength, and that the opponent had always been very strong.

Somewhere in the Ten Thousand Spirits Formation, Golden God leaped up, held a sword in his hand and slashed a Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear on the spot.

Just as a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, countless vines struck, covering the Golden God as if covering the sky and the sun.

"court death!"

Countless streaks of golden sword energy flew out of the takraw ball, tearing apart the vines, defusing the surprise attack.

Jin Shen walked out from the broken vines, the smile on his face froze in place, and a trace of fear appeared in his eyes.

The three giant beasts with wounds all over their bodies had rushed towards them with an aura of madness, and the aura was extremely tragic.

"Boom~Boom~Boom~"

"Boom~"

Three loud bangs, extremely strong energy fluctuations enveloped the pale Golden God, followed by the thunder of the Meteor God from the sky, and the death was extremely random.

The most terrifying thing in this massacre is not the enemy in the heyday, but the kind of enemy who is about to die and has red eyes.

No one knows whether the other party will explode immediately.

Golden God is not the first main god to fall in the Spirit Formation, nor will it be the last.

The sound of the self-detonation echoed continuously between the heaven and the earth, matching the thunder in the sky,
People, gods, and beasts all had red eyes, pushing this killing to a climax.

Three hundred miles behind Shanhaiguan, on the bank of the Nu River, No. [-], Bibidong, Guimei, and Yueguan looked at the huge screen in midair, motionless, like four statues.

"Gudong!"

Yue Guan swallowed nervously, wiped off the cold sweat that didn't exist: "This... this... I'm already more than half dead!"

Glancing at the small screen in the upper left corner of the screen for the first time, the various light spots on it are still disappearing non-stop, and said with a blank face:

"Get ready, it's up to you next!"

"Hmm, don't worry, it's ready! Just wait for them to arrive!"

In the first sea of ​​consciousness, the primordial spirit slowly formed seals, and a faint wave connected to the secret door of the formation.

In a moment, the God of Dawn and the God of Night also fell in the kung fu formation, and this battle seemed to have entered the final moment.

At this moment, God Shura's expression changed wildly when he was fighting with the Silver Dragon King. He could no longer feel the supply of the formation, and the channel that continuously conveyed energy to him was blocked.

The Silver Dragon King, who was fighting, instantly noticed the change of God Shura, and laughed wildly: "Sura, you can't do it, let's fall!"

Chapter 2 is late, still writing