Douluo: Summon the eight demons at the beginning

Chapter 63 Sea God Douluo, Bo Saixi
Above the sky, Ximu's figure covered the sky and the sun, with a ferocious smile.

With an angry face, Zhongsu rushed straight towards the sky, and the violent thunder filled the sky.

Rumbling--

The sky began to thunder, and the thunder in the sky destroyed all the scenes, and there was a burning smell in the air.

"Ximu, you are too rampant."

Xiao Feng opened his mouth and let out a breath, the hurricane swept across the sky, the wind and thunder galloped, and the thunder was shining brightly, like a doomsday scene.

"It's so scary. The devil's strength is so scary." Everyone watching the scene below was stunned.

"This kind of strength is at least level 98." Sword Douluo clenched the sword in his hand, fighting spirit surged in his heart.

"It's amazing." Tang San looked eagerly, one day he would reach this level.

In the distance, Tang Hao and Xie Tang San in black robes stood in the sky.

"One day, I will become stronger than the devil." Xie Tang San said excitedly with his eyes flickering.

Tang Hao next to him was shocked by the power of the demon. Looking at the terrifying wind, thunder and light in the sky, he couldn't help but take a step back.

But fortunately, he still has his own pride. He looked at Tang San and smiled with relief. Tang San's talent was much higher than his, and even without outside help, his spirit evolved into the Blue Silver Emperor.

Even Ah Yin approves of you, child.

That sweet smile appeared in Tang San's heart, and he couldn't help crying.

In the sky, Bo Saixi, who came all the way from Sea God Island, was a little surprised. The strength of the three demons in front of him had already reached level 99.

According to her previous investigation, the strength of the demon is not so amazing. Could it be that the evolution of the demon is so fast?
There was a bit of crisis in her heart, and she looked down coldly, no matter what it is, as long as it dares to be unfavorable to human beings, it is the enemy of human beings.

The power of wind and thunder is inherently attractive, and they are attracted together as soon as they meet, and together they wreak havoc toward Ximu in the sky.

Ximu laughed coldly and waved his hand repeatedly. The sky seemed to be ordered, the vision dissipated, and the thunder and hurricane disappeared without a trace.

The sky became clear and the sun hung high.

Ximu was above the sky, intact, as if the action just now was as easy as a gesture to him.

Zhongsu and Xiaofeng, who had issued a joint blow, looked shocked, feeling their attacks suddenly dissipate, and deep puzzlement appeared in their minds.

"What was that just now, Ximu?"

Sao Feng finally came to his senses and asked with a serious expression and cold eyes.

"Hehe, why did I tell you Xiao Feng." Xi Mu looked down from a high position, with a sarcastic expression, not paying attention to the brotherhood at all.

"Ximu, you'd better not mess with me." Zhongsu's emotions were tyrannical, with bursts of thunder surrounding his body.

"Pay attention to the tone of your voice. I'm not that good-for-nothing Holy Master."

"Holy Master? Ximu, have you seen the Holy Master? And how did you get out?" Xiao Feng was full of doubts.

But next to him, Zhongsu could no longer stand the other party's arrogance and went berserk again.

"Ah! Ximu, you have to pay for your actions!"

Thick thunder shot straight into the sky, shattering the sky with a crack.

Ximu spat out a mouthful of blood with a puff, his arrogance fell silent instantly, and his face was full of disbelief, "How is it possible? How could you break my sky?"

Zhongsu poured into the thunder with both hands, and the thunder increased tenfold in an instant, the sky and the earth trembled again, and the lightning sparks all over the sky fell like raindrops.

The people below were terrified and ran away in panic.

"The chrysanthemums are broken, there are injuries all over the place, and the flowers fall and people are heartbroken!" A huge chrysanthemum appeared in the sky, blocking the thunder for Wuhun Palace.

The corner of Yueguan's mouth was bleeding, and he held up a lotus flower by gritting his teeth.

The crowd ran past in a panic. Thunder and lightning continued to fall below, creating large holes in the ground. Everyone from the soul master to the soul saint were chopped into charred corpses.

"I have a sword that can kill gods and demons, and kill both gods and demons!"

Sword Douluo rushed up into the sky with the Seven Killing Sword in his hand. Behind him, Ning Fengzhi stood up solemnly, the Seven Treasures Glazed Tower in his hand shining brightly.

"Seven Treasures are famous, and one is called Power!"

"..."

brush--

A slash was swung out, and the thunder was chopped off at the waist. After struggling a few times, it dissipated into the sky and the earth, and the sky became quiet in an instant.

Sword Douluo retracted his sword and left, leaving only a tall and straight figure behind.

The crowd cheered excitedly: "We are saved!"

"It's Sword Douluo, it's Sword Douluo who saved us!"

Everyone cheered, and before they were happy for a long time, the huge pillar of thunder broke through the sky, causing a huge explosion.

"Boom--"

The power of thunder was like destroying the world, Ximu spit out a mouthful of blood again, and his breath became more sluggish.

"No, Zhongsu, stop it!"

"Huh!" A thunder flashed, Zhongsu suddenly grabbed Ximu's neck, his eyes were cold, "Ximu, you'd better give me an explanation."

"Ahem, I just recovered a little bit of strength. Ah~" Ximu replied with difficulty, the violent thunder made him tremble all over.

"Ants are always just ants." Zhongsu increased his strength and tortured each other severely.

Ximu was in so much pain that he almost fainted.

"Okay Zhongsu, let's call it a day!" Seeing that it was almost done, Xiao Feng came out to smooth things over.

They are not the only ones here, there are so many humans watching below.

Zhongsu threw Ximu away in disgust, landed on top of the ancient stone tablet, and loudly announced: "The ancient stone tablet is mine! Ants, surrender to me: Or, die!"

Thousands of thunders raged and fell towards the bottom.

This time the thunder was not the aftermath of the battle just now, the violent power could easily defeat the titled Douluo.

Sword Douluo raised his sword and rushed forward to brag twice, but only cut off two thunderbolts.

"The Pope is not good, he can't stop it."

As soon as the ghost and moon pass static domains were cast, they were shattered in an instant, and their faces were shocked.

The strength of this demon is simply beyond the standard, too strong!

Ximu stood in the sky, clutching his neck, looking at the thousands of thunders in horror, his heart was greatly shocked.

The strength of China and the Soviet Union has recovered to this level. No wonder they can defeat me.

Damn it, why am I not the only one recovering my strength?

Ximu resented in his heart.

In the secret room of Wuhun Palace, the Holy Master is observing this place.

Above the ancient stone tablet, Zhongsu's ferocious smile flashed with thunder and lightning, and thunder fell from the sky one after another, making everyone panic.

The Holy Master was worried, would these people not be able to survive?
If so many people died at once, he didn't know if his divine power was enough to eliminate the impact.

"Damn it, there's no other way?" Ning Fengzhi gritted his teeth and clenched his fist, holding a spell in his hand, a little hot.

If that doesn't work, he's ready to use spell power.

Zhongsu looked down at death, a group of tiny ants trying to escape under his thunder, what a delusion!
The thunder was about to land, and despair appeared on people's faces.

At this moment, heavy rain suddenly fell in the sky, and the tyrannical thunder was instantly washed away by the rain and disappeared into the air.

wow~
It was raining heavily, and a holy woman descended from the sky, noble as a god.

(End of this chapter)