After crossing into Douluo, I relied on cultivating immortals to counterattack

Chapter 81 Secret Technique
"Are you threatening me? Ha..." Dugu Bo looked at the boy who looked like he had a chance to win, and felt disgusted.

"I have changed my mind. Instead of killing you directly, I want you to live worse than death!!!"

Bloody thorn vines emerged from the ground and attacked everyone directly, catching everyone except Tang San into the air. The barbed thorns tightened slightly, and everyone screamed in agony.

"No!! Stop!!" Tang San's eyes were about to burst. He activated the fourth soul skill of Blue Silver Grass, and the Eight Spider Spears burst out of his body. He wanted to save everyone, but in the face of the powerful force, everything was in vain.

The blood-colored thorn vines strangled everyone and beat them frantically against the wall. The mountain wall shook for a moment, and bits of blood dripped on the ground, which seemed to be about to smash everyone into a pulp.

"Seeing my companions suffering but being unable to do anything, tut tut tut..." Dugu Bo tutted twice, his hatred still lingering as he kept thinking about how to deal with them.

"Ah... I'm going to kill you!!" Seeing everyone being tortured, Tang San took out his own hidden weapons, such as the Zhuge Divine Crossbow, the King of Hell's Tie, the Son-Mother Soul-Chasing Death Gallbladder... all leading to Dugu Bodiu.

However, in the face of strong strength, everything is in vain.

The sharp steel needle stopped directly one meter away from Dugu Bo, suspended in mid-air, and stopped moving forward.

"I will break your limbs, cut off your tongues, destroy your cultivation, and make your life worse than death!" The bloody bramble suddenly stopped and threw the embarrassed people to the ground.

Dugu Bo raised his hand slightly, and the half-dead Xiao Wu was directly grabbed by him.

Dugu Bo glanced at the girl in pink next to him. The 10-year-old soul beast actually ate so much fairy grass from him, so he left it to Yan'er to make a soul ring.

As for these people.

Dugu Bo's eyes were cold, he would let them fall to the bottom of this world...life would be worse than death.

"Let go of my Xiao Wu." Tang San's eyes were filled with murderous intent. The Clear Sky Hammer appeared in his hand and he rushed forward with endless killing intent.

Looking at the martial spirit in the young man's hand, Dugubo frowned slightly, raised his hand, and directly smashed Tang San into the stone wall, breaking two of his ribs.

Tang San groaned, blood flowing down the corner of his mouth, and looked at Dugu Bo in mid-air with resentment.

"It turned out to be the Clear Sky Hammer..." Dugu Bo muttered, his murderous intention not diminished by half.

If such a bastard was born, he wouldn't mind poisoning the entire Haotian Sect...

"Brother..." Xiao Wu opened her eyes slightly and weakly called Tang San. In front of the Jade Phosphorus Dragon Emperor Poison, she didn't even have the strength to offer a sacrifice.

Tang San gritted his teeth and looked at the child in the air, his nails digging deeply into his flesh, his heart filled with sadness, was he really going to die here?
In the final analysis, they are too weak, and they are so weak that they can be exploited by others.

Become stronger!If he can leave here alive, he must be so powerful that he will be feared by all living beings! !
At this moment, Tang San's desire for power reached an unprecedented height.

"Who dares to hurt my son!!!" Just when Tang San was isolated and helpless, a roar suddenly sounded, and Tang Hao stood up from the shadows, his aura comparable to that of Dugu Bo.

The powerful forces collided together, making sizzling energy explosion sounds from time to time.

"dad……"

Even though he hadn't seen him for six years, Tang San still recognized the extremely sloppy man in front of him at a glance. He was his irresponsible father.

But his father shouldn't be in that miserable place in Holy Soul Village, drunk and drunk. How could he...

Tang San lowered his eyes to cover the emotions in his eyes.

It seems that his father is not simple...

"Tang Hao?" Dugu Bo narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at the Clear Sky Hammer in this man's hand and the soul power that was approaching him. It was not difficult to guess this man's identity.

The Haotian Sect has long since retreated from the world, and the only one who is still wandering around and possesses the Clear Sky Hammer spirit is Tang Hao, the youngest titled Douluo on the mainland who was expelled from the sect after offending the Spirit Hall.

His eyes fell on Tang San and asked curiously: "Is this your son?"

Unexpectedly, Tang Hao actually married a wife and had children, but what did he think of this kid, who seemed to have the blood of a plant-like soul beast?
Relying on Qingmu Xinjue, Dugubo's perception of plants was very sensitive, so he could naturally see that Tang San's blood was impure.

"Hmph, you dare to hurt my son. I want you to die here today!!" Tang Hao snorted coldly, and the strong scarlet murderous intention seemed to be real. The Clear Sky Hammer amplified and turned directly into an afterimage towards Dugu in the air. Bo rushed over, and the Killing God Realm unfolded.

