Douluo: Titled in the mother's womb, shocked Bibi Dong

Chapter 138 Using flesh and blood as soul power, Ma Hongjun’s terrifying method

Inside Xingluo City, it was like purgatory on earth.

The [-] soul masters that Davis had brought earlier were now seeing wisps of dark red light flowing out of their bodies, floating towards Ma Hongjun at the ruins of the palace.

Qian Feng pursed his lips and smiled, looking at Shui Bing'er not far away.

The latter bit his lower lip, with worry and a little anger in his eyes.

The two of them still had a lot to say, but the bloody net in front of them began to close, as if it was covering the entire Xingluo City.

Dai Mubai and others stood outside the city, with Davis stepping on his feet, who was already almost crazy.

"Hahaha~ Master Ma Hongjun's soul skills have been completed, and Qian Feng is dead! Let me go, and I can still spare you."

At this moment, Emperor Xingluo stepped forward and kicked Davis, who was in pain from up and down and fell into a coma.

Even though they were separated by the blood-colored shield, everyone could still vaguely see the situation inside from outside the city.

Anyone who is Soul Saint or above can clearly see the battle situation in the center.

At this time, the surroundings were full of people from Xingluo City. Emperor Xingluo sighed, and a group of ministers and people knelt down towards him from all directions.

"The Star Luo Empire encountered such a disaster because of the bastard prince Davis!"

"If it hadn't been for the rescue of Qian Feng, the young master of Wuhun Palace, the foundation of our Xingluo Empire would have been destroyed! This is a time of life and death. The ministers and the people will continue to retreat to avoid accidents."

Emperor Xingluo, who had been in power for many years, quickly calmed down and took corresponding countermeasures.

Dai Mubai, Zhu Zhuqing, and Shui Bing'er were looking intently at the golden light in the Xueluo Sky Net, concerned about Qian Feng's every move.

At this time, Qian Feng, who was in the Bloody Sky Net, naturally didn't know the situation outside.

As he floated in the air, a familiar voice sounded in his ears.

"Tsk, tsk, such a secret technique, the Blood Plague Ancestor is really willing to teach it." Lei Jun's figure is as vast as the sound of thunder, drums and bells.

Qian Feng frowned and flew towards the center of the palace in the city. All the soul masters he saw along the way were writhing in pain and wailing on the spot. He couldn't help but ask:

"Is there any help for these people?"

"They can't be saved. They are ordinary soul masters. They cannot fully use the power of the blood snake. To put it simply, they are just a container for cultivation. Now is the time to harvest."

Lei Jun's voice was calm as usual. The life and death of these people did not shock him at all.

Qianfeng sighed quietly, and Ma Hongjun raised his head and laughed: "Qianfeng, Qianfeng! In this Xingluo City, you can't escape with your wings!"

The opponent's soul power is still rising rapidly, 98.99?Extreme Douluo! ?
Not only that, Ma Hongjun's body began to expand rapidly, and it was vaguely the size of a hill. He sat down on the ruins of the imperial city, causing a burst of dust.

The Roushan Ma Hongjun's eyes were red, and the nine soul rings floating around him were constantly rotating, still absorbing the soul power of a hundred thousand soul masters.

Qian Biao was a little surprised when he faced such a huge thing.

He was even absent-minded for a moment, looking at Ma Hongjun who had turned into a hill of flesh. Is this the method used outside Douluo Continent? !
Ma Hongjun smiled sadly, and grabbed Qian Feng with a fat right hand. The sound of breaking through the air was suppressed by the blood-red soul power in an instant.

Qian Feng did not dare to slack off. The eight soul rings under his feet floated together, and his figure flashed towards Ma Hongjun.

No matter what, we have to get close first before talking!
"Qian Feng, are you still trying to resist in vain? Haha, the first blood soul-building skill - Blood Soul Lock!"

A sharp sound rang out, and a series of bloody soul rings suddenly appeared all around. Then there were sounds of iron chains colliding from the soul rings, and chains flew out in an instant and rushed towards Qian Feng.