Dugu Bo's pupils shrank and he backed away quickly. At the same time, he said in a cold voice: "Your son destroyed my medicine garden!! He hurt my Zhenzhi. Is the Haotian Sect so unreasonable?"

"In front of me, fists are the last word!" Tang Hao said with no expression on his face as he swung his hammer at Dugu Bo and at the same time snatched Xiao Wu and threw it towards Tang San on the ground.

"Xiao San, you go first, dad will come soon!"

The strong murderous intent was frightening, and a hint of cowardice flashed in Dugu Bo's eyes. Such murderous intent seemed to come out of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood. How many people had he killed?

Two figures, one green and one black, fought together and gradually disappeared into the sky.

Tang San climbed out of the stone wall with great effort. Looking at the people who had already been poisoned into their hearts, he quickly took out a knife from his storage bag, cut his fingers, and drank his blood for everyone...

"Third brother..." After a long time, everyone slowly woke up.

Tang San informed everyone of what had just happened and asked for Yu Xiaogang's opinion. "We will only cause trouble to His Majesty Haotian if we stay here. Let's leave first." Yu Xiaogang's face was pale and his body was shaking slightly. He was supported by Liu Erlong worriedly.

His cultivation was too low, and even though he had been detoxified, he was still very weak.

"Well, everyone, wait for me for a moment." Tang San nodded, and then walked a few steps in front of Chaos Qinglian, a moment of struggle flashed in his eyes.

The root of this sacred flower was too deep to be dug out, but it was impossible for him to abandon it.

That’s all…it’s a legendary existence after all…

Even if it is not mature...it is still precious.

Tang San sighed softly, squatted down, and took out a black iron knife from his waist...

On the other side, Qingxi and the phantom of Thunder God have been fighting for several days, and the surrounding area has been blocked by lightning.

Fortunately, it was just a phantom, and its strength was at its most distracting in the mid-stage. Coupled with Qihua's special ability, Qingxi managed to fight.

Under the endless glacier, a black shadow stood quietly, watching the battle in the sky silently, with a calm look in its golden eyes.

"Is this the person he likes? He can't even beat the distraction..." The man in black stood against the light, his voice was magnetic and steady, and he raised his hand, ready to take action.

The next second, the woman in the sky suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood, her expression seemed a little stunned.

The man in black frowned slightly. Just when he didn't understand what was happening, the girl seemed to be still, letting the thunder strike on her body, and the magical healing power seemed to disappear.

"What's going on?" The man in black said in surprise.

In mid-air, with the connection with Qihua cut off, no matter how Qingxi called, it seemed to be cut off.

She was silent.

Someone touched the Qihua body.

"Why..." Qing Xi closed her eyes sadly, her voice echoing in the sky. Her black hair was scattered and dancing in the wind, but the red mark between her eyebrows became more dazzling.

Golden runes surrounded her and finally merged into one.

Early distraction, middle distraction, late distraction, integration...

Strong power surged, and his cultivation level climbed step by step, finally staying at the late stage of Mahayana. Golden flames enveloped his whole body from the center of his eyebrows, and the universe in his palm was surrounded by thunder and lightning, full of fierceness...

Time seemed to be forbidden, and everything around him slowed down.

"How is that possible?!" In the God Realm, the God of Thunder looked at the scene in front of him in surprise.

The next second, a cyan afterimage flickered, as if the night was divided, the universe turned into a halberd, and the Thunder God's shadow was instantly cut from the middle.

Just when the God of Thunder was stunned, Qingxi had no expression on his face and slowly raised his hand. The universe changed again, the long bow pointed straight into the sky, and part of the universe turned into sharp arrows.

She looked at somewhere in the sky, her eyes glowed with golden light, and blood overflowed from all her orifices.

Draw the bow and shoot the arrow.

The movements were completed in one go, and the sharp arrow wings seemed to cut through the space, like a meteor streaking across the sky of the God Realm, and finally landed in the God of Thunder, hitting the heart of the God of Thunder.

"How is that possible?!" The God of Thunder looked at the arrow on his chest, a trace of golden blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and his expression was stunned.

He was... injured by a mortal.

"Is it a secret technique to forcibly improve one's realm?" The man in black frowned slightly as he looked at the figure flying towards the North Pole at high speed.

The vision in front of her eyes had begun to blur. Qingxi knew that this secret technique would not last long, and she had to rush back as soon as possible.

The space was torn apart, and she was like a star, flickering, crossing the continent, approaching the sunset forest at high speed.

Near the seaside in the south, Guangling sat quietly on the rocks, her feet in white boots shaking irregularly.

He raised his head, letting the sea breeze blow on his face, raising his silver-white hair on his temples, and narrowed his eyes comfortably.

Suddenly, as if she felt something, Guang Ling opened her eyes like a river of stars.

Just now... the positioning arrow he gave to the girl flashed past to the north.

He stood up, looked towards the north, and after thinking for a moment, he chased after him without hesitation.

　For liquidation, don’t rush, take your time

　　
　
(End of this chapter)