"Tsk, tsk, Master, this Ma Hongjun has turned into a mountain of meat. Where should we start?" The more dangerous Qian Feng gets, the calmer and calmer his behavior becomes.

Unfortunately, there was no response from Lei Jun in his mind.

Qian Feng sighed slightly, glanced at him, and turned his body to avoid the attacks of the blood-colored chains.Seeing this, Ma Hongjun laughed loudly, as if he was playing tricks on Qian Feng, patting his fat body with his hands, and the sound vibrated. He then sneered:
"No hurry, no hurry~ There are still eight blood-building soul rings left! The second blood-building soul skill: Blood Sinking!"

Qian Feng's heart skipped a beat. The blood mist in the Bloody Sky Net suddenly became more solid, and his own speed was also slowing down.

Sudden!Another soul ring appeared out of thin air, and a bloody chain was tied towards his right leg!

Fortunately, he reacted quickly, but when he raised his foot, he was still rubbed by the blood lock, and there were bursts of stinging sounds.

Qian Feng's right leg's robe was corroded, but fortunately there was no wound.

"No, we must try to counterattack." He raised his head, the three green scales on his neck flashed with light, and the green and gold lights in his eyes merged, and he looked towards Ma Hongjun.

It's just helpless. Apart from seeing wisps of red light converging towards each other, there is no actual flaw in his eyes.

"Oh, you are really like a mouse, you are so good at running away!" Ma Hongjun sighed, turned his huge head slightly, looked at the soul master in the city, sniffed and said, "What a pity, these trash can't support me for long~ We must fight quickly and decide quickly!”

Ma Hongjun boasted proudly, but he didn't care to tell him where his weaknesses were.

He is confident and can resolve the battle quickly.

"The eighth blood soul-building skill: The Plague Ancestor takes the soul!" Ma Hongjun stretched out his right hand, and countless blood-colored souls floated above it. Waves of wailing sounds actually penetrated the entire Blood Luo Sky Net, and even Dai Dai outside the city Mubai and others can feel it.

Shui Bing'er and the others staggered back a few steps, confused, their ears felt constantly stimulated by the sound of sharp instruments scraping across the iron plate.

It took a painful use of soul power to resist it.

The ministers with lower soul power lay half-lying on the ground, blood flowing from their cochlea.

Qian Feng, who was at the center of his soul skills, was naturally under pressure that ordinary people could not understand.

Marks appeared on the golden armor of the general, and the Zhi Ge Sword in his hand seemed to be in conflict with the sound, and began to hum spontaneously.

Qianfeng looked up at the captured giant hand. Countless blood-colored puppets were wrapped around it, protrusions popping up like they were in a quagmire, and they were grabbing randomly in the air.

A feeling of anger arose in him.

I still remember that Davis sacrificed the living people of four entire cities in order to please Ma Hongjun.

And Ma Hongjun has nine blood-based soul rings, so all this is self-evident.

At the same time, Ma Hongjun's strength has naturally improved to a terrifying level. Judging from the pressure of this flesh and blood hill, it is no less than the three strikes made by Tang Hao more than two years ago.

Qian closed his eyes, the thunder and lightning on his body began to explode, and his long hair started to fly.

From the outside, it looked like a golden sun rising, briefly dispelling the darkness inside.

Then an ethereal voice sounded, wind and thunder gathered in mid-air, and the half-length statue of Lord Lei gathered together.

Holding the Golden Thunder Sword in his right hand, he is waiting for an order!
Qian Feng floated to the chest of the half-length statue of Thunder Lord, overlooking the meat mountain Ma Hongjun on the ruins of the palace.

The latter's eyes were a little surprised, but there was no hint of fear.

Qian Feng held the sword in his left hand, made sword fingers with his right hand, put it in front of him, and ordered:

"Lord Huanghuang Lei. Follow my orders."

"Behead! No mercy!"

After the order was issued, the half-length Lei Lord wielded the Golden Thunder Divine Sword and slashed towards Roshan Ma Hongjun.

The latter laughed loudly, causing his whole body to tremble, and then the ninth, blood-red soul ring floated up.

(End of this chapter)